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Not to be that guy but can someone please draw Julieta and one of her daughters as this picture of Matilda and Ms. Honey? Cause first of all, Julieta in overalls would be literally adorable and second Julieta cutting out time for a picnic to make any one of her daughters feel special and loved would be the sweetest
Pls 🥺
#encanto#julieta madrigal#la familia madrigal#madrigal triplets#encanto triplets#encanto fan art#encanto prompt#mirabel madrigal#isabela madrigal#luisa madrigal
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Pepa vs Bruno
Pepa wins all rounds
Bruno walked over to the courtyard in the front of the high school to meet up with his sisters after school with several limps. Julieta noticed him limping over to her and Pepa and holding onto the side of his hip. The girls held onto their younger brother once he came by them and hugged him.
“Brunito; what happened? You look like you just got out of a wrestling match!” Julieta said as she dug through her backpack for an emergency arepa.
“I got into another fight with Pepa in the hallway and she ended up punching me right in the stomach and kicking me between my legs so now I can barely walk.”
Julieta slowly looked at her sister with a menacing glare. “Look! The fight started when Bruno attempted to convince me he was better than me at SOMETHING, but he knows that’s not true! I mean, look at him!”
“All of this started because she punched Rafael after he pushed Agustin and me against the wall and made our mouths bleed!”
“And you didn’t bother giving them the emergency arepas I packed for both of you?”
“I did; it’s just when they came out Bruno decided to come up to me and tell me that he would have taken Rafael out himself if he had the chance to.”
“And she decided to punch me in the stomach and kick me in the balls, and then said ‘talk to me when you stop acting delusional’.”
Julieta took a deep breath to keep her composure. Everything between her two younger siblings always had to end in violence, but it was never this bad before. She found one last emergency arepa in her bag and gave it to Bruno. Pepa rolled her eyes and glared at Bruno and he glared back at her.
“I’m sure there’s something I can beat you in!” Bruno said as he stuck his tongue out at Pepa.
“You’re absolutely insane! You’re lucky I didn’t cheat and electrocute you!” Pepa barked as she stuck her tongue out back.
“How about we walk back home and we can just do our homework together and not worry about that?” Julieta suggested. Pepa and Bruno rolled their eyes again and walked back home with Julieta without saying a word to each other.
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The triplets got home to see their mother in the kitchen getting started on dinner. They made their way to Casita’s courtyard to get their books out to start their homework. Julieta made her way between Pepa and Bruno in hopes they would not start another fight or bring up the one they were just in earlier that day.
“I really could have taken out Rafael if I was given the chance! You’re just still in denial of the fact that I can do all the same things you can!”
“Last week he picked you up and bent you like a twig! And you saw me take him out today! I could murder you in anything if I was given the chance!”
Julieta slammed her books down and rubbed the temples of her head. “Can we just let this go already?”
“How about I challenge you to several games, and the loser has to do the dishes for the next month!” Bruno said, ignoring Julieta.
“Sounds like a deal! I can’t wait to see the look on your face when you have to get stuck with all the dishes with no help for the next month!”
“NO! It’s not a deal! It’s pretty stupid that you’re fighting over this in the first place!” Julieta yelled in hopes to break it up.
Pepa and Bruno did not listen to a word their sister said. Both siblings stood up from their homework spots to stare directly at each other.
“There’s only one big rule we have to follow. No cheating by using our gifts to our advantage,” Bruno stated before they shook hands to make the deal official and looked straight at Julieta.
“And Julieta can be our scorekeeper!” Pepa suggested.
“No, I’m not getting involved in this in any way, shape, or form! Have fun with your little competition, but I’m not in!”
“Alrighty then; I guess we can call it off now and have you do the dishes for the next month with absolutely no help from either of us. That sounds like fun, doesn’t it, hermana?” Bruno said sarcastically.
Julieta tried her hardest not to give in. Pepa and Bruno have been fighting with each other since they learned how to walk and talk, and the last thing Julieta wanted to do was enable their behavior. At the same time, having to do the dishes by herself for an entire month was not something she wanted to risk. Doing the dishes in the Madrigal household was a three-person job nowadays, since the triplets are now at the age where they are eating absolutely everything they could possibly get their hands on. Because of that, all three triplets had to do the dishes together every night in order for the kitchen to be clean every day.
“Fine! I’ll be your scorekeeper! But both of you will owe me after this!”
“Then it’s a deal! We’ll start easy; a round of futbol.” Pepa started.
“I am pretty good at futbol, so let’s go!” Bruno replied.
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The triplets made their way to Casita’s backyard and Julieta grabbed a futbol from the shed. Casita turned the backyard into a futbol field, with goals at both ends. Julieta put the ball in the middle of the field and gave Pepa and Bruno the okay to start the game. The game started and the two younger triplets gave it their all for just the first round. Julieta knew Pepa and Bruno were competitive with each other before, but it was never as bad as it was at that moment. They were willing to break each other’s legs for this.
It was not long before Pepa scored the first goal. Julieta wrote one tally mark on her white board underneath Pepa’s name. Pepa smirked at her brother and did her victory dance as he stared at her with annoyance.
“That’s not fair! I wasn’t ready yet!”
“What do you mean you weren’t ready? Julieta gave the okay to start and you were in position!”
“Stop arguing! We need to start the next round!” Julieta interrupted as she picked up the futbol and put it back in the middle of the field.
Pepa and Bruno made their way back to their starting positions to start the next round. Julieta gave them the okay to start and Pepa and Bruno began to run to the ball. Pepa immediately kicked the ball before Bruno could set his foot on it. She pushed him out of the way to score the next goal. Julieta updated the score on the white board.
“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Bruno yelled as he kicked the grass and sat on the ground, already feeling defeated.
“Have you given up yet?” Pepa jeered.
“No! It’s only two nothing! We still have a whole game and many others to go!”
“Alrighty then, hermanito. Let’s go.”
The futbol game continued for a half hour. Pepa scored goal after goal after goal before Julieta called off the game. She revealed the final score to reveal Pepa won ten to nothing. She jeered again in Bruno’s face before he pushed her to the ground.
“We still have more games to play before it’s over! You only won one game!” Bruno yelled before Pepa got up.
“Good luck. This was the easiest game in the set,” Pepa replied.
“I’m still confident I’ll win something. Give me your hardest.”
The triplets made their way back inside Casita as it turned the futbol field back into the backyard. Bruno was so desperate to prove he could beat Pepa in something that he suggested as many games as he could.
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Pepa and Bruno played game after game after game; Chess, Capture the Flag, a one on one Tug of War, you name it. Every single one Pepa won with ease. Bruno was beginning to feel tired and defeated; he realized there was nothing he could beat Pepa in at that point.
“OKAY!! I give up, Pepa! You win. Truce?” Bruno cried.
Pepa rolled her eyes and laughed before reaching her hand out to her brother. “Truce, hermanito.” And the siblings shook hands. Julieta exhaled deeply in relief as she and her younger siblings made their way back to the courtyard.
“I guess I’m doing the dishes for a whole month.”
“It’s okay, Bruno; I’ll help you with the dishes on a couple nights if you ever feel too overwhelmed,” Julieta agreed.
“That wasn’t part of the bet, Juli!” Pepa interrupted.
“I was never part of the bet in the first place!”
Pepa rolled her eyes and exhaled. “Fine; you can help him, but only when he’s feeling super overwhelmed.”
“Deal.”
#encanto#disney#disney's encanto#encanto asks#encanto fanfic#encanto fanfiction#encanto prompt#julieta madrigal#pepa madrigal#bruno madrigal#madrigal triplets#pb&j triplets#young madrigal triplets#fanfic prompt#fanfiction prompt#madrigal triplet shenanigans#la familia madrigal
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How about an Encanto Swap AU?
But instead of powers, we swap the canon Madrigal family (Post-Encanto) that grew up with an Abuela/Mama Alma with an AU Madrigal Family where it was Abuelo/Papa Pedro that lives.
It was the whole family that were transported to different worlds, only Alma and Pedro were left to their own worlds. Just imagine Camilo transforming into the 75y/o version of canon Alma and how the AU Pedro will react finding how beautiful her esposa should’ve been if she was alive- and vise versa. 🥹 And how the triplets and the grandkids would enjoy Abuelo’s company, but at the same time, it just isn’t the same without Abuela - and vice versa as well. 😅
#encanto headcanon#encanto prompt#encanto au#encanto hc#alma madrigal#pedro madrigal#madrigal family#julieta madrigal#pepa madrigal#bruno madrigal#isabela madrigal#dolores madrigal#luisa madrigal#camilo madrigal#mirabel madrigal#antonio madrigal#encanto swap au
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Machi's #15 DPxDC Idea
Bruce couldn't understand what was happening, or why, or how, or why, or when, or well, anything at all. One day he found two civilians, two teens goofing around the cave like two newlyweds. When Batman, with capital B; tried to interrogate them he only got mockery.
"What's with the long face?" They said before disappearing through one of the smaller caves. For a moment Bruce thought he had hallucinated the Asian boy and the Hispanic girl. Only to find the same Hispanic girl with a blond boy making out on Red Robin's bike. Plus another couple with them! And all of them were holding hands!
Then, a few days later, while he was investigating the lower levels of the batcave he found a black boy with a red beanie flirting with Jason, and Jason was flirting back? Batman had to pull everybody out of the caves and call for an emergency meeting. Only to find a boy with black hair passed out at the meeting table, using Batman's reports as cushions. Sitting next to him was a girl with also dark hair drinking with a straw from a coconut.
"Poor Danny," she said. "After all these years he still can't deal with alcohol." And then she promptly started to offer coconut milk to everyone.
He snapped at her but she only raised an eyebrow and left carrying the boy, Danny, on her back. And then the music started. Day and Night it would start playing at the most random moments. Samba, Rumba, Fados, Boleros, K-pop, anything went in, they even accepted petitions if the kids yelled loud enough. Steph had gotten in the habit of asking for Kill Bill's OST and Dick constantly asked for Taylor Swift. They even answered when Damian complained about their choices and asked for Chopin's nocturne. And then the batcave started to grow flowers! And trees? And the fruit was edible? What the heck?
"Sounds to me like you have a nymph infestation," said Wonder Woman after hearing his rant report. Batman stared at her like she had grown another head.
"I mean, flower powers, free love, did they have pointed ears?" Batman nood. "Yup, definitely a nymph infestation." Batman kept staring at her. Don't look at me like that, they are very common where I come from. The only solution is to wait until they get bored and move on. If you try to get rid of them violently not only you will fail. But also will risk the wrath of the gods." Batman kept staring. Wonder woman sighed. "I will call Pan to see if he is missing any nymphs and wants them back".
#machi's idea#dpxdc#dp x DC#batman#danny Phantom#prompts#Fae Danny#Fae Amity Park#Free love Amity Park#Everybody is into everybody#Sam has plant powers#So they always have food#They keep moving so they don't extenuate the soil and to let it rest#it is called letting a field lie fallow#so the soil can restore their natural nutrient balance#wonder if Luisa in Encanto does the same#bc her powers are useless without soil to grow#not to mention Poison Ivy#to make such a huge plants the soil must suffer a lot#Responsible agriculture#This tags got out of control pretty quickly#summary#Amity Park is weird#there is a massive polycule and they travel the world partying and exploring#and sometimes they do chores for CW#like finding the pools of rancid ectoplasm and cleaning them#wait until they make it to Nanda Parbat#Ras Al Ghoul will have an aneurysm#Dani will have Thalia
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Inspo:
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#encanto#bruno madrigal#la familia madrigal#bruno madrigal x reader#encanto prompts#encanto fanart#the madrigals#bruno madrigal x oc#bruno madrigal fanart#Instagram
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Here’s a pretty hilarious pic that can be used as a prompt
#submission#onward-magic-princess-barista#otp#squad#third wheel#3 people#draw your ocs#2 people#silly#otp and friend#weird#awkward#encanto#draw your characters#draw your characters like this#draw the ocs#drawing prompt#prompt#squad referencedraw your ocs#pose reference#tag your ocs#imagine your ocs#draw your otp#draw your otp like this#draw the otp#uhh#confused#nervous and excited#nervous#panic
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Maybe some Encanto?
a continuation of 1 2 3
Mirabel tries to find it ironic, how she went from hiding her lack of powers to hiding their existence, but mostly it just makes her sad.
She’s not lying about everything, of course. The town knows that she now holds the miracle. They know that Casita answers only her, now. They know that she can call the earth to move beneath their feet and shift rivers as if they’d never flowed in any other direction.
That’s the point where people got scared. That’s the point where she started lying.
Casita lives in every inch of their home.
Mirabel’s power is Casita’s. The stronger she grows, the more she learns, the more that is within her grasp to manipulate and change and control.
She doesn’t want to hurt anyone. She would never to do anything to upset the villagers or her family.
If it’s easier for them to think that Mirabel’s influence has limits, then that’s what she’ll let them believe.
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@wdtajn week 2: horrorrrrr 👻
Heavily influenced by @thehairsonthebackofyourneck!!
In case the font is hard to read it says: “Surely she was just hearing things. Surely nothing was behind that wall.”
#first time doing horror WOOOO#This prompt was a challenge bc I like NEVER do horror but I’m pretty happy with how it turned out!#wdtajn#my encanto fanart
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#encantober
Encantober is an Encanto fandom event with themes for each day of the month of October (link to theme list in a copy/pasteable format Here), inspired by the concept of Inktober. Encantober is open to any and all content, including art, drabbles, one-shots, and more.
Fanworks can be shared via the #Encantober tag on tumblr and/or posted as part of the AO3 collection HERE.
Rules:
Works must be a part of the Encanto (2021) fandom. OCs, AUs, and crossovers are permitted.
Works must adhere to one of the Encantober themes.
Series of Encantober works are welcome.
No incest.
QA:
Q: Can I link prompts together? Or multiple prompts into one work?
A: Linking works together to create a story series is a wonderfully creative idea! However, combining multiple prompts into one work defeats the purpose of the daily prompt challenge. Each work (or chapter in a series) should focus on one prompt.
Q: Do I have to participate every day?
A: You do not have to participate every day. This is meant to be fun, so please don’t stress yourself out.
Q: Do I need to publish my work on the specific day listed?
A: No. We ask that you not publish before the specific day you're filling, but we will reblog late entries.
Q: Why aren’t my posts being reblogged?
A: Either you posted it out of order (we will reblog late prompts, but not early ones!), forgot to tag #Encantober, or the admin team just missed it! We’re doing the best we can across timezones <3
Browse:
Use the links below to find the works for each prompt in our archive!
1 Sunset, 2 Siblings, 3 Reunion, 4 Mystery, 5 Cold, 6 Heart, 7 Storm, 8 Question, 9 Time, 10 Help, 11 Liminal, 12 Nerves, 13 Fear, 14 Safety, 15 Midnight, 16 Grief, 17 Home, 18 Sleep, 19 Clock, 20 Vision, 21 Age, 22 Reflection, 23 Roots, 24 Memory, 25 Quiet, 26 Lost, 27 Grave, 28 Moon, 29 Mask, 30 Blood, 31 Sunrise
#encanto#encantober#encanto fandom event#daily prompts#encanto disney#The prompts are darkest before the dawn ;)
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Here are the prompts for #Madrigaydays2023 ! This event will be running from June 24-30. If you habe any questions, feel free to ask.
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Encanto idea:
The whole Encanto realizes they never celebrated Mirabel's Quinceanera, and they only have one month left until it's too late (when she turns 16)
so they plan the party while Antonio distracts the guest of honor until it's time (isabella, Alma, and the villagers may or may not have lingering guilt for their treatment toward Mirabel)
It was a simple fact, even though it was horrifying.
Mirabel had not been given a quinceanera.
Isabela, at the time, hadn't questioned it. She was distracted by Mariano's hints that he would propose sometime this year and Abuela's cheer at the fact. Mirabel's birthday itself had almost slipped her mind. She had summoned a bouquet of flowers- multicolored, like Mirabel's creations- before distracting herself with practicing her reaction to said proposal.
Of course, said proposal had been a disaster, Casita had fallen down, and Isabela had discovered herself and rebuilt her relationship with Mirabel.
Which left a fact niggling at her brain.
Mirabel had not been given a quinceanera.
Abuela felt just as awful as she did about it. In fact, it was her idea to create a make-up quinceanera a month before her sixteenth birthday. It would be a little weird, but hey. All birthdays were weird.
And now Isabela was rummaging through Mirabel's closet, hoping to find a dress that she could take to the seamstress. A month was too little time to make an entirely new dress. The same day was too little time!
But they would make it work. They had made everything else work.
Isabela pushed past a few dresses. No, no, no. This one was already covered in embroidery, this one was too flat, this one had too little ruffles... "Come on, she's gotta have a good dress," Isabela hissed. "Somewhere, come on..."
She came to a stop.
The dress she stared at was flat without the petticoats and Mirabel to fill it up, but the design of embroidery candles, changing the soft peacock blue to a mixture of blue and gold, was show-stopping. No doubt. It was a quinceanera dress.
But why was it here?
"Isa?"
Isabela made a noise that she chose to identify as a yelp, whirling around and slamming the wardrobe shut. Mirabel stared at her with a brow raised, holding a stack of clothes. "Mirabel! Hi! What are you doing here?" Nobody could deny they were sisters with that last part.
"Uh...it's my room?" Mirabel cocked her head. "What are you doing?" Her brows furrowed together. "If you're looking for your black summer dress, I think Camilo took it."
"No, I'm not- Wait, what did you say about my dress-" Wait, no, she could deal with that later. "I was looking for something...else, when I found this." Isabela held out the quinceanera dress. "What is this?"
Mirabel glanced at it as she set the clothes down, the furrow in her brow easing to be replaced by it raising. "My quinceanera dress?"
"No, I mean, why do you have one?" Isabela maybe shook it a little bit. "We never threw you a quinceanera."
Mirabel's brow raised even higher. "Yes, we had one?" She sounded like she was ready to call for their mother. "I mean, you probably don't remember it, you were dancing with Mariano all night." What. "It wasn't a big community event like your quinceanera, but I wanted it to be small."
"...we threw you a small quinceanera?"
"Yeah?" Mirabel stepped forward, raising a hand to Isabela's forehead. "I asked Abuela if it could just be the family and some of my friends. She agreed but insisted we invite the Guzmans." Her brow dropped back into a furrow when she failed to find a fever. "I've always hated big public birthday events, but I like the Guzmans so I agreed. Isabela, are you okay?"
Isabela batted her hand away, panic seizing her heart. If that was true, than she and Abuela had possibly done something really stupid. Mirabel,according to the girl herself, hated big public birthday events and that was exactly what was being set up in the town square. "I'm fine! I just...don't remember your quinceanera, that's all."
Mirabel stared at her even harder. "The pictures are on the quinceanera wall," she said, slowly. "I mean, we don't all look at that wall every day, but it's there. Isabela, I think I should call Mami-"
"I'M FINE!" Isabela shoved past, setting the dress on Mirabel's bed as she passed. "I just remembered that I need to do something." She paused, glancing back at her sister. "I...uh...bye- ABUELA!"
Mirabel cried out behind her, but Isabela was already running.
Hopefully, to stop what was going to be the most awkward event ever.
#Encanto#my writing#Isabela Madrigal#Mirabel Madrial#hc that after her gift ceremony Mirabel hates big birthday parties where all eyes will be on her. Antonio's ceremony really pushed on that#fic#fanfic#fanfiction#prompt fill#prompt fic
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Encantober day 2: Strength
Redraw of this storyboard by Ryan Green. Supportive Luisa and Bruno doing his best.
#encanto#encantober#my art#bruno madrigal#luisa madrigal#I forgot to add more weight. but I think it’s funnier that he can’t lift the flimsy lil thing I drew#maybe he got it an inch or two idk where the floor is#also I just made it it’s 11:30 here#not doing all of encantober btw just the ones I get ideas for as they come#I’m no stranger to monthly prompts so I know the feel of spending all day brainstorming and coming up with the worst shit#not doing that in this fun stress free fandom#most likely will be 100% drawing. I don’t think I could do fics for these but who knows#my words
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If the magic failed, that meant they were doing something wrong. Not working hard enough. Not dedicated enough. Not helping enough.
The Madrigals worked harder than ever. Work and dedication would keep the Miracle burning. Abuela told them now, more than ever, that they must be strong. They must be grateful. They would serve and strengthen their community, thereby proving themselves worthy of their precious Miracle.
Bruno was gone. Mirabel was Gifless.
Isabela was thrust into her role more than ever. The shining example, the good girl. The perfect rose. Graceful, beautiful, sweet, perfect Isabela.
She couldn’t falter. Not even for a second.
Abuela was counting on her.
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A study in Isabela Madrigal's reflection over the years. How it changes and how her own perception of herself changes with it.
#encantober#encantober 2023#prompt: reflection#isabela madrigal#la familia madrigal#abuela alma madrigal#alma madrigal#julieta madrigal#mirabel madrigal#agustin madrigal#felix madrigal#pepa madrigal#bruno madrigal#dolores madrigal#camilo madrigal#luisa madrigal#antonio madrigal#mariano guzman#senora guzman#encanto#encanto fanfic#encanto fanfiction#update#new story#one shot#isabela my beloved
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AN Encanto Fanfic idea:
An angsty fan fic idea or maybe this is a drabble already?
* So Abuela Alma doesn’t have an actual gift on her own, at least not something that can’t be seen. But she has some sort off a little bit of spark of every powers that the Madrigal family gets. But no one knows this except her. And its something that she can’t usually control.
* Like she doesn’t get an actual vision, but she usually have that strong gut feelings on what’s about to happen. She can’t make flowers or plants appear out of nothing, but for some reason the flowers that she takes care of on her room lives longer than they should. She can’t heal with a meal, but she’s got that magic touch that sometimes reduces the pain whenever she touches any of the family who are in pain. She can’t understand what the animals were actually saying, but like with Casita, she seems to gets the sense of what they want to convey. Even Alma is not sure if she got an actual gift, but a part of her feels like she has because everytime a new member got a gift, she feels a warm tingling sensation within her.
* On the day the Casita fell, what if Mirabel was actually crushed and dying when the family found her. Julieta found Mirabel first, barely alive. As everyone gathers around Mirabel in tears, and telling her to hold on, and that help is coming. Abuela found her way beside her nieta. The candle is not yet fully extinguished and she still feels a bit of the power fading within her as well.
*She hold on to Mira on one hand, and on the candle with her other hand. Abuela prayed on the remains of Casita, of the candles, of the miracle, of that little spark of remaining power within her. And with everything she got, she’ve pushed and pushed all her life to make that spark of power grow. And she focused all of it in her hand, as she asked the miracle to let her make this sacrifice one last time, for her nieta.
*And so as Abuela touched Mira’s cheeks, she leaned closer to her nieta’s ear and told her that she loves her. A bright glow from her palm touches Mira, then in an instant all her injuries healed, all cuts were closed, all broken bones were fixed. But as soon as Mira were able to sit down. Abuela then collapsed beside her. Just as sudden, all of Mira’s supposed injuries now appears to Abuela. She’s now the one who is bleeding, coughing blood, and dying.
*Julieta was scared and reached out to her Mama. She was so confused on what happened, and how it happened. She thought she was losing her daughter, but now she’s losing her Mama. She can’t barely talk, all she was able to say was “Why?”. Abuela, with her last strength, touched her daughter’s face and said “Because mija, the familia no longer need me, but you all need Mira.”
*Abuela’s last words probably were “Te Amo mi niños” and “Lo siento” And then as she took her last breath, the Casita started moving and rebuild itself. It was like Pedro all over again. With Abuela’s sacrifice, the casita emerged again from the rubbles and all the powers came back. But now, on the standing new building, the door that used to belongs to Abuela is now a glowing unopened door. Which eventually was opened by Mirabel. Her figure is now the one holding the candle.
#julieta madrigal#abuela alma madrigal#alma madrigal#mirabel madrigal#madrigal family#la familia madrigal#encanto fanfic idea#encanto headcanon#encanto drabble#encanto prompt#encanto au
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Encantober Day 9: Time ✡️
Jews traditionally pray three times a day, wrapping tefillin (the black boxes on Bruno's forehead and arm) and wearing a tallit (prayer shawl) during the morning prayer only.
I like to think that Bruno's tallit belonged to Pedro but that he also has one of this own that Mirabel had a hand in making.
#encanto#encantober#bruno madrigal#jewish madrigals#encanto fan art#my art#stuff i've posted#posting the time prompt a day late hahaha
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