i really like the headcanon that aizawa respects recovery girl a lot and does whatever the fuck she tells him to because he was reckless and self-sacrificing as a kid and didnt really have a parental figure in high school and she knew about both those things and tried to help/take care of him as much as possible, so now as an adult aizawa still respects her a lot and values her advice.
expanding on this: i feel like it’s the same with aizawa and nedzu. i headcanon that nedzu was the gen ed homeroom teacher that helped move aizawa to the heroics course and aizawa respects him a lot and thats why he lets nedzu crawl around in his scarf
One day a journalist is going to tell Izuku that people think he’s going to be the next All Might and Izuku starts tearing up and another journalist is going to chime in with “No way, he’s going to be the first Deku!” and Izuku is going to start sobbing on live television while a building he just rescued people from continues to burn down in the background.
When Miguel is a famous musician, with several albums under his belt and many beloved hits, he releases a double cover album – The Best of Héctor Rivera. It has each and every song Ernesto de la Cruz ever recorded that was written by Héctor, sung by Miguel. He releases by complete surprise, a la Beyoncé, and everyone goes absolutely wild.
It’s actually a very anticipated album for Miguel’s fans and the music industry as a whole. Over the years, everyone keeps asking if he will ever reclaim his famous great-great-grandfather’s work by doing a cover album. Miguel would always flash that precious, crooked, one-dimpled smile and say, “we’ll see”. The truth is, he wants to establish himself as a musician in his own right first. He’s not going to become rich and famous off Papá Héctor’s work – someone did that already, and he would rather not follow that man’s footsteps. He does play some of his favorites in concerts; Un Poco Loco is always a real crowd pleaser. But he doesn’t record the songs until he’s sure they would be appreciated properly.
The cover art features Miguel’s own painting of the famous skull guitar (it’s a very good painting – he’s always been artistic as well as musical). There are sleeve notes for each song, describing both Miguel and Héctor’s thoughts (based on the letters). Some songs, like The World Es Mi Familia, are recorded as acoustic versions. Others feature a full mariachi band, true to Miguel and Héctor’s musical origins in Santa Cecilia’s Mariachi Plaza. There are no remixes and no deviations from
Héctor’s original songbook and letters, and Miguel sings each song with as much soul and love as you can expect.
But the biggest highlight is Remember Me. After the Riveras secure the rights for Héctor’s songs, they insist on a clause that Remember Me must never be re-recorded by a non-Rivera, as it was a personal family song. But the de la Cruz version (and its many covers) is already out there, and Miguel feels that he should correct this by sharing how it was meant to be. So he records it for the album – just him and the guitar, singing softly, with special guest Socorro Rivera joining him for the final part. Nearly everyone vastly prefers it to the de la Cruz version, and are disappointed when Miguel says in an interview that he would never sing Remember Me in concert; in the end, it’s still Mamá
Coco’s song.
Of course, all proceeds go to charity. And not too long after, on the next Día de Muertos, Miguel proudly leaves a copy of the CD on the ofrenda.
Bonus track: Everyone Knows Juanita, with Héctor’s edited-on-the-spot lyrics.
It had almost escaped my notice that it is now May, the month that dooms to a heartbroken death 99% of characters from folk ballads. So, if you suspect you may be a character from a folk ballad, for your own safety:
don’t fall in love, don’t go by the river, don’t go to the sea, don’t talk to sailors, don’t gamble, don’t ramble, don’t go North, don’t go North-West, don’t stand in the wind, don’t dance with anyone named Sally, Sue, Mary, Ann, or Barbara, don’t go to the pub (but if you do go to the pub at least don’t drink, and if you do drink at least pay for your own drink, and if you are absolutely broke and have to let someone else pay for your drink then at the very least do try not to forget to toast everyone you know whom you think might be there very loudly and possibly multiple times), don’t lend money, don’t borrow money, don’t wish you had more money, don’t make plans to make more money, don’t start working for a new employer, absolutely do believe anyone who says they will try to kill you, curse you, or maim you, absolutely do believe anyone who says you might die, turn down every invitation to go a-hunting, horse-riding, or a-courting, be wary of flute players you meet on your path, don’t dance with satanic men in black coats, don’t marry off your daughters to the first man who’ll have them, and don’t promise your true love any herbs you can’t readily plant and gather in your own garden.
There. That should just about cover you for 31 days. Heed the warnings and you may have a chance to last the month. Good luck.
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