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#protective madrigals
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Mirabel gets injured 1
* It wasn’t suppose to happen
* Nothing like that should have happen
* But the family could never forget the blood
* Or Antonio’s cries
* Or Julieta’s scream…
* The day was starting as usual
* It was six months until Antonio’s ceremony and the family was having a usual day at in town
* Nothing was wrong
* But an accident happen
* It shouldn’t have, the donkeys got out and they were more rowdier than usual, they were going all over the town bumping into stalls and almost going into stores
* They were getting closer to the center as Luisa tried her best to round them up quickly
* Mirabel was carrying Antonio to where Felix and Pepa were at, it was at the center of the town where there was a new house being made for a young couple
* “Mami” Antonio wave from where he was in Mirabel’s arms
* Pepa and Felix turned and wave back as Pepa went toward the duo to take Antonio
* The donkey came messing up the entire construction
* The donkey ran all over the site knocking down wooden pools makes the workers run away in fear of something happening
* The rest of the family came running with Luisa to the site
* Felix was telling them to get away
* A beam holding two giant wood planks came down right where Mirabel and Antonio was
* Pepa open her mouth to warn them, she scream as she move to get to them out of the way
* But Mirabel was quicker ”Tia here!”she threw Antonio to his Mami
* As if in slow motion the family watched as the beam fell
* Right on top of Mirabel
I am slowly digging myself into the angst side of the fandom…
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jollmaster · 4 months
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they don't dance with you fuck off
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meepxii · 1 year
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Mirabel liked to play with her cousin Camilo, but sometimes he was very rude to Bruno
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jacarandaaaas · 4 months
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blue isa doodles!!!
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nothing more comforting than drawing madrigals amirite? wanted to try be more relaxed w my art and just have fun with it and not focus too much on the details! there is never enough blue isa appreciation and I will always advocate for her‼️this was so silly and I just had fun with it! Also did anyone get an isa concept art reference (wink wink) also isabela strong agenda is still going!! She uses her cacti as weights!
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yellowcry · 2 months
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You know, I feel like transfem Dolores headcanon just takes an interesting turn on her being in Isabela's shadow and jealous of her. Basically making it into gender envy. And also seeing her cousin portrayed as a example of elegance and femininity. It definitely doesn't make Dolores feel better
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zuuz-dot-chr-exe · 5 days
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Log date: 23 IV 24
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Romualda would like to be her village's little hero, but her Tia has a bit of an advice for her.
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disneynerdpumpkin · 5 months
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Bruno Madrigal my beloved 💚
He's so precious 🥰😭
Bonus!
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gamerbearmira · 5 months
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Here's an AU idea I had. Took some inspo from your Protective AU and ReikoMizutani's 'Whatever it Takes' fic. Mama Julieta is pissed and takes matters into her own hands.
Julieta stood in the courtyard of Casita, it was the dead of night and everyone else was asleep, and the only light came from the glowing candle that sat in the windowsill. Julieta looked up at the candle with pure disdain, she didn't understand, everyone had been given a special gift, everyone except little Mirabel, her gift ceremony was a few weeks ago, and the poor girl had been inconsolable ever since, she's convinced there's something wrong with her or she did something bad to not get a gift, but Julieta refuses to believe that, her Mirabel is the sweetest girl in the world, she deserves a gift more than anyone. As if being denied her birthright wasn't enough, people had begun to treat her differently, the townspeople gave her weird looks and whispered behind her back, Isabela had begun to distance herself from Mirabel, and Alma practically avoided her like the plague, shooing her away whenever she sought her out. To top it all off, Bruno had disappeared the night of Mirabel's ceremony, Julieta didn't know what to think about that, sure she was worried sick for her hermanito, but she had a horrible feeling that Bruno's disappearance was tied to Mirabel's ceremony in some way, if her brother had left simply because he was freaked out Mirabel didn't get a gift she would personally strangle him. It made her blood boil, Mirabel was crying herself to sleep each night in a nursery she had been promised she would move out of by now and was being ostracized by her own town and family for something she couldn't control, and it was all that stupid candle's fault!
Julieta seethed silently in anger until a clatter of tiles at her feet pulled her away from her thoughts, "what is it Casita?" She asked, unable to hide the anger in her voice, the house rumbled as it rearranged itself, forming a staircase up past the second floor and to the windowsill that held the candle. Julieta was confused but climbed the staircase nonetheless, she peeked through the window into the candle room to make sure her mother wasn't there before staring down at the candle like it was a piece of trash. "Why?" she asked angrily, "why did you do this to her? You were supposed to protect this family, how is ostracizing Mirabel protecting the family? All the other children got gifts, how is that fair? How does making Mirabel feel like she did something wrong, or isn't good enough for your miracle, help anyone?!" Julieta took deep breaths to keep herself from raising her voice further, the last thing she needed was to wake someone up. "Why?" She asked again, "doesn't she at least deserve an explanation?" The candle seemed to spark in response, was the candle mocking her? Julieta's anger came to a boiling point and she grabbed the candle in frustration, having half a mind to just throw it to the ground or snuff it out right then and there, but before she could do either of those things, the candle flared up and Julieta felt a burst of magic course through her.
The miracle answered, and everything became clear, of course, how could she have not seen it before? It wasn't the candle, or the miracle, it was Alma, she had always put so much pressure on the family, to use their gifts to serve the community, to earn their miracle, she demanded nothing less than perfection, Pepa was never allowed to just let her emotions be, she always had to bottle everything up and force moods on herself to make whatever weather was convenient, Julieta was practically chained to the kitchen since the day she turned five, seriously, who makes a five year old cook food for an entire town? And how many times have people come to her stand with minor injuries that would heal on their own within a week? It was ridiculous, poor Dolores had to hear so many uncomfortable things, invading other people's privacy just for the sake of 'keeping an eye on things' like she was little more than a walking surveillance system, and little Luisa, she had just gotten her gift a few years ago, but she was already saddled with so much work, just last week she had moved an entire house just so the owner wouldn't have to deal with their noisy neighbor, Julieta had tried to protest this, saying Luisa was too young to lift something that heavy, even with her super strength, but Alma had brushed her off, saying Luisa was 'just doing her part to help the community' why hadn't she objected more? She could see her daughter struggling under the weight, why hadn't she done more to stop it? It's no wonder Bruno left, Alma had always insisted he do visions to foresee potential danger and then chastise him when he gave a vision someone didn't like, as if he controlled the future. Bruno had already cracked under the pressure, how much longer until the rest of the family followed suit? Well no more.
Julieta held the candle close as she descended the staircase back to the ground floor, "thank you, Casita" she said as the home once again rearranged itself, the staircase now leading to a blank space on the wall of the second floor. Julieta smiled as she reached the second floor, she knew her daughter wasn't to blame for the failed ceremony, and she had been right, it was Alma's fault, Alma had put the gifts and serving the community over the well being of her family, in trying to 'earn' their miracle she had actually weakened it, to the point where the magic wasn't strong enough to give Mirabel a gift, Julieta would make sure the town knew who was to blame for the failed ceremony, she had heard far too many rumors about that regarding her daughter, but first she had to right her mother's wrong. Julieta put her hand on the wall, and the candle once again glowed brighter, the wall swirled with magic until it eventually formed a blank door, complete with an intricately carved doorknob engraved with an 'M', Mirabel's door was back, Julieta couldn't wait to see the look on her little girl's face, and she would make sure it works this time, Alma won't take anything else from this family ever again.
Bruno was startled from his sleep as Casita threw him off of the chair, "what was that for Casita?" He asked, Casita pointed towards the door of his makeshift room, urging him to look beyond it, Bruno shrugged and opened the door to see whatever it was Casita wanted him to see, in the darkness, it took Bruno a moment to see what it was Casita had woken him for, the cracks, which had laced the walls since long before Bruno took up residency there, were gone, some smaller cracks still remained, but the bigger ones that Bruno had tried desperately to patch had disappeared, as of they were never there. Bruno could only stare in shock as he thought back to his final vision, the one that drove him to hide within the walls:
Mirabel, standing in front of a cracked Casita, with Alma looming over her, holding the snuffed out candle and giving a stern look Bruno had come to expect from her, but shifting the tablet showed a different image, Mirabel in front of a now intact Casita, and instead of Alma, it was his sister Julieta, holding the burning candle as she smiled down at her daughter.
WHATEVER ITS TAKES MENTIONED RAHHHH 🦅🦅🦅
You i finished reading the rewrite. Amazing. Love the writing and the writer is so nice, y'all should check it out, its so good.
ANYWAY THIS IS SO RAD. I honestly need to do more protective content, its been a while (then again I need to revisit ALL my older aus tbh). Candle holder Julieta...I'm so down with it. Like who she is the most caring and she always has her family's beat interest in mind. Especially Mirabel. Imagine how heartbroken Julieta is whenever she's sees Mirabel mopping around. And she even noticed the other family members at their struggles. Like she wasn't having it anymore, and she is so real for that.
Also, random asf, but I love it when. They bully the candle. Like why bully each other, GET THAT CANDLE❗❓ anyway shout to candle for helping Julieta see who's REALLY at fault (Alma I still love you <///3).
Shameless plug to give fanart for whatever it takes and this snippet O(≧∇≦)O
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ALAO BRUNO!!! COME OUT THE WALLS!!! Or like. Something. Hopefully he sees Julieta taking a stand 😭
THIS IS SO GOOD I LOVED READING IT (twice) AND I CAN'T WAIT FOR MORE (if you have it and want to share with the class <333)
'Whatever It Takes" is by @reikomizuao3 on AO3 <3333
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foreveranevilregal · 6 months
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Encantober Day 20: Vision
*trigger warning for pregnancy mentions and brief description*
Voices floated through the kitchen.
“Ay, I can feel her kicking.” Pepa laughed.
What? Bruno didn’t understand what was going on. Usually he tried not to eavesdrop (he said tried; he didn’t always succeed), but he had to know what was going on here. Shifting his position, he was able to peer through the small crack in the wall.
Pepa was in the kitchen with Félix, her hands resting on…her belly? Was she pregnant again? Now Bruno didn’t claim to be an expert in math, but if they were still the same age, and he was pretty sure they were, wouldn’t that be impossible?
“How do you know it’s a girl?” Félix teased, wrapping his arms around Pepa from behind.
“A mother can tell,” Pepa said smugly.
“Well what if it’s a boy?”
Pepa scoffed. “There’s no way the baby is a boy.”
“You know this for sure?”
Pepa glared at him. “I can’t know for sure. Not the way we did with Lola and Milo. But…I have a feeling she’s a girl.”
Félix held up his hands in defeat. “If you say so, mi vida.”
“I do say so.” Pepa bustled around the kitchen, putting away groceries. She must not be very far along, Bruno observed. She’d gotten huge with the other two. In fact, Bruno had actually wondered if she was having twins when she had Camilo. Looking back, he deserved that slap.
His cheek smarted from the memory. As much as it had hurt, at least he was still part of the family then. Almost five years had passed since his…unceremonious departure…and not a day went by that he didn’t miss them.
“I know it might be a bit early to think about this, but do you have any ideas about names?” Félix had caught Pepa in his arms, swaying her from side to side.
She hummed contentedly. “I have a few. But my favorite is- what about Antonia? After your mother?”
Félix beamed. “I love it. And I’m sure mamá would be honored.”
Pepa smiled at him brightly. “All right, I’ll be right back. Your daughter is playing fútbol with my internal organs.”
Félix chuckled. “Bet she’ll be a hell of a player one day.”
“She better be, with all the practice she’s getting!”
Their voices petered off as they left the kitchen, still basking in the glow of their happiness.
Bruno sat there, stunned. He couldn’t believe it. Pepa was having another baby- he’d have another niece or nephew! -and he wasn’t around for it. When she’d been pregnant with Dolores and Camilo, Pepa had consulted him for a vision to learn the sex of the baby, so she could pick out a proper name. Aside from his sisters, Bruno refused to have this kind of vision for anyone else. Four nieces and a nephew later, and babies still freaked him out. But he loved his family.
The thoughts plagued him for the rest of the afternoon. Pepa had been so sure she was having a girl. Was she right? In Bruno’s experience, her predictions were as good as the weather forecast: only right about half the time. So was he getting a fifth niece? Or would there finally be another Madrigal boy?
He couldn’t help it. He must have been focusing too hard on the question. His eyes flew open, glowing green, as he froze, watching the vision unfold before him.
There was a little boy. He looked about five, Bruno would guess. He had dark skin and eyes, and a mess of curls sticking out all over his head. Was this Félix as a kid? Why would he see that in a vision? No, that wasn’t quite right…his eyes were big, and they sparkled like Pepa’s when he smiled. And he smiled a lot. He was standing…in front of their casita, playing with…if Bruno didn’t know any better, he’d say it was a teenaged Julieta. But Julieta didn’t wear glasses. It had to be Mirabel, who even at five had been the spitting image of her mother.
She looked so beautiful and grown up. Bruno almost choked up seeing it. So if that was Mirabel, this had to be the new baby.
Bruno let out a laugh. Ha. He knew it wasn’t a girl. Pepa only said that because she didn’t want to deal with another baby boy. She’d always said that girls were easier to raise, pointing out their nieces and Dolores. But Bruno wasn’t sure if that was true. Camilo just had a lot of energy and hadn’t learned how to channel it yet. This new kid seemed…calmer somehow.
Suddenly, the vision changed. Cracks appeared on casita, spreading the way they had in that fateful vision that led to his banishment. To Bruno’s surprise, the kid transformed into a toucan, taking flight. Mirabel clung to his feet as he flew around the house. Wherever they passed, the cracks were mended. Finally, he set Mirabel down and landed, instantly turning into a jaguar. Jaguar-kid stalked proudly in front of casita with Mirabel on his back.
The image dissolved into a blur. Bruno blinked repeatedly, shaking his head rapidly. That had been…bizarre, to say the least. His question had been answered- Pepa would be having a boy. But so many new questions sprang up in his head. What was that whole bit where the kid turned into animals and took Mirabel for a ride? And the cracks on the house…was this vision somehow connected to the last one he’d had as a rightful inhabitant of la casa Madrigal?
Bruno shook his head, nonplussed. He guessed this was the kid’s gift. Pepa’s third kid would be able to turn into animals. Sure. Why not? Pepa already had one shapeshifting kid. What was another? Aside from an enormous headache for Pepa, that is. It was bad enough keeping track of a kid that could look like anyone. Imagine having another that could look like anything.
Well, he thought with a pang, that would be Pepa’s problem, not his. Since he hadn’t had any visions predicting his triumphant return from disgraceful exile, he figured he’d be in the walls for the rest of his life; watching his family go through life without him.
Pepa would be so crushed to find out she was wrong. But, on the bright side, Antonio would also be a great name.
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acewithapaintbrush · 2 years
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If you're still taking prompts, how about some Alma being protective of Bruno once he comes back?
"I need a prophecy."
Alma takes a deep breath and folds her hands in front of her stomach. She is blocking Casita's doorway. Nonetheless she tries her best to look accommodating, while at the same time keeping the man in front of her from entering their home. 
She likes Emanuel well enough. His parents had been dear friends and good people, even though they have apparently failed to instill some manners into their only child. 
An uncomfortable thought enters her head. 
Maybe it isn't so much a lack of manners, but a sense of entitlement. An entitlement the entire village seems to share in regard to her son's time and services and his gift. An entitlement she had done nothing to curb in the last fifty years. 
'I need a prophecy.' 
That sounds so familiar. She has heard that sentence a lot over the years. Not a question. A demand. One she had been all too willing to fulfill. 
But that's not the truth either, is it? It hadn't been her dealing with the demands, but her son. Her son, who hadn't been willing at all, but who had done it anyway because years of guilting and insisting had whittled away at his ability to say no. 
He still has trouble saying no and that is Alma's fault. 
It's time for her to do what she should have done the first time a polite request had turned into an entitled demand. 
"I assume," she drawls and straightens her posture "that I'm supposed to translate this into 'Can your son give me a prophecy, please,'?" 
The last word leaves her lips like a gunshot. 
Emanuel looks taken aback by the vitriol in her voice. "Uhm… I guess?" 
"What do you need this prophecy for?" 
The man bristles and blushes and that tells Alma everything she needs to know. He probably wants to know if his wife will cheat on him once again. Alma wonders why he thinks that the answer will be different from the other dozen times he's asked. 
Odette is a passionate girl trapped in a loveless marriage. What answer does he expect? 
"That's private!" 
"Well, I'm afraid I can't let you in then. You see, Bruno doesn't give prophecies anymore unless it is a life or death kind of situation. And even then he might decline."
"This is life or death." At Alma's raised eyebrow he grows even more agitated. "She promised she won't do it again. I need to know what's going on between her and the baker." 
"How about you ask her instead of my son?" 
"No! I need a prophecy! I want a prophecy! It's your son's duty." 
Alma breathes deeply. 
'They need your visions, son. It's your duty!'
The nausea threatens to overwhelm her, but she won't show weakness now. 
"The answer is no." 
Emanuel looks like he might try to push past her, but Casita rattles the door menacingly and he steps back. He is breathing hard, but then a glint enters his eyes. 
"Guess I'll have to ask your son himself the next time I see him in the village. He'd always been so accommodating, I'm sure I can make him see reason." 
Bruno might see 'reason', but what Alma sees is red. 
"So you need a prophecy that badly, Senor?"
Emanuel winces at the stiff address. He knows he has messed up, but there is no going back now. 
"Si!" 
"This is apparently of utmost importance to you." Alma pats his arm and leans in. "So allow me to take care of this myself. Here is your prophecy: your wife and the baker will make a very cute couple once she finally finds the courage to leave you and pursue him."
Emanuel sputters and huffs. "That's not-" 
"You are right." Alma hasn't rudely cut off anyone like that in years and it feels good. "That's not really a prophecy, since everyone knows about their feelings except you. So here is another one. On the house, so to speak." She leans even closer and lowers her voice. "If you dare bother my son about this or any other prophecy, they won't ever find your body." 
Alma doesn't think she is that scary. How could she be? Over 70 years old and so much smaller than Emanuel? But the man blanches alarmingly and hurriedly puts distance between them. 
"The council will hear about this!", he shouts and runs away. 
Alma is not worried. Let him go to the council to tell them that the holder of the candle, poised and kind Alma Madrigal, has threatened him. 
Let's see how much they will believe him. 
She closes the door and upon turning around only jumps a little when she comes face to face with her grinning nieto. 
"Abuela!" Camilo exclaims with way too much glee. "Didn't know you had it in you!" 
"I have no idea what you are talking about, hijo." Alma sniffs and walks past him with her nose held high "And I expect you to keep this to yourself." 
"Sure thing, Abuela." After a short pause he adds "I'm sure Isabela would help you, though. I heard she's experimenting with flesh eating plants." 
Alma doesn't react. It wouldn't be appropriate. 
But it is something to keep in mind. 
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The way Bruno hugs her from behind and gently kisses her head at dinner that night reminds Alma once again that you can't trust Camilo with a secret. 
Her son's arms are tight around her and he shakily whispers 'Gracias Mama' into her neck. 
'Oh well', she thinks as she takes the hand of her son and kisses a sore knuckle 'I guess I can let it slide this one time.' 
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access-point · 2 months
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Anyways still not over Bruno isolating himself and living inside the walls of his own home for FIVE YEARS just because he wanted to protect his neice
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Julieta vs Pepa: The Mirabel Years
* Pepa has been trying to steal Mirabel since she was a baby
* The husbands playfully argue
* While Pepa and Julieta know that if they don’t Mirabel would be taken away
* When Pepa met Mirabel the first time, she was in Julieta’s room
* Mirabel was tiny smaller than most
* Which made it a more difficult pregnancy for Julieta since she was born early
* Mirabel should have been born May 6 but instead March 6th was the day
* Pepa look at Mirabel and instantly fell in love
* “She’s mine” Pepa declared it to Julieta where she was laying in bed
* “I just gave birth, can we discuss it later? Camilo needs his mother” Julieta was amused since this wasn’t the first time it happened
* Julieta shouldn’t have let her guard down
* At 3 months Mirabel was taken away from Julieta by Pepa, she even got Felix to do it as well
* Julieta was coming back from town looking for Mirabel, Luisa was with Isabela and Dolores in Isa’s room
* Julieta knocked before hearing a come in from Pepa
* Julieta cooed at the sight
* Mirabel was in a little yellow dress while Camilo was in a yellow shirt with brown pants , Camilo at 6 months couldn’t help but be fascinated by Mirabel always touching her. Mirabel would respond with gurgle sounds of her own
* The sight was so cute Julieta couldn’t help but watch, her sobrino in his cute yellow outfit and her nina in her yellow outfit…
* Wait yellow???
* “Pepa, where are my baby clothes?”
* “She’s wearing them”
* “No the blue clothes, I remember putting her in a blue dress”
* “But they are los gemelos, they should match”
* “… she’s not yours Pepita”
* “I have no idea what you are talking about Julie”
* At 6 months to a year Mirabel would be wearing blue but would always have a yellow accessory somewhere
* By the time Mirabel was one, she was speaking in babbles, but the mothers knew she would be speaking soon
* Pepa tried to make Mirabel call her Mami first
* Julieta made sure she didn’t try to cheat, but she also repeated the word Mama to Mirabel so that she would say it
* In the end it was Luisa who won, her first word was Lulu
* Julieta:1 Pepa: 0
* After that Mirabel would not ever stop talking
* But an incident happen around her 2nd birthday, she tripped and scrap her knee
* She cried for her Mama and was healed with an arepa
* She was still crying until Pepa came into the room with Felix holding Camilo
* Mirabel reach her hands out to her
* “Mami” she said, the room stop
* She said it again “Mami” as the sun shine brightly near Pepa’s head as she took Mirabel from her
* “Say it again Mira” “Mami!” Pepa was so happy while holding Mirabel she couldn’t keep the smile away from her face looking at Julieta
* Pepa: 1/ Julieta: 1
* Even when Mirabel didn’t get a gift, it didn’t change the way her Mami felt about her
* She did feel jealous when she was pregnant with Antonio
* Mirabel told her Mama about it and how she couldn’t she felt frustrated in feeling jealous
* Julieta told her not to worry about it any that she should not talk badly about herself
* Julieta then told Pepa of Mirabel’s insecurities about the new baby
* Pepa then went to Mirabel
* She took away all her insecurities “even when this baby is born I still love you, you’re mi hija”
* Mirabel got a new orange skirt to wear, she wore it along with a big bow from Dolores
* Pepa was happy, Julieta let her have it
* Even 5 years later after the movie they still argue
* With all of Mirabel’s clothes gone she wore yellow for the entire month
* Pepa hid her favorite skirt and made sure she wore the reds, oranges and yellows of the warm family
* However by the final month of building Casita, something happen
* Not blue nor yellow but green
* Bruno…
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lonelylittledot · 1 year
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they are the same person
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The warm side family being happy because that's what they deserve
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jennjiart · 2 years
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Encanto Friendship Book
So the other day I got 2 Encanto Books (finally found some merch in germany) And one of those is a Friendship Book (Book you give friends and family so they can write in it) And it has Pages that are filled out by the Characters. Here is Brunos Page:
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translation: My Name: Bruno Madrigal My Family calls me: Tio Bruno I'm: 50 years old and the black sheep of the family (oh no my heart) Where I live: Since I moved out of my Towerroom in Casita, I live in a secret hiding place, no one from my family knows of This is my gift: I can see the future. But many believe, that I'm to blame for bad things happening. Special characteristics/features : green poncho, always surrounded by rats 3 Words, that describe me perfectly: 1. Shy 2. Isolated/withdrawn 3.superstitious My biggest wish: to be accepted by people and be a part of family madrigal again. (I gonna cry  ) This Picture was also in the Book
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yellowcry · 2 months
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Can somebody explain where this all Pepa bashing came from? There's people saying that she was mean to Mirabel, and treated her the same way as Alma did.
But just... When??
From explanation that I saw, sone people saying that Pepa thundered when Mirabel sit right in front of her. But if you look, Pepa get to place first, Mirabel just jumped in and sit down for a few seconds faster. If I was Pepa I would be slightly annoyed too, she just can't hide it.
Then there's pre-WDTAB when she has her moment with Mirabel and looks annoyed. But in this sense Pepa acts more like Luisa right before surface pressure, trying to convince Mirabel that there's nothing wrong
The only moment that can be considered mean is when she asks Mirabel "What did you do?" blaming her for the cracks. But again, it was a tense moment when everyone was on edge. It doesn't excuse Pepa, but from her point of view it was easy to believe that Mirabel was guilty.
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