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ENCANTO (2021) dir. Jared Bush & Byron Howard

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*evil laughs*

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lloronala

@indomitablespirits imelda vc: HE HAS IT COMING OK

((See, Hector may freak out and get protective but in the middle of her just GOING at Ernesto he’s just back there like:))

“Actually it seems like you’ve got this under control but I’m still right here if you need help querida always and forever I love you.”

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Hector’s a *little* late to the dad scene, but hey, at least he’s trying. Julio, I know you mean well, but you’re really not helping. 

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Just a dumb joke, but it had to be done. 😁

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Sending virtual Hug...

Hug sent! <3

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Had a nice, smooth rock that I’ve been saving for something extra special to paint on it. Finally decided that that extra special someone was Héctor.

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I think this alebrije really suits him!! ^_^

I don’t know if this has been done before, but here is Julio with his alebrije. ^_^

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Serendipity: Coco Coffee Shop AU

Stay tuned for the next chapter 💘

You can find the following ones on my AO3 account!

Also, if you come across some mistakes then please dm me so I can correct them!

[1. Something different]

There, this should do.

Even though that annoying bowtie didn't want to cooperate and still needed an adjustment, he was pretty proud of how he managed to tie it himself. At least now he could rush to work. In fact, by taking a quick glance at the clock he realized how terribly late he was that morning... as if he ever managed to get there on time. El Chicharrón, the grouchy owner of "El Puente", the coffee shop at which he worked, would kill him if he knew he was running late... again.

He didn't even have time for a proper breakfast, so he jugged some leftover energy drink and his lips twisted in disgust before leaving his house and dashed down the street.

When he crashed through the door, he was greeted by lots of not-so-surprised looks both from the usual customers and his coworker, who was disappointingly shaking her head.

"Héctor!" she shouted, "you're so lucky that I'm here to cover your a—"

"Tía Chelo!" he interrupted, cracking an embarassed smile while scratching his goatee. "The customers are still here."

His desperate attempt to make the situation lighter didn't seem to work: instead, the gray-haired lady crossed her arms and her gaze got more severe.

"Come on, Tía Chelo, you know I'm trying to stop being late but this morning... it wasn't... my fault?" He muttered, holding his right arm as he would do when he got scolded as a kid. A twenty six year old kid, almost still unable to take proper care of himself.

"Stop it. I'm tired of hearing your stupid excuses. And you'd be tired too, if you'd just finished your nightshift." She took off her black apron and handed it to Héctor. "Don't give me that look!" All at once her whole body softened as her lips cracked into a smile, then she said, "There, there, eat this."

Héctor's eyes widened in amazement as his coworker handed him small plate with a blueberry muffin on it. Some good food, finally. "I just... had a rough night, I guess? I couldn't sleep." He explained, his voice became muffled as he munched on his breakfast.

Tía Chelo proceeded to adjust Héctor's bowtie, while saying, "You know I care, Héctor, otherwise I–"

"I know, I know" Héctor said, cutting her off as he proceeded to wear his apron over his white shirt, resigned to live another day in that boring coffee shop.

Every time he had to put on a smiley face, everytime he had to do the most unpleasant chores he tried to remind himself that soon, very soon all of that would be over. Once he'd found another job that could help him paying his rent on time... one a bit more stable than his initial option.

When he moved to Puebla from Santa Cecilia with his childhood bestfriend, he was still full of hopes and dreams. They both looked for an apartment to share and wandered around at night in search for some pubs to play in but soon realized that the music career alone wasn't enough to live by... at least, Héctor was the one who actually opened his eyes. He rolled up his sleeves and began to work at El Puente by day and to play by night. Tía Chelo's help had always been precious, and he was aware of it.

This had been his life since then. But he wanted something more. Something... different.

"—to you!"

Héctor winced and immediately let go of the small cup he was washing, resulting in it splashing back into the sink and he getting water all over his face, before turning around on his heels, ready to deal with that angry voice.

"May... may I help you... señorita?" He was so stunned by finding out that the furious customer he had to serve was indeed a beautiful woman, that he quickly rubbed his arm on his forehead to dry those annoying drops of sink water.

Her wavy dark hair was braided with a purple ribbon into a soft low bun and her formal dress made Héctor think that she could have been some kind of manager or a businesswoman.

"Finally! I've been trying to order a Long Black for ages" she complained.

"Long Black on its way!" He repeated, trying to pull out his most charming grin. "Go on, take a seat, señorita...?"

"That's none of your business." The lady said firmly, trying to avoid that annoying bartender as much as possible.

Héctor had never finished to prepare an order so quickly. Despite he had been working there for least five years, he always took his time to get things done, but that morning he was far more concerned on how to win that mysterious lady's name that he just couldn't wait. He felt just like the very first time he performend and the audience bursted into applause. All the tiredness from his previous sleepless night seemed to fade away the very moment he adjusted the cup onto the tray, ready to approach her.

"Here you go, señorita, a Long Black just for you!" He said, bowing as he grinned from ear to ear.

As a response the woman rolled her eyes, reaching for her cup while trying so hard to hold herself back from losing it. The coffee aroma under her nostrils was the only thing that was apparently succeeding at calming her down.

"Now, I hope you don't mind if I sit here and entertain you for a bit?" Héctor proposed, already moving the chair on which he was ready to sit.

"Don't. You. Dare." She said firmly and frowned, making the bartender lose all the little confidence he had gained. "Listen. I have tons of work to do...unlike you! So, if you don't mind, leave me—"

"Got it. I'm... I'm sorry." He sighed and slowly made his way back to the counter as his smile faded.

Everything she did appeared gracious in Héctors mind: from pulling out her laptop and continuously huffing as her fingers danced on its keyboard, to the growls she let out before hitting that "devilbox" —as she called it— whenever it lagged.

Even though it didn't go as well as he hoped it would, nothing could stop him from trying to guess what was the name of that diosa — because she certainly had to be some sort of divine creature given her fierce and her harmonic features.

It was only when she went out, making the small bell hung over the door ring, that the greatest idea of all time popped up in Héctor's mind.

I hope you enjoyed reading this!

You can find Chapter 2 here.

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Happy father's day to the best dad in the world ❤❤

I’ve seen Coco twice, and I think I cried more the second time!! Just drown me in these Hector/Coco feels. 

(A quick sketch before bedtime! Finally did some Coco Fanart! please no tracing, altering, or using without permission!)

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I know you've all probably already seen this but:

They decided to place a guitar near mamá Imelda's boot in the Ofrenda room

And my heart just melts every time I watch this scene.

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Hey can we talk about Héctor’s subtle expression shift when he learns Chich is dying right before his eyes??

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I’ve always wanted to see one of the Rivera ladies in a Jalisco skirt and Hector in a charro suit like he wore when he was alive, so here are Hector and Victoria dressed in their very best and dancing together ^_^

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i forgot about these!!!!

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Daily Coco Screencap #355 “You have the spirit of an artist!”

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THIS 👏🏻

I've done this so many times in the past, but I've come to realize that art is something that isn't meant to be merely created for others. Art is a way of expressing ourselves amd we must not stop just because we don't get everybody's attention.

Sure, it could be frustrating sometimes, but this shouldn't (and must not) stop you.

Just do it for yourself, follow your dreams and passions. Don't let anybody else decide which way you get to express yourself (or whether you should abandon something you enjoy or not)!

You are your own most important supporter! Keep on creating things regardless of the circumstances!! Keep on doing what you love ❤❤

I don't understand when people stop creating things because people doesn't pay attention to the stuff they make. My friend, why abandon something you enjoy? I, for example, noticed people doesn't care for a lot of things I make, but I don't stop because of that. I keep making things, I might not post it but that won't stop me. My modern AU has a lot of mini stories, my ask blog has a ending that might not be 100% polished but that I enjoy writing, my OCs have more drawings and stuff to develop them...

If you enjoy something, don't let other people make you think it's not important. It is, for you, and that's what it matters