It’s 7:47 AM on a Saturday and I need to rant about how beautiful this man is and how wonderful his character design is.
By all traditional senses of attractiveness, Héctor doesn’t even come close to fitting the mold. He’s tall, gangly, with ears and a nose so exaggerated in size that it’s comical. And it’s meant to be, but that’s part of his overall attractiveness and design. He’s supposed to be the opposite of Ernesto de la Cruz in every physical aspect so as to both compliment Ernesto, so that by appearance they would work together (in a similar fashion to Buzz and Woody from Toy Story) and to also make himself as unlike the other man as possible.
His thin face, strikingly wide cheekbones, messy, overgrown hair (you can tell it’s grown long because of the way it has 2 length cut along the neck and how his bangs need to be combed out, array of freckles and moles (HE IS COVERED IN FRECKLES how dare you sir), large eyes, bushy eyebrows, crooked teeth, higher forehead— all right down to the differing placements in favored facial hair— it’s all meant to offset him against Ernesto, especially in the shape of his face. If you drew both of their faces together, they would be inverted triangles to each other.
Héctor is often shown exerting feminine qualities throughout the film, from his ease to dressing in drag to his gentleness with children to his care for complete strangers—overall just being a very emotional person in general, with all of his motivation being driven by caring for his family—But here we also see some traditionally feminine aspects to his appearance. Long, fan-like eyelashes, bigger, soulful eyes, longer hair— And. His. Lips. They have a distinct curve and shading to them that makes them look fuller, more feminine. And yet!!! None of it takes away his masculinity!!! It’s so dang attractive and aesthetically appealing!!!! God, designers, just— GOD.
And his charro suit. Dear god, even his charro suit says so much about his character. Look at it in the gifs of Héctor trying to return home vs. the gif of Héctor singing to Coco. Look how faded it is in comparison. His charro suit is losing color the longer he’s away from home, faded, sun bleached, washed too many times, practically pinkish white, and m once again starkly different from Ernesto’s darker, maroon suit. Whereas when he’s with Coco, it’s more saturated, neater, lessfaded and threadbare and held together because he feels more held together when he’s with his family. Excuse me while I weep.
While Héctor’s face is complimentary to Ernesto, his body shape isn’t. They’re both broad in the shoulders, slim, and while Héctor is skinnier and a lighter than Ernesto, their body shapes don’t compliment each other like their faces do. WHEREAS. WITH IMELDA. Hector compliments her in spades. Her wide flowing skirt and slimmer upper body mesh so well with Héctor’s inverted body shape. And if you draw out her overall headshape, including her low braided bun, it meshed with Héctor, just like Ernesto’s.
Héctor and Imelda literally fit together. Both in personality, with all of her fire, tragedy, and authority— against his diffusing gentleness, comedy, and tenderness— AND in APPEARANCE.
This movie gave this man so much care in his character design. They made a tragic, lovable, beautiful goofball. And I will never be over it. Screw you Ernesto, this beautiful man was taken from the world way too soon.
I had to add a few more things that I was thinking about Héctor’s body shape. Because classically, it’s the body of a sidekick. The comic relief. The quickly moving body that’s made for flailing and waving.
Héctor is tall. Like… really tall. He’s built up higher, with long limbs that take more effort to fold and crouch than Ernesto’s shorter, more classical build. And yet, throughout the entire film, Ernesto is never shown kneeling or near the ground. He refuses. When Miguel is with him, he drags Miguel up to his level. But Héctor, who’s made of taller, gangly things, kneels for his daughter. He kneels when his wife is pushed down. He kneels besides Miguel. For people he loves, he folds his tall body to the floor.
Ernesto has every ability to show emotion. But he covers it so quickly with a default. When he’s about to kill Héctor his face shifts to anger, and by the time Héctor turns back, he’s smiling, opening his arms in welcome. But look at Héctor’s face. He doesn’t hide any of it. Every emotion is there. And it’s raw. And it’s real. And he lets it show. But that’s the same with Imelda, isn’t it? She does her best to hide behind anger. He’s her foil. For as angry as she gets, he reveals himself ever the more.
Héctor goes back because he’s homesick. Because he misses his family. His daughter. His wife. And he never stops missing them. And you see, here, that the only time he stands absolutely rod straight is when he’s talking about them. “I’m going home, Ernesto” he says, looking stern and foreboding for the first time. Only matched later in the film when his screams of “you took everything away from me”.
Héctor’s appearance is offset by that of his wife’s – who looks put together and elegant in life as in death. She’s stonier and colder. But he doesn’t ask her to be anything else- just as she doesn’t ask him to be another other than present. He foils her. When she calls him the love of her life, he melts, and she stiffens. But he doesn’t look disappointed. He looks happier. He knows that look. He knows her expressions. He’s taken the time to learn her. Not change her. Just as, after the movie ends, she doesn’t try to change him.
Héctor’s young. Really young. 21 years old. And yet, look at him. He’s about to give up his dream in that last panel. Look at how he stares at the music book. He’s holding his dream in his hands. And he frowns. And he thinks. You can tell his thoughts are spinning. And he closes it. He closes his dream. And he turns around, and looks at the door. Turns away. This isn’t his dream. It’s a love. But it’s not as important. It’s not his dream. His daughter is. He closes the book.
Sharp faces are usually reserved for women and villains. But look at the way Coco cups her fathers face. It’s the idea of foils. Of opposites. That something so sharp can become so soft. Can be held so carefully.
MY FAVORITE THING is that the classic Disney character built like him -skinny legs, skinny arms, long torso, long face- are made to move quickly. They’re the comic relief. The side kick. And Héctor does fall into that role. Because it’s something that holds him together mentally. Be happy. Be happy. Be happy. Saying it over and over in the way his body moves and twists around. But look how he moves when he’s with children. With is daughter. He slows. He moves gently. Carefully. He’s no longer a comic relief because his daughter needs a father. Not a character.
And that’s what kills me the most.
That all characters who are built like him are comic relief. Did you know, by the way, that people in broadway musicals hired to be that part are called character actors. Because those are such characters, they need to be played by only the quickest, most animated people.
But Coco doesn’t need a character. She needs her father. And its in those scenes that we see Héctor going against every bit of his composition to be that.
(If you would like to see Héctor’s answers, click here.)
Wand: Cypress wood with a Unicorn hair core 14 ½” and Slightly Yielding flexibility
Héctor’s Answers:
What height would you say you are for your age? Tall
What would you say your eye colour is? Other (magenta-ish?)
Is your birthday odd or even? Even (November 30th)
Which would you say your fear the most? Isolation
What would you say is your best quality? Kindness
Which path would you take? Ahead towards the forest
Which artifact did you chose? Bound-up Scroll
Blood Purity: Muggleborn
Patronus: Mastiff(?)
Héctor was not able to summon a patronus until he and Imelda kissed for the first time. When he remembers it he remembers a twinkling early night sky above the grounds, the earthy taste of Imelda’s lips, the feel of her breath, the warmth in his stomach washing over his entire body, desperately kissing her back, he’d been denied this for so long and now that he finally had it it felt so, so amazing… It was heaven.
Wand: Yew wood with a Dragon heartstring core 13 1/4″ and Reasonably Supple flexibility
Ernesto’s Answers:
What height would you say you are for your age?
Tall (because let’s be real Ernesto would totally claim he’s tall even when he has a beanpole for a best friend)
What would you say your eye colour is? Brown
Is your birthday odd or even?
Odd (please let me know if Ernesto has a canon birthday!! I chose odd over even because I thought the flexibility and appearance of the wand fit Ernesto more.)
Which would you say your fear the most? Isolation
What would you say is your best quality? Determination
Which path would you take? Ahead towards the forest
Which artifact did you chose? Glittering Jewel
Blood Purity: Pureblood
Patronus: Chihuahua
More details on each character to come!! For now though have some random headcanons ^ _ ^
Age gaps are the same as they are in canon. In case you are unaware of the canon age gaps:
Ernesto is 4 years older than Héctor
Imelda is a year older than Héctor
When Ernesto went to Hogwarts for his first through fourth years,
Héctor would spend the entire year writing to him and telling him how boring it was without him around
Eventually
Héctor sent so many letters that Ernesto sent him a howler to yell at him for sending so many letters
After what feels like forever, Héctor finally gets his Hogwarts letter on his eleventh birthday. He starts his first year when Ernesto starts his fifth year.
Ernesto spends most of that fifth year complaining to
Héctor about O.W.L.s.
Imelda is a second year when
Héctor starts his first year
The first time
Héctor sees Imelda, he instantly falls head over heels in love with her
He tries to hide his crush, but it’s extremely obvious
Every time he tries to talk to Imelda he blushes furiously and his eyes dart everywhere but her
Imelda thinks he’s a bumbling idiot and blows him off every time he tries to talk to her
Ernesto makes fun of
Héctor‘s obvious crush all the time. Héctor jinxes Ernesto every time he teases him.
(The jinxes are always something harmless, but Ernesto always acts all affronted by them anyways.)
So we know that Héctor’s songs are often about people he cares about. The most notable examples being ‘Remember Me’ (about Coco) and ‘Poco Loco’ (about Imelda).
So just saying, what if ‘The World Es Ma Familia’ was actually written for Ernesto?
For one thing, it’s the opposite of ‘Remember Me’, which was written to be sung to only one specific person, in that the song only really works when it’s being sung to an audience. Because unlike Héctor, Ernesto would never sing just for himself or a loved one. From his perspective, music is just a means to an end.
And, though obviously this wouldn’t affect how Héctor would have written it (although the film does seem to have quite a rich lore, so it wouldn’t surprise me if the filmmakers hadn’t come up with this themselves) it’s the only song Miguel ever sings for Ernesto.
Also, there’s the significance of the line, “the world es mi familia"— the world is my family. It’s kind of similar to Ernesto’s own “seize your moment” catchphrase in that it can sound pretty inspirational when you first hear it but actually has the potential to be quite disturbing in the right context. Unlike Héctor, Ernesto doesn’t feel tied to his family (though we know he must have had one, because he doesn’t deny it when Miguel asks him if it was hard to leave them— probably he had parents or siblings or something), or to his friends.
Look at how easily he turns from loving Miguel to trying to kill him— despite the fact that he never actually finds out that Miguel isn’t related to him (his response to finding out that Imelda is Miguel’s grandmother isn’t “I’m not your great-great grandfather after all?!” it’s “you’re related to Héctor?!”, which to me suggests that he’s wondering if he somehow hooked up with Héctor’s daughter or cousin or something).
Why wouldn’t he? Ernesto doesn’t need a family. The world is his family. He is on so many strangers’ offrendas that he doesn’t know what to do with all the offerings he gets— what does it matter if he has to bump off one friend to get to the top?
Apart from that, however, there’s very little meaning to the song. Admittedly it’s cut off halfway through, but the lyrics seem to just be the singer greeting the audience for an evening performance, telling them what a pleasure it is to play for them and then repeatedly telling them how much he enjoys music in general (because it allows him to communicate with people and bring them closer to him).
Even ‘Juanita’ which, since Héctor didn’t expect Miguel to have heard it, we can assume was written post mortem (head canon that it was written specifically to entertain Chicharrón— possibly as an apology for the whole femur incident) and just for fun, has more detailed lyrics than this. But it fits Ernesto, who doesn’t seem to care what he’s singing as long as the audience enjoys it.
how many hours do they sleep for on average? what time to do they go to bed and when do they wake up?
-Héctor = Per @slusheeduck, Héctor hardly sleeps at all during weekdays. On average, he usually goes to bed around any time from midnight to 2:00 AM (if at all), but is able to catch up on sleep over the weekends and holidays, sleeping in till noon or later. If it were up to Héctor, he’d love to get plenty more sleep, but papers don’t grade themselves and he can sleep plenty when he’s retired with all the money he and Ernesto make when they hit it big.
-Miguel = Although he really shouldn’t be, Héctor is pretty lenient when it comes to Miguel’s curfew, and will let the kid stay up with him when they have guitar practice or when Miguel isn’t quite ready to be alone in the spare bedroom just yet. He gets to sleep MUCH earlier than Héctor, thankfully, but he probably doesn’t get as much sleep as a boy his age probably should (though most of that might be blamed on anxiety and recent events rather than Héctor’s lack of parenting skills). He also always wakes up before Héctor, acting as his Tío’s alarm clock most of the time.
-Imelda = Imelda runs on coffee and spite, and always feels tired regardless of how much sleep she gets, which is usually 6 hours on average. Even on the weekends. But she’s always up and ready to move by 5 AM.
-Ernesto = Per @slusheeduck Ernesto SOMEHOW always manages to get a healthy 8 hours of sleep regardless of when he goes to sleep and wake up. He’s always up around the same time as Miguel though, so he can call first dibs on the shower while Miguel eats breakfast and Héctor snores into the early morning.
how many blankets and pillows do they sleep with?
-Héctor = One thin sheet and a woolen throw are all he needs, and they usually get kicked off before the night is through. He prefers to be buried in pillows. He needs at least five or six.
-Miguel = Though he won’t admit it, he has a favorite a fleecy blanket be brought from home and likes to tuck it around his shoulders. He also often brings it with him when huddling up on the couch. Other than that, the usually single sheet and comforter are enough for him, and he’s good with only a couple pillows. He’s not against having more pillows though, if you’re offering to share.
-Imelda = A single sheet and an afghan. One pillow is enough. She’s very minimalist.
-Ernesto = He prefers simply sleeping under a thick duvet, no other sheets. The more pillowy the duvet, the better. Two or three pillows are good for him, plus a smaller pillow for Doña Lucinda to sleep on. A simple dog bed SHALL NOT do.
do they snore?
-Héctor = Like a freight train. He uses nasal strips and they help somewhat, but with a nose like his he can only do so much.
-Miguel = Nope, but he’s very prone to talking in his sleep.
-Imelda = She’ll never admit to it, but she only snores when she’s deeply asleep.
-Ernesto = He does but he’s unaware of it, because he’s only ever shared a room with Héctor and his amigo snores enough for three Ernestos.
have they ever experienced sleep paralysis?
-Héctor = He’s experienced it exactly three times throughout the course of his life. Once when he was 7, once when he was 18, and once when he was 21. They’re usually triggered by extremely high stress, and he always experiences the same hallucinations: a skeletal woman in a damp dress and a filthy white veil stands next to his bed and hums a song to him that Héctor can’t quite place outside of being in a minor key, followed by thin flakes of gold appearing on his bed and burying him alive. The first time it happened, he managed to choke out a sound that woke up Enrique in the next room, and the older primo managed to help him snap out of it. The second time, he forced himself to sit through it, to listen to the woman’s humming. The third time, he was able to hear it clearly, and wrote a song based off of it, to help him face his nightmare. He titled it La Llorona.
-Miguel = Not so far, but that’s not to say it couldn’t happen when he gets older. He’s asked Héctor about them though, and he knows for sure that he doesn’t want anything to do with them.
-Imelda = Once when she was 15, on the eve of her quinciñera. She prefers not to talk about it… but for some reason, they involved her shoes walking around on their own, and a large jaguar stalking her back and forth in her wallpaper.
-Ernesto = Several times in his youth and young adulthood. It was different every time, ranging in extremes, but always coming back to one big, central fear. Sometimes he would see himself aging in his nightstand mirror, slowly transforming into a horrific mass of skin and bones before collapsing into a forgotten pile of dust. Sometimes he would hear millions of whispers, cursing him for letting his life go to waste. Sometimes, he would hear a far off church bell ring, and see the shadow of Santa Muerte in his open doorway, beckoning him with glowing yellow flames for eyes. It all went back to a fear of death before accomplishing anything with his life, but they stopped once he moved away from Santa Cecilia and started his music career with Héctor.
do they sleepwalk/sleeptalk?
-Héctor = He swears to Elena that he used to sleepwalk in his youth, but she knows better. He was just sneaking off for a midnight snack.
-Miguel = He sleeptalks practically every night. Most of the time it’s just nonsense gibberish (“i-don-wanna-see-the-frida-kahlo-cactus….”), but sometimes it will be because he’s dreaming of his parents, and talking and laughing with them as if they were still alive.
-Imelda = She does neither. She’s usually very still when sleeping.
-Ernesto = He only sleeptalks if he’s having a very good dream. Usually about signing autographs and posing for photos.
could they sleep anywhere or do they have Very Specific Conditions?
-Héctor = He’s fallen asleep on the couch so many times while grading papers, it’s practically his second bed. His back and neck would appreciate if he fell asleep on an actual bed, but when exhaustion overtakes you, you can’t really afford to be picky. He doesn’t so much sleep as just… stops being conscious.
-Miguel = He prefers sleeping with someone else in the room. He knows it’s stupid and childish and only babies need to be read or sung to sleep, but he also has very bad separation anxiety. In La Hacienda Rivera, there was always someone roaming the hallways or working in the workshop, primos running around or Abualita Elena barking orders from across the courtyard. Always noise. Never silent. Even after his parents died, he could at least take comfort in his extended family being nearby to keep him calm and provide white noise to fall asleep to. But after moving in with Héctor, he doesn’t have the comfort of at least a dozen people he’s lived with for most of his life being nearby to help lull him back to sleep. This is why he likes staying up with Héctor on the couch, usually falling asleep next to him and needing to be carried to bed. He also prefers sleeping on his side.
-Imelda = She needs to be sleeping on her back, arms folded on top of her, with Pepita curled up nearby. Her beloved cat doesn’t need to be sleeping anywhere specific, but having Pepita nearby helps lower her blood pressure enough to relax. (She’s not aware of this, but she also sleeps much better when surrounded by people she trusts. This makes eventually sharing a bad with Héctor a definite improvement on her sleep cycle.)
-Ernesto = Door shut. Lights off. Sleep mask on. Earplugs in. Doña Lucinda curled up at the foot of his bed on her special pillow. Lilac sleeping salts on the bedside table. Simple, but effective.
do they have any stuffed animals?
-Héctor = He used to have a stuffed fluffy animal that looked like a goat mixed with an armadillo, but he left it behind when he went away to university. Years later, Tía Elena found it while cleaning out Héctor’s room, washed it, and now she keeps it on the mantle, just in case he ever came home early and needed it again.
-Miguel = No way! Stuffed animals are only for really little kids. He has action figures and legos instead.
-Imelda = She has a small collection of jaguar and cat figurines that she keeps for good luck on her desk at home. One of them is a small black cat beanie baby.
-Ernesto = No. No! Of course not. Why would he have a stuffed Coati? He doesn’t keep it tucked safely under his bed in case of emergencies. Stop asking stupid questions!!!
what do they dream about? do they even dream at all?
-Héctor = Most of his dreams consist of compressed combinations of memories from the past week and day dreams. Quite a few times he’s dreamed of finishing grading papers, and then woken up the next morning without finishing grading at all. His favorite dreams usually involve a certain Directora, of course. And due to Héctor’s active imagination, they’re usually very vivid, which can be both a good and bad thing.
-Miguel = Per @slusheeduck Miguel often dreams of being back in the Rivera home in Santa Cecilia, with both of his parents alive and caring for him. After settling in with Héctor and adjusting better with counseling, those dreams slowly start mingling with memories of living in Héctor’s flat, with the entire Rivera family and Imelda and Ernesto sitting at the dinner table together. Sometimes things are black and white like those films Héctor likes, and once or twice he’s dreamt of Héctor and Ernesto having guitar duels. Sometimes Imelda wears a luchadora mask.
-Imelda = She will never admit it, not even long after rekindling her relationship with Héctor, but most of her dreams revolve around how much she’s head-over-heals for the music teacher. Otherwise, her dreams are fairly gibberish and she doesn’t remember them.
-Ernesto = He honestly doesn’t remember most of his dreams, and after his chronic sleep paralysis in childhood, he kind of prefers to keep it that way.
what’s the worst nightmare they’ve ever had?
-Héctor = Once, and only once, Héctor dreamt that he and Miguel had gone to perform in Capula’s town square, but got separated after some argument. Héctor couldn’t remember what it was about exactly, but he remembered Miguel throwing a piece of paper– a photo of them in calavera make up– at him and telling Héctor to “stay away”. He chased Miguel all the way to the roof of their flat complex, always just out of reach like you are in dreams, despite knowing full well he could out run the kid, only he watched in horror as Miguel fell off the side of the building to the ground below. It horrified Héctor so badly that he bolted out of bed and immediately went to check on Miguel, startling the poor boy awake. After helping Miguel go back to sleep, Héctor spent the rest of the night on the couch, trying to get the mental image of his godson’s tiny, broken body on the pavement out of his head.
-Miguel = Miguel only had really bad dreams when he was very small, back when Enrique and Luisa were alive. He was too young to remember them clearly, but they often had something to do with skeletons. They couple soon learn that his primo Abel showed Miguel the Nightmare Before Christmas, which although a very innocuous movie when your 12, can be kind of frightening for younger children.
-Imelda = Imelda once dreamt that she was a widow. She’d only ever told Ceci about the dream, and Ceci knows to never bring it up, as it could be a reflection of Imelda’s hesitation to attempt commitment in a relationship, for fear of eventually losing the person she loves someday.
-Ernesto = Most of his nightmares circled around his sleep paralysis visions. The ones involving Bells were the most horrific.
what’s the best dream they’ve ever had?
-Héctor = He has literally both day dreamed and had full-length feature-film-style dreams of his and Imelda’s future wedding. And he’s gushed about both to Ernesto in exquisite detail. And this was all before the infamous Christmas Party even took place.
-Miguel = He usually has really cool dreams after watching super hero movies. His favorite one was when he joined the Avengers as El Riverito, and his super hero outfit involved a luchador mask and his favorite blanket being used for his cape.
-Imelda = The same as Héctor’s favorite dream. Though she’d probably claim it was a nightmare.
-Ernesto = The one downside to forgetting all of his dreams now was that he couldn’t remember any good dreams either. They probbaly had something to do with becoming a famous musician.
do they have keep a dream diary?
-Héctor = He would if he knew that they existed. Please don’t tell him they exist.
-Miguel = Nope, sounds dumb.
-Imelda = She knows better than to dwell on dreams, so no.
-Ernesto = He doesn’t remember enough about his dreams to make big enough journal entries.
what does their bedroom look like?
-Héctor = In spite of being far away from the Rivera Hacienda, his room definitely exerts a similar feel to the rooms in the main home in Santa Cecilia. yellow-painted Faux stucco on the walls, blue, yellow, and white striped bedding, and wood furniture, but with a decidedly Héctor-ish flair. The floor is a mess of dirty laundry and discarded papers from scrapped song-writing. He has a large side window, decorated with his favorite books, several small succulent plants and cacti (which are all miraculously alive, and a glass jar full of sand from Cancun). He also has a hammock set up next to the window, which he uses as a window seat, perfect for song writing, or a place to keep laundry.
-Miguel = Small and homey, covered in lots of Lucha Libre and Pixar film posters. It’s usually as messy as one would expect for an eight-year-old, floor typically covered in dirty socks, stray legos and comic books, but considering Miguel currently lives in Capula, Elena has been keeping it as clean as possible. Wither Héctor’s influence, it gets filled with books on music theory and blank sheet music journals as well as displays for his own instruments in the corner.
-Imelda = Clean and modern, modestly furnished, with a large walk-in closet, the walls all painted lilac with dark wood furniture, high ceilings and a large fan. She also has a large walk-out balcony with a lounging white wicker chair. Hard-wood floors, beautiful framed paintings of flowers everywhere. She also has small places for Pepita to lounge in every room, so that her companion is never too far away from her.
-Ernesto = The walls painted a deep, relaxing blue with matching decor and bedspread. Signed and framed band posters all over each wall, and a desk set up in the corner with a tri-pod, expensive vocal recording equipment, a camera, and a PC, all primed and ready for vlogging and taking social media by storm. After saving up enough money, he eventually gets a small puppy pampering station for Doña Lucinda to lounge the day away in. But until then, she’s content wth her special pillow.
what do they do when they can’t get to sleep?
-Héctor = Slips on a pair of headphones and listens to rain sound effects until they lull him to sleep, or if he’s home alone, puts on old black and white films while setting up a huddle pillow pile on the couch. They make him feel safe, secure, and a touch nostalgic.
-Miguel = Reluctantly wakes up Héctor and asks to stay with him for the night. Enrique humming him to sleep always helped when he was younger, and Héctor is more than happy to oblige with providing music and hugs.
-Imelda = Closes her eyes and breaths deeply while petting Pepita. If that doesn’t help, she brews tea. If all else fails, she imagines thin but strong arms holding her shoulders until she finally relaxes.
-Ernesto = He tries to count all of the good things he did during the day, make a list of all the things he’s going to do tomorrow, and if all else fails, hugging Doña Luncinda is always therapeutic.