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thebirthofvenusfly · 1 month

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okay but i like thinking about the events of ISAT/siffrin's struggles not as them going from a party of normal people with normal struggles to "everyone essentially now has to help Sif heal from That," but as, "everyone in the party has had their own immense, long-term struggles, and this happens to be Siffrin's." like, siffrin is not just a, "problem child," or the standalone outlier in terms of angst

here me out

[major ISAT spoilers, especially for acts 3-5 btw]

siffrin doesn't know all these things in act 1, but:

Odile has had a life-long struggle with identity. Her mother abandoned her family at a young age, her father (presumably heartbroken and betrayed) has never kept any mementos or photos or stories of her and likely avoided speaking of her at any and all opportunities. For the most part, Odile loves her culture but admits she was an outlier in Ka Bue and always stood out from the texture of her hair and eyebrows. She's tried to settle before for the peace of just letting it be, but after meeting that travelling merchant, she realizes how badly she does want to bridge that gap in her identity and has now spent years travelling--all only to find that it didn't quite fix her problem and she hasn't been able to find herself entirely in Vaugarde either. She doesn't dwell too much on her mother, but I feel there is a part of her that could never forgive the hole her mother left behind.

Mirabelle has similarly struggled, though in terms of religion and sexuality. She holds herself to a very high standard of Changing and being a, "good," Housemaiden, and has gone to great lengths to learn as much as she can in efforts to reinvent herself and Change, as she feels she, "should," do, because that's what Housemaidens and diligent followers of the House of Change, "should," do. She is so adamant about this that even prior to the game, even prior to the King's reign--which was several months-a full year before ISAT begins--she is forcing herself to look into relationships to potentially date, bond, and even have children with someone and she doesn't want to do any of that it. She is distraught because she doesn't want to change that aspect. She doesn't want to become what she's not, or try to force herself to feel things she doesn't and can't feel, but she isn't being a good Housemaiden or a good member of her society if she stagnates.

Bonnie's plight primarily comes in with the King's reign, which again, has been for a few months now. They live with their older sister who loves them and cares for them tirelessly, but she is taken by the King's Curse and frozen in time--an event which presumably happens in front of Bonnie, who is encouraged by their sister's last words to just run from the village as far as they can to safety. If that isn't terrifying enough, this leads to them wandering the wilderness for days, exhausted, dehydrated, presumably starved/ill-fed, and lonely, and likely scared out of their mind. Their only saving grace is Siffrin, who happens to find them and save them. The comfort they feel with Sif is called into question when they have to watch Siffrin take a permanent, debilitating injury to the eye to protect them. While the incident seems to roll off Siffrin's worries pretty seamlessly, this is a lot for Bonnie, who by now, has recognized a pattern of the people they love being permanently hurt or altered in some way all just to protect them. They're convinced they're a recurring problem, and after the death ritual talk in the House, has to prepare themselves for the haunting reality that they might really lose everyone they love (and, again, this is a lot. Especially for a child).

Isabeau has tried Changing before, and while it did help him make leaps and bounds, he is still in a constant struggle to love himself fully. Let's be honest here: Isabeau is easily the most emotionally put-together party member, and most equipped to handle the stresses of the party in terms of feelings. This does not make him immune, however, to his own negative feelings. He even cites as wanting to become someone that Siffrin wouldn't be, "ashamed," to know. He also mentions that he is remorseful of the new image he's given himself, as an air-headed, jock type of person, which often leads people into genuinely believing he's stupid and thus treating him that way. Not to mention, as the emotional mediator of the party, I'm sure he occasionally gets stretched thin between helping everyone else manage their problems and altercations.

all this is to say: everyone in the party has their problems, and a good sum of these are not all instantly solved by the end of the story. all of them, siffrin included, are left in a space where they have plenty of healing to do but can confidently and comfortably still rely on one another.

ISAT is just siffrin's chapter of major emotional plight, and everyone else's is presumed prior to the narrative (i can also acknowledge that siffrin definitely got the worst of it though LMAO)

#isat #in stars and time #isat spoilers #in stars and time spoilers #mirabelle #isabeau #odile #bonnie #siffrin

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ben-talks-art · 2 months

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Lin Beifong has no wins in Legend Of Korra

Something that always bothered me in regards to the way this series treated the character of Lin was the fact that it never felt like any of Lin's victories actually gave the feeling of being victories.

Maybe it's because it's been years since I watched this show, and I'm being selective in what I choose to remember, and I'm just unintentioanlly choosing to remember the bad over the good... but it feels like this series just felt a lot more comfortable dunking on Lin than actually trying to raise her up... And that kinda annoys me a little.

Lin is part of this character achetype that I like to call "The Antisocials", people who, because of personal events in their past, prefer to avoid or have trouble dealing with others. She's basically meant to be the "Zuko" of the team.

I really like this trope, and I really like to see the earth element getting some love, so I was really excited to see Lin getting her moments to shine and kick some ass in the series... Which... for some reason doesn't feel all that prevalent.

Now, don't get me wrong, when Lin needs to fight, she WILL fight, and she looks cool while doing it... But when it comes to her more memorable moments, her getting defeated sadly feels more frequent than her getting some victories.

Like... Let's take a moment to count her Ls:

She got dumped by Tenzin after another woman seduced him

A terrorist started to attack her city and kept getting away from her

She was unable to stop her men from getting captured and losing their powers

Eventually she herelf got captured and lost her bending

She's constantly getting mocked and looked down upon by other characters

Her own sister left a scar on her face while committing a crime and faced basically no consequences, only to years later have a life filled with success while Lin is all alone

Her own mother acts like she couldn't care less about her struggles

Neither of the two ever gave Lin a proper apology and instead just tried to pull an Mirabel from "Encanto" and tell her to get over it

She basically played no role in all of season 2

And when she tired to face her family about her problems she was simply treated as the one in the wrong

Now let's count her "wins:"

She allowed Tenzin's family to get away from Amon in season 1... At the cost of her getting captured... Only for the family itself to get caught later anyway

She saved Korra from falling, which allowed Amon to get away with her men

In season 3 she gets clobbered by the combustion woman so her sister can land the finishing blow

and In season 4 she tries to rescue her family, only to nearly fail and needing to be saved by her mother, who proceeds to give her the most bare-bones of moments of reconciliation, because God forbid we let our fan-favorite character from the first series show a little humility for her own daughter in her moment of weakness

It just felt like the show was afraid of ever letting Lin be a badass and giving her a real win moment.

It doesn't even need to be a battle win. She could have had a moment with Korra where she teaches her some life lesson, or teach her how to metal bend and listen to the earth, or she could have had some scenes where her actions save the day, like, how come she never gets to save her sister and mother but both of them end up saving her? Or even some character moments like her bonding with Mako, or Tenzin's kids or something... I don't think she even really interacts with anyone in a meaningfull way.

If you were to ask me who her best friend in the series was, I would have no idea what to say.

Her biggest "win" in the series was getting to wake up all happy after "solving" her personal demons, an act she achieved by... fighting her sister and venting out all her anger, I guess.

I don't know if it's just me but Lin's victories on the show all feel so shallow, as if they were telling us she was achieving things instead of actually feeling like she was. At times, she felt like the show's punching bag. Insted of being the Zuko of the story, she came more as the Squidward.

Someone who's there just to lose to the villains and make them look strong and making other characters look cool while they save her with her big lesson being that she needs to learn to be less grumpy.

Lin should be so easy to make cool! Like, you see her design, her powers and abilities, her personality, her verstility for several different types of action scenes and versatility for also different interactions with the rest of the cast...

But instead it felt like they were throwing darts at a wall trying to pick a different way to dunk on her every time, as if they were afraid of makiing her too cool.

I don't know, maybe I'm just being salty and petty because I wish more had been done with her and that's causing me to only focus on the negatives, making them look and sound a lot worse than they actually were, while also ignoring all the big positives about her time on the screen...

But sometimes it felt to me like the show was more interested in hyping up everyone else and giving them a moment to shine over Lin.

Like, again, her own sister got to take down one of the big members of the Red Lotus, and she basically becomes one of the main characters in season 4, while Toph gets to train and help heal Korra.

These two got to look so much cooler in just two seasons than Lin got to look in all 4, and I can't even fully enjoy them being cool because all I keep thinking when I look at them is "You two did Lin dirty."

If they had had an actual honest earned moment of reconciliation, I feel like I would be in heaven watching both of them kicking ass, cause again, I love the earth element, but instead I would just be "God, I wish this was Lin doing all this cool stuff instead."

I'm not exactly sure what the mindset was behind the way they wanted to handle her, not sure if there was studio interference, or mismanagement, or if Nickelodeon's meddling affected things, or what...

I'm just trying to say, I feel like Lin deserved better. I still like her character a lot but I can't help but feel even more could have been done with her.

#avatar #avatar the legend of korra #the legend of korra #lin beifong

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eldritch-araneae · 24 days

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In Stars and Time: Axis Masterpost

Axis is a post-game au for the game "In Stars and Time" where I explore ideas and themes from the game and the impact from it's events in a comic format~ Beware, spoilers of the whole game!

ORBITAL (Act 3 Comic) - Nothing seem out of ordinary that day: the party takes a break from their long journey to save Vanguarde from the King like usually, but then Bonnie runs into a strong Sadness.

SOLAR WIND - A week passed since Siffrin broke out of loops, but the wounds on his heart are bleeding still and about to get worse for everyone involved.

REDSHIFT - The Party takes the train to the next city to get to Bambouche. Siffrin and Odile have a talk about heritage, but it seems this gonna be less peaceful as Sadnesses still roaming around after King's defeat.

GRAVITATIONAL WAVES - Siffrin and Isabeau sit down and figure their feelings and what it means for them.

CEPHEIDS - Mirabelle and Siffrin spend time together as "Feeling Buddies".

ROCHE LIMIT - The Party finally reaches Bambouche and Bonnie retunited with their beloved sister. But things went rough as Nille finds out details about what happened when Siffrin was trapped in the timeloop.

ACCRETION DISK - The Party visits Dormont before traveling all over the world, Siffrin is coping well enough, but there is hidden danger lurks in the House of Dormont once again.

#isat #isat spoilers #in stars and time #isat: axis post-game au

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hectic-hector · 2 months

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The Gift ~ an Encanto fic

[Summary: On her sixteenth birthday, Mirabel receives a gift like no other. Sequel to “Home” but also serves as a stand-alone fic.]

As the party wound down, Bruno retreated to the little alcove tucked into the side of the staircase. He sat at the empty table there, facing the courtyard. Though most of Mirabel’s friends had already gone home, Antonio and his buddy Juancho, fueled by sugar and coffee respectively, had no intentions of letting the party end anytime soon. Riding Chispi, Juancho chased Antonio, who rode Parce, in a wide circle around the remaining partygoers. Bruno chuckled. He wondered whether the capybara had had coffee as well, judging by how energetic he was. Or perhaps he simply enjoyed being the cat for once in the age-old game of cat and mouse.

Maybe I should have had more coffee, Bruno mused. He looked down at the small package that sat before him on the table and idly drummed his fingers on the aged wood. He’d given it his best shot by attempting to actively include himself in the festivities for Mirabel’s sake. It was her birthday, after all. He’d wanted her to know that he cared enough to be a part of it, and to her credit, she had asked him several times throughout the day if he wanted to take a break. Coffee could only do so much, and spoons of sugar did not equate to spoons of social energy. Now that Bruno had retreated to the alcove, he knew that the party was officially over for him. Still, he’d managed to stick it out better than he had at his own birthday party five months earlier. It had been his first birthday with his sisters in ten years, but he hadn’t really been ready for it. With each family member’s birthday since his return, he made the effort to be in attendance, and though he tried to be inconspicuous, he felt like he could never escape the curious glint or distrustful glare of the villagers’ eyes.

And there were times, like right now, when Bruno would almost swear that he felt his father’s eyes on him. If he were to turn in his seat and peer up through the faded blue balusters of the staircase, he would be able to see Pedro’s portrait hanging up over the landing. On the back of his head, they seemed to cast an uneasy tingle, but whenever Bruno looked into those amber eyes, they were gentle. Compassionate. Wise. Patient. And sometimes it was all too much, and he would have to look away. Still, there was a strange comfort to this small section of Casita. As a child, Bruno had spent a lot of time on that landing and in the alcove beside it, where he was sitting now. Just to be near that portrait. Just to be close to the father he never knew. The package on the table drew his attention again, and he moved his fingers to drum on that instead. The paper it was wrapped in did not make the same satisfying sound that the tabletop made, but feeling the little gift under his hand gave him an added sense of comfort. Bruno turned his head to cast an apologetic glance at the staircase. He did not meet the eyes of the portrait. He didn’t need to. He felt his father’s approval. Now all he had to do was wait for Mirabel to approach him. Even without his gift, he knew it would happen soon. And sure enough, there she was walking up to him with a smile on her face and a plate in each hand. Bruno moved to stand up, but Casita was already pulling a chair out for Mirabel to sit down. “I saved you some merengón!” she said, setting one of the two plates in front of him. Bruno had moved the package to his lap when he saw her approach. He looked at the small mountain of merengue, whipped cream, and fruit that took its place on the table. He hadn’t even realized how hungry he still was, despite having food thrust at him left and right by his mother and sisters during the party. “Oh, gracias!” Bruno replied, picking the fork off the plate. He tucked his hair behind his ears before taking a bite of the merengón. Mirabel chuckled. “Looks like Dolores was right.” Bruno swallowed and gave her a puzzled look. “Right about what?” “About not having the biggest ears in the family.”

“Oh, heh. Yeah.” Bruno touched an ear self-consciously. “That’s why my hair is so long. To cover ‘em up. But then my hair sometimes gets in the way of me eating, and hair in your food is gross, even when it’s your own, you know?”

Mirabel nodded. “Did you enjoy the party?” Bruno nodded back. “Yeah. It was good. I mean, as good as a big, noisy gathering of people can be, so kindaaaeehhhh… But anyway, shouldn’t I be asking you that question? It was your party, after all. So, did you enjoy it?”

She looked at him for a moment before answering. “Yeah. It was good.”

They finished their dessert in silence. Somewhere upstairs, the deep, pitiful meows of a jaguar could be heard. This was followed by the pleading voice of Antonio begging his mother to let Parce into her room for some reason that was drowned out by thunder. Moments later, a light hailstorm spilled over the upper mezzanine and onto the courtyard below. Parce must be acting like a big kitten right now, trying to butter Pepa up, Bruno thought. He and Mirabel were sheltered by the alcove, but he watched with a smile as the little marbles of ice bounced on the floor tiles nearby.

Bruno looked over at Mirabel as the two of them finished their merengón. “You’ve got a little something here,” he said, tapping the corner of his mouth.

Mirabel wiped at the corresponding spot on her face with a finger, then licked the dab of whipped cream from it. “Sorry. I was too excited for dessert to remember napkins.” Bruno chuckled. “Oh! That reminds me…” He picked up the package on his lap and placed it on the table. It was so lightweight that he had completely forgotten it was there. Bruno grinned at Mirabel. The look on her face told him exactly what he already knew: she recognized the parchment paper and the green yarn tied around it. The very same paper and yarn she had used to wrap her birthday gift to him the previous year. “Happy birthday, Mírame.”* Mirabel looked up at him in surprise. “I haven’t been called that since I was five.” Bruno’s face fell. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t think you’d mind. I mean, I’m fifty-one and I’m still being called Bru and Bruni and Brunito and hermanito. B-but if you feel like you’re too old to have a nickname, I completely unders–”

Mirabel reached out to Bruno’s wildly gesturing hands and squeezed one reassuringly. “You were the only one who ever called me that,” she said softly, with a smile as gentle as a sunrise. “Don’t ever stop. But maybe don’t use it around Camilo!”

Bruno smiled back. He picked up the package with his free hand and offered it to her. “Hope you like it.”

Mirabel undid the yarn bow and unfolded the parchment paper. Inside was a small scrap of powder blue fabric. It unfurled to reveal a handkerchief, not unlike the one she had given him for his birthday. Just as his handkerchief had his initials embroidered in opposite corners in gold thread, this one had two M’s embroidered in opposite corners in turquoise blue thread. The letters were off-centered and crooked. In each of the other two corners was a yellow and pink butterfly. They were different sizes, and one had asymmetrical wings. Mirabel stared at the handkerchief. Bruno rubbed his arm. “It’s been a long time,” he murmured, looking away. “I, uh, I started on it in November, but I knew it wouldn’t be done in time for Christmas because I’m out of practice, but –” “Wait, YOU made this?” Bruno looked back at Mirabel, who was now staring at him in wide-eyed shock. He couldn’t help but wince a little. “Y-yes?”

Mirabel’s stare seemed to intensify, making Bruno wince visibly this time. “Like I said, it’s been a long, long time, Mira. I mean, I mended my clothes all the time inside the walls, but I haven’t embroidered anything since –”

“YOU KNOW HOW TO EMBROIDER AND YOU DIDN’T EVEN TELL ME?!”

By this point, the girl sitting across from him looked positively maniacal. Bruno was sure she was about to pounce on him, but whether it would be to hug him or throttle him, he could not foresee. The one time he really should have winced, he found himself chuckling instead. “I thought you already knew! Who do you think embroidered the pink and purple flowers on that pillow over there?” he said, gesturing toward another alcove across the courtyard. In it was a sofa with several throw pillows. “And who do you think put the stars on your bedroom curtains?”

Mirabel looked from her uncle to the cloth in her hand. “I had no idea.” Bruno studied her. She hadn’t said a word yet about her gift, and he was beginning to grow uneasy. Did she like it? Did she hate it? Was she appalled that it was embroidered by a man? Surely she knew –

“I always thought that… Abuelo taught Abuela, and she taught me,” Mirabel whispered. She looked up at him questioningly. Bruno nodded with a smile. “I wanted to learn whatever my father could teach me. Even if he wasn’t there to teach me himself. I-I just wanted to make him proud, you know? To be just like him.” He looked at the cloth and his smile faded. “But I never got very good at it, as you can see. Not like you. I know you made him proud. But I –”

Mirabel’s sudden and crushing hug rendered him silent.

“It’s perfect,” she told him. “Gracias, Tío.” Bruno hugged her back, relieved. “De nada, Mírame.”

After a long moment, Mirabel finally let go, and Bruno took the handkerchief from her. He stood up and turned to face the portrait on the landing, holding up the cloth like a child proudly showing off the picture he drew in school. “Sorry about your shirt, Papá. I managed to save part of it, though.”

Mirabel looked at him curiously. “Your abuela gave me all of his clothes when I came of age, hoping they’d fit me,” he explained. “Most were too big on me, and we had them tailored so I could wear them. I kept one shirt unaltered as a way to preserve it the way Papá wore it. Unfortunately, some of the rats found it while I was living in the walls and chewed holes in it. I would have been able to mend it if the holes were close enough to a seam, but there was no way to fix them where they were without using a patch to cover them up, so…” Mirabel gasped and grabbed the cloth from his hands. “Are you saying you made this from Abuelo’s shirt?”

Bruno nodded, blushing slightly. Eyes brimming with tears, Mirabel held the handkerchief to her heart. “This best gift ever just got even better.” Sharing a smile, the two turned to gaze up at the portrait. THE END

[Bruno's handkerchief from Mirabel (from the fic "Home") and Mirabel's handkerchief from Bruno] * Mírame means "look at me" in Spanish. It sounded like it would make a cute nonsensy sort of nickname for Mirabel when she was little. Thank you to @moon-calvary and @jacarandaaaas for your suggestions!

#Encanto #Mirabel #Bruno #Madrigal #birthday #encanto mirabel #encanto bruno #Mirabel Madrigal #Bruno Madrigal #Disney #we talk about bruno #happy birthday Mirabel

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yellowocaballero · 25 days

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In Stars and Time AU: Sif Puts The Star In Starcraft

Wow the ISAT fandom has a lot of cool AUs. That's a lot of fun! What if my extremely good buddy @lazuliquetzal theorized while playing ISAT for the first time that Sif was a fallen star? What then? What if I have unsuccessfully tried to restrain myself from talking about it?

Anyway AU where Sif is a star and also a gamer.

Sif is a hip Gen Z star who doesn't go outside nearly enough and spends all of their time playing videogames watching Earth. Their sibling Loop is always telling them to stop touching grass and to get their head back in the clouds, but they can't help it - they might miss the newest adventures of their favorite humans! Look at them, they're questing! Aren't they so cool? Isabeau just got a rare item drop!

Mirabelle and Isabeau are cool. They're brave, strong, nice, and best friends. Sif loves watching their heroic quest and cool adventures. After a while they even feel like his real friends. Eventually they start making a wish on themself - if they could only join them on their adventure! Get out of my room Loop I don't know what a parasocial relationship is.

Mirabelle is scared. Mirabelle is worrying that she's leading Isabeau on a doomed journey, that their struggle is destined to end in their deaths. She doesn't know if she can do this at all. Why her? Why not somebody more competent, more worthy? In a moment of desperation, she clasps her hands together and makes a desperate wish upon a star from the very bottom of her heart - that her party will be protected. That the Change God will send somebody to help them and keep them safe and save the world. Somebody, anybody, a little more competent than her.

Sif logs on.

Sif is a stroke of luck. Sif is mysterious, cool, and very talented. Sif can protect the whole party with a smirk on their face and a quip on their tongue. They're cool. He cheers you up, he's reliable, they're strong, and they are a treasured member of the party. They're a treasured friend. Things might be hard and scary, but with Sif there everybody breathes a little easier.

Sif loves, loves, loves being a human! The world is so fun and exciting, nothing like the boring and dreary cosmos! They have croissants, trees, friends! Being a human is great. They have an entire life on Earth, one way nicer than in the boring old sky that never changes. Sorry, Loop, they're skipping dinner, they have a World of Warcraft guild raid adventure with Mira today!

Sif has a job to do. Sif's here to grant a wish, and Sif is going to earn his place here. They protect the spirits of their friends by joking and keeping everybody hopeful. No friends get injured on their watch! Even if Sif gets hurt, that's part of the job. Bonnie's just upset about the eye because they don't know it's Sif's job as their friend to protect them. There's no point in feeding them during snacktime, so they'll patrol while you guys relax. Sif can't tell them how lonely they are or how they don't want this adventure to end, that's burdening them. They can't know that Sif's not really their friend, that they're not human, that their only point is their job - that's not protecting them. Get out of my ROOM PLANET, Loop, I'm NOT turning off the game touching space! It's not a game to them, it's their lives. Even if it'll never be Sif's.

But this adventure is drawing to a close. Mirabelle wished upon a star, and a star fell, and the star's about to grant her wish. And the star will have to log off. Even if the star wants to a be human, even if the star wants to be together forever - the game ends. Even if this ending really freaking sucks.

Why does this have to be a JRPG? Why can't it be one of the good games, the games that you can play forever and ever - like a farming/life simulator or an MMORPG or something? Where you do the same chores every day and nothing ever changes, and you're happy and safe in this little town forever? Everybody seperating at the end isn't a happy ending. Sif hates this ending. Sif hates this genre. Sif can't log off. They can't protect their friends if they log off. It's their job to protect their friends. They have to play the game right and create an ending that makes sure everybody is safe and happy and everything's perfect.

The party - Sif's family - reaches the third floor. Sif cracks open his Star AO3 account. Mirabelle unlocks the door and swings it open to find…

What's a coffee shop doing here?

#asmr an overly online cosmic being has trapped you in an endless gauntlet of fix-it fics #the au is probably about. how. internet friends are nice but you need IRL friends too #in stars and time #isat #isat siffrin #there's much more but this is long enuf already #my posts

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nhasablogg · 5 months

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Give it to your sister

Fandom: Encanto

Characters: Mirabel, Luisa

Summary: Mirabel hides sometimes. Luisa is no stranger to things becoming too much.

A/N: I am late as usual and just watched Encanto and needed to write something because I love that family with my whole HEART. I'm not sure how much I'll write for it, but feel free to send me prompts for now and maybe I'll fill them!!

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Mirabel hid sometimes, when it all became too much. She was certain no one noticed - everyone used to her being in the way, to her overwhelming urge to try to be of use. It always surprised her when she did it, because it was usually for the smallest reason. The last straw breaking the camel’s back. A change of tone. Someone ignoring her, or snapping at her, or the whole house moving to a rhythm she couldn’t keep up with and she finally realized she was tired. And so she hid. Not in the nursery, because that didn’t seem like hiding. Anyone could find her there. She didn’t want to be found.

Not immediately, anyway.

“There you are.” Mirabel caught the anxiety melting off of Luisa’s face when she looked up to find her crouching down to peek at her. “Only you would think to hide beneath Dolores’ bed.”

Mirabel grinned sheepishly. “I figured no one would expect me to go for the person who would hear me even approaching the door.”

Luisa laughed, delighted. “That’s clever. Too bad she could hear your breathing and told me to check on you. Scoot over.”

Mirabel did what she was told and didn’t bat a single eyelid as Luisa lifted the bed so that she could crawl under it too. “I’m fine,” she said before her sister could ask.

“You’re not.” She knocked their shoulders together as lightly as she could, but it still jostled her. “It’s okay. I don’t blame you.”

Mirabel wasn’t used to people noticing, except her mother. Even if they did, most of them kept quiet about it; her lack of powers as hush hush of a topic as Bruno’s existence. Antonio’s big day was approaching and the house was a whirlwind of preparations that she wasn’t getting included in. In fact, Abuela was probably two mistakes away from tying her to a chair to keep her from intervening. It was quite humiliating.

“Humiliating to be able to sit back and relax?” Luisa said when she’d finished ranting.

“To not be of use.” Despite her frustration she didn’t miss the way something flickered across Luisa’s face which she couldn’t fully interpret. “I don’t mean to complain, I promise-”

“It’s good to complain sometimes.” Luisa wasn’t looking at her, instead opting to pick at a speck of dust on the floor which only she seemed to be able to see. “It’s better than hiding.”

Mirabel buried her face in her arms, suddenly embarrassed. “I don’t mean to hide.”

“Hey.” A poke to her side. “Look at me.”

“Don’t wanna.”

Luisa let out a laugh. “Come on. Please.” She dragged out the word, almost singing it. Mirabel could picture her grinning, the way she would when they were younger and Isabela had pissed Mirabel off so that Luisa had to try to save the day. Luisa always tried to save the day. They were alike in that way, only at least her sister usually succeeded while Mirabel always failed.

Another poke to her side, as if Luisa could sense she was wallowing. “Mirabel.”

Mirabel whined, burying her face even deeper so that her nose was almost touching the floor. Maybe she should’ve found a better hiding spot.

The poke was suddenly aimed higher, which was definitely on purpose, and Mirabel cried out and tried to move her arm down to shove Luisa off, only Luisa grabbed it before she could and poked at her upper ribs again just where she knew it tickled.

“Luisa!” Mirabel shrieked, already laughing, realizing how close her sister’s now continuous pokes were to her armpit. “Don’t!”

“Should’ve looked at me when I asked you to.” She could hear Luisa’s smile in her voice, although she couldn’t see much as she’d knocked off her own glasses in her attempt to roll away in a space that was way too small for this type of activity.

Still she tried, rolling over to the side which Luisa was torturing to try to block her attacks, which of course just led to Luisa going for her belly, hugging her close in the process so that Mirabel couldn’t move away at all. Whatever she was saying through her laughter, Luisa ignored. Mirabel wasn’t entirely sure it made sense anyway, her words jumbled and choppy, her giggles bubbly and loud.

“I wonder how Dolores hasn’t burst in here yet, since it sounds like I’m murdering you.”

Dolores was, unbeknownst to them, standing just outside the room smiling at the sound of her cousins.

#tickling #ticklish!mirabel #mirabel and luisa #encanto #encanto fic #tickle fic #give it to your sister #n writes

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miracles-and-butterflies · 10 days

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Posting an old AU, which did later and very loosely inspire my work: Intertwining Threads of Gold.

Allow me to introduce Severed Threads AU.

As this is a really old AU (the second Encanto AU I made after Fracture), it’ll be no surprise to you that’s it’s already completed. No spoilers or withholding information here! So, with that said, I’m just gonna drop the plot below.

Story starts in 1951. (For reference, Casita’s rebuild/the return of the miracle came about at the end of 1950).

With Isabela no longer having to be the golden child, there is a huge question of who will be Alma’s successor. She is leaning towards leaving the matriarchy to her children, the triplets, when she passes but the council talk her out of this. The council want to rule themselves but do respect most people wouldn’t accept a leader outside of the Madrigals, as Pedro was the one who sacrificed himself and it’s their miracle that has made their town a paradise. So… their candidates are limited to the Madrigals.

It doesn’t take them long to settle on Mirabel, as the weakest link, and plan to rule through her.

They easily manage to convince Alma to appoint Mirabel as her successor, who agrees that Mirabel (though will need some training) would be a good candidate. After signing over the rights, she doesn’t tell any of the Madrigals, naturally wanting to wait until Mirabel is older. The only Madrigal who does know is Dolores because of her gift but she is sworn to secrecy.

Though the council did initially plan to just wait for Alma to die, they just get impatient as they realise that may be further away than they first thought because of Julieta’s healing food. They plan to murder her.

Cut to early November. Mirabel is usually away with Dolores at the Guzmáns preparing for her and Mariano’s wedding, which makes her ties with the family distant. The council decide now is the perfect time to strike because Dolores is out of the way. At a party, one of them slips poison into Alma’s glass and she quickly dies over the next few days.

Before the news of Alma’s death can spread through the entire town, the council take Mirabel to the town hall and basically announce the death of her abuela, read out the documents naming her the next town leader and officially make her the next town leader. So… Mirabel is going through a lot. Because what the f—

The death is immediately suspicious to the rest of the Madrigals, as it came out of nowhere. Only made more suspicious by them finding out, through the other townspeople, that Mirabel is now the town leader. They don’t get a moment to ever talk or even see the girl, who is incredibly busy and being pulled like a puppet on strings. The council are purposefully keeping them apart, to keep control over Mira.

Julieta and Bruno are the ones who eventually workout their mother has been poisoned - thought it should be noted that Antonio and Isabela also assisted in this discovery. The news spreads like wildfire through the town and a mob rises up, the Madrigals included, demanding answers and that the person responsible be killed.

Realising this has blown up massively, the council act quickly. They pretty much abandon Mirabel and save themselves. Mirabel is arrested and is to stand trial in the future for her alleged crimes. While under arrest, she is driven “insane” by the lawyers who try to speak with her - they are all being paid off by the council, so they are just trying to make Mirabel confess to being guilty anyway they can.

The council unanimously agree to stand against Mirabel, fishing out any evidence they have and bringing it to court. This also includes the manipulation of Dolores, who agrees to say what they need her to. As she is made to believe that by Mirabel being guilty, she can be saved because of her age.

The trial runs over a couple of days. Mirabel finds out that Dolores is to stand in trial on the last day and plans to an escape (into the prisons garden) to be able to plead with her cousin as she head to court. Which, to her credit, does work. Only Dolores is pulled away and Mirabel never gets any sign that her cousin thinks/knows she’s innocent. Mirabel realises that she is completely screwed; she’s going to die.

Mirabel is found to be guilty and her means of death is left to be decided by the head of the council. As there is no official town leader, the rest of the council are left to make the choice. Based on something Mirabel said when they first made her town leader about Marie Antoinette, they pick beheading. Mirabel dies shortly before her seventeenth birthday.

Julieta becomes the next town leader a few weeks after. The council thought she would be the most controllable after Mirabel, which they were right on.

The family, though shaken over Alma’s death and Mirabel being a murderer, they do slowly fall back to normality and learn to move on. All saving Dolores, who is driven mad by her guilt and frequently claims that Mirabel is haunting her - she is kept in her room for the most part. Only her parents, Julieta and Camilo visit her regularly.

Luisa is also not as easily moved on. She gets pissed when Mirabel’s belongings (that she had in prison) are returned to them, mainly just books. She writes on the front page, mentions nothing about what she did or didn’t do to Abuela - just talks about the book itself.

While complaining to Isabela about it, Isabela points out that Mirabel would have been monitored and probably not allowed to write something so freely as her final words or a message of love. Which gets them both to thinking… how much control did their sister have? Both in prison and before?

They basically become detectives. There’s some breaking and entering, stealing things from the council, trying to make sense of anything Dolores has to say, and ultimately realise that Mirabel is innocent and the council are pieces of shit.

Timeline of events:

Late December 1950 - Casita is rebuilt and the magic returns

1st May 1951 - Alma signs over rights of succession to Mirabel

20th July 1951 - Dolores and Mariano are engaged

2nd September 1951 - Alma is poisoned

4th September 1951 - Alma dies and Mirabel becomes the matriarch

9th/10th September 1951 - Mirabel is arrested

4th November 1951 - first of Mirabel’s trial, she pleads her case

5th November 1951 - second day of Mirabel’s trial

6th November 1951 - final day of Mirabel’s trial, she begs Dolores for help and fails

8th November 1951 - Mirabel is sentenced

13th November 1951 - Mirabel is beheaded, Dolores is the only Madrigal in attendance

1st December 1951 - Julieta becomes the new town leader

Summer 1952 - Isabela and Luisa realise something isn’t right

#encanto #encanto au #encanto severed threads au

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gamerbearmira · 5 months

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I'm a Barbie girl

The spouses and the makeover <333

Idk I just felt the need give the spouses full bodies. And then the cool and warm couple get different clothes. Bruno doesn't change much, just a hat and his hair is tied back. Isabela, Dolores, Mirabel and Cereza insisted that they change the way they dress. Isabela's logic was that they leave behind everything from the encanto, including how they dress. And because I overexplain things. Here's why <33

So these specifically are after all the kids have married (save for Antonio). Julieta doesn’t work in the kitchen unless she’s in the bakery, so her casual clothes don’t have an apron, and her sleeves are unrolled. Agustín doesn’t feel the need to impress Alma, so he doesn’t wear a three piece, just a sweater <333 Pepa can more freely express her emotions, so sun isn’t the only major one, and the clouds represent how much more freedom she has? She also changed one of her earrings. Fèlix, not much changed, Antonio just wanted to match with him. And Bruno, he just tied his hair back and wears a hat now since preforms in the plaza in the day a lot.

ALSO THESE‼️‼️ I love doing these tbh idk why it’s so fun

#my asks #my asks are open #encanto #encanto au #au #encanto julieta #encanto Pepa #encanto bruno #encanto felix #encanto Agustin #mama isa #mama Isabela au #mama isa au #encanto mariano

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mantisgodiveblog · 29 days

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All right, let's get back at it. After a few days of The Horrors, we return to a silly little game that hasn't subjected us to the horrors quite yet. Very polite of it. The Fatigue is kicking our ass enough that this may be short, but we're still alive, and that's something to celebrate.

(Part 3 is here)

This is, like, a really funny thing to get as the first message of the day. Just really doing another one-message thread. Sorry, folks, it was the demo again. Secret second one.

Obviously, this is a joke of some variety, but it does make us wonder... how do names work here, exactly? Almost all of the characters we've seen so far from Vaugarde have had names with a similar "NPC" naming scheme - save for Mirabelle. Are we meant to read these as the characters' actual names, or are they a title that simply serves in place of a name? Do you have a "public name" which matches your passions, and a "private name" for home, and this kid has another name that they'd use in other situations with their friends, or do you simply change your name depending on your current post in life, and Mirabelle just hasn't swapped hers to something of the like? Do they answer this later?

...are we actually on the right track with the public/just for friends division?

#we speak #liveblog #in stars and time #act 1 #loop 0

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astroanesidora · 2 months

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🎂Happy Birthday Isabeau From ISAT! 🎉

⚠️ISAT SPOILERS.(Minor Act Two and Up/ Big Act Six Spoilers!!) PLEASE do go play/checkout this game!!✨

Anyhoo!! Lol not much of a writer.. Soo this will probably not be greatest of work, mistakes here n there I just had a rush of motivation, oh well enjoy ig!✨

Sprite/Game art by InsertDisc5 aka Adrienne!

Birthday Image is from Unsplash!

(It's Isabeau's Birthday today.)

You remember because Mirabelle and them had all gathered together to discuss it when Isabeau was out elsewhere. You all came together a week before and talked about getting gifts for Isa's special day.

And so here you are all at this rental lakeside house for the next few days. Floralbreeze Lake is the name of this place, named after windy weather and with all of the flowers that always grew all year. A perfect, serene place for any occasion. The house rent price was 50 but as Saviors of Vaugarde, they were given a pass for their saving everyone quest. The owner's way of gratitude for saving the world.

Everyone's here in the big living room which shares space with the kitchen and a fire place. Isabeau is sitting at the wooden countertop with Bonnie, who's a few feet away near the stove, who's busy at cooking up some food for the occasion!

( The scent of cooked veggies and baked fish fills the air. The clanking noise of metal and sizzling of oil.)

There was some baked fish, vegetable stir fry and vegetable beef stew, some drinks and sweets like White Chocolate Mousse and White Chocolate Cake for Isabeau. The white chocolate dishes were Bonnie's gift to Isabeau. Mirabelle sits down next to Bonnie and Odile takes the other side, leaving Siffrin to sit at Isabeau's side and Siffrin was more happy to have it this way.

Siffrin watches as Odile takes a slice of baked fish, Mirabelle scoops some stew into a small bowl and Bonnie takes a small serving of stir fry, Isabeau gets some of fish and Siffrin, himself takes a nice serving of stir fry. They all eventually take portions of all dishes expect for desserts since that's for later. Everyone is occupied with eating and chatting, enjoying the warm, cozy atmosphere.

( Everything tastes so good! As always Bonnie did a great job!)

Bringing another piece of fish to your mouth, and so you chew and savor the flavor. Your fork sinks into a carrot and then into another piece of fish, you eat both, listening into the conversations around you as usual. Mirabelle is happily gushing away about her favorite books with Odile, Bonnie's listening to one of Isabeau's stories as a Defender. You gaze sweeps upon your family members as you finish up your last bits of your meal. You take a sip of water before settling down in your chair. You reach into your pockets, to double check your gift to Isa, a wooden figure of him in his fighting position. Your hands pet against the smooth and carefully carved wood after getting some assurance to clear away your doubts. You put your empty dish to the side to make some room.

Bonnie and Isabeau finish up after you and Odile and Mira do the same sometime after the other two. You and Mira volunteer to gather the dirty dishes while Bonnie and Odile, and Isa put away the leftovers somewhere. You put the three plates and utensils into the sink, Mira puts the remaining dishes along with it. The dishes will be washed later, for now you all have a birthday to celebrate.

Odile and Bonnie bring over the desserts, Isabeau has a excitied and joyful look in his eyes as he sits down again. You put the candles into the cake, Mira is the one to light them up, the cake is pushed closer to Isabeau.

"Happy Birthday Isabeau!" Mirabelle beamed.

"Happy Birthday Za!! Don't forget to make a wish!!" Bonnie rejoiced with their arms in the air.

"Happy Birthday Isabeau." Odile added, adjusting her glasses.

(You breathe in and out. It's your turn.)

"Happy Birthday Isa." You say in a gentle and kind tone.

Isabeau smiles delightfully at everyone, a small hint of blush showing on his cheeks.

"Thanks everyone! I really appreciate it. This is the best birthday anyone could ask for!" Isabeau thanked, Isabeau closes his eyes for a few moments before blowing out the candles. A small round of applause and cake is about to be sliced and given out to everyone. Mira is the one to slice the cake, giving Isabeau the slice with extra berries.

Everyone gets a slice of the white chocolate cake eventually. You decide to skip out on this one but you do snag a few berries for yourself from Isabeau and the others. Isabeau also takes the mousse once Bonnie hands one to him.

Presents are next, Bonnie explains that the white chocolate desserts were their gift to Isabeau, Isabeau gives an extra thanks Bonnie for the desserts. Odile pulls out her gift, it's something small and wrapped in simple wrapping paper, Mira's gift seems somewhat big, hidden under slanted lined wrapping paper with a small bow on top.

You reach into your pocket and pull out the wooden figure, and hold it firmly. Isabeau looks around excitedly, he smiles so brightly and his eyes sparkle with delight. Isabeau moves his hands towards to you, you hand over the wooden figure of him. His face shines even brighter at the sight of your gift.

You meet his gaze without tucking away into your cloak or hat. The wood figure of Isabeau is smooth and clean, chipped and carved into perfection with small noticeable details like his earrings, indents for his fist, clothing. Isabeau holds it with great care, a quick glance with a mix of his "fufufu" and "Really" expression over at Odile, and Odile shoots a amused look back.

"Thanks Sif, I love it." Isa murmurs to you with a smile.

Odile goes next, she shoves over her gift across the countertop. "Here you go, Isabeau." Odile stated.

Isabeau grabs it and pulls off the paper, revealing the hidden contents. It's a small wooden sewing kit, with some simple leaf patterns decor within was some threads of different shades, clips and needles and a pair of small scissors with some other sewing materials that you can't remember are called.

"Whoa!!! Thank you Madam!" Isabeau bellowed, a hand examining the sewing contents while the other hand secures your gift. Isabeau scans through the small box, he closes it and gives another thanks as Odile nods and Isabeau puts the box and figure safely to the side.

Mirabelle excitedly gives her gift to Isabeau next. Isabeau rips off the paper, Two books now sit on the countertop. They're new books, all nice and clean in good condition and having that classic new book scent. "Ummm! I hope you like them!" Mira speaks with a grin.

"Ooh! Two new books and they're about romance!! I can't wait to give these two a read when I can!" Isabeau responded with joy and excitement. He flips over the books a few times to get a close look at them. Getting in quick looks as Isabeau flips through the pages. He puts all his gifts together, the books sit besides the sewing box and the Isabeau figure rests upon one of the book covers.

Isabeau signals everyone to come in closer to him for a group hug, Odile gives her amused expression again, Mirabelle's expression glows with delight and Bonnie smiles, arms in the air like they're cheering. Isa looks at you, getting that confirmation from you, you give a nod.

You all come together, Isabeau's arms wrap around all of your family members. Your arms and everyone's arms wrap around Isabeau, everyone embraces with love, care and warmth. Like a cozy warm blanket shielding against the cold. Everyone's happy and everything's good.

#in stars and time #isat #isat siffrin #isat isabeau #isat odile #isat bonnie #isat mirabelle

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i-am-not-your-little-princess · 2 years

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Lost at Sea

(SNEAK PEEK)

What was supposed to be a fun day at the beach, turns into Julieta and Agustín Madrigal's worst nightmare.

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"As a Parent, what was a scenario that still terrifies you to this day?"

Losing a small child on the beach.

This happened to Agustín and Julieta Madrigal years ago, and to this day, it still shakes them to their core.

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July, 1996

Little Mirabel Madrigal loves the beach. She loves the sand between her toes, the warm sun on her back, the sound of the waves crashing on the shore. The salty smell of the ocean air.

But what Mirabel loves most about the beach is going with her family.

Her papá was the first person to take her into the water. Her older sisters, Isabela and Luisa, and her prima, Dolores, taught her how to jump waves. (Mamá or papá had to hold her because she's 'too little'.)

Her primo Camilo is always entertaining. He tortured the poor seagulls one too many times; they finally got back at him. Just as he was about to take a bite of his sandwich, one swooped down and snatched it from him. He ran after the bird screaming and crying.

Mirabel felt kind of bad for laughing.

But there's one thing little Mirabel loves to do more than anything at the beach. Collecting seashells with her mamá. Mirabel loves when her mamá holds her hand, as they walk along the wet sand to find the shells. They have so many different shapes and colors! There's round ones, flat ones, spiky ones, pointy ones, flat ones! The ones that spiral are her favorites! If you press it to your ear, you can hear the ocean! Mirabel also loves looking for sand dollars! They're so pretty, but so hard to find!

So yes, Mirabel Madrigal loves the beach and collecting seashells with her mamá. But there was one problem: when Mirabel became interested in something, she became as quiet as a mouse. If someone turned their back on her, she could easily walk away without anyone knowing. She didn't mean to do it!

But that's exactly what happened one sunny summer day in July of 1996.

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lionlena · 11 months

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I'll stay with you... ( bc I love you) JavierPeñaxchubby!f!reader

A/N: Ok, I know I said this part is the last one...

And theoretically it is. If you chose non-pregnancy options. If you have chosen to be pregnant then this is the last part.

I've been having a rough day lately and I really needed something brighter. And I really believe after season three, Javier has matured and changed, so here it is: Javier as a dad.

Summary: Five years ago, you left Javier at an American airport. You refused to return to Colombia and hide pregnancy from him. Now your daughter is 4.5 years old and unexpectedly bumps into her papi.

Warnings: angst, fluff, smut, mentions of past trauma, oral sex but just a little.

Your daughter ran in front of you and jumped merrily. This child had boundless energy.

Guess after who?

Certainly not after you. You were tired of shopping and wanted to go home. But Mirabel begged you to take her out for ice cream.You couldn't resist the brown puppy eyes she inherited from her father.

In fact, she looked a lot like Javier. She had the same hair color, the same chin shape, same cheekbones.

God, she even laughed the same.

Only the nose and mouth she inherited from you.

You loved her. From the first moment you saw her. Not because she was Javier's daughter. Because, she was your child. And it wasn't always easy. Sometimes you missed the help of the other person when you got up in the night, but ... You weren't deceiving yourself. Even if you stayed with Javier, he'd rather go hookers than get up at night to calm down a crying baby. That's why you didn't regret anything. Well, maybe just once. When Mirabel came home from kindergarten and she crying and asked why other children had daddies and she didn't?

She was too young for to tell her the truth. So you said that her papi catches very bad people, very far away and you can't disturb him.

Fortunately, it was enough for her and she was happy again.

Javier was walking towards his favorite cafe when his heart stopped. Did he really see you? So many times he thought about finding you. So many times he wanted to tell you that he had changed, that he had dropped everything. Many times. But he always thought you were right to leave him. It took him a while, but he finally realized how badly he treated you. He had no right to hurt you, betray you, order you around. He didn't deserve you. And yet fate has put you in his way again. You were even more beautiful than he remembered. He barely noticed the child running in front of you. He only woke up when he saw the fear in your eyes and heard your scream:

"Mirabel!"

He rushed forward to save her.

You lost your head when you saw Javier walking towards you. You just stood there forgetting that your daughter was running in front of you. It has practically not changed. He was still damn handsome.

And suddenly a cyclist rode past you at high speed. Like in slow motion you saw him driving straight at your child. You were too far away to save her. Fortunately, Javier showed the reflexes acquired from years of chasing the sicario. He managed to grab the girl in his arms and jump aside.

Javier smiled at the baby in his arms.

"Are you all right, Pumpkin?"

The little one shook her head and laughed, and he had a strange feeling that he knew the sound. By this time you had already run up to them and started to look at her. She was fine. And of course she was laughing. Why not? You placed one hand on Javier's chest and began to breathe heavily. You didn't even notice you were doing it. It was instinct.

"Y/N are you okay? She's fine, really."

Mirabel looked at him in surprise.

"Do you know my mommy?"

Javier nodded and carefully set the baby down. He was still looking at you worriedly.

"Y/N, you're pale."

"I'm fine, Javier."

Your daughter picked up on his name right away.

" Jav, will you go out for ice cream with us?"

You really loved your daughter but sometimes you hated her openness to other people. Javier patted her head and replied:

"Sure Sweetpea! "

You didn't know if he agreed because he was curious about meeting you or he really worried about you.

Half an hour later, you watched your daughter sitting on the swing eating ice cream. Javier sat next to you on the bench and watched you closely.

"Thank you for saving her," you finally said when you were sure your voice wouldn't shake.

"It's okay. I feel it's my fault anyway. If you hadn't seen me, this wouldn't have happened."

"We don't know that. Fortunately, nothing happened. She didn't even understand how dangerous it was. She'll probably talk about it all as if it was a great adventure."

Javier really didn't want to be nosy but curiosity was eating him up. He sensed the perfect moment to ask the question that was bothering him. Did you have a husband?

"I'm sure her dad won't be happy when she tells him what happened today."

"We live alone" you said without even looking at him.

"Oh... So her father was an asshole who left you?"

You almost laughed. Javier obviously hasn't put all the facts together yet.

"Actually, I left that asshole at the airport. I figured he had more important things to do."

And then it clicked. Javier looked at Mirabel, then at you, then at the little girl again. Yeah! Age, looks and that laugh!

"That's mine daughter?"

You winced at that one specific word.

"I don't like the word "mine""

To your surprise, Javier immediately corrected himself.

"I'm her father?"

" Yes, Javier, but your part in it was very small. "

"I guess. You handled everything on your own. In fact, I shouldn't be surprised. You've always been strong."

You could hear the genuine admiration in his voice and you finally looked at him. He really looked different somehow. Like he hasn't changed. That handsome hot guy was still sitting next to you. Yet he seemed calmer, more composed, and more mature.

"What happened with you?" you asked.

"I was chasing the Cali cartel. As usual, I made a few mistakes... People died... And something finally snapped inside me. I retired. I lived with my father for a while and recently moved here. What about you?"

"I moved closer to my cousin during my pregnancy. She and her parents were very supportive. I moved here two years ago. I found a job, bought a house, and Mirabel went to kindergarten."

Javier looked at the baby again, and you saw delight fill his eyes.

"She is wonderful. I would like to get to know her better." He looked at you sadly. "Someday, if you let me..."

You felt a pang of guilt. There was a time when Javier treated you like a princess. He protected you and cared about you. He didn't deserve such suffering.

"You can drive us home."

You've never seen Javier so happy. Of course, like him, your daughter was also in heaven. You weren't even surprised when Mirabel grabbed Javier's hand and dragged him into the house to show him her bunny. You weren't surprised that she was sitting on his lap and enthusiastically telling him how to take care of Thumper. Although the truth was, you were the one taking care of that damn pet.

What really surprised you was Javier's behavior.

You never thought he would be so good with children. He was patient, gentle, and made Mirabel laugh. It was hard to believe that they had only known each other for a few hours. That's why you let him stay and read her a bedtime story. You promised yourself that as soon as Mirabel fell asleep you would tell him to disappear but Javier was standing in the doorway of the children's room and staring at the sleeping child.

"Javier, can we talk?" you whispered.

"Please give me five more minutes. I want to remember, what she looks like," he replied quietly and the despair in his voice hitting you.

"You talk as if you'll never see her again."

He finally looked at you and sighed heavily.

"And did I will see? You have power over me, Y/N. If you tell me to leave, I will. I have changed."

And you changed your mind. You couldn't just tell him to leave. You really saw that he was different. You grabbed his hand and dragged him towards the living room. You sat on the couch together.

"Do you really like that you have a daughter?"

He nodded his head and smiled slightly.

"Yes. It's just... I lost so much... Her first smile, first word, first step... First day of kindergarten."

"You are mad at me?"

"No. I'm angry but at myself." You looked at him surprised. "I know I was an asshole, Y/N. I used you and treated you like property. I never really asked what you wanted. I took everything because you gave in to me. If I had followed you at the airport then. If I had apologized for cheating... Maybe everything would look different."

"I don't think so. I think you needed time to mature."

Javier grabbed your hand.

"I want to apologize to you so much. Can I stay? If you don't want to..."

You didn't let him finish. You just jumped on him and wrapped your arms around his neck. You felt him hug you tightly and you sighed. All these years you wanted to hear that he was sorry.

"I missed you so much. You were such an asshole." You felt tears roll down your cheek. "And yet I missed you."

"I'm so sorry, cariño." You pulled back just enough to look into his eyes. You had to be sure he was sincere. "You know, I have never called anyone that. I've had other women, but I couldn't say this word without imagining your face."

Javier gently wiped away your tears.

"I love you Y/N." Your heart beat harder. "I really love you. I didn't realize it until you left me."

"Well, I knew I loved you. I loved you even when I left you and... I wanted to stop, but no man could compare to you. They were kind and faithful, but none of them made me feel the way I felt around you. But you have to understand something. If you want to stay, you can never be an asshole again. No more whores, no more possessiveness, no more selfishness."

"I'm done with all this a long time ago, I swear."

You nodded your head.

"Good, because if you hurt me, I'll cut you out of my life forever. But if you hurt our daughter, I'll kill you. I'm not kidding."

"I know you're serious. Even though I only met her a few hours ago, I'd kill anyone who tried to hurt her."

You laughed and suddenly you just wanted to kiss him. And you did it. You climbed onto his lap and connected your lips in a passionate kiss. You felt his hands begin to roam your body, but he did it differently. He was less pushy than before. He was cautious, like he still wasn't sure how much you would let him?

His hands gently squeezed your thighs.

"God, I missed you so much. Your body and everything you gave me. I screwed it all up."

"You have a chance to fix it"

You got up and walked towards the bedroom, but Javier didn't move. You narrowed your eyes.

"Do you need a special invitation?"

"Are you sure?"

"Javi , I'm not a little girl. I know what I want. Come on."

He finally came over to you and cuddled up to your back.

"And Mirabel? Won't she wake up?"

"Our daughter has a very heavy sleep."

He kissed your neck and whispered:

"I like it when you say it, "our daughter""

When you found yourself in bed you were delighted with Javier's gentleness. Maybe you missed it a bit his old heat, but you knew there was still time for that. When his head was between your legs, you felt the old shiver. He didn't disappoint you. Within minutes he had you writhing and moaning. As you slowly came out of your orgasm, he kissed your stomach and ran his hands over your hips. When he finally kissed you lips, you could feel your juices on his tongue. He rested his forehead against yours and asked:

"You want more?"

"Are you asking if I want to feel you inside me? Who are you and what have you done with Javier? Yes, I do."

He laughed and reached for his pants, pulled out his wallet, then found a condom. You raised your eyebrows.

"I assume you don't want any more kids, just yet," he said.

"I may never want to have more."

He nodded and kissed your thigh.

"It's okay. I'll respect any decision you make."

You dug your nails into his arms as he sticked into you. You felt wonderful. You've had several men, after him, but none of them knew your body as well as Javier.

You quickly felt your second orgasm approaching.

"Javier, I..."

"Me too honey"

Later, when you hugged each other and catches breath, you felt really happy. Javier buried his nose in your hair and hugged you tightly.

"You won't smoke?" you asked.

"I quit it."

You kissed his chest. But you had to ask one more question.

"Will you be here in the morning?"

"Of course. I'll stay with you because I love you. I'll be here as long as you let me."

You snuggled closer to him and fell asleep.

You woke up in the morning refreshed and happy. Javier wasn't next to you, and when you looked at your watch, you became concerned. Normally, your daughter should be jumping over you, by now. You stand up quickly, and as you left the bedroom, you immediately smelled delicious smells coming from the kitchen. As you got closer, you heard your baby's laugh. You silently stood on the doorstep and your heart melted.

Javier was standing by the stove with Mirabel settled on his hip. The little girl laughed and poured pancake batter into the pan, and he praised her. Although even from a distance you were able to see that pancakes have various shapes and none of them are round.

"Chef Mirabel, should I turn the pancake?"

Your daughter tilted her head slightly. She was clearly a chef and took her position very seriously.

"Hmm... Yes!"

You couldn't help it anymore and laughed. This, of course, drew their attention to you. Javier had to be very dexterous not to drop Mirabel when she suddenly turned to you.

"Mommy, we're making pancakes!"

"Yes, I see darling."

You moved closer and kissed her cheek. You wanted to take her in your arms, but she wasn't going to let go of Javier. "As if she knew", you thought. Javier gave you a quick kiss on the lips and focused on not burning the pancake. You pulled back and watched them finish making breakfast. When the last pancake was taken out of the pan, your daughter looked at you and asked:

" Can Jav stay with us? Will he be my uncle?"

You bit your lip. Two pairs of brown puppy eyes stared at you with hopefully. You couldn't break their hearts. You made a decision.

"Actually, Javier is your papi and he will staying with us."

Your daughter's eyes widened and then she began bouncing happily in Javier's arms.

" Papi! Papi!" she screamed and covered his face with her little hands. "You don't have to catch bad people anymore?"

"No," he choked out and hugged her tightly.

Javier looked so happy, like you just gave him a star from sky. He looked at you gratefully and whispered:

"Thank you."

You knew everything would be fine. The love in his eyes made you sure of it.

And maybe even one day, you'll let him say "mine" again. If he says it again as a declaration of love and a promise to never hurt you again.

When I was young, before we begun I never thought we all had someone

I took your breath but you took the rest

I promised you always a place on my chest

Sometimes the love, the love of your life Can make you feel weak, too tired to fight But I'm trying my best to look in your eyes 'Cause tears never age and years never die, die

But sometimes the love that you feel is just making it worse When I'm disappointing you, we both end up hurt

So I left a note on our bathroom mirror If you ever forget that you love me

*Isak Danielson - If You Ever Forget That You Love Me

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Part 2

Part 3

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furienna · 8 months

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I've got a very mixed relationship with TV Tropes. They banned me twice for no real reason, but I can't stop admiring their archive of tropes. This is what a work page for my "Encanto" fanfic, "Cracks in the future", would look like. (Some of these tropes also fit the canon characters in the movie.) This fanfic is set in an alternate universe, where Bruno has a wife (Míriam) and two kids (Teresa and Víctor).

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Adaption Personality Change: Downplayed. There's a bit less emphasis in this fic on the weirder things, that Bruno will do in the movie. This is partly because most of it is told from Teresa's point of view, and she's a Daddy's Girl who won't find him strange. But it helps as well that he's happier in this fic than in most of the movie, and it makes his anxieties less pronounced and easier to control. That said, it is made clear that Bruno still manages to weird other people out. Abuelo Gonzalez (his father-in-law) actually wonders if he's "right in the head", and Pablo is forced to admit that he can see why people would find him "odd". But still, while Bruno is likely to cover his face with a hood if he's out in public, except if Míriam is there to pull it down, he will never wear a bucket over his head here. And he still has rats as pets long before it would be seen as normal, but his two alter egos Hernando and Jorge are never mentioned at all in this fic. And even him being superstitious is only mentioned exactly once.

Adaptional Angst Downgrade: Bruno is generally much happier in this fic than in most of the movie. It is true that he still deals with the pressure from his mother, and with a bunch of judgemental villagers. But it's noted that him meeting Míriam has improved his life a great deal. He never hid from his family for years either in this fic, since he could talk to his wife about his visions and had two kids to raise. Bruno and Míriam decided to simply not reveal what he saw in Mirabel's future. That made his mother furious with him, but he didn't have to become a hermit…

The Alcoholic: Tía Malena's husband Enrique is described as a violent drunk, and nobody in Malena's family likes him.

All Work vs All Play: This is what Míriam and Malena were in their younger days. Míriam preferred to stay at home and help their parents in their shop, but Malena would be out dating different guys instead.

Almighty Mum: When a bully's father is about to start attacking Bruno's door, Bruno can't do much except take his crying wife into his tower, and tell his kids to go to their rooms and hide there. And as soon as the man attacks the door, what saves the situation is that the door gives the attacker an electric shock, and that Abuela Madrigal arrives and tells him and his wife off. They try to make it look as if everything is Bruno's and Teresa's fault, but that doesn’t work at all. Abuela Madrigal only tells them to leave. And naturally, they must obey her. * As a matter of fact, people respect Abuela Madrigal so much that Teresa can use it. She learns that if Pablo's father keeps on slandering her and her father, her bringing up her abuela is the only way to make him stop.

Ascended Extra: Bruno has never hidden from his family for a decade in this fic, where he becomes the beloved father of protagonist Teresa. So he naturally has lots of screen time here, that he didn't have in the movie.

Awful Wedded Life: Tía Malena is clearly unhappy with her marriage to Enrique, who's described as a violent drunk who nobody in Malena's family likes. Also, Pablo reveals to Teresa that he wonders if his parents even still like each other. Both of these cases are in contrast to the three happy Madrigal marriages.

Bespectacled Cutie: Mirabel happens to be the only family member except for her father, who needs to wear glasses. She's also the only Madrigal kid to have no gift and struggles with that.

Beta Couple: Julieta and Pepa are already dating Agustín and Félix respectively, when Bruno and Míriam get together in the first chapter. It is later revealed in the second chapter, that Julieta and Pepa are planning triple dates. And later on in the story, the three couples have been married for 22 years and are still friends. * Dolores and Mariano become this to Teresa and Pablo by the end of the story. It is a case though, where the Betas get together later than the Official Couple, since everyone had just expected Mariano to propose to Isabela, while Dolores had hidden her feelings for him.

Big Sister Instinct: Teresa manages to save Víctor from a group of mean bullies, and it's revealed that Pepa used to do the same thing for Bruno.

Birth-Death Juxtaposition: Abuelo Pedro was killed during an attack right after his kids were born.

Bookworm: Bruno is hardly fond of being out among people in public, but he will still take his family on regular visits to the local library. It is noted that he was an avid reader as a young man. So now, it is important to him to encourage his kids to read. And it worked especially well with Víctor, who loves to go to the library. However, Teresa will borrow a book or two as well.

A Boy, A Girl, And A Baby Family: Dolores is 21 years old, Camilo is 15 years old and Antonio is the baby of the family at five years old.

Boyfriend-Blocking Dad: Bruno becomes a downplayed example when Teresa meets Pablo. Bruno is clearly uncomfortable with it, but he still is more nervous than aggressive. And he doesn’t have anything bad to say about Pablo, he is even able to apologize for acting weird, and acknowledge that Pablo is the first person who isn't a family member, who will respect him. As soon as Teresa asks her parents if she can bring Pablo to her room though (she promises that they'll only talk, but they would be alone together in her bedroom), Bruno has to warn him that he can't do anything "improper" to her.

Brooding Boy, Gentle Girl: Downplayed with Bruno and Míriam as he is as gentle to her as she is to him. They were also both lonely before they met each other. However, Bruno was extremely unhappy until then. And he still has his anxieties and a bad reputation. Míriam managed to see that he wasn't dangerous though, even if she was the only girl in the Encanto to be willing to date him. Nowadays, it is her job to help him deal with whatever his problems are… * Pepa and Félix are a gender-inverted example. She is very hot-tempered and overly emotional, and it became his job to calm her down (and it's a very important job, since Pepa's mood controls the weather in the Encanto).

The Bully: A gang of them attack Víctor in an alley before Teresa can stop them. One of the bullies who insults their father gets what he deserves though… * It is revealed that Bruno also was attacked by bullies when he was younger, and that Pepa had to strike them in their heads with lightning.

Bumbling Dad: Mirabel's father, Agustín, is clumsy and always attracts bees, but he does love his wife and his daughters dearly and will do anything for them.

Canon Foreigner: Míriam, Malena, their parents, Teresa, Víctor, Leonor, Pablo, Pablo's family and Enrique are all characters, who don't appear in the movie.

Clashing Cousins: Teresa and Isabela are never able to get along. But then, Teresa suddenly has an epiphany that Isa almost accepted a loveless marriage. And it makes her feel sympathy for her at last…

Daddy's Girl: Teresa is very devoted to Bruno and won't let anybody insult him (and that is what most of the villagers do). She is very adamant about assuring that he's right about all of his visions. Her theory is that she got the same gift as him for this reason: Since she loves her father so much, she can't imagine having a different gift…

Demoted To Extra: This happened to several of the characters from the movie. Mirabel is Teresa's best friend and still an important character, but she's not the protagonist and will not appear in every chapter. And as much as Julieta, Pepa, Agustín, Félix, Camilo and Antonio are still there, they only get a few lines each. When it comes to more minor characters from the movie, like the kids who pestered Mirabel, Señora Pezmuerto and Señor Flores, they are still around as well, but they're not named and don't get any lines. Osvaldo Orozco Ortiz is an aversion though, as he is in the spotlight in one scene.

Disappeared Dad: Abuelo Pedro was forced to sacrifice his life to save all the other villagers, when they were attacked when his three kids had just been born. Not only did this traumatize his wife Alma (a k a Abuela Madrigal), but it's clear that Bruno (who was the only boy) also struggled a lot as he didn’t have a father. * Nobody has ever found out what happened to Teresa's cousin Leonor's father. He seems to have just disappeared one day. So he must have either been killed, or he found some way to leave the Encanto and abandon his pregnant fiancée.

Energetic and Soft-Spoken Duo: Mirabel and Dolores end up with this dynamic, when they're in the same scene together. Mirabel is very bubbly and talkative, Dolores is calmer and much quieter.

Fiery Redhead: Tía Pepa is red-headed and really hot-tempered. Her mood is what controls the weather in the Encanto.

Foolish Sibling, Responsible Sibling: Míriam had become the responsible sister, who preferred to stay at home and help her parents in their shop. Malena would be out dating different guys instead. Even as they've reached their middle age, Míriam is Happily Married and described by Teresa as a perfect wife and mother, while Malena is stuck with a violent drunk and is very jealous of her sister.

Freudian Trio: The three middle-aged women in the Casita form a trio like this. Pepa is really hot-tempered (the Id), Julieta is the calm and responsible sister (the Superego), while Míriam does her best to be the perfect wife and mother, but she can still start crying and lose her temper (the Ego). * This is true for their husbands as well. Félix is jolly and extroverted (the Id), Agustín is calm and more composed (the Superego), while Bruno is introverted, but will often show emotions like sadness and anxiety and shame (the Ego). * And naturally, this is true with the triplets too, with Pepa as a hot-tempered Id, Julieta as the calm Superego and Bruno as the introverted but nervous Ego.

Generation Xerox: Míriam got really scared the first time she saw Bruno's eyes glow green, and it made him plead with her to not leave him. Years later, this is repeated but gender-inverted with Teresa and Pablo. He is very startled when he sees her eyes glow green, and it makes her plead with him to not leave her. * Pablo's mother says that Teresa reminds her of her mother though. But later, Pablo reveals to Teresa that her eyes will look sad even when she's smiling. And that's a trait, that she's apparently inherited from her father. * Víctor is very much like Bruno, which has become notable to lots of people. Both of them are described as having a melancholy and nervous personality. Their pictures that hang next to Abuela Madrigal's door are nearly identical. Both of them are also into writing stories and theater and have rats as pets. * But a lot of this might go back one more generation. As soon as Pablo sees a painting of Abuelo Pedro, he says he thinks that Bruno looks a lot like him. Bruno and Víctor are also implied to have inherited their writing skills from him.

Generational Trauma: Abuela Madrigal watched her husband get killed during an attack. And it made her think that her kids and grandkids have to work hard, and produce new generations of Madrigals, so the magic and their protection from new attacks will stay strong. But it makes her do things like allowing the villagers to slander Bruno, pushing Mirabel to the side until she feels unloved, pressuring Isabela to think that she must enter a marriage that she doesn’t want, and Luisa to think that she has to work hard until she almost burns herself out. Teresa is mostly left alone until she meets Pablo. But then, Abuela Madrigal makes it clear that she wants great-grandkids. It is only after the Casita crumbles and the magic is lost, that a healing process can begin…

The Glorious War of Sisterly Rivalry: Míriam and Malena have a responsible vs irresponsible divide, and not a smart vs pretty divide (even if Míriam is the wiser out of the two, and Malena is described as having been the more popular sister). But still, Malena seems to see her whole life as just a competition with Míriam. Malena is very bitter and jealous since Míriam has a better life than her. * Mirabel and Isabela are unable to get along, and Mirabel and Teresa love to mock Isabela for being so haughty. But they can reconcile after Isabela reveals her secret: she was only going to marry Mariano to please Abuela Madrigal.

Glowing Eyes: This is what happens when Bruno or Teresa looks into the future. Their eyes will glow green.

Good Parents: Teresa and Víctor feel that Bruno and Míriam definitely are this. Teresa adores her father and admires her mother, just as much as Víctor adores his mother and admires his father.

Green Thumb: Isabela's power is that she can grow plants out of nowhere.

Happily Married: Teresa is glad that she grew up around three happy marriages (Bruno/Míriam, Pepa/Félix and Julieta/Agustín), but she can also describe her abuelos as being devoted to each other…

Hidden Depth: Even if Teresa didn't quite agree with Mirabel that Mariano was a "dumb hunk", she is very surprised when she learns that he's a poet.

Honorary Uncle: This story has an inversion. Normally, Teresa and Víctor would have called Tía Malena's husband "Tío Enrique". But nobody in Malena's family likes him because he's a violent drunk, so nobody has taught Teresa or Víctor to think of him as their tío. He is therefore referred to as just "Enrique".

Housewife: Zig-zagged with Míriam. She devotes a big chunk of her life to just taking care of her husband and her kids, and that is clearly what she wanted. However, she likes to run her family's shop too after she gets a chance to do so. Still, she is ready to cut down on her hours in the shop after the magic returns.

I Am Not Pretty: Teresa is very surprised when Pablo actually calls her pretty. What she thought was that Isabela was the pretty one.

I See Dead People: Víctor's power is that he can both see and hear the spirits of the dead.

I Want Grandkids: Actually, Abuela Madrigal is pushing for great-grandkids now. This is very justified though since she believes that if the Encanto will survive, there must be new generations of Madrigals to keep the magic strong.

In-Series Nickname: "Mira" for Mirabel, "Isa" for Isabela and "Juli" for Julieta. Antonio and Pablo are called "Toñito" and "Pablito" by their respective mothers. * As a way more negative example, Bruno is known as "Bad Luck Bruno" among the villagers. It is even used by his brother-in-law Enrique, but he's not portrayed in a positive light anyway.

Jacob and Esau: Pablo is clearly his mother's favorite, and Pablo is convinced that his brother Manuel is their father's favorite.

The Jinx: Most of the villagers consider Bruno as one of these. They think that not only can he see the future, but he will make all kinds of bad things that he sees happen. Teresa is later accused of causing an old woman's death as well…

Like Mother, Unlike Daughter: Mirabel and Dolores swapped their mother's roles. Mirabel is bubblier than Julieta, while Dolores is quieter than Pepa.

The Lost Lenore: Abuelo Pedro was forced to sacrifice his life during a war. That is when the miracle was born, but it has truly traumatized his wife, Alma, who saw it happen in front of her eyes. As the years went by and she became best known as "Abuela Madrigal", she started to put a lot of pressure on her kids and grandkids. She thought that this was the only way to keep the magic strong, and it would give them protection from new attacks…

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My little baker, María Garcia 😭💚 ✨️ (Part 1/3) @encanto-extended-edition

Week 1: Introductions

Backstory:

25 years before the canon movie events, María García (23) lived in Encanto her whole life and worked at her family's recently formed bakery. While trying to gain attraction to the hidden business, María got the opportunity to meet the Madrigal triplets (25).

Intrigued the most by Bruno, she made it her mission to become his friend. Once their friendship is established, María accidentally develops deeper feelings for her best friend and desperately tries to hide her unwavering crush.

Their friendship almost dismantled when María witnesses Bruno performing his gift and becomes frightened by it. Upon encountering Bruno then apologizing profusely and begging for forgiveness, their friendship is rekindled (however she never lets herself forget her hurtful actions.) After some assurance, comfort, and a surprise kiss the two end up confessing and begin dating.

While their relationship is seen as not truthful at first, they prove the accusations wrong. Their new relationship is blissful, until Bruno has an involuntary vision of María's bakery burning down with her along with it. The two desperately try to figure ways to save her family's livelihood but in the end it is all for naught as the cause of the fire was by a cruel third party individual, completely out of their control. While María manages to live, she has recurring nightmares and flashbacks of the fire.

During the rebuilding of the bakery, the persecutors were held accountable and life slowly went back to normal. Once Bruno and María marry after 5 years of dating, María did her best to help support Bruno as he struggled in the family but her efforts weren't enough as all his disparity lead up to his disappearance.

For 3 years María wallowed over Bruno and became a much more reserved version of herself, until she ended up finding him one night sneaking around Casita. Despite being upset with him, she agrees begrudgingly to help keep his secret but in return she distances from the family and becomes estranged. He promised to write letters whenever he could via rat postage.

Due to the discovery and overwhelming guilt knowing where Bruno was hiding, María tried desperately to distance herself from the Madrigals.

They kept in contact through notes via rat postage and did a few visits in the beginning but they had to stop due to the immense pain that also came with them. One day, her young sobrina Mirabel visits her and asks about her Tío Bruno.

María guides her to look for the vision, despite going against her promise towards her husband, she had faith in Mirabel. When Casita falls, María helps the family but is horrified at the notion that Bruno may have been killed.

Returning to her home for supplies, Bruno is there and they are reunited for a bit.While María joins to family to search on foot, Bruno rides off to look for Mirabel Once everyone is back together, María finally reconnects with the entire family alongside her husband.

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zafirosreverie · 1 year

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Change the future part 2

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"Mom...do you think it’s gonna be today?" Isabela asked softly as she watched her mother pacing up and down the room, Luisa looking anxiously out the window.

"I don't know mi vida...I hope so"

Julieta wrung her hands nervously and looked at her daughters. It hurt her heart not to have answers for them, but she couldn't lie to them either, she just had to hope and pray that today was the day.

"Do you think they remember us?" Luisa asked, earning a hiss from her older sister.

"Of course they remember us! They didn't leave so little!" Isabela crossed her arms "besides, we sent them letters, and...they surely remember how we look...right mom?"

The healer smiled at her eldest daughter and tried to appear as calm as she could. She truly understood, she knew where Luisa's fear and Isabela's anxiety came from. More than five years had passed since you left, refusing to wait for Bruno and taking your children and Mirabel with you.

Five years since the last time she saw her daughter, since Isabela and Luisa lost their sister, and despite the fact that you had found a way to communicate with her without her mother finding out, the truth is that there was always the doubt if her daughter and nephews remembered them if you missed them as much as they missed you.

“I’m sure they do, Isa” She smiled, hoping she was convincing enough to calm her daughters down a bit.

Things hadn't been easy since you left. The shock lasted only a few hours for Alma, and then she had completely gone mad. Many things were shouted between mother and daughter that afternoon and it hadn't taken long for the family to find out everything. Of course, the reactions were mixed.

Pepa and Félix had looked at her in astonishment and perhaps a little afraid, she didn't blame them, she knew the burden that her mother had put on them after Mirabel's failed ceremony. Agustín could never forgive her for letting you take their youngest daughter and in less than a month she was signing the divorce. She never saw him again. Yes, she understood that it had been a mistake to make that decision without consulting him, but she did not regret it, it had been the best for her baby, and although his absence still hurt her, she had to be strong for her other two daughters.

The children had all been confused. Dolores and Isabela were quick to more or less understand the situation and her eldest daughter was heartbroken when she asked if she had been the reason she had sent her little sister away, if she had been treating her too badly. Luisa and Camilo had not been better. Mirabel had been her nephew’s best friend and Luisa's favorite sister, and it hurt Dolores to have lost Joaquín and María.

Everyone had mourned the loss of the three children, but it seemed that Julieta herself had been the only one to remember that you were gone too. She knew that Pepa wasn't as close to you as she was, but she would have thought that her sister would have at least cared for you, but she didn't. And for a while, your name was strictly forbidden to the whole family, direct orders from Alma.

Her mother hated you as she had never hated anyone before, she didn't miss an opportunity to remind everyone of the horrible crime you had committed against the family and of which her own daughter had been a part of it. She also began to treat her as she once treated her precious Mirabel, and only confirmed to the brunette that she had made the right decision.

The healer didn't care much that she was no longer Alma's golden daughter, if she was being honest. Without the burden of her mother's expectations, she felt freer, lighter, and a little more in control of herself. She had more time to spend with her two remaining daughters, to really get to know the wonderful women they were gradually becoming, and that in turn saved them both.

Isabela never allowed her grandmother to control her life again, not after seeing how she treated her mother and understanding that she had treated her sister just like that. Luisa stopped leading the whole town behind her back and had been quick to learn and recreate her mother’s icy gaze for when someone tried to abuse her kindness.

The problem was when her mother tried to touch her little sister and her niece. No longer having her and Isabela under her orders, Alma needed other puppets, and her gaze had been riveted on Pepa and Dolores. Her poor sister began to break too soon as her mother tried to force her into the very mold the healer and her daughter had escaped from. There was no night that the rain did not fall hard in the town, while the redhead clung to her sister, crying from the pain that the situation caused her.

Pepa cried with fear, not only for her but for her children. Dolores began to be afraid to leave her room and Camilo didn't want anyone to look at him if he was not transformed, Alma's cruel words had done too much damage to their self-esteem and it broke the healer's heart to know that it was partly her fault. She was always stronger than her sister to bear that... maybe if she had continued to do so, everything would have been better.

It wasn't until Felix approached her one night to tell her that her sister was pregnant, that the brunette decided no, it wouldn't have been better. Pepa was afraid that the baby growing in her womb was going to break as soon as it came out of her like Camilo and Dolores were breaking, and Felix felt powerless and unable to protect his family. But Julieta could do it, she could protect her sister, her nephews, and her daughters. She wasn't going to let anyone touch her remaining family.

The next day, she fought another battle with Alma, one for the freedom of Pepa and her children. It had been hard but it didn't come close to what had already happened when you left with the children. She made it clear to her mother that she wasn't going to hurt anyone else, not on her watch. That represented an unexpected but beneficial change for the Madrigals: they began to think of her as the new head of the family instead of Alma, a change that even Casita seemed to accept since it stopped obeying her mother and only followed Julieta's instructions.

It was hard, having to make the tough decisions, teaching the family to fly free while she herself was still learning to let go of people's expectations, helping solve community problems, etc. But at least she wasn't alone, she had you.

There was no time of day when the healer felt happier and safer than she did when she was in her room writing a letter to you, or reading your almost immediate responses. In the end, it turned out that you had not only taken the children, but also a small part of the miracle, and both Joaquín and María had received a gift, even outside of Encanto.

A selfish little part of herself liked to think that the miracle knew she needed you, so she blessed her with a way to keep you close to her, even if you were worlds away. She didn't think it was a coincidence that Joaquín's gift allowed him to teleport objects and that combined with María's (who could bring everything she drew to reality) they had created the blessed box that she kept locked in her room and whose twin was with you.

It was some kind of portal, one too small for her to escape and see her daughter, but big enough for you and the children to send things and messages to her. Letters were the most common and she already had several albums with all the ones that Mirabel had sent her in recent years, it helped a little to alleviate the pain, and allowed her not to miss so much of her baby's life.

Of course, it was only a matter of time before Isabela and Dolores found out. Surprisingly, both of them had been excited and promised to keep it a secret in exchange for allowing them to send their own letters and gifts. She would never forget Isabela's hopeful look when she received her first letter from Mirabel, saying that she missed her and forgave her for everything. After that, it was you who asked her to invite Camilo and Luisa too.

As a consequence, the four of them spent most of their free time in Julieta's room, but she didn't care and the fact that Alma continued to look at them all as traitors, helped no one suspect anything. After all, where would the children feel most protected if not with her?

Also, it kept her sane. Her mother never knew that she still had contact with you, nor did her sister or her brother-in-law (because Pepa was still afraid of Alma and could have revealed it, so she didn't risk telling her), but you knew everything that happened in Encanto. There was nothing she wouldn't tell you, confiding in you her fears, worries, and insecurities, and you always knew what to say to make her feel better and reassure her that she was doing the best she could. It felt like you never left her.

In the end, it was just that, that bubble of love that you had helped her create together with the children, which allowed little Antonio to be born and grow up in a warm, loving home and, most importantly, out of the clutches of his grandmother. Pepa used to say that her boy would see her as a grandmother instead of Alma and she was quite amused when the baby began to follow his aunt everywhere as soon as he learned to walk.

It had been beautiful. A united and happy family (despite the shadow that had settled permanently in her mother's room), where everyone did the best they could and no one tried to fill each other's shoes, it was close to perfection…until Bruno came back.

The night her brother appeared at Casita’s door will always remain etched in Julieta's memory. She had been washing the dinner dishes when her sister's scream alerted her and she ran into the hall, only to be met by the pair of green eyes she didn't think she'd ever see again. Of course, she had joined Pepa in the crushing hug she had given the youngest triplet and she had cried with happiness, thinking how happy you would be when she told you. But then her brother dropped the bombshell and had broken something in her and in their relationship. He hadn't left.

For Julieta, it was as if someone threw a bucket of cold water on her and the humidity seeped into her bones while Bruno confessed that he was always in the walls. Pepa had been quick to hug him again and tell him that it didn't matter, that he was back and that was what mattered, but for the older triplet, it drove a wedge between her and her brother.

She couldn't forgive him for doing such a thing, because if he really was in the house the whole time, it meant that he had seen them all suffer, that he heard Pepa and her cry, that he witnessed the cruelty with which Alma treated Mirabel and more importantly: he saw you suffer. He knew how much he'd hurt you, he'd seen you cry yourself to sleep, waiting for him…and he hadn't cared.

She had gotten even angrier when Bruno had tried to explain to her the vision he had and how he had tried to protect Mirabel.

“Don't even mention my daughter” she had growled “do you think you protected her? Letting her be treated like dirt by mom? Letting them blame her for your absence? She was a baby, Bruno! And you only made it worse for her! Do you know who truly protected her? Y/N did”

In the end, Isabela and Félix had to get her out of there to prevent her from saying more hurtful things to her younger brother, and she had been quick to tell you everything. Of course, you had reacted just like her. Mirabel wrote her a letter a few days later to tell her that you had been crying every night since Bruno reappeared.

As the new head of the family, the Madrigals had waited for her to make a decision regarding Bruno's stay in the Casita. It hurt her a little that they thought she would leave her own brother out on the street despite how upset she was with him, especially considering that her mother still lived with them, but she supposed it was a fair thought considering her words to him. The healer received him back, but everyone could see that there was a broken link there.

However, her brother's return resulted in a change of dynamics that little by little began to separate the family. On the one hand, Alma had been quick to put her arm around Bruno's shoulders, taking advantage of the tension between the siblings, and Julieta hadn't been able to avoid it, while Pepa had been caught in the crossfire.

The children had not known what to do or where to turn. Isabela and Luisa were firmly by her side at all times, as was little Antonio, who refused to be away from his aunt, but Camilo and Dolores were torn between comforting their mother, re-establishing a relationship with their long-lost uncle, or supporting their aunt.

In the end, the bomb exploded in their faces. Julieta never wanted it to happen, but when her mother insulted Mirabel and tried to curse your name, she snapped. She had responded with the same cruelty as Alma and that had caused the miracle to break. The cracks had appeared quickly and suddenly, without giving them time to react.

She watched in horror as her daughter and her eldest nephew attempted to rescue the candle, only to be stopped by Casita and pushed along with the rest of them outside, preventing the building from collapsing on them. Fortunately, no one had been hurt, but their gifts were gone. It wasn't until later, after settling in a house that someone in town had lent them, that she realized what that meant: if the miracle wasn't there, there was a huge possibility that your children would have lost their gifts too, and with them, all contact with you, with her daughter, would have vanished. All because of her.

The brunette had cried herself to sleep, a huge emptiness growing in her chest and her guilt threatening to consume her. Silently, she had apologized to anyone who would listen. To her family for failing them, to her daughter for losing the only bond that united them, to you, for everything. Her only consolation was a letter Isabela had managed to salvage, one that had arrived just before everything went to hell:

The children and I talked and after a long time, we all agree that maybe it's time to go back. We will leave this afternoon. Mirabel is very excited to see you (although a little nervous too, despite the fact that I told her and that she had nothing to worry about), and Joaquín and María already want to hug you, just like me. I don't know what will happen when I have Bruno in front of me, but I do know that seeing you again, the family, is what keeps me going these days, so here we go. See you soon, Eta <3

-Y/N

That letter had been her anchor ever since. The hope of seeing you, of seeing her nephews, her precious Mirabel, of having them all in front of her after so many years, was the only thing that motivated her to get up every day because, like her daughters, she listened to a small voice inside her that always whispered in the back of her mind: maybe today.

"I wish Dolores could hear them" Isabela whispered, pulling her out of her thoughts.

"Isa" she said with a warning tone.

"I know, I know, sorry" her daughter sighed "it's just that... it would save us a lot of disappointment"

Julieta looked at her for a moment before sighing and hugging her against her chest. She shared her daughter's feelings, it was too painful to wait all day to see if you and the children would appear on the horizon, only for the night to catch up with no trace of you. She didn't know if her heart would take much more.

"Mamá?" Luisa called

The woman looked at her other daughter, worried by the tone of her voice, and both she and Isabela separated when the muscular girl leaned even more over the frame, almost stepping out of the window.

"Luisa?" she asked carefully "Mi amor, what's wrong?"

"Look" her daughter pointed to something outside "I think... it's them"

Julieta immediately looked where Luisa was pointing, and she felt her heart race and her stomach twist the moment she saw four dots advancing towards the house where they were. She had not seen you in five years, but she could always recognize your figure, no matter how many lifetimes had passed. You were really there, you were really back.

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