[This is a giveaway prize for @angelmihe who requested a lighthearted fic of teenage Oscar and Felipe babysitting their little niece Coco.]
“But Imelda, we were going to work on our new project today!” Oscar said, looking up from the workbench.
“We don’t have time to watch Coco, you can’t just suddenly throw off all our plans like that!” Felipe finished, setting down his freshly drawn leather pattern.
The teenage twins looked pleadingly at their older sister as she draped a thin purple shawl over her shoulders. Imelda was unimpressed, as usual.
Recuérdame, hoy me tengo que ir mi amor Recuérdame, no llores por favor Te llevo en mi corazón y cerca me tendrás A solas yo te cantaré soñando en regresar
Recuerdame, aunque tenga que emigrar Recuérdame, si mi guitarra oyes llorar Ella con su triste canto te acompañará Hasta que en mis brazos estés Recuérdame
English lyrics:
Remember me Though I have to say goodbye Remember me Don’t let it make you cry For even if I’m far away I hold you in my heart I sing a secret song to you each night we are apart
Remember me Though I have to travel far Remember me Each time you hear a sad guitar Know that I’m with you the only way that I can be Until you’re in my arms again Remember me
Don’t listen to this while imagining young Coco with her head resting on her folded arms, watching a small copper music box play on her bedside table, a tiny painted mariachi figurine with a white guitar just like her father’s slowly turning in place as the familiar song plays.
Let me now turn my focus to another favorite minor
character of mine, Clara Whiting, who appears in episode 2.9, “Framed for
Murder”. The wonderful Jane Harber plays
Raymond’s assistant, who “looks after the props, script pages, everything
really”. Although at first glance she
seems a plain and unassuming sort of young woman, we soon learn that Clara is
intelligent, quick, and possesses a marvelous photographic memory.
The whole time, Eliza has been the most wonderful, trusting, amazing person and she has let everything roll over her but now all the frustration and anger that’s been brewing under the surface from all the times Alexander has ignored her or chosen his work over her is coming out and she’s taking control of her life
The progression of “I knew you were mine, you said you were mine, I thought you were mine” is so beautiful and heartbreaking I’m crying
How she quotes Angelica twice and simultaneously reminds us how close they are and how much more Angelica knew about Alexander from the moment they met I love Eliza’s relationship with Angelica so much you don’t understand
Eliza is finally realizing what Angelica meant when she said “Be careful with that one love, he will do what it takes to survive” which she probably didn’t understand and brushed off at the time
The fucking beautiful imagery in “you built me palaces out of paragraphs, you built cathedrals”
Her confusion when she says “I’m searching and scanning for answers” is also beautifully heartbreaking
“The world seemed to burn”
This entire song is beautiful and heartbreaking
“In clearing your name you have ruined our lives” is a beautiful summary of how Alexander is obsessed with how people see him and acts without thinking about consequences, and how these two things came together into the worst thing he ever did Alexander you fucking idiot
“You have married an Icarus, he has flown too close to the sun” is such a beautiful summary of the situation honestly it just says it all
The way everyone else is focused on the affair but Eliza recognizes the difference in the way Alexander is writing, how he is so desperate to redeem himself that he barely makes sense
Actually can we talk about this for a second because Eliza is easily as smart as Angelica but she never really gets to show it because she’s more of a romantic and even though she’s interested in politics and the revolution she’s more interested in making sure her family is safe but she knows exactly what is going on and she can read into Alexander’s emotions through his writing and she is absolutely done with all of his shit
The absolute disgust in her voice at “you, you, you, you”
“I’m erasing myself from the narrative” is so different and so much stronger than “let me be a part of the narrative” when she was younger and still trying to be a part of Alexander’s life and she’s taking control and I’m SO PROUD ELIZA
“Let future historians wonder how Eliza reacted when you broke her heart” fucking savage
“The world has no right to my heart, the world has no place in our bed” she’s so powerful right here and I love it so much
“You forfeit all rights to my heart, you forfeit the place in our bed” she’s forcing him to take responsibility that this was all his doing and that absolutely none of this is her fault
“I hope that you burn” she wants absolutely nothing to do with him I am so in love with this woman who has been dead for 160 years send help
In summary Eliza is a beautiful human being and if you hurt her she will fucking drag you
I was listening to this the other day and had a realisation
you know how they specifically talk about how Hamilton tells Maria Reynold’s story and it’s skewed, well so is Eliza’s
for such an important character in the narrative this is the first time she’s really had the chance to talk for herself, to make decisions for herself
in Helpless – a medley not a solo – she is seduced by the man her sister brought to her, and we know from Angelica’s solo, that Angelica rejected him, we also know that Hamilton didn’t mind which sister he won, he says it to Aaron Burr in Helpless, “If you marry a sister you’re rich son,” is it a matter of if, Burr, or which one?” and Hamilton asks her father for permission to marry her, not her
in that would be enough she is the distraction from the war, she is an ideal not a person
then later she is the cajoling wife getting in the way of his work, who doesn’t see the value of his effort, she nags so he cuckolds her
then we get Burn
where she talks about taking herself from the narrative, but in many ways this is the first time Eliza is in the narrative for herself, and not how others, Angelica, Hamilton himself, see her
and we see she’s not the meek mouse her sister believed her, or the quiet docile wife who nagged Hamilton, she is a creature of fire, of rage
so when we get to the very end it’s Eliza who stands triumphant, Eliza, not her husband, who is the abolitionist, Eliza who works with the poor, and records their stories
contemporary accounts of Eliza herself say she was, Hamilton left her debt ridden and she lost the family house, and she still became a force to be feared, she fought tooth and nail to get the biography published, she continued her charity work well into her 90′s, which is when she raised money for the washington monument
This is Eliza’s moment, this is when we get to see Eliza as she is, a firebird, glorious and determined and righteously pissed off
there is a hint that by burning the letters we only had their voices to give her a narrative, but Miranda made that decision, so when Eliza catches fire, which she does burning the letters, we burn with her
Things you need to understand about Phantom of the Opera:
It actually has a happy ending
Platonic love is just as valid as romantic love
I’m serious please for the love of Leroux don’t let alw’s fanfiction teach you that unless you have sex with a person you don’t love them
Christine loves Raoul very much and your anti-Raoul posts are very likely also anti-Christine.
I’m serious about this too, stop making anti-Christine posts
Regardless of who you ship Christine with from a romantic point of view, that shouldn’t invalidate the love she has for other characters and certainly doesn’t mean she takes pleasure in seeing whoever she chose not to marry dead or suffering
Leroux’s novel is about all the ways in which people can love each other: sibling love, father-daughter love, random strangers ending up as close as family (strange choice of words, but I’m talking about Valerius taking in Papa Daaé and Christine), platonic love, romantic love, all the love. It would be a shame to reduce the whole novel at the “who’s this girl gonna marry?” kind of question.