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gamerbearmira · 2 years

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An AU Drabble for @alloutdisneyfan !

She has an AU when Mirabel creates doll children that come to life :) This is one is where Antonio, the first doll, comes to life on her 10th birthday :DD

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Antonio had been with her for as long as he could remember. Granted, that wasn't long, because he had only gained his life a few months ago, but it still stands; Mirabel was the best thing that happened to him.

He wanted to thank her. Do something. He wanted to be with her. He wanted to be with her family, he wanted to be with her sister Luisa and primo Camilo. He wanted to be with the sweet and kind Julieta and the clumsy yet well meaning Agustin.

He wanted to live.

He had been working at it for so long. Each day, he would try and move his patchy fabric arms and legs. His clay and hands and feet would occasionally move or even lift a bit off the bed Mirabel rest him gently on.

For so long, he had worked at moving. And now, he was finally doing it.

His Mirabel had left to go have fun. After all, it was her birthday---her tenth from what he heard. He wanted to give her a gift, a drawing. He just need to get to her desk where all the things were set up.

He wobbled as he clung to the bed post, the sand filling keeping him on the ground. He pushed back and balanced him self. He was standing up! Now, all he had to do was walk.

Antonio had seen everyone in the house do it. One foot forward, then the other foot.

He looked down, his bare clay feet having small cracks from where he hit the floor too hard. He had to be careful. After a few seconds, he put one foot forward. Then the next. And the next.

He was much like a baby learn to take his first steps. And he loved it. Once he got the hang of walking, he hoisted himself up to the desk.

Take a pencil, he put it to paper and began his drawing. For his first time, it wasn't that bad. Sure, it was a bit wobbly, but that was expected. He wasn't fully articulated. Not yet anyway.

He continued his picture slowly. She would love it. She would love him. Maybe even her family would love him! And he would love them back.

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Antonio was resting in the chair when he heard his Mirabel finally come back to Casita. Now was his chance, he could give her the drawing! He had spent so long on it, having to take breaks whenever he moved his hand too much and small amounts of clay would dust off.

Picking up the piece of paper, he toddled his way to the door. He could hear them. Julieta, Agustín. Luisa and Camilo. Mirabel, the birthday girl.

He reach to the door knob on his toes, using the heavy sand that filled up his insides to pull it down. He was almost there.

Antonio had taken notice to Casita. The house was so nice, helping him walk. The tiles and floor boards would flip up and balance him when he almost fell.

He could see her, Mirabel!

As he made his way down the steps, he saw Mirabel look at him. Her face was that of shock, but not in anger or fear. Rather, curiosity.

His face usually rested in the same face; a bright smiled, his eyes shining when they it the light. Mirabel had painted it onto his clay head, and so far, he had only been able to blink. But she Mirabel look at him with such wonder? It triggered something.

He could feel his eyes squint as his mouth seems to break open, giving her a toothy smile.

By this point, he was in front of her, and was holding up the drawing. The entire family was in the courtyard now, looking at the little boy who was once an inanimate doll.

He just had to say the words. He had heard it many times that day, and now all he had to do was say it.

"Haaaaa...Haaaa...ppppyy...B-Bir...th...d-day....Mira...Mirabe...Mirabel!" Antonio said. His voice matched his appearance; child like. He hadn't heard it before, but he liked it. And from Mirabel's face, so did she. She carefully took the drawing and examined it.

It was her and Antonio holding hands. Beside her was her mama and papa, along with Luisa and Camilo, who were standing on his side.

It made sense. Other than Mirabel, those were the only four that ever paid him any positive attention. Julieta and Agustin thought he was adorable, and often encouraged Mira be to keep him. Camilo would pick him and dance, or rather attempt to. Luisa held him close, her huge arms wrapped around him ever so gently.

"Antonio...did...how did...?" Mirabel fumbled over her words, stopping when Antonio clung to her legs.

"Loooooovvvve...Mirabel...want live...want be...wiii....thhhhh...you...want...familia." Antonio dragged out his words, indicating he hadn't spoken much before, if at all.

Mirabel blinked rapidly before picking him and up hugging him back. She turned towards her mother, who's face still wore shock.

"Can I...Can he?" Mirabel pleaded.

Julieta looked at Antonio, and her faced softened. The not looked so happy, and so did her hija. Luisa loved him, and Camilo liked him too. She looked at Agustín, who simply shrugged.

"Of course," Julieta held out her arms. Antonio's eyes widened, before he let himself fall into her arms. Julieta caressed his face, the smooth clay feeling soft under her skin. "Welcome to the family, Antonio."

Antonio beamed as he hugged Julieta tightly.

This is what he wanted. He wanted a family. He wanted to be with Mirabel, with her family. Even if Doña Madrigal, Isabela, Dolores, Pepa or Felix didn't like him, he didn't care. He had Mirabel and her family, and he was OK with that.

He was so glad he came to be. He wouldn't have it any other way.

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Hope y'all like this 😩😩

#encanto #encanto au #au #encanto mirabel #encanto antonio #encanto Luisa #encanto camilo #encanto Julieta #encanto agustín #mirable the miracle maker au #my asks are open #my asks

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khsupergeekartblog · 2 years

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Another commission done! This one was for @zarathesilentgamer! These were a lot of fun to do and really just made me happy how they look!

[OG character designs]

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purpleponder · 1 year

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Reading a really sad fanfic during a really long car ride with your family is the worse possible thing to do

#i was reading an Encanto fanfic #and started crying #had to stop myself from loudly sobbing #it’s one where Mirable suffers from Hanahaki #AO3 #it’s called Rosas Doradas #really good angst if you need to feel something #and if that something is SaDNess #Fuck #man…#fanfic #encanto

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aceyanaheim · 2 years

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Mirable ranting about Isabela sajkfhkdsf

#i love that shes not some soft baby child she has!! negative emotions #she has complexes that mess her up #let her!!#its her realizing shes wrong about isa and luisa that really starts the healing and i just think thats neat #its everyone comunicating but also her not wanting to hug Isa lke ;'can i do Anything Else' djsfkas maribel #like 'i know i said i would save the family but i have to hug my sister??'' ksjfd sibling culture #encanto #Mirable: shes so perfect and annoying and idk what i did to her shes just the owrst #bruno who just came out of the tower to give a vision:...you good fam??#XD

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summerfrwrks · 2 years

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loving moments part 1

(ready to read at Ao3) the moments we share

Pairing: Mariano Guzmán/Dolores Madrigal

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Summary:

The moments Dolores and Mariano share before Casita broke down.

(Previously named: Moments in Between.

Age references of timeskips are provided at the end notes in Ao3)

Author’s highlight (author’s favorite part/ part they liked writing the most or found most entertaining):

“Dear Mariano, have you met our wonderful Isabela?”

Abuela introduces Isabela to Mariano, sharing praises and attempting to be subtle with her matchmaking. Setting up a foundation of interest for the pair. It was then that her Tio Bruno’s words came back to her. His vision about her being in a complicated situation with the future love of her life.

From then on, she does her utmost best not to be attached to the kind and musical boy. But if she were to look back behind her that night, to even take a glimpse of the young boy trying to pay attention to the Madrigal matriarch, she would have seen a disappointed Mariano wishing to ask her for a dance.

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madricat · 1 year

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Do I wanna know if you’re falling in love with me?

a Carlos x y/n fic loosely based on Do I Wanna Know and Falling In Love With You. This is my first fic ever written, so be prepared. Maybe some spelling errors.

Word count: 2269

inspo from here

There he was. Once again. Just you and him. Together. It was all too good to be true…

“Carlos!!! Mijo, hurry. Time to wake up!”

Of course. Defeated, he decides to get out of bed. When he does, he realizes his hand is gripping on to something.

“Dios Mio”

It was the little bear he has had since he was a kid. A little maroon bear with buttons for eyes and his initials CM on its feet. Every time he dreams of you, the bear is held tight.

Once he puts the bear down and gets ready for the day (obvi making his hair cover his eye), he heads downstairs for breakfast.

“ Hola Tia,” he said while walking into the kitchen. “Ay Carlos, that’s the fifth time you’ve slept in this week,” Julieta said while cleaning the kitchen. “I know” “Another dream?” his Tia questioned as he went over to pour himself a cup of juice. “Si,” he responded before taking a sip.

His tia was one of the people he trusted. She knows about his little crush. How lately he’s been waking up late cause of his dreams.

“Why don't you say something?” she peaked up. Carlos shrugged his shoulders while taking a bite of an empanada that was sitting on the counter. “Mmm, this is really good. Did you try a new filling?” he questioned with food in his mouth, so good he kept going for another bite.

“Si! y/n gave me the idea, actually.” Upon hearing our name, a blush instantly appeared on his face. Of course, it didn’t help for him to think that you were getting along with his tia, someone he loves very much.

“Carlos? Que Pasa?” “nada,” he quickly denied anything. “Then what’s that color in your cheeks?” she says teasingly to the poor flustered boy. “I have to go now! Adios Tisa!” he said, quickly exiting the kitchen before it could get any worse. Watching the sight of her nephew leave in a fluster made her laugh to herself.

In all fairness, Carlos really had nowhere to go. So he just decided to take a walk. Everywhere he passed, people were afraid. Oh, how he hated it. He hated it because he didn’t want you to as well. But according to his fears, he can't change how people see him, just like he can't shift the tide. It was something he couldn’t get rid of, like something in his teeth.

He was then snapped out of it when he heard a laugh. Not just anyone, though, yours. That damn laugh that made his knees weak. How he wanted to be the one to make you laugh, be right beside you and make you smile so big.

“That sounds crazy y/n,” Mirable said in between laughs, “I wish I could go with you.”

“...go?” Carlos mumbled under his breath. No, you can't go. You just came a few months ago. You can't just leave after coming into his life. It would make him sad to see you go. He was sort of hoping you’d stay in this little town he calls home, even if it wasn’t your first home.

Ever since you came into town, something inside him hasn't been the same. Ever since the Encanto mountains broke, people have been coming in (ofc after Abuela approved). Carlos didn’t mind the new people as long as they didn't bother him. They were also new prank victims, so that was a plus. But he couldn't do that to you. It’s like whenever he tries, his body stops him. A feeling you can't fight.

After learning about his defeat, he thought it was better to just go back home. The whole way back home, he dragged his feet and held his head low. Even when he arrived, Casita could see his mood and quietly opened its doors.

As he trenched up the stairs and down the hall, he got stopped by a voice he knew all too well, almost like the little voice in the back of his head.

“Have you got the guts?” a hushed voice questioned. “ Que?” “When are you gonna tell them?” his sister kept questioning him. “Tell who what?” he kept denying. “Tell y/n that you are in love with them,” she finally said. “Love is a bit strong,” Carlos rebutted. “Dios Mio, you have no idea that you’re in deep,” she said dramatically; she couldn’t believe him. With this, Carlos gives Dolores a puzzled face. “You’re deeply head over heels for them,” she exclaimed. “You’re far from the truth,” he denied. “Then why did your heart start racing then,” she said with a little smirk, now seeing the color in his cheeks return.

Once he snapped back to it, his face turned upside down again. “ You overheard y/n and Mirabel, didn’t you?” With silence as her answer, she felt terrible for her Hermano.

After a while of no words exchanged, Carlos finally peaked up “...when do they leave?” “next week…you know-” “do I wanna know?” Carlos interrupts her. “Que?” she questioned, confused. “ Do I really wanna know if this feeling flows both ways?” he said, rolling his eyes in exaggeration and crossing his arms. “Talk to them then,” Dolores suggested. “When?” “Tonight,” she exclaimed before she started walking away. Then she stopped for a sec and turned her head towards him. “After all, the nights are mainly for saying what you can’t say tomorrow.” And with this, she continued walking away.

Well, he was screwed. It was tonight. Now or never. After months of being in love having a crush, he was finally gonna confess. He was pacing around his room, stressing. He didn’t have a clue about what to do. NONE! As he defeatedly throws himself into his desk chair, he places his elbows on his desk and runs his hands through his hair (showing both his eyes).

Maybe he can come up with a plan! He grabs his notebook and pencil and starts writing ideas. Stargazing? No. Picnic? No. Tear after tear after tear. Each one ending up with a crumble, then being tossed. With agony, he bangs his head on the desk, clueless. When he turns his head, he catches a glance at his bookshelf. With the sunset peeking through his window, a ray of sun illuminated the books. A certain one caught his attention tho.

A brown leather-covered book with Spanish-styled details edged in gold. And on the cover, a heart with angel wings. “Of course!” The answer was in front of him all along. How could he be so stupid? Now all he needed was his guitar and a quick trip to the town square.

His first step, get you to come. He transforms into a little red bird, and with his beak, he picks up a letter that he wrote. As he started approaching your house, his nerves started to work up again. He was doing this. He was actually doing this. What if it didn't work? What if it was too stupid? What if he got rejected? What if you were already dating someone?! He was so busy questioning that he didn’t realize he had made it to your house and almost flew into it. But there he was, now flying right in front of your window.

“Tap tap..tap..” Getting up from your desk, you go to see what could possibly be making that annoying noise. When you go to open your curtains, you’re shocked to see a little red bird with a letter in between its beak. You quickly open your window to let the little bird in and see what it wants. The moment you peek open your window, he swiftly flies in, drops the letter on your desk, and leaves. He was so quick that you didn’t have time to process it, let alone blink. With curiosity, you walk back to your desk to see a red letter written in black cursive,

Dear y/n:

Tonight, follow this bird. It will be waiting for you at 12 am.

See you then, Hermosa ❤️

“Her-Hermosa,” you say, surprised. The color in your cheeks was rising. You were over the moon, though!

You made sure to eat your dinner faster tonight and get ready for bed quicker. Welllll, technically you weren’t going to bed, but your family didn’t know that.

After checking yourself in the mirror for the 20th time, you checked the time and saw it was 11:55 pm. “Here goes nothing,” you say to yourself, preparing for whatever may happen soon. You quietly open your bedroom door, making sure you woke no one up. As you creep down the stairs and to the front door, you didn't know you had stopped breathing until you made it outside.

It was a bit cold, not gonna lie. Waiting there, tapping your foot, you checked your watch. “12:01”. “Where is this bird?” you mumbled under your breath. You were getting a bit impatient since it was getting colder by the minute, only making you want to go inside more. Just when you say this, the bird lands on your shoulder, startling you. Then, with little chirps, the bird started flying away.

You start chasing after the bird as it begins to head farther from the town. You didn’t even realize you were running in the direction of the famous Madrigals house.

Running up a tiny hill nearby, you attempted to catch your breath once you reached the top. Hands on your knees, when you look up, you realize that you have lost the bird. “mierda,” you say breathlessly.

Suddenly, you feel a pair of cold hands wrap around your eyes. “You didn’t lose me, Hermosa,” a low, raspy voice whispered in your ear, so close you could feel his breath tickle your skin. “Keep your eyes closed, trust me.”

Well, it was too late now if you were being kidnapped. So you did as you were told and kept them closed.

Carlos couldn’t believe he was doing this. While he slowly removed his hands from your eyes, he cautiously started walking in front of you. Once standing face to face with you, he couldn’t help but just freeze for a second. How bad he just wanted to grab your face and feel your lips collide with his. But he knew he couldn’t. So he gently grabbed your hands as he started walking backward, guiding you to a little clearing.

Your mind was racing with millions of thoughts. Do I know that voice? Where is he taking me? Why did I agree to do this? Where even am I? All of a sudden, you felt him let go of your hands.

You stood there with your eyes still closed, patiently waiting for him to tell you what to do next. Then, out of nowhere, you start hearing a guitar strumming. Curiously, you peeked open your eyes. When you did, you were awestruck.

“ Wise men say only fools rush in.”

Carlos sang while looking down at his guitar. Around him was a circle of candles. Dimly lit up, allowing you to only see a figure of the stranger.

“But I can't help falling in love with you.”

He sang while slowly approaching toward you.

“No, I can't help falling in love with you.”

He lastly sang while now standing right in front of you, looking you in the eye.

As you two stood there, you were shocked. Now finally, being able to place a face on the mysterious admirer, you couldn’t believe it. Did thee Carlos Madrigal just say in song he loved you? You couldn't even mutter a single word.

“Look, y/n, I know we’ve barely known each other, but I’ve just been wondering lately if your heart's still open. Cause we can be together if you wanted to, regardless of whether you are gonna leave soon,” he rambled. He was so nervous, why weren't you saying anything?! He could barely even comprehend what he was even saying.

This was so much for you to process right now.

“I-i,” you tried to form words, but before you could even get them out, you were interrupted. “-Look, I get it if you don't want-” “Carlos!” you interrupted him. This shocked him and made him shut up. “I’ve had a crush on you for a while, too” “...really?” “yes, really,” you replied. He couldn’t believe it, you had just said you liked him back! His heart was now racing. Internally he was jumping up and down in joy.

“So we can be together then?” he said with excitement entangled in his tone. “Of course,” you answered. But then it hit him, “but aren’t you leaving soon? How would we make this work?”

You were confused. You never told him anything about leaving; how would he-oh. “Ay, the chisme of this town,” you groaned under your breath while pinching the bridge of your nose.

Well, you couldn’t have confused the poor boy any more than he already was.

“ I only leave for two weeks, you know that, right?”

He didn’t respond; all he could think of was how stupid he was. Is that what Dolores was trying to tell him earlier? Is this what he gets when he doesn’t listen to people fully?

When he didn’t respond and just stood there with his mouth opened a little, you couldn’t help but giggle.

“Aww, pobrecito,” you said between giggles before giving him a kiss on the cheek.

With that, Carlos shut his mouth and regained his stiff posture.

Guess this feeling really did flow both ways after all ❤️…

#carlos madrigal #carlos madrigal x reader #carlos madrigal x y/n #carlos my beloved #encanto carlos #my fic #encanto

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captaincravatthecapricious · 2 years

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@cheetee

Another sick Bruno from Tail of the Frog. (Yes, yes predictable, I know.) Love this fic

#encanto #encanto fanart #disney #bruno madrigal #bruno encanto #mirabel madrigal #mirable encanto #whump #fever #art #my art

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yandere-x-reader · 4 months

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➼ Dividers done by @/cafekitsune

Color Code: Romantic, Platonic, Either

MHA / BNHA ♡

Mezo Shoji, Koji Koda, Rikido Sato, Tenya Ida, Hanta Sero, Shoto Todoroki, Momo Yaoyorozu, Katsuki Bakugo, Eijiro Kirishima, Mashirao Ojiro, Yuga Aoyama, Denki Kaminari, Izuku Midoriya, Mina Ashido, Fumikage Tokoyami, Ochaco Uraraka, Kyoka Jiro, Toru Hagakure, Tsuyu Asui, Hitoshi Shinso, Mirio Togata, Nejire Hado, Tamaki Amajiki, Hizashi Yamada, Present Mic, Shota Aizawa/Eraserhead, Enji Todoroki/Endeavor, Keigo Takami/Hawks, Rumi Usagiyama/Mirko, Yu Takeyama/Mt. Lady, Toshinori Yagi/All Might, Kugo Sakamata/Gang Orca, Taishiro Toyomitsu/Fat Gum, Emi Fukukado/Miss Joke, Nemuri Kayama/Midnight, Sekijiro Kan/Vlad King, Nezu, Eri Aizawa

FNAF:SB ♡

Sun, Moon, Roxy, Monty, Glamrock Freddy, Glamrock Chica, DJMM, Vannesa/Vanny, Gregory, Map Bot

Encanto

Luisa, Mirable, Isabella, Delores,Camilo, Alma, Pepa, Bruno, Julieta, Felix, Agustin, Antonio

Gravity Falls ♡

Bill Chipher, Stanley, Stanford, Mable, Dipper.

OCs ♡

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Any Gender: I am personally genderfluid and AFAB so those are the two that I would have the most experience with. However if you want me to do somthing like a trans reader or AMAB reader than I can try my best. Don't be afraid to make it specific to you, everone is diffrent and I understand trying to look for something that fits you more than the stereotypes.

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