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#but all the Madrigals need that
waitingonavision · 1 month
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Ooh, I just saw this wonderful, bittersweet post by @thisstableground and rather than reblog and sully it with the following dark comment, I figured I'd create a separate thing:
Actually I'm sure this already exists somewhere, but a while ago I started thinking about a villain!Julieta AU where she essentially has a god-complex. Because if her Gift does work by intention, and she has to want to heal someone/can choose not to heal, if she went down a dark path, she could trip with the power of it all...
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jacarandaaaas · 8 months
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I wonder if since isabela is jealous of mirabels life of her being free and not needing to conform to what alma want if isabela envies her FOR still trying to conform to that. like I imagine a conversation somewhat like “you had all that freedom to be whoever you wanted but you still tried so hard just to please her instead” like knowing if isabela was in that situation she probably wouldn’t be like mirabel trying so hard all the time. All isabela wanted was to have that freedom but she was put in a box from the age of 5 and conditioned to have this life she never asked for
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disneynerdpumpkin · 6 months
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Bruno Madrigal my beloved 💚
He's so precious 🥰😭
Bonus!
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badwaves · 9 months
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originally sketched this out for madrigay days (support) and finally cleaned it up a bit. i think alma and sra. guzmán should make out (normal for girls to do with their friends ☝️)
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yellowcry · 5 days
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More normal Madrigals!
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tboycamilo · 10 months
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mimi outfits!
drew this ages ago but i just remembered that i kinda love it and never posted it here so. throwback i guess!
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Welp. I rewatched Coco so all four of them are back in my head now, all at once this time
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this feels dangerous somehow
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acewithapaintbrush · 2 years
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Madrigal shenanigans prompt: the kids finding out that Bruno can be/still is a trouble maker?
"I'll leave this room for one hour and when I come back, I want you to tell me who did this."
"But-"
"One hour!"
Camilo and Isabela glare at each other as soon as Julieta leaves the room.
"Good going, doofus!" Isabela hisses through clenched teeth and swats at Camilo's shoulder. "Just own up to it already." 
Camilo rubs his arm and attempts to pout like he's seen Antonio do. He's not nearly as good at it as his little brother. "But it really wasn't me. You were the last one to see it. You must have done something to it." 
"How dare you! And why would I? I'm not as childish as you." 
"Well, I know it wasn't me, so it must have been you, Senorita Perfecta."
"You are the resident troublemaker. Didn't you just say yesterday that 'Trouble' is your middle name? Way to implicate yourself, dear primo" 
"Ohhh big word. Only the guilty throw around big words like that, don't you know?" 
The two kids are caught in a staring match when there is a slight cough from the doorway. 
Tio Bruno lounges against the frame, inspecting his fingernails as if they are the most interesting thing in the world. 
"Trouble, kids?" 
"Tio Bruno!" Isabela shouts and points a finger into Camilo's face which the boy promptly slaps away. "Camilo broke Tia Julieta's favorite pan and now he won't admit it!" 
Before Camilo can defend himself, Bruno shrugs. "Wasn't Cami."
"Hah!" The boy does a little victory dance. 
Isabela fumes. "But it wasn't me either!" 
"I know."
Camilo stops his victory dance so abruptly that he almost falls flat on his face. "Huh? Then who did it?" 
Bruno finally stops inspecting his nails. He grabs a corner of his ruana and dramatically drapes it over his lower face, like some kind of phantom. 
"It was me!" he booms with a deep voice. "It has been me all along! Muahahaha" 
"WHAT?" 
Bruno winces and drops the ruana. In seconds he is their awkward tio again, sheepishly rubbing his head. "It was an accident, actually. You see, I wanted to show Antonio how to slide down the hill out back on a pan, but I couldn't find the old one your mothers and I always used so we just took the biggest one we could find in the kitchen." He pouts and crosses his arms. "Stupid thing didn't even last one turn. They don't make them like they used to, kids." 
"Why wasn't I invited?" Camilo asks, outraged. 
Isabela just rolls her eyes. "Great, then you can tell Mama the truth." 
A glint enters Bruno's eyes. It's not a nice glint. 
"Oh, I don't think so. Remember when you two threw me to the wolves named Pepa and Julieta and left me to take the blame for the 'capybara incident' which had been totally your fault? Well, you know the saying. Karma is a doorbell. Ding dong. It's for you!" 
Camilo doesn't know if he should be angry or impressed while Isabela gapes like a fish out of water. "You can't… We'll tell her you did it!" 
"You can try." Bruno smirks. "But there are actually quite a few people who will swear up and down that they saw me in the village the whole day. That's the beauty of having so many people being assholes to you for almost your entire life and now realizing their mistakes. They kinda owe you big, you know?"
"That's ruthless, Tio Bruno!" Okay, so Camilo is definitely impressed now. 
Isabela not so much. "You are supposed to be the grown-up, responsible adult Tio Bruno!"
Bruno pats their heads and laughs. "Not today! Good luck, kiddos." 
He whistles as he saunters out of the room, leaving his beloved sobrino's to their doom. 
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applesap-fics · 1 year
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FABril day 6 - Photograph
G, 1385 words, Camilo & Isabela, implied Félix/Agustín/Bruno
Camilo and Isabela find incriminating pictures and have a few thoughts about them.
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Camilo is not proud of the meltdown he had when he found out his mami dated other guys before his dad. What he holds in his hands right now somehow feels even worse. 
In the back of his dad’s hobby cabinet that once stood in his parents’ room — now part of the pile of selectively sorted rubble next to what remains of Casita — he’s found a tintype photograph faded at the edges of his father kissing another woman. 
It makes no sense. His dad is plighted to Mom, his eternal devotion to her as clear as the morning sun. Surely this has been the case since the dawn of time; like the moon has the sun, like the night sky has the stars, his father has his mother and vice versa.
His mouth twitches. The pair doesn’t even look that young. The envelope he pulled it out of said ‘1923-1925’. Pa must’ve seen the woman right before Mami.
An intense cocktail of fury and denial swirls inside his chest and dries out his lips. Before he has time to process any of this, his cousin pops up behind him.
“Woah, is that tío Bruno?” Isabela says, peeking over his shoulder. Her words drop like stones from great heights because woah, is it? That’s absurd, and, no fucking way, no way no way no way.
“No,” Camilo croaks dismissively. “No way. I’m the only changeling here.” He squints and presses his nose against the paper to inspect the woman to confirm that she is not, in fact, their tío Bruno. But it’s a little difficult because the photo is in black and white and her face is turned toward…she’s kissing Papi. And Camilo’s hands are shaking.
He can’t color-type the woman in order to determine if she’s wearing Bruno green or Abuela maroon. Her hair is dark and curly like tía Julieta’s, falling to her shoulders, and parted with a bow the way Mami does it. She wears a modest dress that covers her from wrist to neck, a lace shroud draped over her shoulders; Abuela’s signature look. In her ears hang large hoops that look like Mami’s and her nose is kind of big for a lady-
“Guess you got it from him, then,” Isabela says. “Two dads! Wow. Good for you, Milo.”
He twists around. “He’s not my dad. This is probably just one of his telenovela things, right?” That last word comes out a tad too desperate, so he tries to rectify it with a weaker “right?”.
Isabela shrugs her shoulders. “He’s probably just goofing around.” Camilo can only hope so. Their uncle does that a lot. “Are there more?
In fact, there are more photographs. The two cousins huddle behind the cabinet, hidden from view from the others working around the construction site. There’s a bunch more in the envelope Camilo found the first offending tintype in, but a lot of them are simply pictures of their parents from when they were younger: tía Julieta without her worry lines. Mami and Papi — these feel much more correct. Young Abuela with braids, so weird. Tío Bruno in more dresses. Tío Agustín- oh. 
“Well, would you look at this,” Camilo says, waving the picture in his cousin’s face, hoping the anxious beating in his chest will disappear if he taunts her. “Seems like tío Bruno’s been getting around.”
Isabela snatches the tintype out of his hand. Sure enough, it’s tío Bruno and her father. Bruno wears a different top Camilo thinks is one of tía Julieta’s, bare at the shoulders with a shawl draped over them. His face is clean-shaven, softened with make-up, and he’s looking up at Agustín with an arm around his waist. Tío Gus looks down equally smitten. It’s a damn near exact copy of how he and tía Julieta always stand together, at ease like the unit they are. Having each other for support.
“He’s…He’s probably copying my mother,” Isabela says coolly. But she adds an equally fragile “right?” after. “It’s a joke.”
The problem is that it looks genuine, their affection. And not in a way Camilo knows Bruno roleplays. It’s the face he makes when he dreams away with a romantic story.
Barring the contentious truth that Papi used to date other people before Mami, the pictures make him feel weird. Like they’re snapshots into relationships Camilo isn’t supposed to be privy to. Hidden in the back of his father’s cabinet. Not both his parents’. Who has ever heard of three men in love?
“They look pretty into it,” Camilo says, feigning casualness. “But that would mean that our dads are…and…they’re not like that…are they?”
“It’s hard to imagine.” 
“Not that I think anything is wrong with that,” Camilo says, just in case. It would be hypocritical of him, after all. It’s just…it’s a bit of a blow to consider that Papi could be like him. “It’s like you said. Hard to imagine.”
Isabela gives him a queer, scrutinizing look. “No. I wouldn’t mind either.”
For a second, the world stands still against Camilo’s wish that it should get on with it.
Frowning, Isabela studies the picture for a moment longer. Then her face slackens a little as she gets used to the idea of her dad getting it on with their uncle. “If this is what we think it is, and that’s a big if, do you think they’re still…”
Camilo shrugs. 
Having tío Bruno back with the family is weird. Suddenly there’s this new guy messing up the dynamic between everyone. Mirabel has become an emotional support niece, like a crutch that Bruno uses to lean on whenever the family and the neighbors get to be too much. The triplets are a triad again, the unspoken gap filled with someone they have evidently missed between them. The stories that are coming out from the adults now don’t need to accord for one missing member. They no longer trip and fall over the guy they’re supposed to forget, or close the door on him like he’s a boogeyman to banish.
That last one is a very fun but problematic image Camilo helped perpetrate and hasn’t quite reconciled with. Really, Camilo kind of likes the guy. Bruno is shy but creative and outwardly odd. He’s nothing what he thought Bruno was.
No signs of a rekindling romance between Papi and los Tíos Ridículos though. Not that Camilo noticed, anyway. 
“Doesn’t look like it,” he says to Isabela.
“No?” she offers. “You don’t see tío Bruno looking all moony for no reason and wonder what he’s thinking about?”
“Sure I do. Just don’t think it’s about our dads. I mean, I kinda assumed that he did that because he’s Bruno.”
“Yeah,” Isabela agrees. “I’m not about to ask him, by the way.”
“You’re not?” Camilo asks disappointed. It’s been a while since he’s had an adventure — everyone else in the family seems to get one. “Then how are we supposed to find out-”
She places her hand on his shoulder. “Milo, maybe this is one of those things that’ll come out when it’s time.” 
Isabela’s secret weapon is congeniality. Camilo has always thought that poking and bullying that mask of perfection off of her is fun, knowing there’s a loser like him underneath the princess. But being on the receiving end of that generous face makes it hard to deny the resemblance between her and Abuela. Ergo, he crumples like a little boy under her gaze.
“If tío Bruno and our dads need to have a conversation,” she says sternly, “that’s between them. There’s no way I’m asking tío Bruno and freaking him out — if these photographs are what we think they are and he’s not just putting on a play.”
She has a point. There’s a chance he’ll flat out deny or skirt the issue, which Bruno has done before with less thrilling subjects than forbidden romance. It has been two months since the house fell down and their uncle got plastered back into their lives like a gob of spackle. He’s barely getting used to everyone seeing him. Literally.
“Or maybe it’s nothing and he just likes wearing lady’s dresses.” She shrugs with a smile.
The two of them gather all the photographs back into the envelope and place it in the back of Papi’s cabinet where Camilo found it, hiding the memories a little while longer until they’re ready to come out.
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jennjiart · 2 years
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Try to draw a pugdy face Bruno but...It didn’t turn out as well as I wanted. Hope you like it anyway!
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Hi! For Isabela and Alma prompts how about Isabela telling Alma she doesn't want to marry Mariano?
Ask and ye shall receive 💕
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"Such a perfect match and so good for the Encanto."
"Such a fine young man with our perfect Isabela will bring a new generation of magical blessings, and make both of our families stronger."
"The perfect gentleman for our perfect young lady."
Isabela could recite it all. She could copy Abuela's exact tone of voice if she wished. If she dared.
For so long, she'd smiled and nodded. She'd played along and agreed, parroting Abuela; "So perfect. He's so sweet. So wonderful. Everything will be perfect."
It was always on the tip of her tongue to say, "Abuela, I don't love him. I can't do this. I don't want to do this. I think you like him more than I do. Please, let's not go ahead."
She hadn't dared. Abuela was happy. The family was happy. The village was happy.
Isabela had told herself that was all she needed. How could she possibly break her poor grandmother's heart? Her abuela, who loved her so dearly, who was so excited for her...But Abuela was excited about a fantasy that simply didn't exist.
And Abuela was trying to be different now. She had apologised to everyone, she'd promised to stop holding on so tight. She apologised to Isabela for yelling and saying she was out of control. Abuela had even hesitantly asked her about all the stuff she'd grown before the Miracle went out.
Isabela was different too. For the first time ever, she was taking the time to find out who she was. She tried new things; she felt freer than she ever had before.
But among all the changes, there was one loose thread: Mariano Guzman.
Poor, sweet, air-headed, gentlemanly Mariano. She couldn't keep lying anymore.
She'd already told her parents that morning, but she insisted on telling Abuela herself, turning down their offers to help. All the same, Isa knew that Julieta and Agustín would be in ear-shot, ready to jump in if things went south. Isabela hoped they wouldn't. She hoped Abuela would listen to her this time.
"Abuela?" Isabela stood before her, her heart pounding. "I have something to tell you."
"Yes, amor?" Abuela smiled expectantly. Love and pride were in her gaze as always, shining like stars. Were those twin lights about to go out forever?
Isabela steadied her nerves and took a deep breath. Be brave, she told herself. You need to be brave. Tell the truth.
She looked Abuela straight in the eye.
"I don't want to marry Mariano."
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delisae · 1 year
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As much as I love friends to lovers Julieta and Agustín, them being enemies to lovers is just making me feel things.
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jacarandaaaas · 10 months
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I would absolutely LOVE to know what happened as soon as mirabel left. Because from what is shown she leaves during the night and isn’t found till morning so uh what the hell did that girl do for 10 hours??? Also how did the rest of the family react were they offered accommodation? were they searching all night for her? did anyone get mad at alma or was alma herself snapping at anyone? how did her parents feel after this? do they believe they contributed to how mirabel felt? how do they feel only just learning about isabela and Luisa’s struggles that had been happening for years? I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS LMAO
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justanisabelakinnie · 2 years
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omg I’m crying I didn’t even notice until now that Camilo is the only Madrigal alive to wear the same shirt as Pedro like-- 
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Awww-- 
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Aliana Garcia -shitty pepa au
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She and her family are the only ones that don't take Pepa's bs and they sometimes offer their home to Bruno and Mirabel. But they always refuse because they don't want to get them in trouble.
Aliana is like Mirabel's sister of sorts. She always visits her and Bruno and tried to be their light under Pepa's constant storms. Bruno knew her mother Rosita when they were younger and were just like brother and sister growing but that changed after pepa changed.
Pepa and her side of the family know of the Garcias and go out of their way to torment them. Rosita owns a restaurant near de plaza Encanto and Camilo always finds a way to break something, steal something important, or make something catch fire. That's why she bought a guard dog.
Aliana's father Fernando owns a shoe shop and there's always a sewing machine getting jammed or something on fire. That's also why the Garcia's have three of everything.
Dolores tries to listen in on the family for some information that will end them, but the Garcia family either writes down or signs what they need to say.
The Garcia family steers clear from the yellow family and if they see them from afar they will take a shortcut somewhere else. The only part of the yellow family they respect is Antonio. When he was born Rosita wanted nothing more than to take him, Mirabel, and Bruno away and leave.
Whenever Camilo and Aliana run into each other it's always a staring contest. tried to threaten her once but she told him about her rights as a human being and one of those rights is doing whatever TF she wants. But she said it politely and in the nicest way she can
"oh Camilo I'm a human being aren't I? so doesn't that mean I get to do whatever I want?" she asked looking all innocent
Rosita and Pepa sometimes cross paths but Rosi acts as if she doesn't see her(and most of the time she really doesn't but the two holes burning in the back of her skull usually tell her that pepa is around).
@toaverse
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wilygryphon · 2 years
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Dark Road puts an unsettling perspective over Encanto appearing as a world (should SE actually integrate the KH lore into a Disney world more than the vague underdeveloped MacGuffin Girl thing that is Princesses of Heart).
So, Baldr's issues boiled down to his unique circumstances (the power to see into people's hearts) causing him to see everyone else's light but coming to believe there was only darkness in his own heart, so he wasn't good like everyone else, including his sister. His depression and self-loathing were allowed to build up until that darkness manifested (also drawing on the darkness in his classmates that he could not recognize) and caused him to attack and murder his friends, starting with his own sister.
Now consider Mirabel. Her unique circumstances (not being given a magic superpower Gift by the Miracle) set her apart from the rest of her family, all of whom (aside from matriarch Abuela Alma) have fantastic powers. Everything surrounding and stemming from that resulted in her struggling with self-worth and comparing herself to her sisters and cousins growing up, and she did not recognize their own personal struggles. All of the generational trauma built up until the Casita started crumbling, and Mirabel and her family were forced to confront all of their baggage so they could break it all down and build their relationship back up.
See how that all lines up (aside from how it ended)? Should we see an Encanto world in a future Kingdom Hearts game, we might have to fight a Heartless born from Mirabel and the Madrigal family's darkness and psychological issues, and prevent history from repeating by helping them to heal. But yeah, if it goes that way, it is not going to be fun.
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