#Encanto Dolores Madrigal

[lianne-blop]

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Happy Birthday

Dolores Madrigal (31st August)

Encanto

[jieloksworld]

same damn vibe

they cut the budget that bad, huh

[lady-vixen-17]

Cedar Box (Dolores Madrigal x Fem!Reader)

Masterlist

Description: You were her best friend growing up, her first love, is it really okay to move on? It’s been years but the hurt still burns like the day she found out you were gone forever. Can she really move on and love someone else… especially when you saved a spot for her to lay with you in the end.

~ I’ve been laying in this box made out of cedar ~

Y/n and Dolores giggled quietly, struggling to stifle their laughs as they peaked around the small cubby door to watch as a head of wild fiery hair whipped around, brow raised as a smile soon pulled at Pepa’s lips. “Hmm, guess we’ve lost those two, more food for us” Y/n gasped and looked to Dolores before she crawled out from the hiding space Casita had made for them. “Did she make arepas?” Y/n bounced on her tiptoes as she spoke and smiled up at Pepa, who with an amused smile patted Y/n’s hair down affectionately. “She knows those are you’re favourite right now, so she made extra~” Y/n giggled as her cheek was pinched softly before she turned, smile dropping as her eyes searched for Dolores once she realized she wasn’t followed. “Dol?”

It was quiet a moment before Dolores slowly crawled out from a small cubby with a frown. “I can’t believe you sold us out for Tía’s food” Y/n shook her head. “I don’t get to have it much since I don’t get hurt, I’m sorry though” Dolores stood up quietly, her arms crossing as a pout crossed her features. “Pouts don’t belong on a face as pretty as yours” Y/n hummed happily as she reached for Dolores hand and pulled her close to her side and tugged her gently towards the kitchen; Eyes lighting up as she shifted her attention to Dolores, smile widening at the small smile she caught growing on the older girls features. “Just because it’s your birthday, happy 6th birthday Y/n”

~ For a lifetime or two ~

“Dolores?” The 14 year old hummed and shifted her honey eyes, locking eye with Y/n with a small smile. “I enjoy our chats” Dolores nodded after a moment and sat up straighter as Casita gently bumped her back. “I do too. Are you coming to my birthday?” Y/n nodded quickly. “Of course I am amiga, I wouldn’t forgive myself if I missed it!” Dolores flinched back slightly and strained a small uncomfortable smile to Y/n. “I’m sorry.” Dolores took in a deep breath, uncomfortableness easing as she shook her head “it’s okay, it just surprised me is all”

Y/n sighed and slumped forward elbows resting on her knees, as she tilted her head in Dolores direction. “No. I should be more considerate” sitting up straight Y/n smiled “I got it” she took in a breath and breathed out her next sentence in a quiet whisper. “If I talk quiet - being with me with be easier on you, and I won’t be too loud for you” Dolores smiled and shook her head, a laugh falling off her lips as she looked away from Y/n. “It’s no fair” Dolores smile fell and she quickly looked back to Y/n. “What’s not fair?” Huffing Y/n looked away from Dolores with a small pout. “You’re too pretty for your own good” Dolores took in a soft surprised breath before she shifted her attention to Y/n’s eyes.

“Isabela is the prettier one” the sentence was finished with a sheepish laugh and Y/n huffed, annoyed as she lost Dolores’ gaze, the young Madrigal seated unfazed, as if that sentence was one she heard and said a lot. “Not in my eyes, no one’s as pretty as you” honey doe eyes met with E/C ones and Dolores found herself searching for any sign that Y/n didn’t mean what she said. She took in a deep breath before her eyes flickered to Y/n’s lips for only a second. She found herself gravitating towards Y/n, lost in her eyes.

“Y/n!” Swallowing thickly Dolores sat back tensely, blinking a few times quickly before she shook her head and looked for the source of the loud voice. Her eyes landed on her younger brothers frame before hands quickly covered her ears. “Camilo! Not so loud!” The 8 year old huffed and crossed his arms before he spun himself into Y/n. “CaMilo NoT sO lOud” he mocked back before laughing at the annoyed glare he received from Y/n. “Enough now Camilo, what do you want?” Dolores gently tapped Y/n’s hands as she spoke, and turned to smile thankfully at the younger girl before she turned her attention back to Camilo. “Also apologize” Camilo sighed exaggeratedly before he shifted back into himself. “Tía wants to know if she should be setting a place for Y/n tonight.” Y/n lowered her hands to rest on Dolores shoulders before smiling at Camilo. “I love Señorita Julieta’s food, if I’m allowed to I’d love to stay”

~ Thought the two of us had plans for us to meet here ~

“Eat my tías food, that will help” Y/n sighed and shook her head. “It’s not. I’ve eaten so much and it’s still hurts” Dolores sighed and slumped forward, her head resting on Y/n’s shoulder, her ears strained to listen to the uneven thrumming of her heart. “You need to tell your parents” Y/n shook her head softly before tilting her head to rest atop Dolores. “I don’t want to worry them with something your tía’s food can’t even fix.” Dolores sigh as Y/n wrapped her arms around Dolores tightly. “Well - maybe - Maybe they can figure something out!” Dolores flinched back at her own raised voice and pulled herself away from Y/n’s grasp. “Dol, it’s okay…”

“No! I love you too much to just sit back and watch! I’m telling you’re parents -“ teeth clashed with teeth a second before Dolores pulled back, eyes wide and confused at the shocked face of Y/n. “I’m so sorry Dolores I didn’t-“ Dolores huffed and leaned forward, gently kissing Y/n’s cheek with a soft sigh, eyes closed as she bathed in Y/n’s warmth, and finally being close to her. Opening her eyes Dolores slowly shifted her attention to Y/n’s E/C eyes, finding stubborn and curious eyes already looking back at her.

“Please” Dolores breath ghosted over Y/n’s cheeks as the two gazed into each others eyes, desperation in one and stubbornness burning in the other. “I love you. I don’t want to lose you because you’re too stubborn to ask for help” Y/n shut her eyes tightly, ignoring the tightening in her throat as gentle lips grazed over trembling lips and Y/n sucked in a shaky breath before she leaned into the kiss. Y/n pulled back slightly, her lips ghosting over Dolores as she spoke quietly. “Alright… alright okay fine, only because it’s you” Dolores reached up slowly, hand gently wiping tears that fell with a gentle hand.

~ So I waited for you ~

“How did I know.” Pepa smiled happily at the two before her, a warmth radiating from her as she reached forward and pulled the two close to her body. “My baby is growing up too quickly!” A small speckles of rain started to sprinkle the three as Pepa held them in a tight hug, refusing to let them go. “Mamí, please! You’re going to get us wet” Dolores stifled a laugh for only a moment before she was humming happily, her eyes locking with Y/n happily. “I told you, nothing to worry about”

~ And as the great beyond called out for me to come on home I didn’t go into the light ~

A knock sounded through the air and the bedroom door softly creaked open. “Dolores, mi vida.” Dolores hummed and turned her attention to the door of her room and to Pepa, her eyes clouding with curiosity. “How long have you been in your room today?“ Dolores lowered her book to her lap and licked her lips in thought. “All day, I’ve been a little overwhelmed the last few days… why?” Pepa sighed and closed the door quietly, her eyes down cast as she walked over to Dolores bed. She quietly sat down at the edge of Dolores bed, her arms opening as she gently urged Dolores to sit up. When Dolores sat up she quickly noticed the trickle of tears at the corner of Pepa’s eyes. “Mamí? What’s wrong?” Pepa shook her head as she took in a deep breath, her hands pulling Dolores in to a tight hug. “Mamí?”

“You know Y/n’s health has been on a decline for a few years now…”

~ Didn’t wanna walk along that winding road ~

Dolores huffed quietly as she dragged her gaze away from Mariano. Heart clenching as she took in a deep breath, desperate to find a distraction. Something to pull her attention from Mariano. A hand reached forward and grasped her arm gently. A quiet throat clearing filled Dolores ears and she instantly turned, eyes on the hand. With wide surprised eyes Dolores followed the arm to meet nearly eye to eye with Mariano. “I know you might not want to talk to me, as it feels like you’ve been ignoring me… but” Mariano lifted a piece of paper, catching Dolores’ attention. “I wrote a poem for you” Mariano smiled confidently, eyes shimmering with anticipation as he stood taller. He peeked once more at the paper before letting his hand roam down to Dolores hand, he squeezed gently before nodding to himself.

“It’s cheesy… but it’s written from the heart…. Roses are red, violets are blue-“ Dolores’ breath caught in her throat and she instantly pulled her hand back, her eyes wide as she stumbled back over her own feet. Tilting his head in confusion Mariano smiled nervously, concern pooling in his eyes as he took a hesitant step forward. “Dolores?” A hand gently found the small of Dolores back and she turned quickly, body tensing as her eyes locked with the worried eyes of Pepa. “Breath mí vida”

“Roses are red, violets are blue, have I mentioned I’m in love with you?” Dolores breathing spiked and she clenched her jaw, eyes screwed shut as she turned away from Mariano, her arms thrown around Pepa’s shoulders as a staggered breath was dragged in. “I remember you said you liked poems, so….” Voices were muffled as rain numbingly fell on the two. “Roses are red, violets are blue, love never crossed my mind until the day I met you” a familiar giggle echoed in Dolores ears as she allowed herself to be led up the stairs and to her room.

“Roses and violets… why’s it always those?” Y/n hummed to herself quietly eyes shifting to look up at Dolores’ curious doe eyes. “I’ll tell you…. On one condition” Dolores tilted her head a small smile pulling at her lips. “Marry me” Dolores squeaked quietly, surprise crossing her features as she processed Y/n’s words. “Marry…. Me?” Y/n hummed in content, pen tapping teasingly in amusement “I’d love to, thought you’d never ask amada. Now this is for you” Y/n folded the paper and held it out to Dolores, leaning forward to kiss her softly. Y/n pulled back slowly, smiling as her eyes caught the flush brushing at Dolores cheeks. “Read it in a week, now. My end of the deal. Roses represent romance, love, beauty, and courage.” Dolores nodded and Y/n kissed The tip of Dolores nose. “Violets represent truth and loyalty, while also embodying a sense of modesty, spiritual wisdom and humility”

Dolores gripped the worn page tightly, eyes clouding with tears as she read over the lines, a poem she had engrained in her mind from the very moment it became hers.

Roses are red

Violets are blue

You asked me today

If I'd marry you

Kissing my lips, cherry red

Your eyes shining blue

I said I would love

To spend a lifetime with you

~ Con Amor.

Y/n

~ For fear of leaving you behind ~

“Dolores?” The young adult took in a breath, and turned her head away from the sound of Camilo’s voice. “Leave me alone Camilo” Camilo sighed and stepped quietly into Dolores’ room, the door shutting with a soft click, his arms instantly wrapped around Dolores’ frame. “It’s okay to miss her” Dolores’ body shuddered and she tried to stifle the sob that clawed at her throat. “I miss her, mamí misses her, Papí too.” Arms slowly wrapped around Camilo, tightening as a sob finally escaped without restraint. “Everyone misses Y/n so much, but” Camilo gently rubbed Dolores back, his cheek gently resting on top of Dolores head as he stared at the picture of Dolores and Y/n on her bedside table.

“You’re allowed to move on, you’re allowed to love again, just because she was your first love… doesn’t mean she has to be your last.” Dolores shook her head, eyes closing as she fought back tears, fought to find her voice and struggled to force breaths down her throat. “I - I can’t” hands tightened on Camilo’s yellow chameleon ruana and the teen staggered a sigh. “I loved Y/n like a sister” Camilo’s voice wavered as he spoke and he took in a deep breath to ground himself. “I thought the two of you were going to have a big beautiful wedding one day… but… I feel like… maybe Y/n sent Mariano to you for a reason… to help heal you’re broken heart” Camilo tightened his arms, and closed his eyes as tears stung at the corner of his eyes. “Another chance at love, one you didn’t have to take if you didn’t want”

~ And now I’m stuck between the never and the forever just the same ~

Dolores took in a breath, her eyes closed as she soaked in the sun, the breeze, the noises. “Mi amor… I think I’m in love with him” she spoke softly into the breeze, hands raising to rub at her closed eyes. She took in a deep breath before she opened her eyes and looked down, eyes trailing over the marked grave before she shifted her eyes to empty spot next to it. “I wish my gift was to hear the dead…” groaning softly in frustration Dolores sat down with a rough thud, uncaring of the dirt splotches her dress was sure to have when she had to leave. “He’s so much like you… but so different… he’s loud…” Dolores let out a unenthusiastic laugh, hands pulling at the grass softly to distract herself.

“Mamí told me you asked for this spot to be saved… was it supposed to be for me?” Dolores listened to the chip of birds, her eyes shifting to the engraved name and dates. “What if I forget… I don’t want to forget.” Swallowing the lump in her throat Dolores sighed. “Everything is so…. So confusing, a part of me is missing without you…. But” shifting her attention Dolores looked up to the sky. “I can’t help but cling to that familiar feeling… of being loved… of loving” Dolores raised a hand to rest over her heart, feeling the beating rhythm before she spoke once more.

“I’m stuck up in you but my body feels likes it’s working against me… pushing me to love him… is that your doing?”

~ All cause I sat here in the cold, and dark, and waited for you and you never came ~

Dolores smiled happily up at Mariano, eyes shimmering with a smitten gleam. “Will you marry me Dolores” without missing a beat the young adult nodded, her ears for the first time in a long time not bothered by the loudness of her family, and the communities shouts of excitement and happiness.

I waited, in the dark, for you to be by my side once more, saved a spot for you to lay with me. I knew it wasn’t guaranteed, to have you in my arms once more but our love was strong and my heart could only beat for you.

Yours beats for another now. No matter how much I pulled, selfishly so I wanted you all to myself. To forever call you mine and forever be yours. It only makes sense that my selfish ways would push your soul to another, so now I lay here by myself. Forever to roam these empty halls with echos of memories.

So as I screamed your name, as you said ‘I do’ I felt my footing crumble. Because I’m selfish and I wanted you to myself. Today is you’re day though. You’re happy, and although it feels like ice when I reach for you I can’t help but smile; as you laugh… as you smile… as you live your life that I could not live with you.

I could never hate you after all. My soul only knows love for you mi amada.

But… I’ve since lost my sense of direction, running for you, and I’m forever embraced by the numbing nothingness I call my afterlife. I ran from the light and warmth to stay by you, and now it’s turned it’s back on me as I desperately grasp for footings in the dark. Every step I take to the light takes me two steps closer to you. For my souls seems bound to you, forever destined to be alone, in the cold and dark.

You’re happy… that’s all I could have asked for, so I’d spend a thousand lifetimes like this.

[kinschi]

Sets of three ✨️

[hectic-hector]

Each and every one of Bruno's sobrinos is his favorite 😊 (please take note of Bruno's age progression)

[laynore-x]

I've always seen fanarts of them with long hairstyles. But, what about the short ones? ✨

[rumorofa]

Local telenovela fan meets writer who killed her favorite character

He lives!

+first page is a parody of a scene from Madagascar(the movie) but I’ve lost the original image I had saved…

[rosedosed]

Why did I never upload my Encanto fanart I was obsessed w/this movie when it first came out

[coolchevistianofficialsite]

🩷

[theriverdraws]

I know this movie is recent-ish, but the lack of an Encanto series is still crazy to me.

Like, it doesn't even need crazy magical lore, it can be episodic, it's so simple:

Family dynamics not seen in the movie

Why doesn't Mirabel have a gift (theory of her being the next matriarch being the most obvious one)

Seeing the other rooms

Bruno's new interactions with the townspeople and the family

FERAL ISABELA!!!

Dolores and Mariano

Unexplored trauma with Dolores and Camilo, GET THEM THEIR SOLO SONGS!!!!

The dads' sides of the family

Abuela Alma trying to do better

Childhoods of the triplets

On that same note, how the couples met each other.

More on Alma and Pedro. Etc

And if you wanted new stuff, HAVE THEM OPEN THE ENCANTO TO LET MORE PEOPLE IN, new technology that Encanto doesn't have access to, new ideas and cultures - it can even bring drama if the new people try to do bad things and the family goes all x-men on them.

It's so many possibilities that if they never do it it's a damn shame.

[nyx-lyris]

my encanto analysis/headcanon that no one asked for

so, i was just looking through some encanto fanart and headcanons and came across this piece (artist: https://mobile.twitter.com/ye_enc): 

abuela had triplets - julieta, pepa, and bruno. both julieta and pepa had three kids - isabella, luisa, and mirabel for julieta, and dolores, camilo, and antonio for pepa. 

what i noticed is that for each batch of three, each individual falls under a certain category, and it seems to follow by age. 

julieta was, as this lovely fanart shows, likely depended on quite frequently for her ability to heal via her cooking. her gift would have been the most useful and therefore she likely would have been praised the most as “the perfect one”. 

this, of course, next falls to isabella, who we see this with the most frequently. abuela very clearly is living the life she wished she could have lived through isabella, and is viewed as the perfect golden child by everyone around her. 

dolores is a little different, but i believe she still fits the trope. she is basically the physical embodiment of “seen but not heard.” she keeps quiet on the things she knows would upset her family and doesn’t make herself heard, even when she is in pain, whether physical or emotional. she doesn’t tell anyone that she knows bruno has been living in the walls for the ten years he’s been missing; she doesn’t tell anyone about her feelings for mariano, because she knows that will upset abuela and her cousin’s “perfect for the encanto” arrangement; and one can only imagine how loud certain things are to her, that are endurable for us (fireworks, for example). 

next are the middle children: pepa, luisa, and camilo. all of them have some kind of pressure on their shoulders. (and - just a fun thing i noticed - while luisa’s literal pressure is the many things she carries, pepa’s pressure is atmospheric pressure, because she controls the weather. but anyway, lol). 

all three of these characters are told in one way or another to bottle up their emotions and keep them buried inside. with pepa, we see this very directly as she is constantly told by the other characters (especially abuela) to, as the fanart above shows, calm down and essentially turn off her emotions because of the damage she can cause with her weather powers. this kind of reminds me of the “conceal, don’t feel” thing that elsa had with her gloves. both pepa and elsa demonstrate the same growth throughout their movies, too - learning to accept themselves and their abilities and thus being able to control them instead of being controlled by them - but, i digress. 

luisa, by contrast, is indirectly told to keep her emotions at bay. she is treated as something of a useful tool, both by the town and by abuela, and seen in a very masculine light despite her relatively feminine personality. because of this treatment and the expectation that she will always be strong that comes with it, she falls into the same category as pepa. 

camilo, like dolores, is a little different, but still fits. we don’t see much of him in the movie, but i imagine he is depended on as being the funny one. if anyone reading this is into k-pop or bts, think of camilo as like the j-hope or the jin of the group. he’s always expected to be funny and smiling, lifting everyone else’s spirits - but who lifts his spirits? 

and lastly, we have the youngest siblings - bruno, mirabel, and antonio. they fit into the roll, of course, of the scapegoat, of family disappointments. 

bruno was rejected by the town and by his family, seen as a harbinger of chaos and horror, a bad omen - all because he can see the future, something that he obviously cannot control. but, of course, it’s easier to simply blame someone else than accept the truth or take responsibility for your own actions. 

mirabel, of course, is treated in much the same way. she is seen as a bad omen, as well, and is quite literally feared to be the one who will destroy the family and the encanto, because of bruno’s vision. 

antonio does not quite fit into this category, but i think if he had not gotten a gift, he would have been shunned in much the same way as bruno or mirabel. it can also be argued that his gift isn’t really very useful, and we can see abuela struggle for a moment to think of how they could put his gift to use at the breakfast at the beginning of the movie (”i told them to warm up your seat”). 

anyway - this is all to say that each of the siblings in each of the batches of three appears to fill (or almost fill) the same rolls. i’m sure someone else has already noticed this and i’m just late to the party - but i thought it was cool. 

[favficbirthdays]

Happy Birthday

Dolores Madrigal (31st August)

Encanto

[queenofthedisneyverse]

How many people are still in the Encanto fandom? Show of hands! (Cause it's kinda hard to find people, that I don't already know, that are still in the fandom)

PROSHIP DNI WITH THIS POST AND F*CK OFF!

[lady-vixen-17]

Clarity {Chapter 2 - Who You Are}

Master List

Previous Chapter

Description: She really should have thought this through more, but she didn’t really have much room to think when Antonio spoke about Y/n so positively. And she fit so perfectly into her family’s dynamic it seemed so natural, so… meant to be.

“Happy birthday Mirabel!” The now 16 year old reeled back at the sudden appearance of Y/n and Antonio. The younger was on Y/n’s back, arms raised as he smiled happily at the slightly startled girl. “Gracias, Hombrecito, Y/n” the older girl smiled and held up a bag so that Antonio could grab it. “We got you a present! Can you open it now?” Mirabel fauxed a serious face and reached for the bag.

“Hmmm I don’t know… mamá might be upset she’s not the first gift giver of today” Antonio pouted and slumped forward, bag thumping against Y/n’s side and his arm dropped sadly, his head settled on top of Y/n’s defeatedly. “Aright alright alright, just this one time okay” Mirabel laughed at the excitement that took over Antonio’s features as he sat up straight once more, the sudden shift caused Y/n to stumble back slightly to keep her and Antonio balanced. “Heard from a amiguito that someone is quite artsy in fashion” Mirabel looked up at the two before her with a bright smile.

“Is that so? And who gave away my secrets?” Mirabel raised a brow as Antonio giggled, holding the bag once more. “Y/n if you’re going to be here come help out!” A role of streamer hit the back of Y/n’s leg and she turned her head to the the owner of the voice. Camilo stood at the front entrance, box of decorations in one arm, and his other tossed up a roll of navy blue paper.

“Camilo! She came to visit me not help decorate!” Y/n held in a laugh and kneeled to the ground, and Antonio reluctantly got off of her back. “It won’t be long Antonio” sighing dramatically Antonio nodded. “Fine but can you dance with me first?” Y/n nodded quickly and pat Antonio’s head. “Of course mí amiguito”

“Hey I thought I was always going to be your first dance” Antonio giggled before turning back to Mirabel as Y/n picked up the rolled up streamer, tossing it in the air quietly as she neared Camilo.

“Mhm. You are” Antonio moved next to Mirabel’s side and grasped her hand tightly, he look up to the birthday girl with a smile. “But” Antonio leaned into Mirabels side as Camilo yelling out in surprise caught both their attention, followed but a few different laughters.

Casita waved its door as Camilo stumbled forward from the smack the door gave him, he turned to the door offended before he was smacked on the back of the head by a rolled up streamer. “I didn’t want Y/n to be sad” Antonio spoke quietly before he looked back to Mirabel. “Anyways you have to open your gift now!”

Y/n’s energy stayed high most of the night, she danced with anyone and everyone, starting with Antonio as he was quick to pull her to the dance floor shortly after the music started. She drifted to Camilo when he teasingly stepped in steal a dance with Y/n to annoy Antonio. The two danced for a song or two before Félix decided to school his son on proper dance moves. It was at that point Y/n decided she’d be the judge of the best dancer and dragged Pepa out to the dance floor with laughter.

The older woman rolled her eyes but nonetheless fell into rhythm and danced with Y/n, twirling her out with a smile as Y/n giggled in happiness. When the song finished she curtsied and nodded her head in a amusing matter. Mirabel filtered to Y/n’s side, Antonio in tow. “So who’s the best dancer Amiga” Mirabel questioned as the younger boy jumped up on the balls of his feet excitedly. Y/n hummed in thought before she was cut off by Antonio reaching forward and tugging her and.

“You forgot Dolores!” Y/n’s attention was quickly on Antonio as he dragged her towards an area away from the music, and Mirabel followed closely behind. A small skip in her step as she thanked people for the birthday wishes. “Oh no… it’s probably too loud.” Antonio shook his head and stopped before Dolores. “Just a dance” Y/n looked up to Dolores from Antonio. Her eyes lighting up excitedly.

“The music doesn’t bother me too much now”Antonio let go of Y/n’s hand and reached for Dolores, grabbing her hand and pulling her to stand up.

“Come on Toñito, we should get some snacks while the good stuff is still out!” Antonio nodded quickly and gently pushed Dolores in Y/n’s direction. “I guess we dance tonight amiga” Y/n spoke quietly and Dolores hummed, following after Y/n to the dance floor.

“Sorry to interrupt” Y/n stopped walking turned around, peering over the taller girls shoulder at a voice Dolores was overly familiar with. “But I was wondering if I could cut in and have this dance amor” Dolores turned completely and looked up to Mariano, a small forced smile tugging at her lips as she looked to the hand extended to her. Taking a breath Dolores slowly reached a hand forward, ready to grasp Mariano’s hand to be whisked away to a dance.

Her hand was pushed down quickly and grasped tightly, a presence beside her as she watched Mariano’s features turn to confusion. His eyes shifting to her right.

“Lo siento amigo! First come first serve” warmth was pressed into Dolores side and she looked towards her right at Y/n as she smirked up at Mariano. “One dance then you can have your novia back” a soft chuckle left Mariano and he smiled as he nodded his head. “Since you’re pretty good amigas, just this once Perez” Mariano smiled in amusement and waved a finger at Y/n, the younger girl stuck out her tongue, her hand that pushed Dolores hand down lacing loosely with the Madrigals hand.

Y/n quickly pulled Dolores back to the dance floor before she spun the Madrigal into her side, she laughed quietly as Dolores shook her head with a smile. Feet stumbled over feet and Dolores looked down a moment to orientate herself with the steps Y/n was attempting to lead Dolores in. When she stumbled once more Y/n smirked.

“You really do have two left feet Dol” Dolores’ ears perked up at the use of her family’s nickname for her and honey doe eyes looked curiously at Y/n. “Lo siento, Dolores. ‘Milo and Toñito call you Dol a lot it just sli-” Y/n was twirled roughly and she bit her tongue as she was pulled back towards Dolores to keep herself from yelling out in surprise, Dolores stifled a laugh and pulled Y/n close, leading a quick sequence of steps she remembered Félix doing with Pepa a few songs ago. “I’m not as bad at dancing as you think” Dolores purposely stepped on Y/n’s foot causing her to stumble slightly and she received a light pinch to the wrist in turn.

“But… Dol is fine mí Luna” Y/n stumbled over her foot work and she quickly looked to her feet to straighten her step sequence out before she looked back up at Dolores. Amused honey eyes greeted her and she huffed out an annoyed breath. “Mi sol, warm and deceiving… she’s pretty hot also” it was Dolores turn to stumble over her steps and Y/n took this opportunity to pull Dolores into a spin before dipping her as the song ended. “You know…. burn… sun burn?”

Dolores huffed out an amused laugh before Y/n pulled her to stand up straight once more. “Alright Mariano, I’ll stop hogging mi amiga, would you like to step in?” A sudden hand was thrust into Dolores peripheral vision and she turned her attention to Mariano’s hand. Reluctantly she reached forward.

Mariano dipped Dolores as the music came to a slow end and the Madrigal found amused doe eyes on her as she observed the world upside down. “Ever the romantic” the words were quiet and Dolores found her attention still on Y/n as she was pulled up. Brows furrowed as she watched the younger girl point to her mouth, tongue out as she muttered a quiet yuck.

Dolores hummed quietly and turned her attention to Mariano, when something became clear to her. Something she missed while dancing with Y/n. The flutter of her stomach and thrumming of her heart hardly pounded in her ears as she was pulled closer Mariano’s frame.

“Mi amor, I have something import I want to ask you, but your prima’s birthday might not be the best play to ask it” Dolores looked up and didn’t feel herself warming with the happiness she once did when she locked eyes with Mariano, and he looked at her with those admiring eyes, and spoke to her with that voice that she once loved.

Dolores froze mid step and put space between herself and Mariano quietly. “Mi vida?” Dolores flinched back and raised her hands to her ears as she stepped back further. “Lo siento, it’s too loud”

Too loud.

He’s too loud.

Everything is loud around him.

“I - I have to go take a moment. Lo siento”

[jacarandaaaas]

GUYS GUYS OH MY GOD THE ONCE UPON A STUDIO TRAILER IS OUT

LUISA!!! I MISSED U GIRL AND I THINK BRUNOS IN THE BACKK

also sobbing over how cute antonio and the animals are