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hectic-hector · 7 months
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Is Bruno Kenough for you? Or is he Brunough? 😎
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glitternightingale · 2 years
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Could you draw pepa and julieta refusing to let go of bruno in fear that they might lose him again if they did let go
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Here’s my contribution to the Encanto Big Bang! I was partnered with @Sadelsa
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calicoyo · 2 years
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“I am so proud of the woman you’ve become, mija.”
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glendybluebird · 2 years
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💙Queen of Healing💙
✨Queen Julieta and King Agustín✨
This is a fantasy AU "Encanto Empire"
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💙Queen of the Healing💙
Each Madrigal has their own title.
Pepa - Queen of the Skies
Julieta - Queen of Healing
Bruno - King of Time.
Madrigal children: Coming Soon after Bruno
As mentioned, Encanto is an empire, ruled by the Empress, Alma Madrigal.
Each of her children had their own title as King and Queens, and has their own palace.
The Madrigal triplets may have their own palaces, but each are connected by structure and magic.
The Empire includes a lot of other  kingdoms from other royal families, who unlike the Madrigals, practice witchcraft.
The Miracle will be the one to choose which among the Madrigal children will inherit the Empress' throne.
It's a complicated AU that has a lot of details and etc.
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scarlettrosedust · 1 year
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Happy early Valentine’s Day💘💕
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queenofthedisneyverse · 3 months
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My version of the Tainted Miracle Au
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Isabela, she started out as the tomboy of the family, loved playing in mud, pulling flowers out from the root to give to her mama, reading about all kinds of plants, etc.
Alma, however, wanted the girl to be more girly so when she became four, she started teaching the girl how to do more feminine things. The miracle didn't know that was going to be a problem but knew what her gift was going to be and blessed with the gift of creating beautiful plants of all kinds.
By the time Mirabel came along she was turning into a perfect feminine version of the tomboy she used to be. But being only eleven, she still tried to hold her childish nature and play with her younger sisters and primos.
But whenever she got too rough or messy, she gets scolded.
"Isabela! You got your dress dirty, the seamstress didn't custom tailor it for you to treat it like that."
After Mirabel got her gift, which was crystal, glass, and diamond creation. She was forced into the perfection role with Isabela being tasked to teach Mirabel what she knows.
At eight Mirabel noticed Camilo, Luisa, and Dolores didn't nearly get as much praise as She and Isabela did. so, she started helping them. She started making cute accessories and dresses (or at least attempted it) for Luisa to wear around town. Same for Camilo and Dolores.
She taught her primos and hermana how to walk agile, how to sit straight, and keep a smile. Dolores wasn't really all for it but tried her best. People would often ask for certain types of jewelry or just about anything made of glass or crystal. So, she would have Camilo, Dolores, and Luisa help her mail them around town if they would be in the area.
Camilo would model as Mirabel's manniquin when it came to Mirabel making clothes for the family. Alma saw this and in turn, gave him praise for helping her "Chica Diamante Perfecta"
They would also help Isabela with mailing certain flowers to certain homes or just give them to people when Isabela handed them the flowers to pass out.
They all would get praise for helping Mirabel and Isabela out…but this took a turn. It was expectant for them to be pretty and helpful just like Mirabel and Isabela.
Camilo could no longer slouch over or do boyish things. He was now supposed to help Mira, be a perfect babysitter (in other words mother), respectful, clean, and eat a normal portion of food.
Luisa was now supposed to handle herself with grace when doing chores in town. No running, no dirtying clothes that Mirabel made for you, head up, back straight, swift movements.
Dolores was now actually forced to socialize and "not be seen as rude" because she used to stay in her room too much. Earmuffs (that look like stylish earpieces) are mandatory for her if she has to socialize, luckily Mirabel made her some cute earmuffs for her to wear.
Overtime Isabela wasn't liking the attention being taken away from her and became distant. In her mind, they were all taking away her chance at becoming a Matriarch and making abuela proud.
Oh! New idea! Alma constantly holds the "you might become the future candle holder if you keep this up" trophy over them.
The other grandkids picked up hobbies to appease Alma. Camilo: Baking, sewing, and painting. Dolores: Writing, crafting, and ballet. Luisa: kindergarten volunteer, candle making, and knitting.
"H- Here you go Abuela, strawberry buñuelo's just how you like them" Camilo handed Alma the cookies. In return he got a thank you but he still couldn't help but doubt. Was it enough? should I make more? I hope they were decorated good enough…please be proud
When Antonio is born and grows up, he's still the same shy kid. But Alma, having five other perfect grandchildren, is teaching him how to be just like them after his ceremony.
Antonio (let's say two years after his ceremony), is started to mimic his siblings and primas behavior.
"I have to be mature, sit up straight, don't get dirty, help the town, be polite, become the future matriarch and make abuela proud"
Everything was fine, until Isabela's wedding day. just before she walks down the aisle, her whole life of suffering flashes before her eyes…and she snaps at the realization that her life wasn't her own.
she ran all the way from the church and to Casita. goes for the candle to snuff it out and fails, ending up getting shocked and scarred by it.
She figured she had enough time to write a letter to her primas and hermanas on what happened. Writing everything she could as fast as she could and left it in Mirabel's room marked as "Hermana's and primo's eyes only."
"To mi hermanas and primos, I'm so sorry I've been so distant with you and mean to you. Alma just molded me into something she wanted me to be since my ceremony day. She told me that if I stayed strong, independent, and perfect that I'll one day be a matriarch…like she told all of you. She stole my youth, stole yours, and is going to steal Antonio's youth if we let her…get the candle. It gave me scars but maybe, if you bide your time and plan correctly, you'll get the candle without it hurting you and maybe she'll listen to you. if not…destroy it, it's obviously the only thing she cares about if she doesn't want to hear your pain"
One after one, they all tried to reason with her...and ended up scarred and in a donkey barn...plotting the demise of the remaining madrigal adults, especially Alma's.
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What about their parents?
What about Bruno?
What happened to Bruno?
How does Alma treat Julieta and Pepa?
Just a little insight on how messed up the kids really are in the au
Mannerisms
Designs and relationships
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Battle with own mind
Future outfits
See this version of Isabela's villain song as all the madrigal grandkids villain song.
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favficbirthdays · 5 months
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Happy Birthday
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Julieta Madrigal (17th October)
Encanto
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Bruno: How's the parent life treating you? Julieta: It’s exhausting. I never knew someone could cry so much, it never stops. Bruno: The kid will grow out of it eventually, right? Julieta: Oh, no! Isabela is amazing, she hardly ever cries. Bruno: But I thought- Pepa, sobbing while holding baby Isabela: I LOVE HER SO MUCH
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lunatic-flores · 2 years
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𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑷𝒖𝒍𝒔𝒆.
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 : 𝐽𝑢𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑡𝑎 didn't know that her precious 𝒅𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 would hide a big secret from her since she was little, until the day she turned nineteen.
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There she is,
Standing alone in cold while holding a basket of fruits. Trying to remember what is she supposed to do in this life.
Her eyes kept staring into the lake as if she's having her own scenario in her own little world. (Y/N) shakes her head as she shift her gaze to where the casita is.
It's been eighteen years, she haven't told her biggest secret to her mother. She doesn't have any confidence to do so, her heart was beating so slow as if it could stop at any moment.
Her face was always pale since she was born in this cruel world, of course she tried her best to keep healthy, Some days, much like this one, (Y/N) felt slipping away from herself. Hallucinating almost everyday. She also barely eat, sleep, and almost never talk to any of her family.
She could hear the distant noise of her sister calling her name multiple times, so she turned fully to the source is. “Oh, Mirabel.” she mutters quitely making the youngest one cross her arms.
“You're daydreaming again, (Y/N).” the older sister raises her eyebrows as she soften her gaze to the younger one, “I am? I think i'm just tired.”
Mirabel frowns, clearly suspicious towards (Y/N). “Say, why don't you go take some rest and i'll do your chores.” the latter widen her eyes, “What? No, i still need to carry these fruits and those ingredients for Mamá—”
She immediately cut off when the youngest Madrigal snatch the basket of fruits from her, it surprises her that she can carry the heaviest basket of hers. “Nope! You're going to get some rest, Mi Hermana. You look very tired, so please.” Mirabel begged making the older one sighs in defeat.
“Okay, but don't overdo it, Mirabel. And thank you so much.” (Y/N) pats her younger sister head as she give her a small smile. How unfortunate, she's not going to see her growing up to a beautiful young lady.
She watches her youngest sister walked away while trying her best not to fall along with the fruits she just picked from the garden. (Y/N)'s smile falters as she put her hand on her chest to make sure that she still can feel the weak heart.
Not many people liked (Y/N) in the town, due to her cluelessness always bringing about misfortune, which she was very unaware of.
About her condition, as well, meant that they would have to take care of her more. People stayed away from (Y/N), except children, but even then the parents would hastily call them away.
(Y/N) never thought much about it, unaware of the scary rumours that revolved around her. People just didn’t like her. That’s it.
She's far different compared to Isabela who is loved by the people in town. Isabela was the opposite of her, as if she's the source light of life and (Y/N) is just a dark cold shadow who keeps hiding in their place.
But like i said, (Y/N) tried her best. She really did. For her Abuela, for the family, for the Encanto. Her thoughts were immediately interrupted when she remembered something, (Y/N) immediately returned to Casita and immediately took the teddy bear she had just sewn.
Surprisingly, she will give the doll to her mother, Julieta. A soft smile slowly crept on her pale face as she look at the stuffed teddy bear with crude stitching she had done to the teddy bear's chest.
(Y/N) held the teddy close to her chest and began to search for her mother presence. When she's about to enter the kitchen, she saw Isabela being healed by their mother.
“You hurt your ankle again?” “Sí, Mamá.” Julieta sighs as she hold her daughter's beautiful— perfect face carefully. For some reason, (Y/N)'s weak heart ache at the sight.
“Remember, Be careful next time.” Julieta smiles at Isabela who nodded her head. “I will, Thank you for the arepa, Mamá.” the perfect Madrigal giggles as she embrace her mother.
Until they heard something fall from the counter as they shift their gaze and only found a cute handmade teddy bear on the floor. Julieta slowly walked to the stuffed bear and pick it up while admiring it by flipping it over her palms.
“Do you know who made this?” Julieta asked her eldest daughter, “I don't know, i think it's Mirabel since she loved to sew.” Julieta smiles at the thought about her youngest daughter wanted to surprise her but failed.
“I'll be going now, don't want to leave the chores alone by itself!” Isabela quickly excuse herself as she flashed her mother a grateful smile and then leave the older woman alone in the kitchen with a stuffed teddy bear.
(Y/N) can only shut her mouth, almost having a heart attack by her own action after tripping herself. She internally scremed at herself, (Y/N) can only ducked her head in shame.
Not long after, She gasp as she've weathered another round of suffering, taking a moment to catch her breath and allow her heart to regain its ability to pump blood through her body.
“I have to take my meds, or else ... I won't be seeing her tomorrow on my birthday.” she mumbles while rub her backhead bashfully.
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There is no doubt that (Y/N) is going to die. Soon.
The young Madrigal keeps trying to find a courage to tell her mother that she is the one who sewed the stuffed teddy bear. Sadly, she doesn't have any.
Her weak heart keep beating and beating slowly as if begging for her to stop moving and rest for a while. But she keeps forcing herself to hit the limits, she keeps trying her best.
Not long after, she gave in, expecting for the worst as she enters the kitchen and see her mother is busy cooking for breakfast.
“Uh— Mamá?” (Y/N) called, Julieta stop her work and then turned to see her daughter, “Oh, (Y/N)! G'morning Corazón, Also— Happy birthday!” Julieta greeted her daughter as if she's still baby then hugged her tightly.
(Y/N) didn't hugged her back, making Julieta's smile falter. “Mi vida, are you okay?” The mother asks, (Y/N) raises her eyebrows as she soften her gaze.
“Yes, everything is okay but— i just want to let you know that the stuffed teddy bear you found yesterday, was sewed by me.” the daughter replies as she shift her gaze to the teddy bear where Julieta put it on the counter.
Julieta gasps, “You sewed? Since when? It's wonderful!” Julieta take the teddy bear and began to inspect it again. “I uh— two months ago, and i wanted to give it to you but i failed.” The second eldest daughter of hers ducked her head in embarassement.
“That is so sweet of you, Mi Amor, thank you— i love it. He looks very cute,” (Y/N) notices that Julieta's gaze was stop at the stitching chest on the teddy bear. “He got a heart transplant,” (Y/N) explains making the healer raises her eyebrows in question, tracing the stitching with her hand. “His heart was sick so he got a new one.”
Julieta soften her gaze and then kiss the teddy bear's chest. “Then, i'm glad you're the one who healed him.” the healer laughed at her daughter's priceless expression.
“Yes, i am glad.” she mutters, looking at her mother sadly. The grief inside her began to build up and swell in her chest, and it hurt her so badly.
She was so alone, so sad. She felt as if someone was stabbing at her weak heart with a knife, and it hurts do badly. She never thought that she's going to die and never see the loving mother and Family.
(Y/N) doesn't know why either she hides this weak heart of hers. The way she born different from her sisters and cousins. It made her heart drop. The meaning of a presence will be felt when the loss has taken it, if that happens, then only regret will be created.
She knew that if she dies, Julieta would blame herself for giving her a weak body, a weak heart. Weak lungs to breathe. A part of her didn't want that to happen.
“I haven't eat Mamá's arepa since i was little ... What will happen if i eat them again? Will this weak heart of mine would be stronger and healed?” (Y/N) mumbles making the older woman tilt her head in confusion.
“What did you just say?” the young Madrigal gulped, “Nothing, just some chores. Abuela wants me to deliver those packages again.” (Y/N) reasoned and then give her mother a warm smile.
“Alright then, be careful. If anything happens, find me at my stand like always, okay?” Julieta tiptoes to kiss her daughter's forehead and then her nose, making (Y/N) giggles.
“See you later, Ma!” little did Julieta know, (Y/N) take one of her arepa to test herself out before she's too late to try. The latter sprinted to their garden and then stare at the arepa for a moment.
“Okay then, you only live once. The moment of truth—”
(Y/N) immediately shoves the arepa into her mouth in a second and then let her favor the taste.
But she doesn't know that her hope betrayed her.
Two minutes later, she felt something inside her started to build up making her coughs so hard, (Y/N) close her mouth her both pf her hands as she tried her best to ease her coughing.
Her breath hitched, her throat constricted as if it didn't want to let her breathe through her mouth. Tears started to pool in her eyes as if they were ready to flow at any moment. However, she was in so much pain that she ignored the tears that started to roll down her cheeks.
It didn't kill her, but something inside her died that day.
When she stops coughing, she gasps when she saw the blood on her hands. (Y/N) falls on the ground, staring at the red liquid on her pale hands with shocked. She let a soft sob escape her lips as her tears mixed up with her blood.
“Dios ... Why me?” she sobbed quitely as possible, not wanting to let her cousin hear this sickness of hers. She bloody screamed internally. Debating with herself, should she tell her mother and the family or not. She doesn't had any idea either.
(Y/N) slowly gave in, accepting her fate that she's going to die. Forgetting about her chores as she wipes her bloody hands and mouth. The effect of the arepa is like forcing her weak heart to beat a lot stronger than before.
But that only made her heart pump the blood inside her body a lot faster, almost making herself explode at any moment.
(Y/N) couldn't do anything except stare at the blue sky she admire most since it remembered her to her mother's favorite color. Her smile, her laugh, her hugs, her kisses. She adores them all.
(Y/N) wipe her tears away and let herself to control her breathe.
She is going to die. Tonight.
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“Where is (Y/N)?” Isabela asks her sisters who doesn't have any idea either where their sister is.
“She's supposed to be here early!” Mirabel exclaimed as she keeps trying to search her sister from the crowds. “I think she's with Mom.” Luisa add in.
“Then what are we waiting for? Let's go find her.” Isabela grab her sister's wrist and lead them to the kitchen. “Woah! Okay slow down—” Mirabel almost tripped but Luisa immediately catch her.
“Careful.” “Isa, slow down!—”
When they entered the kitchen, the three siblings saw their mother staring at a bloody ruana. And that ruana is (Y/N)'s. “Mirabel, Luisa. Can you two please go check your sister at her room? And Isabela,” the mother turned her gaze to where her daughter is.
“Let's see what she's been hiding from us.” with that, Julieta give the bloody ruana to Luisa and then the two of them quickly left the kitchen in order to find their sister. Isabela was stunned was she sees her mother's tears are gliding on her cheeks but still expressing her worried face without sobbing.
When they finally reach to (Y/N)'s room, her door was completely not shining at all. As if giving them a sign that she's no longer using her gift or she's not in this world already. Julieta wipes her tears away as she grab the knob and open the door immediately.
She saw her two daughters and (Y/N) stood up from her bed while taking the bloody ruana from Luisa's big hand.
“Luisa, i'm fine. There is nothing wrong with me— i'm not sick, no, let's just get ready to party.” the second eldest daughter pondered as she turned her head.
Finally looked at her mother in the eyes. (Y/N) gasped, seeing her worried expression. Julieta held her hands together, worriedly, as if she was waiting for an explanation from her sick daughter.
Isabela's eyebrows were raised, her eyes open wide, and her mouth was slightly agape. She was so worried and (Y/N) felt bad for putting her in this situation. (Y/N) felt bad for everything.
“Mira Mi amor - yo sigo aqui, yo sigo estando para ti.” Julieta walked closely to where (Y/N) is. The daughter can only sobbed as she helplessly hug her mother in tight embrace.
She just couldn't believe that she's going to die.
What a horrible fact indeed, The town's healer can feel that (Y/N)'s body is deadly cold like a corpse. She knew that this is going to happen, but she thought (Y/N) would survive since she didn't do any heavy things - no, she never did.
All she did was reading her books at her room, watching people work, helping her mother prepared for the breakfast, lunch and even dinner. Nothing more, no, nothing more.
“I— ... Mamí, i don't want to die. I-i'm scared, i don't want to— leave... No, i never wanted to leave you, all of you!”
Julieta's heart break at the sight, she couldn't believe it either. Isabela can only watch them in worried, Luisa couldn't help but felt uneasy inside herself, and Mirabel - she's very silent while fiddling her fingers nervously.
“Mi amor— ... Tell us, tell us what do you want to do, what do you want to eat, now.” Julieta whispers in her motherly tone as always, trying her best to calm her soon-she's-going-to-die daughter, even though she could screams at the top of her lungs.
“I don't know— i just ... I just want to be with you, that's all.” (Y/N) replied as she put her head on the mother's neck. Julieta glance at her daughters who are still standing behind her, doesn't know whar to do.
Isabela, being the oldest and responsible one, she understood the sign of her mother's eye gave to her. She quickly assure her sisters to go out from (Y/N)'s room, though she felt hopeless because she's going to lose her secretly favorite sister.
The oh so fragile one.
When they heard the door is finally closed, (Y/N) still wrapped her arms around Julieta's body. Not going to let her go, until the death do them apart. “Mamí,” (Y/N) called in softest way, couraging to stay alive in pathetic way.
“Yes, mi dulce?” Julieta quickly respond as she doesn't want to let her daughter down at her last moment. A comfort silence was filled in the cold room, Julieta's heart began to race too since she saw the bloody ruana of her daughter.
“—Te amo, Mamí. Ugh— ... Por favor, te amo mucho.” she mumbles as her body violently shaking.
It's been so long for her to say those words. Oh so long.
“Me too, mi preciosa, me too. Since the day you're in my tummy, i never felt that i don't love you.” She hushed in gentle tone, as she rubs (Y/N)'s back in circles.
(Y/N) couldn't help but felt relief, so relief that she can finally let the words fall from her mouth ever since she was little. Nothing making her worried now, she's finally relief and in peace. No more burden, no more mockery, no more hate.
Just some peace, love, and her mother.
Julieta help her daughter to lay herself on her bed then hold her hand, she smiled warmly for the first time ever and her eyes war reflecting an eternal happiness. Julieta can feel her tears started to fall again, but she keep her best to stay calm.
It's unbelieveable to stay calm when your dearest person is going to day, well, not to Julieta Madrigal. If this is what her daughter's want, then she'll take any risk to support her. Even though they had to be apart forever.
“Thank you for everything, Mamá ... I'm so lucky to be your— daughter.” and that broke Julieta down in any seconds, (Y/N) still manage to squeeze her hand to comfort her for the last time.
“Tell the others... i love them so much, okay? Please— i... I don't want to leave if my family didn't know that i— i love them dearly...” she sobs, her weak heart beats started to slow more and more. Julieta nods her head, no words to let out.
With that, (Y/N) smiled at her mother then breathed for her one last time. Julieta can feel her daughter's hand no longer holding hers as kept holding it and put it on her forehead.
Though, one day, (Y/N) hope that the necklace that she brought and put it inside the teddy bear can be notice by her mother. A beautiful golden necklace that engraved a special name for the town's healer.
‘ Mi Mama - Julieta. ’
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omgcheez · 2 years
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Drawing of @incorrectmadrigalfamilyquotes 's tumblr post
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glitternightingale · 2 years
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for your art quest post, could you possibly draw julieta and agustin holding theyre daughters (mirabel being an infant, and luisa and isabela being kids)
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Please don't steal or repost!
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"They retain a comfortable silence all the way into the kitchen, where Julieta keeps herself busy finding something to snack on while Bruno falls into a deep reverie gazing into the teapot with an expression like he's staring straight into the depths of hell until she nudges him with her hip."
@thisstableground happy belated birthday! Just a little tribute to your latest fic!
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acewithapaintbrush · 2 years
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Everytime I decide to draw some Encanto I somehow end up with these two being all lovely with each other...
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caramella120 · 2 years
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Time to simp
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ilovekazuhaa · 2 years
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Do you have any hcs for Julieta and Pepa sharing a love interest? How they would decide to divide their time, who’s the more jealous/insecure of the two sisters, how they would agree to do PDA with their darling, etc
Pepa and Julieta sharing a lover!
this is such a good idea omg!! i’ve been dying to write this for the longest time and i’m so happy i finally did. happy reading :)) btw sorry if this is all over the place, i had a demon child bothering me the whole time. (if you know you know)
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Pepa was definitely more of the jealous type, she was just so possessive over you.
Julieta was a little jealous sometimes, but would never admit it to herself or you.
When she felt you were giving too much attention to Pepa, she’d just stay quiet whenever the 3 of you would hang out together.
When dividing your time, Julieta had weekends and Wednesdays while Pepa had Mondays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays. On Fridays the three of you would do something together like play games or have a movie night.
You 3 agreed on this because both Julieta and Pepa felt setting time aside for the both of them alone as well as together would cause a healthy relationship.
Pepa would show PDA in public. Kisses on the lips, cheek, neck, you name it and she’ll do it. She also LOVES to twirl your hair between her fingers to tease you. It never fails to distract you in serious situations.
Julieta wouldn’t show as much PDA. The most she’ll do is kisses on the cheek, arm holding, and interlock pinkies instead of hold hands.
Of course Julieta will have more physical contact with you in public if you two were dancing or something, which is an amazing excuse to use at parties. You wanted “to dance” so you could hold hands with her and put your hands on her hips.
When you two were alone though, Julieta was all over you. Her fingers were tangled in your hair and you always felt her warm breath on your neck.
When the 3 of you hung out, Pepa wasn’t afraid to do anything with you like Julieta was. Like Pepa would be the one flirting, making small conversation, etc. while Julieta and you would just talk to her.
It’s not that Julieta was ashamed of you, she was just shy.
If people spoke bad about you though, Julieta’s bad side would come out and she wouldn’t hesitate to defend you.
“With all due respect, who asked for your opinion on Y/N? Last time I checked, it was absolutely no one.”
If Pepa heard someone talking bad about you, she’d go absolutely feral. No one would come out alive.
“Hey! What’s your problem?!?! You don’t get to talk bad about Y/N and get away with it!”
She’d leave a ton of bruises and chancleta (sandal) marks all over the person’s face from hitting them. They’d also be wet from her falling rain. The person would never dare to speak another bad word about you again.
If both of them heard people saying bad things about you at the same time, they’d give them dirty looks and act like nothing was wrong when in reality, they just made it onto the sisters’ blacklist.
They never told you about this though. To them, you were one of the people they loved most that needed to be protected at all costs.
To them, you were just so cute. They always did group hugs between you 3 and you could never escape their grasp.
Group hugs would usually result in cuddle sessions. You guys would rant to each other about your day and it really helped with stress.
When you walked next to the 2 of them, one was always on your right and the other was on your left. You’d wrap your arms around them and give a kiss on the cheek to each of them.
At night, you’d flip a coin to see who would sleep with you. If nothing could be decided, the three of you just slept together.
Julieta always wanted attention from her lover, but would never admit it to herself and she was afraid that you liked Pepa more than her.
You and Pepa noticed this, and you always reassured that you did not have any favorites.
“A woman is a woman” you told Julieta “And I love women.”
This never failed to bring a smile to her face.
Pepa required attention as well, but she didn’t mind if you spent more time with Julieta on certain days.
When you teased Pepa and Julieta by kissing the corner of their mouths instead of their lips, Pepa would pull you back by the collar of the shirt and make you kiss her while Julieta would just bite her lip in an attempt to hold herself back from kissing you everywhere.
Sometimes, you’d take only one of them out on dates to places that would fit them.
An example would be doing pottery with Julieta and another would be cloud gazing with Pepa.
When it was Valentine’s day, life was challenging. You had to please 2 women in one night and go for as many rounds as they wanted. Same thing for their birthdays. But you were more than up to the challenge, you loved them both so much.
Whenever one of them would mention a favorite (mostly Pepa) you would always tell her that you loved them both the same and told her it was like having to choose a favorite child.
She’d gasp and shake her head, signifying she understood how hard it was to make a decision like that.
In times of intimacy, aka sex, you’d usually be alone with one of them because the three of you agreed to not have a threesome of any kind. (they didn’t tolerate incest and neither did you because ew)
Julieta’s sex drive was daily low, while Pepa’s was in the middle (meaning like she’d need to have sex at least once a week).
They were both always up for it though when you’d ask them.
When you had a make out session with one, you always had to look for the other sister and make it even. It didn’t matter what they were doing. They were always in the mood.
Whenever one of them got into arguments with you, it was always the sisters vs you, even if they were right or wrong.
If you got into a fight with Julieta, Pepa would tell you straight up to apologize to her sister.
“I’m just saying, be the bigger person and apologize!”
And if you got into a fight with Pepa, Julieta would urge you to solve it as soon as possible, aka apologizing to Pepa.
“Mi corazon, I love you but you should resolve this with Pepa as soon as you can. It’s important. I can help if you want.”
You’d always respond with an adoring eye roll, wrapping your arm around them pulling them in for a kiss on the forehead. It never failed to make their hearts melt.
This was always followed by a “You’re lucky I love you” or a “I’m only accepting this because you’re adorable.” It was so weird how they always said the same thing even though they were different people. You thought it had to be a twin thing.
This always made your legs tremble and your heart skip a beat. You loved them so much, and you couldn’t be more grateful to have these two wonderful women in your life.
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