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i don't really know how is a Tumblr post supposed to work tbh, but i did another drawing of my PapaBrunoAU and wanted to show it.
it's in spanish btw bc i'm super stupid when it comes to translating euphemisms
#alternate universe#bruno madrigal#encanto#encanto au#encanto fanart#fanart#madrigal encanto#mirabel encanto#mirabel madrigal#we don't talk about bruno#papa bruno au#bruno madrigal au#au#encanto bruno#encanto mirabel#little mirabel#mirabel needs a hug#bruno needs a hug
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This has been sitting in my folder for too long. A mini light study where Mirabel sits at her Papá’s door every night waiting for him to take her back to bed—only he won’t because he left.🥺
She does this for a long time trying not to fall asleep against the wall or else her Tías will find her the next morning and realize she wasn’t sleeping in her bed. Then that means she can’t use a candle and come down to his door every night anymore. Just imagine the family gradually brainwashing her over time to make her think Bruno was her Tío instead.
What’s worse—imagine the emotional damage her and Bruno go through having to be apart, with Bruno watching her within the walls drowning in regret for leaving and feeling the urge to comfort her and Mirabel crying for him. He’d be so miserable with bad dreams and his choices haunting him. Mirabel would be groomed to forget him soon. It’s too sad to think about in this AU…
#encanto#encanto brainrot#encanto fanart#mirabel madrigal#la familia madrigal#papa bruno au#dad bruno au#little mirabel#she misses him so badly
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FANFIC IDEA: After her failed gift ceremony, little Mirabel thinks she isn’t allowed to sleep in the nursery anymore because she had her fifth birthday and that’s when the kids leave this room. Since there’s no other (her own) room for her, she thinks she needs to leave Casita then, so she packs her things and tries to do so but she’s caught by Julieta/Agustin/both of them.
#encanto#fanfiction ideas#mirabel madrigal#little mirabel#julieta madrigal#agustin madrigal#pre canon#hurt/comfort#angst#kids being kids?#smol confused bean mirabel#gimme some good parents juli and agustin
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Encantober Day 4: Head Pats: Collaboration with @naensut
Bruno heard it rarely; she’d cry, yes, but not great gasping sobs. Like the time she fell from Casita’s balcony before it could catch her and broke her arm. Julieta’s food fixed it, but the sobs echoed in his ears for hours. ~ One Step Away, Chapter 29
“Tío, can I—” was rapidly becoming a sentence Bruno feared. At four, Mirabel was full of questions. They ranged from dangerous to outlandish, all presented with the same inquisitive nature.
“Tío, can I light the stove?”
“Tío, can I climb the walls of your room?”
“Tío, can I swim in the river?”
“Tío, can I go on the roof?”
The last one has him scooping Mirabel into his arms, small hands still reaching for the lattice of flowers she wants to climb. “Mi mariposa, you know you’re mamá says you’re too young to go on the roof.”
“But I’m four! Luisa gets to go up there!” She squirms in his grip.
“And how old is Luisa?”
Mirabel holds up four fingers.
“Ay,” he laughs, giving her a gentle shake. “That’s how old you are. Not old enough for roofs, not yet.”
“But Casita can watch me!”
The house clatters tiles under Bruno’s feet, although whether it’s for or against, he’s unsure. “Mirabel, I said no.”
“You don’t love me!” Her voice is rising and she flops limply in his grip until he sets her down.
He crouches next to her. “It’s because I love you, I don’t want you up there. You could get hurt and then what would I do?”
She pouts. “Mamá makes sure no one gets hurt.”
“And is she here?”
Scuffing one sandal on the tile, she shakes her head.
“I know it’s hard, chiquita.” Reaching out, Bruno ruffles her curls lightly. “You can ask your mamá again when she comes home, how about that?” No response. “Why don’t I go get us a snack? I think there were some popsicles ready to go?”
“Popsicles?” Mirabel’s head pops up at her favorite snack.
“Can you wait here while I go get them?”
She nods, already distracted by Casita flipping tiles in front of her.
With a smile, Bruno leaves them to their playtime.
The rest of the story is HERE!
#encantober#head pats#naensut#little mirabel#young mirabel#bruno madrigal#hurt/comfort#collaboration#my writing#encanto
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Encanto Fae au
On Mirabel’s fifth birthday the magic cocoons her and causes her to sprout white butterfly wings four additional arms and antennas
This happens to the rest of the family as well but over a long period of time
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CHAPTER FIVE SUMMARY.
im sorryyyyy the writing in this chapter is baddd. :33
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☆ ! mirabel wallpaper ! ☆
ヽ(`⌒´メ)ノ
reblog if you saved
#wallpapers#mirabel madrigal#mirabel#little mirabel#encanto mirabel#mirabel locks#mirabel lockscreen#mirabel lockscreens#mirabel wallpaper#mirabel wallpapers#encanto#encanto lockscreens#encanto lockscreen#encanto locks#encanto wallpapers#disney#disney wallpapers#disney lockscreens#disney locks
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Incorrect Madrigal quotes pt 1
*Augustin comes in with bee stings*
Julietta and young Mirabel: Ay, Augustin
#encanto#incorrect madrigal quotes#julietta madrigal#augustin madrigal#mirabel madrigal#little mirabel
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Inflicts human Loop on you
#mrgh... my favourite little sadstar. I love star torture#gotta be sooo fucked up when blood in monochrome looks almost lightless. with reflecting light looking like stars#especially when you experienced a star busrting from inside of you. something that turned your skin into a little patch of cosmos#aren't you afraid it's still there. under your skin. just waiting to come out again.#isat#in stars and time#loop isat#isat loop#human loop#isat siffrin#siffrin isat#art tag#my art#desert art#isat mirabelle#mirabelle isat#oh forgor to mention but loop and mira are def style buddies. they have spa days :}
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Someone on the isat discord server made hypothetical Pokémon teams for everyone and the idea of Mirabelle with an Eevee that she’s fine with not evolving made me emotional so have this! (Second one just has a gradient map over it)
The Eevee’s name is Crème cuz french
#It’s got a little change ornament bell cuz ding ding!#in stars and time#isat#Does me vaguely mentioning Mira’s not wanting to change thing count as spoilers??#probably#Isat spoilers#isat mirabelle#mirabelle isat#Pokemon#my art
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#frozen 2013#tangled#the princess and the frog#disney pocahontas#moana#encanto#disney mulan#disney the little mermaid#beauty and the beast#disney cinderella#snow white and the seven dwarfs#mulan#pocahontas#rapunzel#tiana#princess anna#queen elsa#princess ariel#cinderella#snow white#belle#mirabel madrigal#disney polls#disney princesses
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Bruno n baby Mirabel from my AU
they so cute
#alternate universe#bruno madrigal#encanto#encanto au#encanto fanart#fanart#madrigal encanto#mirabel encanto#mirabel madrigal#we don't talk about bruno#papa bruno au#au#bruno madrigal au#little mirabel#encanto mirabel#encanto bruno
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I’m having an art style crisis
Have some squishy Siffrin and Mirabelle
Siffrin would have absolutely eaten out of the garbage. Change my mind.
#isat#in stars and time#in stars and time siffrin#isat siffrin#I love my little trash gremlin#they just hungy#I love him#isat mirabelle#in stars and time mirabelle#my art#doodles
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Chalk and Hope
Three days after Mirabel’s door disappeared, as her familia whispered behind closed doors about when her tío Bruno was going to reappear—he can’t be gone, I’m sure he just needs a little break, but that fight!—Mirabel realized the solution to her door problem. Casita must have had an issue with her door, so she just needed to draw a new one. That way the magical house could simply make it open into her room like it was supposed to.
Mind made up; Mirabel dug in her desk drawer for her special yellow chalk. She poked her head into the hallway to check if anyone was around. A low murmur came from the kitchen; Julieta and Pepa, but that was it.
Mirabel padded on soft feet to where her door used to be. Taking her chalk, she started drawing a careful outline. She wasn’t tall enough to trace a full door, but she stretched on her tippy toes anyway.
Careful, she drew edges as straight as she could. Then she added decorations to the edges like the other doors lining the hall. Little dumbbells, flowers, herbs; pictures from each member she carefully drew around the edges of the makeshift door.
If she was going to get her gift, she needed to be surrounded by her familia. At the top of the door, as high as she could reach, she drew a single hourglass for her tío Bruno.
She stood back when she was done; clapped off her dusty hands and then wiped them on her dress for good measure. It wasn’t like the magical door that used to be in the hall but—it was still pretty. It could still be hers.
“Please, Casita,” she whispered. “Please.”
Casita clinked tiles at her feet to show it was listening.
“I don’t…I don’t know why you made my door disappear.” She glanced up at the window that held the candle, the miracle burning strong. “I don’t know what I did wrong, but please. I’ll, I’ll be good, I promise. I want to help the village, the Encanto. I understand how important it is, I really do, I swear. Making my family proud…” her eyes filled with unshed tears. “Making my family proud is all I want to do. Please.”
She stood in front of the hand-drawn door, hoping, praying, a need to be gifted bred into her bones, reinforced by every important adult in her life.
Before her eyes, the wall rippled. The outline seemed to shudder as Casita manipulated the wall.
And then—
And then—
Her door—
Slowly—
Erased.
As if Casita itself was wiping a hand across the chalk on the wall.
The outline of the door—
Gone.
The symbols of her family—
Gone.
The hand-drawn doorknob—
Gone.
The last to disappear, the hourglass she’d drawn for Bruno—
Gone, in a faint shimmer of gold.
And then—
Nothing. The wall was plain, blank, with no chalk showing where her drawing had been.
Mirabel fell to her knees. This had been her last wild hope, her last chance at fixing the mistake that had been made. But Casita, the miracle itself, had rejected her once again.
She…she wasn’t ever going to get a gift. She would always be like this, passed over, rejected. She’d failed at the only task her family cared about. No wonder Abuela hadn’t come to comfort her that first night. Maybe…tío Bruno left…because of her? Because she hadn’t gotten her gift? Was she…was she even a Madrigal anymore?
Mirabel sat and cried in the hall, but this time there was no one to comfort her.
#one step away#mirabel madrigal#encanto fanfic#drabble#angst#little mirabel#young mirabel#deleted scene#breannaaiedail
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sleepover games
#in stars and time#isat#isat spoilers#long post#my art#siffrin isat#isabeau isat#mirabelle isat#bonnie isat#odile and loop relegated to the peanut gallery offscreen#do i tag this as ship content -- i --#?#anyway.#it was fun to plan out a little meme comic again#sifloop is the funniest shit on the fucking planet. yeah yeah self love whatever but mostly i want them to . eat each other.
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