#He is so perfect with Pepa😭

[isabelasflowersblog]

I am late but ¡Feliz Cunpleaños to Felix Madrigal! I made this edit for a character series on Instagram a month ago but never posted it here so here you go.

I added Camilo as Felix because why not?😁

[ffb6c1lover]

The Madrigals and Anxiety

so, I think it's not a controversial statement to say that anxiety runs in the family... what I find oddly cute is that a lot of nervous ticks or outbursts are very similar to those of other family members, but let's proceed with order.

Alma, Isabela

Alma had it hard. I think homegirl is the culprit, but she probably had an anxious gene in her before everything.

do we need to explain what her anxiety looks like? absolute perfectionism to the point of insanity so people won't turn on her, constantly making Bruno check the future for possible dangers, self-soothing behaviours (asking Pedro for help, wearing the mourning shawl), always needing to keep a watchful eye on everyone, you name it.

The perfectionism moved straight through to Isabela. There's a whole song about not meeting expectations, so I don't think I need to go fruther into it.

Pepa

Pepa is another obvious one. Her anxiety is palpable throughout most of the movie and it is, unlike her mum, mostly related to things that are not life-or-death situations (Antonio's party needing to be perfect).

She is constantly seen spiralling and using self-soothing rituals (hair touching, "clear skies"), often to no avail.

Her mood swings and irritability outbursts are also proof of anxiety.

Bruno

Before you come at me!! He clearly has OCD... It's in the script so it was meant like this. And I know people say he was just superstitious, but I come from a very superstitious culture and it's not like that 😭

I can prove it!!

Throwing salt. It is usually done after you have spilled it. Bruno had not spilled any salt before the throwing over the shoulder. It is an act that is meant to cancel bad luck from an extremely specific action that he had not done.

Knock knock knock knock knock knock on wood. You are supposed to knock twice, say it once, only after someone has said something good you don't wanna jinx or bad you wanna prevent. Bruno hasn't been talking to anyone in 10 years, it's just a ritual to him at this point OR it's a reaction to his own thoughts. Superstitious people don't do things based on their thoughts: that's OCD. Also the number of knocks and the one on the head is oddly specific and not related to any superstitious beliefs as far as I'm aware.

Fingers crossed. Again, you do that when you are hoping for something good, but nothing happened he might want to cross his fingers for, it's just another ritual. Also, all of these rituals are kind of contradicting each other (hoping for something/trying to prevent something), he's just trying to bring as much good luck as possible.

I'm not saying he is not superstitious, he very much is, but his superstition pathologized to the point of becoming an illness. This is not how someone who's simply superstitious acts.

He also has a generally nervous attitude and lots of self-soothing movements, like the rubbing his arm we'll get to later.

The only other explanation could be that he thinks he is the bad luck, but that still does not explain things like the crossed fingers.

Julieta, Camilo, Mirabel

They don't look like they struggle a lot with anxiety (I am only talking about the actual condition, not genuine worry that has a reason of being like Casita breaking or not receiving a gift). They are all very accustomed to dealing with anxious family members though and they are good at it.

Mirabel is probably the more anxious among the three, but she is also an incredible supporter for Toñito, who's not getting his own section simply because his fear was very much justified, but for a literal 5yo his anxiety shows great promise of becoming just like his mum's.

Honourable mention in this section goes to Félix and Agustìn, we stan some supportive husbands and fathers.

Luisa

My baby. The first time we see her as being relevant plot-wise is literally because her eye was twitching. Her character arc is learning to chill. I rest my case.

Dolores

Now, Dolores is a bit trickier, because she is not as loud as the rest of her family. She does always seem to be extremely on edge though and she is often doubting herself (she stopped believing someone was in the walls despite hearing Bruno for 10+ years because they told her it was not possible).

I don't know whether it's canon or if I've read too much fanfiction, but her room is supposed to have some degree of soundproofing, that she doesn't use because she needs to hear if her family needs help (Luisa's eye twitch).

Finally...

The similar twitches and anxious responses

The arm-rub of Luisa and Bruno (+ supportive sisters <3<3<3<3<3)

The hand movement while screaming, like mother like daughter

[gamerbearmira]

🌻That Dazzlings AU has me thinking! So, you said you don't know if Alma is a good or bad person in this AU, so what if she doesn't know because she honestly was never let in on the fact that the "gifts" have an additional curse to them. She just notices that her babies have lockets when the Casita was created or when they turn 5 (whenever you decide), but she doesn't truly understand what they mean. Alma maybe realizing that her babies react to emotions more than other kids might, and finds their musical talent as they grow. But maybe she was so stressed in the beginning since, ya know, that she doesn't truly make the connections. And as they grow, her triplets figure out to maybe hide this, and as she's a first time mother without a great indication of how normal kids are supposed to act, the kids never get really caught. Maybe also helped by the triplets deciding to only in emergencies use their abilities against their loved ones, because even evil people can care for people close to them (let us not forget that maniacs can have loving families, and these are far more minor than those).

When the grandkids come along, I like the idea of then not having control either, the triplets sorta taking it in turns to support their kids. Bruno getting more than he needs and giving it to his sisters when they are napping is an image I love, because strong Pepa and perfect Juli don't ask him for help,but he knows when his sisters need more emotional fuel. Just seeing that they gave too much to his nieces and nephews and making up for it when they don't ask him. And maybe him utilizing the already created image of "bad luck Bruno" in these moments. A more bitter man taking a shred of revenge on these people who so often take his visions as cursed deciding to take their suffering and turn it into help for his family is something that itches well at my brain.

Sorry if the rant went somewhere y'all weren't wanting it to, or if it was too much. Just liking the idea of sinister Madrigals, not quite evil but certainly not the prisms of perfection they try to be in canon.

REALLLLL I LOVE THAT <33 I was leaning towards oblivious Alma lmao 😭 but it makes sense! I mean like you said, she's a new parent. She might have been a babysitter in the past but like these are HER kids its its not a one time thing. She's already busy enough as it is, so she's sorta only half keeping an eye on them and they seem fine most of the time. I think they would get the lockets at 5, gift or no gift, it doesn't matter. It's a curse, ain't NOBODY safe 💀💀 and yeah, I'm sure they figured out fast how to use them and what they had to do. Wasn't hard for them, and they were in it for each other, and their family, everyone else is just gonna have to suck it up (not that anyone truly realizes what they're doing).

ALSO STRONG PEPA AND PERFECT JULIETA I'M CRYING :((( Bruno knows that they'll deny his help if he just goes up and asks if they need more energy. But he sees how drained they are and takes any chances. Also I like your idea of him basically capitalizing on the whole "Bad Luck Bruno" thing, I was wondering if he would use that to his advantage. He probably has purposely bad vision. Like imagine he ends up figuring out how to tilt the scales and make them bad 🦅🦅 I mean I doubt he'd leave in this au. Hell, Mirabel's failed ceremony only fueled him and the others. Imagine how much power they got that day 😛

ALSO PLEASE. I LOVE THE IDEAS KEEP THEM COMING...If you want of course. I know there's a whole lotta people with awesome ideas, and for this au no less??? Don't be shy 🤭🤭 I also like the idea of. Pretty morally gray Madrigals. Maybe even power humger like the Dazzlings. Mfs WILL be adored❗❗❗

They're so...😔

[immortalme123]

CAMILO MADRIGAL X TALL FEM READER

i just write this to cheer myself since every story i read, yn is 140-150cm tall😭 and i am 173cm herself-

And i actually found out that camilo is 162cm-

So yeah, i will make reader 175 cm tall- and in this story y'all dating btw cause I am lazy to write story from the start💀😅😅😭😭😭

I will write headcanons and one shot maybe

HE/HIM FOR CAMILO AND SHE/HER FOR READER(Y/N)

-he hates and loves the fact that you are taller than him

-he try to tip-toe to kiss you but you were too tall for him so he have to ask you- and let me tell you, he will be blushing mess

-he love to hug you and listen to your heartbeat 💓

-antonie and him sometimes ask you to piggyback

-and when pepa saw you two first time, she see herself and Felix in you guys and she almost cried✨

-he loves to hold your hand when you guys doing your chores or walking around and he told you that he won't get lost if he hold your hand.

-he thinks you are kinda scary when you mad

-when you first met His family, everyone was shocked and happy that camilo have loved who will care for him and love him.

-felix was proud and pepa was little crying and adored you but when you guys first met Like at market or during her chores, she was kinda suspicious of you and snappy now she loves you like her own daughter, Bruno thinks your great but keep little distance of you since you are way taller than him, even tho he live with luisa- and Isabela likes to tease you both to end (with Dolores)

-you think your gonna get bullied because your tall? Oh heck nah you easily can win whoever try to hurt you or camilo-

-he loves to wrap his arms around your waist and you put your head on his head (this sound weird)

-he sometimes cling in to you while you doing your chores

-you have to look little down to look at his face, and he have to look up

-he whine about how his neck hurt from looking up but he isn't complaining tho-your just so pretty

-he always say your pretty and some cheesy stuff

-if you are insecure about your height, oh boy he GONNE lecture you and told you how amazing you are and your height make it better for hour or maybe more

-you and Luisa kinda get along since you guys are tall duo in town

-if he is in bad moon, he just hug you from behind or headbutt your back to let you know

Short story:

"AYYYY amor!" You head voice behind you and that voice belong to only camilo madrigal, your boyfriend.

"oh hey love" you opened your arms and he jumped in to it, clinging to you and putting his head at your chest

"ughhh i missed you..it's like it's been years!!!!" He whined, you laughed softly "but it's been only 1 hour?-" he rolled his eyes and hugged you thigter.

"amor....u-uh can i kiss you?" He was embarrassed to ask that but he was kinda getting used to it, you bent over and he cupped your face and kisses also while tip-toe. Y'all didn't realize pepa and Felix were spying on you guys-

"aren't they perfect mi amor?" Felix said holding his wife hand, and wiping her tear

"oh yes....they are perfect....they remind of us while we were teenagers.." pepa smiled lovingly at us, and there was little cloud

"MOM DAD!? ARE YOU GUYS SPYI-"

[littlespoonevan]

Now I’m thinking about Buck making something for Eddie for his birthday, like learning and perfecting a new recipe, maybe something Pepa or abuela could teach him to make and then starting a recipe book with all the special ones as a sort of scrapbook style thing with pictures and everything that they could add from then on birthdays and anniversaries and such.

My first thought of what Eddie would give to Buck was a St Christopher medal but I could also see him doing that shortly after they get together and not necessarily waiting for Buck’s birthday to roll around but sadly I can’t think of anything else right now.

buck making a scrapbook-style recipe book of all their important meals are you jOKING that's literally so sweet and romantic i'm 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 and omg omg what if

what if he pROPOSED by putting in a recipe for a wedding cake?!?!?!?!?!? and then eddie finds it (bc buck left i open on the kitchen counter) and calls out for buck being like 'what's this' and when he comes into the living room buck is down on one knee??????????

sakdfjaskj anon, you have actually just unlocked something in me here omg i'll never recover from this idea 😍😭🥰🥹❤️💞🩷💖

[evostar]

Okay new au yall, It’s been stuck in my head and I needed to get it out 😭

Basically a what if Dolores and Antonio were adopted by pepa and Felix, also gaining Camilo as sibling!

It’s set 12 years before the canon time so Dolores and Isabela are 9, Luisa is 7, Camilo and mirabel are 4, Antonio gets age swap and is 1 year old! The triplets, their spouses and Alma are also younger ofc!

And in this au they get their gifts of the age of 8, gifts like strength, weather manipulation, hearing etc. can be turned off and on by command and they still help the community but not like get forced into it, they do it if they want to

I already did an chapter so enjoy reading it!! :D

(Also here if you can’t read it on ao3) enjoy!

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-Persiguiendo la luz-

~Chapter 1~

Isabela was happily walking around the town, she finished her chores earlier the day so she roams around the town, of course only near where julieta was. She wasn’t “old enough” to be able to walk alone in town yet, she didnt complain much about it but it did bother her since Isabela considers herself a big girl. She’s gonna be 10 years old next year! And that’s pretty much a big age, right?

She was walking around with a mission, she was allowed to be in certain places alone and freely, she would describe it as fun…if only she had friends. Isabela has a hard time making friends, most of them turn out to be only mean people, so it’s her mission to find the perfect friend.

After an hour of her search Isabela started to get frustrated, she hadn’t found any luck. She made her way back to her mother’s stand and sat down next to where julieta stood. Julieta noticed her daughter’s sad face “what’s wrong mija?” She asked. Isabela pouted “I can’t find a single good friend.” She mumbled. Julieta smiled “Don’t just give up mija, im sure just with a bit of patience and a bit more searching you will find a friend. Just search a little more, for me?“ Isabela looked up to julieta and stood up with a huff. “Okay Mami but only because you said it.“ she said.

So Isabela searched for half an hour till she finally found the perfect friend…in the forest near casita, the person wasn’t in the forest deep, she was still visible but you wouldn’t notice her that easily. Before Isabela approached this person she wanted to spy a bit. This girl had mixed skin which had some injuries, dark brown curls that seemed to be damaged, brown eyes that looked pure, and a soft face that reminded her of her mama, its a bit funny because this girl resembled her tia more than her mother. The girl wasn’t alone, there was a little boy too. He had dark skin like his tio and his curls were the same. Dark and tight, but like the girl, he also had injuries and damaged curls. Maybe they were just clumsy like her papi, she didnt think too much about it of course.

After her spying she decided that its time to intoduce herself. She made her way to them with a big smile. “Hello!“ Isabela said, the girl got startled by the voice and stared at Isabela with fear for a second before she calmed down. “Uhm..hi?“ she raised an eyebrow. “Im Isabela, what’s your name?“ she asked. “Dolores.“ she avoided eye contact.

Dolores was a bit akward if isabela‘s honest but it’s probably because she‘s shy, right? “And who‘s that?“ Isabela pointed to the little boy. “That’s my brother, Antonio.“ she waved his hand to Isabela with a smile. Isabela smiled too, he was adorable and calm..unlike her primo who was a nightmare. “I have a primo! Not exactly a brother but he‘s pretty much like a brother to me. But hes annoying.“ Isabela sat down. “How old are you?“ she asked. Dolores thought for a second. She asks a lot of questions. “i think..nine..“ she said. She thinks that she‘s nine?? Doesn’t she know her own age? Isabela thought. “And Antonio?“ “He‘s a year old“ welp she answered that fast.

“Well im nine too!!“ isabela exclaimed. The two girls talked for a bit and the more they talked the more Dolores opened up, yet it was obvious she was keeping a lot of stuff a secret. Dolores also talked more about her brother than herself but Isabela didnt mind, it made her happy so why should she complain?

They talked for two fully hours till julieta called Isabela for dinner. “Awh…i need to go…i guess i will see you tomorrow..“ Isabela pouted, Dolores seemed sad too. They were about tot part ways when Isabela forgot to mention something “Wait!“ she shouted, dolores squeaked but turned around. She gets scared easily… Isabela thought again.

“We are friends right?“ She asked. Dolores smiled softly, “of course!!“ she peeped. Isabela waved and ran towards casita. She finally has a friend!! Not to mention a pretty good one too!! Julieta was already waiting for Isabela at the door. “Mami!! Mami!! I made a friend!!!“ Isabela shouted. “That’s great sweetheart!! I always tell you-“ “patience is always the answer, i know Mami“ Isabela continued. “Right.. Let‘s go before the food gets cold.“ they went inside and joined the family. Isabela announced that she had friends and her family were really happy for her. Isabela hardly makes friends mostly because most of them are using her for her gift. That’s why this time she made sure not to tell Dolores about her gift just incase, it also seemed like Dolores didnt know anything about her family at all.

Isabela talked a lot about her friend, well in this case friends. She’s pretty sure that Antonio is considered her friend too. After the dinner she went to bath, Agustín read her a story about two brave animals, isabela fell asleep happily this night.

Since that day on Isabela’s and dolores‘s friendship grew, not only that but the madrigal‘s curiosity also grew. They really wanted to meet Dolores and Antonio but everytime Isabela asks Dolores if she can come over she refuses. Months have passed and it was now 5 months into their friendship.

From all of the madrigals, pepa was the one with the most curiosity, she happily heard Isabela’s story about them, and she decided that it was the day that maybe she gets to meet Isabela’s friend for the first time!! Mostly it was also because she didnt want isabela to be with bad kids. But the other reason was also because of a quite thing isabela always mentions.

Apparently they are clumsy a lot, not clumsy but that’s what isabela calls it. They often get injuries and it seems like Dolores has an excuse for every single one. Pepa is suspecting abuse, she doesnt straight up go to the girl and say it obviously, she wanted to take things slowly.

Isabela was guiding pepa to their hangout spot, aka the spot where they first meet. She was really excited to introduce pepa to Dolores. Dolores was already with Antonio under the tree, he was sleeping with an blanket on the floor next to her, she kept a hand on his back. And she just stared into the void. “Dolores!!!“ isabela yelled as she ran up to her. Dolores turned to her with a smile and stood up. She opened her arms and Isabela happily hugged her tightly. Pepa chuckled, they seemed to be best friends for life, literally.

Pepa noticed how dolores quickly was alerted when she saw her, she took a step back as if she was protecting Antonio. “Dolores, this is my tia pepa!!“ isabela clarified. “Tia, this is Dolores and Antonio, my best friends!!“ Dolores smiled a bit at the names. But then turned to pepa with the most serious face a 9 year old could have. They stared at eachother for some seconds and in those seconds pepa studied them, it was true that they had injuries, their hair doesnt seemed to be taken care of, they were clean, and they were adorable. “Well hello!! I heard so much about you two, i really wanted to meet you guys.“ pepa spoke. The girl still was silent, she was staring deeply into pepa‘s eyes and pepa started to get nervous. Isabela scotched closer to pepa and whispered “Dolores isn’t great with adults, she said she finds them Lousy“ Ah..that makes sense….does it?

“Hello.“ Dolores mumbled. Pepa lit up, so she does speak! Not much but that was enough for pepa. “Well why dont you guys talk while i rather just listen for now.“ pepa suggested. “Okay!!“ isabela beamed. They sat down and it didnt take long for Isabela and Dolores to pick up their long talks again. Dolores had a soft voice and a soft face for sure. And it wasn’t just Dolores who was adorable, Antonio was adorable too, his face reminded her of Felix.

2 hours went by, pepa was amazed by how much they could talk, maybe this was the reason isabela became quieter at home. At some moment Antonio started to fuss a bit. Dolores noticed fastly, she picked him up and positioned him on her lap. He calmed down a bit but still fussed at something. “I think he might be a hungry..“ isabela mentioned. “He must be“ Dolores said. “Speaking of hungry!! Isabela its lunch time.“ pepa said. Isabela frowned, she wanted to talk more with her friend! Maybe..“Tia!! Could Dolores have lunch with us???“ She pleaded. “Of course she can!“ Pepa smiled. However Dolores did not look so pleased about it. Isabela already knew what Dolores was gonna say so she made sure to put her best act on.

“Doloooresss….pleaseeeeee???“ Isabela turned over to Dolores with puppy eyes. “Uhm…“ she muttered. She wasn’t that sure to go over to them yet, they are a big family and Dolores didnt want to meet that many. But she glanced over to Antonio who‘s starting to fuss more every second. “Okay fine..“ she said.

Isabela was thrilled, it was her first time having a friend over!! Dolores took the blanket and wrapped Antonio around her torso with it. Pretty smart. Pepa noted to herself. They made their way to the casita and Dolores was amazed by the house. It was really big and very colorful. Pepa was about to enter the house till she stopped them. She knew Isabela didnt want Dolores to know about their gifts, that’s a first but what about casita? “Wait here girls, i just need to do something quickly.“ pepa said. The girls waited while pepa went inside the house, luckily everyone was here already. Some of them were preparing the table and the other half was in the kitchen. So she took the ones in the dinning room over the kitchen to announce them about their guest.

“Okay, so isabela is having her friend over and we need to make some rules.“ pepa firmly said. Everyone went silent over the mention of them. “I’m pretty sure its exciting that Isabela is having someone over for the first time but she made it clear not to use our gifts and we all know for what reason..“ she grimaced. “This means you too casita, we cant show her any magic.“ pepa demanded. The house moved the tiles into a frown. “Okay we all got that clear?“ they all nodded their heads and went back to the preparations.

Pepa came back and took them inside. The further into the house made Dolores in a awh. The house was beautiful, Antonio also stared around curiously. “You have a pretty house isa!!“ Dolores complimented. “Thank you!!“ she replied. Antonio babbled something which they giggled at. “I take it he likes the house too?“ pepa smiled. “Seems so“ dolores looked down at him. They went into their garden where the table is, usually it wasn’t there but neither of them said anything. The other madrigals were already waiting for them and Dolores held her breath, Antonio started to get a bit overwhelmed. Dolores held his hand and Isabela held dolores‘s hand as if they could feel eachother‘s nervousness. Dolores maybe had heard about them but she never knew them. If she was correct they were called the madrigals.

They sat down in the middle, dolores sat between Isabela and pepa. Next to pepa was Felix and alma. Next to Isabela was julieta and Bruno. Opposite of them were Agustín, Camilo, Mirabel and Luisa. Isabela checked if her friend was okay and Dolores was really nervous so she put her arm behind Dolores, a way of saying that shes here. It calmed Dolores down but her nervousness was stilll eating her up. Pepa wanted to help too but she only knows Dolores a day and she doesnt think it will end up well.

The table was silent. Some of the others were nervous too. “Why are you guys so quiet, didnt u want to meet dolores?“ mirabel said bluntly, Felix started to crack up at her comment, the others tried not to make the situation worse as it was. Dolores saw how they were nervous, maybe this isn’t gonna end up bad. Pepa cuckled, “You’re right, maybe we should introduce ourself firstly?“ she suggested. “That’s a great idea! Why dont i start?“ Alma joined the conversation. Dolores turned to her direction,“ im alma madrigal“ alma…that name was familiar..oh! It’s the woman that her mothers swears about, often calling her selfish and a stuck up bitch. But for Dolores she seemed sweet, that doesnt mean she will trust them suddenly though.

Each madrgial introduced herself, so did dolores and Antonio, well Dolores for Antonio. They started to eat before they made it akward again, the children talked while eating, Bruno and Agustín were the only adults talking. Julieta and Alma noticed how Dolores fed Antonio first, she didnt even eat a single bite. However julieta was really impressed on how well Antonio was behaving, he didnt refuse a single bite and he didnt even make a mess. If she did the same with infant Mirabel or Camilo there would’ve been some stuff thrown at her face.

“Aren’t you gonna eat too?“ Isabela asked Dolores. “I am, i just need to make sure Antonio eats.“ She replied. Isabela thought for some seconds, and now that shes thinking about it, Dolores always has Antonio with her, she never saw Dolores without Antonio, and Antonio is more than 1 year old now. Not to mention Isabela was actually there when he did his first steps!! But Dolores often prefers to carry him around. Not only that too but, aren’t parents suppose to be taking care of the little ones? She always saw how her mama, papa, tia and tio took care of mirabel and Camilo, sometimes it was Abuela and tio Bruno too. She of course makes sure they are okay too but Dolores is acting like them when it comes to Antonio.

“Dolores, may i ask you something?“ Isabela spoke. Dolores noticed that something was off and turned to her. “Sure.“ she said. “Do u have parents?“ Isabela blurted and the table fell silence, besides for the little ones. Dolores face turned into confusion, why would Isabela ask her that? “What?“ she said. “Do you have parents?“ Isabela repeated. Now the table truely was silent. The adults started to panic a bit. “Yea i do, why are u asking?“ she questions. “Well you always take care of Antonio but aren’t your parents suppose to do it?“ she make a point. Dolores‘s eyes squinted, she purses her lips and doesnt say anything, but she seems to be mad. “Plus, you never talk about them!“ Isabela continues. “I like to take care of antonio.“ Dolores says. Isabela starts to notice that dolores‘s is angry, but why?

They stare at eachother for a bit, till Antonio broke the silence. He started to wave his hands around a lot. It seems like he didnt like it when they were like this. Dolores held his hand to calm him down but it didnt seem to work. Dolores started to get frustrated, maybe this was a bad idea at all. “I’m sorry i asked if you have parents Dolores..maybe it wasn’t a good question..“ Isabela apologized, she looked down at her plate. Antonio stopped fussing and Dolores started to feel bad. She shouldn’t taken that tone with her.

Dolores wanted to say she was sorry too but no words came out of her. So she just took Isabela’s hand and hoped she understood. Isabela did indeed understand her, and sqeeze Dolores’s hand. Sometimes Dolores would just shut down and it happened often so Isabela and Dolores’s started to understand eachother with just looks or body language. “Do you two have telepathy or is it just me?“ Bruno suddenly said. The girls started to giggle and some of the others laughed too.

“Looks like Antonio doesnt like seeing you guys like that.“ pepa confessed. Dolores had a sad smile on her face, “He doesn’t like it when people are mad or sad.“ she said. “What if he is mad or sad?“ Camilo questions. “Well then he makes sure everyone’s knows it“ she laughed. Camilo giggled at the answer. She was getting more comfortable with them and it was noticeable.

After lunch Isabela, Dolores and Antonio went back to their spot, but some have followed them. Isabela and Dolores sat down and dolores noticeded the noises behind Isabela, so she fixed her gaze into the bush and saw at least 3 people there. “I think someone followed us, or some people in this case.“ she said as she pointed them out. Isabela turned around and already knew who it was. “You guys are bad at hiding“ Isabela sighed, and they started to come out of the bush. “I told you this wasn’t a good idea Camilo“ Luisa said, as she helped mirabel to get out. He just ignored Luisa‘s comment and turned to face Isabela with puppy eyes. I wonder where he got that from..Dolores thought. “Can we please be with you guysss??? It’s so boring in casita!!“ he whined. Isabela glanced at Dolores for an answer and she shrugged. “Fine but dont annoy us Camilo!“ she snarled. Camilo gave her an evil grin before sitting down. Luisa and mirabel joined them.

They started to talk at some point. Some time passed by and Dolores saw how mirabel was focused on Antonio. She whispered something to Antonio and he started to wave at mirabel. Mirabel lit up brightly and smiled a lot. “How did u get him to do that!?“ she sputtered. “He started to randomly wave at people and if i tell him to wave at someone certain he just does“ Dolores said. Dolores started to ramble about Antonio to mirabel and Isabela started to get jealousy. Mirabel was really focused and Dolores loves to talk about antonio so Isabela feels like they could go for hours and hours about him.

Isabela crossed her arms and frowned. Her little sister is stealing her friend!! “Dolores!! Do you wanna go around town for a bit?“ Isabela interrupted them up. Dolores stopped talking and turned to Isabela. “Sure!! Will your family go too?“ she asked. She pursed her lip “uh no, i dont think its safe for them.“ she replied. “Cmon!!“ she said and took Dolores’s hand. “Wait isa!!“ Luisa shouted but they were already gone. “I dont think Mami allowed isa to go to town alone..“ Luisa reminded them. “Uh oh..“ mirabel and Camilo said in unison. “We should go get Mami!“ mirabel said, so they ran inside casita to tell julieta, lets say she wasn’t pleased by the news.

Isabela wandered around the town with Dolores, dolores had a worried face so Isabela asked what was wrong. “Aren’t you not allowed to go alone? I dont want to get you in trouble isa..“ she mumbled. And that’s when they stopped walking. “I totally forgot!!“ she said. All that jealousy made Isabela forget about it, all she wanted to do is get dolores away from mirabel so she would stop stealing her away but that really backfired on her.

Isabela started to panic, so she tried to look around to see where she ran off but the more she looked around the more she started to panic. She ran of almost to the other side of the town!! How did she not even notice!! Dolores realized that Isabela started to panic so she tried to calm her down. “Isa, its okay, i dont think your mom will be mad.“ she says. “It’s not even that!! I dont know where we are!! We are completely lost and its all because of me!!“ she tearing up. Dolores hugged Isabela, “its okay, i know where we are. I can bring us back“ she says. “Really!?“ “Really.“

Isabela was so happy that she had a friend like Dolores, she was really smart! Halfway trough their walk to casita Isabela asked, “How did u know the way?“ “My house was nearby, well its a bit further away but i mostly know the city of wandering around.“ she said as if it was nothing. That far!!?? Isabela thought. So that means that everytime she comes here it takes her a long time! And all that just to be with her? “You dont need to walk this far just to be with me Dolores“ Isabela turned to face Dolores with a sad face. “It’s okay, i enjoy walking plus i always come here!! I like it“ she hummed. Man..there’s a lot about Dolores she doesnt know yet..

When they arrived at casita alma quickly informed Felix to let julieta know Isabela was here and it only took some minutes for julieta to come from town and hug Isabela. She then proceeded to scold her but then hug her again. Dolores watched the scene confusingly. Why was julieta so worried about Isabela?? She just went to town for a little bit, and the hug? She was trying to think of an moment her mother hugged her like that but nothing came to her head.

It was getting darker so Dolores decided to go home early today, she was just waiting Isabela. After julieta hugged Isabela to death, she started to walk towards Dolores. Dolores stiffened up, she knew she was gonna get a scolding from this too, why shouldn’t she? Julieta kneeled down and Dolores saw a smile instead of an angry face. “Thank you a lot for helping Isabela, dolores.“ she thanked her. This woman’s voice is really soft..

Dolores‘s eyes widen, is that it? No screaming, no saying names, just that? “Dolores?“ julieta said. “Uh..right..you‘re welcome..“ she quickly looked over to Isabela to avoid eye contact. “See you then Isa..“ she waved and Isabela waved back.

While Dolores was walking back home, she had a weird feeling in her stomach, like..as if she was really happy about something. She hoped that she wont ever loose this feeling.

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If y’all have any questions about this au I gladly answer them :D thanks for readingg

[prosperdemeter2]

I never knew just how much I needed perspective flips from the rewrite series until I just read them lol. These characters are so…perfectly messy and human the way you write them and I absolutely love it. Just like Maddie alone. The way I wanted to just go uggg in the her pov for the Eddie asking about Daniel moment. But then wanted to high five and cheer for her in the other one where she told Bobby not to dare try and mess up buddies relationships after the bombing. Brilliant.

Anywho, while I can’t stand her in it, Can I ask for a perspective flip for Shannon in chapter 2 of collision please? 🥹

Gosh! This was a complicated one lmao. Let it be known that, for the canon of the series, I will probably never be going into Shannon’s POV again 😅 (not that I'm frustrated or anything about it. She was just TOUGH to write).

As for your words up top: omg pls you're so sweet 😭 I try so hard to write characters that are flawed but so deserving of love - I hope as the story goes on you gain some sympathy for a Maddie that's learning and trying to be better now.

collision chapter two

Eddie’s house was… quaint. It wasn’t what Shannon would have chosen for their family, if he had ever bothered to ask her, but it was what he had chosen. She supposed she shouldn’t have been surprised, Eddie had always been fond of the smaller things in life. He didn’t enjoy extravagant, he had fought her tooth and nail over getting a new car when they were still together, citing medical bills and a future fund that he’d rather be putting his pension into. He had to have been making enough in his career as a public servant (and with his retirement from the Army), so Shannon didn’t really understand why he was still living in his small, two bedroom, one story house. But it wasn’t her concern how Eddie spent his money anymore. 

At least, not when it came to this. 

“Good morning, sweetheart.” Harvey kissed her cheek like he always did, like she was a work of art, and gently tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. She preened - Eddie had never touched her like that, he had never spoiled her the way Harvey did, with pride and reverence. Harvey was better, everyone in her life told her that (Shannon had known that when they had first slept together - Harvey was perfect, safe… dispassionate.). 

Shannon hated Eddie’s little house. 

It was too clean, too lived in, too decorated. He had a calendar on the refrigerator that didn’t have his handwriting on it, stuffed behind Christopher’s messy color pencil drawings and report card boasting all A’s. He had a list of emergency phone numbers taped on the counter next to a landline and Shannon’s name wasn’t even on it - the list went: Buck, Carla, Bisabuela, Tia Pepa, Maddie, Captain Nash, Athena Grant, Karen Wilson, Tia Adriana. The list was obviously for Christopher, just like the shower chair and the rails in the bathroom she had spotted earlier. It was a good thing he already had those in place, Shannon had noted with a derisive snort, considering his boyfriend needed them just as much lately (if the way he was slowly moving the night before said anything). 

Shannon glanced over her shoulder and towards the locked door at the end of it - Christopher was still in the bathroom, he had paused briefly outside of the door that clearly belonged to his father’s bedroom but Shannon had waved him along. I’ll make breakfast, she had said with a smile. 

Christopher always liked waffles. She was sure Eddie had the ingredients to toss those together, although she didn’t see a waffle maker anywhere. Maybe she should interrupt the two of them, like she had thought of doing the night before just for the laugh of it all (imagine, Shannon scoffed. Helena would have had Eddie’s head, and Shannon’s, if she had ever caught them doing what Shannon had caught him doing the night before.). She could imagine it, really. She didn’t know what they were doing behind that door, really, except she knew, from her own wealth of experience, just how good at bedroom activities Eddie was. They’d probably be lost in each other, like Shannon had noticed they so often were. Her knocking on the door, sharp and loud, would have them springing apart. If she laughed loud enough, she could picture the perfect bright red Eddie’s cheeks would turn - it used to mean that they would be having a very entertaining romp in the sheets themselves, but Shannon had long ago grown to enjoy the lead up to the main event just as much. Eddie was easy to rile up, fun to do too, and ever since he had served her those divorce papers? Shannon thought he deserved a bit of embarrassment every now and then. “Can I have cereal?” Christopher interrupted her thoughts with a blink of innocence. 

Shannon flinched. “I’m going to make waffles.” 

Christopher frowned. “Okay,” he shrugged. “Can I have cereal still?” 

“Your mother,” Harvey intervened when Shannon merely bristled in her spot. “Is going to make waffles.” 

“I don’t want waffles.” Christopher argued petulantly. He had always done that - it had driven Shannon insane when he was little. Clearly, Eddie had picked up where his parents had left off when it came to catering to Christopher’s every want and need. “Dad says I can have cereal so long as I have fruit too.” 

“Well, dad’s not up.” Shannon said in a forced light tone. Dad said, dad said, dad said. It was all she had heard the day before until they had gotten back home and then Christopher had sat himself next to Buck on the floor all night until it was time for bed. Shannon had offered him the side of the couch closest to her, Christopher had always been a cuddler and Shannon had, genuinely, missed having his small body pressed tightly against hers. Christopher had declined, though, but she hadn’t missed the way he had cuddled up next to Buck’s side instead. Perhaps she should have offered him her seat, the man had just gotten out of his full leg cast not too long ago, but there had been a bit of vindictive joy in watching him wince as he straightened out his leg to rest on the rug. “What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” She winked over her shoulder at Christopher’s little, tired face, and turned back to the cabinets with a frown. 

“Dad -.” It was like Christopher had summoned him. 

The door opened and shut on the other end of the hallway and Shannon… she had always been attuned to Eddie. She knew the cadence of his footsteps, the way he breathed, the way he would first look for Christopher and then look for her. Only it took longer than Shannon remembered it ever taking for Eddie to look in her direction - the door clicked shut behind him and his hair was a mess (and he had a small bruise, sucked into the skin of his collarbone that Shannon couldn’t help staring at when his shirt slipped down enough for her to see it. It wasn’t jealousy so much as rage. Eddie had belonged to her for the longest time, she had been the only person he had ever slept with, his first and only for so long. Any mark he had on his skin used to be because she put it there. And now she was competing. With a man who made Eddie laugh and, and… she was mostly ambivalent towards Eddie’s boyfriend, except that she wasn’t. She couldn’t help but think of how different things would have been if he hadn’t been around, if she hadn’t waited so long. Eddie’s face would have flashed with that anger again at something she said and it would have ended the way it always did, Shannon’s nails leaving a trail down his back and her mouth sucking a bruise into his skin). “Morning, Eddie.” Harvey greeted kindly. 

Shannon shook herself. She was happy, she was going to marry the most wonderful man, she had her son back (on Eddie’s terms, though. Shannon didn’t have Christopher so much as have time with him). “Morning.” Eddie waved, though, cordial and polite as always. Shannon could remember the way he used to touch her, soft hands on her hips as he walked by. He used to wrap himself around her, duck his nose into her shoulder and hold on while he woke up. 

He bypassed her completely and instead lingered over Christopher, pressing a kiss to the crown of his head and breathing in against his curls. 

What happened to the man she had married, she wondered. Where had she lost him? “Buenos días, bud.” Shannon gripped his cabinet handle tighter. 

She had always been jealous of the relationship Eddie had with Christopher. It was always so easy, so second nature with the two of them. Shannon had to work every second of every day to be a mother, to remember what it was she was supposed to be doing to keep Christopher happy and healthy and Eddie… Eddie just knew how to do it. And it didn’t make any sense to her, really! Eddie hadn’t had parents the way Shannon had - Ramon had been gone most of his childhood and Helena had thrust him into the role of man of the house much too early. He had always been good at it, though. Surprisingly tender even when Shannon had wanted him at his hardest. It only got worse one Christopher was born - Eddie was careful not to yell, he had cried the first time he had held him, Shannon had caught him singing Christopher to sleep, once, when he was on leave. He loved being a father and Christopher, obviously, adored having him as one. 

Christopher tipped his head back to rest it on Eddie’s chest, staring up at him like he always had - like Eddie was the hero in every story he ever made up. He beamed and leaned up, pressing his own kiss to the corner of Eddie’s scratchy, unshaven jaw (Shannon had always hated it when he looked like this. Unshaven, just rolled out of bed, face unwashed and hair still a mess. She preferred Eddie put together.). “Buenos días, dad!” 

That was another thing. Shannon hated the whole… Spanish thing. It was like they were trying to shove her out. When they were in Texas, Eddie and sisters would go on a whole rant in Spanish back and forth and Shannon would be left just trying to pick up on context clues. Helena had tried to translate what she could, and Sophia had always explained it after the matter. You could try to learn, Adriana had said with her nose in the air like always. Eddie had apologized, though, when Shannon had pointed out feeling left out of family conversations. 

Clearly, though, he was still insisting on teaching Christopher the language. She wondered if it bothered Eddie’s new partner too, or if Buck was perfect with that too. Shannon rolled her eyes at the thought, the man probably spoke Spanish himself. It was like Eddie had created him in a lab - young, tall, handsome, strong, stupid and yet, somehow, smart. She had noticed Eddie staring at certain kinds of men over the years, Buck certainly fit Eddie’s preference better than Shannon ever could. Eddie hugged Christopher from behind, smiled at him in a way that made a portion of her anger with him disappear, and rested his chin on Christopher’s bony shoulder. “¿Cómo era antes de que empezara a llover?” 

She scowled again. 

Of course. 

Eddie clearly wanted to ask Christopher something that she wouldn’t understand in order to keep their secrets. It was like he was plotting against her - Christopher fought her at every corner, he didn’t seem all that interested in doing anything but argue with Harvey, and if she had to hear one more time about just how great Eddie’s boyfriend was she was going to wring her own neck. “It was okay. We didn’t get smores, though.” Christopher explained. 

Eddie frowned and clocked Christopher’s disappointment immediately. “We can make some with bisabuela?” 

“In the backyard?” 

“Or we can make them in the oven here.” Christopher smiled excitedly and hummed, his little body shaking with excitement. 

Shannon closed the cabinet a little too hard and opened the next one - full of plates and ceramic bowls that were all mismatched and clearly second hand (but a good brand of second hand, she noted. The kind that could be microwaved and put in the oven if needed without even chipping the paint. Eddie’s family didn’t use those.). “Shannon,” Eddie called to her with that edge to her voice that told her that he was starting to get frustrated with her. She frowned at it - frustrated at her? She hadn’t even done anything yet but try and feed their child. “I’ll make breakfast.”

Shannon almost laughed. “You can’t cook.” She smirked over her shoulder at him. 

The last time Eddie had tried to cook he had managed to undercook chicken after leaving it in the oven for half an hour. Eddie rolled his eyes at her and something like a sharp satisfaction spiked in her belly. He was annoyed, good. “Dad makes eggs!” Christopher defended with a strong frown. “And… and crepes with bisabuela.” 

Bisabuela. Isabel Diaz had always been Eddie’s biggest enabler. She called him pet names and kissed his cheeks and pulled him into tight, long hugs. Isabel had told Shannon, very seriously, that Eddie was special. That he had a special heart that deserved to be taken care of. That he was soft, and that softness was his strength. Shannon had always been… uneasy around the woman. It was like she could see right through her and was just waiting for Shannon to make a mistake. “You can always have cereal.” Eddie said dryly, standing up and nudging her out of the way and towards the table. 

Her skin burned where his arm had touched hers. It had been… a long time since Eddie had touched her and things between them had always felt like a raging fire. It was an addictive feeling, even if Harvey’s hand on her wrist felt calm and cooling. “I thought you would have bought more.” Because his cabinets had been nearly empty, his refrigerator had been full of health food and pineapple juice, his freezer with meats and meatless substitutions. 

“It’s not like we expected company.” Eddie countered and grabbed the eggs out of the refrigerator, scowling at the milk like they had personally insulted him. 

Shannon could feel it, the fire growing between them, threatening to come to a head. She wondered how it would blow up, now that the bedroom wasn’t an option for them. “Harvey doesn’t like eggs.” She stuck her chin in the air and said. 

“Then he can have cereal.” Dismissive. 

Shannon bristled in frustration. Eddie had gotten so boring over the years. He had stopped arguing with her a week before she had left, but when she had shown back up he had shown her that he still had that passion inside of him. 

She wanted to taste it again. All of him was hers, he had vowed that a long time ago. It didn’t matter what a piece of paper said, anymore. He had belonged to her since they were twelve. He could have his fun, but he’d be back. He would always come back. “He -.” Harvey’s hand covered over Shannon’s shoulder. 

“It’s okay, Shannon.” He said with a bright, cordial smile. “I don’t mind cereal.” 

Shannon’s building excitement faded when Eddie turned back around, his face carefully expressionless.  “Cereal’s on the fridge.” He said with a nod and turned towards the oven. 

Something in her stirred. Anger, annoyance, arousal. 

Eddie was always so much more fun when he decided to play petty. 

Shannon carefully sat down beside Harvey with a small smirk. Oh, if he wanted to play, they could play. 

[mmollymercury]

For the ask game, mbti for Julieta (sorry I'm simping hard and I loved the Luisa one :3)

Aww thank you ‼️💖💖💖 I'M SO SORRY IT TOOK ME FOREVER TO GET AROUND TO THIS. I've still got lots of things in my inbox I've been meaning to get to😅😅😅 sorrryyy!

So, I've actually already done all the MBTIs for the triplets, you can see that here🥰🥰

But to compensate, I'll do all the other questions for Juli💗💗

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Julieta

⚧ - Pronoun hc: she/her🥰

🏳️‍⚧️- Gender hc: cis female.

🏳️‍🌈- Orientation hc: idk,,, never really thought abt it, I guess she can be the token straight,

🌌- zodiac sign hc: Just like Bruno, she's a libra♎💗

🧠- MBTI/Enneagram hc: link💗🥰🥰

❤- OTP hc: Julieta and Agustín give me the strength to carry on😭😭😭

😭😭😭💗💗💗💗‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

🧡- Everyone I ship with this character: Agustínnnn😫🥺🥺🥺💗

💛- Brotp: The Madrigal triplets💗💗 also, I imagine her and Félix to have a really good relationship 💫💫 (this is strictly familial love tho, guys😤😤😤)

💚- Notp: basically anything disgusTANG😤😤‼️‼️‼️

💙- Crossover ship: 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

💜- Crossover non-ship relationship I like: idea: her and Tiana. Boom💥

💖- Happy hc: When she's cooking, sometimes she does a lil jig. When her kids were babies, she'd always take a break from cooking to dance with them, the kind were you ballance them on your feet🥺🥺🥺

THIS SECTION SPECIFICALLY INSPIRED ME TO LIST OFF ALL THE CUTE THINGS I THINK AGUSTÍN AND JULIETA DO. SO ENJOY:💞💞💞💞

Agustín is such a gentleman, he always opens the door for Julieta and offers his hand to her when there's a bump in the road, most times; he ends up hurting himself in the process while Juli comes out unscathed.

Agustín's vows were very long, yes they were filled with fluff but mostly because he wrote down nearly every accident he came to Julieta with, with each one, he stated how much deeper in love he fell.

He does a goofy, signature, pure Agustín 'ooo!' plus grin when Juli gets dressed in something special. He'll bob on his feet too, like a happy puppy🥺.

While I imagine Félix and Pepa’s music taste to be mostly upbeat and danceable, Julieta and Agustín's is more mellow and smooth, think 'I'm so happy now' by Willie Wright ❤ perfect for graceful dances like that one animation test🥺🥺

People would question why Julieta would like Agustín, Alma too (briefly) but Julieta was always enamoured by him and liked his honesty and clumsy nature, I'm sure a lot of guys would bother her at her stall with minor or fake injuries just to flirt with her (she just gives off 'preferring more feminine men' vibesss)

When Agustín gets drunk, he sometimes forgets Julieta is his wife and flirts with her, asking her on dates and stuff.

One time, when Agustín went to kiss Julieta’s hand, he completely misjudged his position and kissed his own instead. Julieta laughed 'Ay, Agustín.'

Despite the bees, Agustín still gives Julieta flowers every anniversary. Every anniversary he gets stung.

~😫💗😫~

❤🩹- Angsty hc: I feel like being around food since a very young age, constantly, would give her either a dependence on it, or a repulsion. In Julieta’s case, I think it's a dependence. She eats when she's stressed and also gets the urge to cook if she's upset, because it's the only way she feels useful.

📖- AU I'd like to see them in: modern au, modern au, imagine her on a cooking show like bake off and all the family watching ADSFGHFFFKL-

😋- Funny/stupid hc: she gives Agustín raspberry kisses😙😙😙 and sometimes when she's cooking, she'll draw little pictures in the dough before folding it, then laugh to herself, thinking: 'hehehe, no-one will ever know🤭🤪'

🪞- Appearance hc: she's beauty, she's grace, there's no flaw on her face. Seriously tho, between the triplets, I think she probably started getting grey hairs first. All of their jobs are stressful, don't get me wrong, but I think that Julieta standing all day and being in a hot environment, she's prone to exhaustion and pain. Agustín will help massage out those knots, but it still has a mental effect x

🥖- Food hc: chef's palate, because obviously👌👌🤌🤌🤌 she finds the flavour in everything, just like Camilo! She loves combining flavours and experimenting with a variety of ingredients. She'll know when something is objectively rank-tasting but she's got a food critic palate, a taste for everything! Bruno on the other hand...

She's constantly trying to convert him, let's say that.

🛌- Sleep hc: Contrary to her personality, I think she snores very loudly. Agustín does too tho. Their bedroom is the loudest it's ever been when they sleep lol. Yep, they're those parents.... aka mine😫

🏡- Domestic hc: Best mam. She's the first one up, yep, even before Alma! And she uses this time to make everyone specialised breakfasts. When everyone comes downstairs, all the food is inexplicably the right temperature for them. She greets everyone with a good morning and a 'did you sleep well?'. Also, she still tucks Mirabel into bed💗💗💗

Julieta: goodnight, Te amo mi bebita preciosa!

Mirabel: mam!

🗡- Badass hc- as a teenager, when people would bully her brother, she'd make a patch of rock hard bread to throw at them😈😈😈 she's a protective mam and will be very stern to the parents of the children who hurt them.

❓- Anything else you want: you can't say she wouldn't pull a 'I'll krump with you sweetie!'

[texasbama]

After the perfect domesticity of Buddie this week it is going to be hilarious watching Eddie waste his time on these failed dates. It will never be more obvious to everyone that the most chemistry he has is with Buck.

Right!! And they literally gave nothing away in the promo for next week either. I wonder what the sneak peeks will be..

Gonna be interesting to see how this goes cause its proven that Eddie and Buck only have eyes for each other.

Although….Last night I very briefly had the thought that Pepa will set him up on some dates that will be duds and then the ep will end with him somehow running into Marisol and his final scene being a date with her.

I almost started crying so I figured I’d share it with yall. 😭 hopefully nothing like that happens🥴🥴🥴🥴

[sketchncanto]

Mass Ask #1 ✨

Okay, so I saw an artist tackle some of their asks like this and I thought it was the most genius thing ever so now I shall also tackle my asks like this so that I don't clog my blog and ya'lls timelines. Also, some of these asks are old as fuq, so my apologies to everyone I haven’t answered since February 😭

There's a possibility that some won't see their asks get answered (bc these are screenshots and they won't get notified that I answered) BUT I think this is the most efficient way to try to get to everyone! So without further adieu, here's round one of my mass ask answersss!

Yes!! Though admittedly I'm still working on the fics I currently have on the list. But I'm always open for new fics!! Even if the list gets exponentially long, there will come a day where I will read it. Even if it takes me years-- I will read it. So yes, send them my way! (No gore/erotica/inc*st please n’ thank you!)

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The most challenging Madrigaaal-- I think Pepa and Isa are both the hardest for me to nail. Their faces are like those perfect "princess-shaped" faces and I've always struggled with that. The easiest? It's between Antonio and Bruno! I'd only say Bruno because I've drawn him like 1000000 times at this point lmao his face is permanently locked into my brain chamber 😵‍💫

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Heheheh thank you!! I haven't drawn Camilo a whole lot so I'm glad you think he turned out right! ✨ @nerdish-simp

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Thank you so muuuuch!! I'm glad my art can brighten your day! 💕🥹 @mbbia2004

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My heart I— thank you 😭💖

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Thank you!! Tbh I think that's my favorite encanto theme to draw-- I have a deep need to see that man interact with babies 🤌🏼

Also HELLO fellow Chels!

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I grew up watching a BUNCH of animated shows, movies, reading comics, scouring deviantart etc. I think a combination of all of that inspired me to draw and never stop! As far as art style, I take inspiration from a looot of different artists. To name a few big ones, I really love Genndy Tartakovsky, Chris Reccardi (rest in peace 💕), Bruce W. Smith, Craig McCracken, Jin Kim, Shiyoon Kim, Nico Marlet, Thurop Van Orman, Brittany Myers, Jamie Hewlet— okay this wasn’t a few LOL but yes there’s loads more but I pull the most from these wonderful artists! ✨ @its-actually-ash

Alrighty that's it for this batch! Will def be answering more probably this weekend! 🤙🏼

[acewithapaintbrush]

I have to ask this- first wedding anniversary and chaos ensues??? Why am I think its Pepa and Félix??? 👀👀👀 Or maybe you want me to think that... Double bluff😭😭😭

He hehehehe this is actually an idea for a little follow up story for my Pedro Lives AU

Not a fully fledged sequel. 3 chapters tops. But I wanna keep playing in this universe with one shots and short stories and this is the first idea that came to mind.

I'm operating under the assumption that Alma and Pedro were married less than one year when he 'died'. So they never got to celebrate a wedding anniversary.

The triplets and the grandkids realize that a few days before the date and decide to plan for them the best and biggest and most romantic and awesome wedding anniversary party.

And yeah. Chaos ensues. They try to make up for all the years lost (so 50 wedding anniversaries stuffed into one) some (*coughCamilo*cough*) go waaaaaay overboard and Pepa almost causes a hurricane cause she wants the day to be perfect (think her at Antonio's ceremony just 100 times worse).

Meanwhile Alma and Pedro were sent away under false pretenses so the others could plan in peace and while things at Casita descent into chaos the two of them have a very calm and romantic day, blissfully unaware that Casita is about to break again out of sheer frustration for her disaster humans.

[needs-to-stop-looking-at-valves]

Now I need a story about camilo and dulce arguing over Pepa's coddling😭

Oh their first couple fight, let's do it???

"Mamà, Papi, tea tea tea!"

Félix and Pepa knew what Dolores meant immediately as she said it. That meant something juicy was going on, and it was going on NOW. Félix wasn't a gossip, but he did like knowing when shit was going on. So he went with his wife downstairs, where Camilo and Dulce were. Him, Dolores, and Pepa stood a bit out of sight, and just watched.

"Didn't you hang out with your mom last week?"

"Yeah, so?"

"SO, you don't think you can spare me the time?"

Camilo clearly wasn't interested in this conversation, given how he was trying to cook in between her words.

"I like spending time with my mom. Why are you getting so upset? We can do it Thursday."

"I TOLD you, I'm busy Thursday! I wanted to do it tomorrow because that's my day off."

"Why don't you come with us?"

Dulce took a deep breath. Camilo just wasn't getting it.

"Cami, I love your mom. She's great. She's funny, she's supportive, I love her to death. But I'm not dating her! I'm dating you! And I want one date where your mom does NOT end up as our third wheel!"

Félix glanced briefly at his wife, and he was honestly impressed that she hadn't made a shift in the weather, given her shocked expression. Camilo gave Dulce the side eye as he stuffed with arepa with more cheese, and leftover meat.

"You're exaggerating."

"No, I'm not. Last date, she insisted she walk with us back to the Casita. Date before that, she packed you a lunch to OUR lunch date. Date before THAT, she went with us to go shopping. I wanted you to help me try on a new dress, but instead, we spent two hours shopping for HER."

Camilo was about to stuff his face, and most likely walk away from this conversation, when she smacked the arepa out of his hand, sending it to the floor. It wasn't a hard smack by any means, and was definitely not aimed to physically hurt him, but Camilo still glared at her over it.

"So my mom LIKES spending time with us. Big deal. I like making her happy, is that so bad?"

"Camilo, when was the last time we even kissed? And a PROPER kiss, not that 'hello' peck you give me, that's for your Abuela, not your girlfriend."

"Do you WANT me to kiss you right now? Is that what this is?"

Félix winced. Definitely not the words he would've chosen. Dulce threw her arms in the air, almost in defeat.

"Does it LOOK LIKE I want to kiss you right now? In this exact moment? Look at my face!"

Camilo picked up the food from the floor, and Félix tried not to wince as he continued to just fucking eat it.

"I mean. Kinda? Look, Dulce, mi amor, be up front with me. What is so bad about my mom hanging out with us?"

"It's the fact that she can't leave us ALONE! I can't kiss you without her asking 'ay, mijo, are you hungry'. I can't tell you that you look handsome without your mami butting in and kissing you all over your face! You're not just joined at the hip, you practically have the fucking ambilical cord! I want SOME space from your mom-"

"Just because your mom is a fridged bitch who acts like you're an employee, doesn't mean EVERYONE'S mom is like that."

Félix knew that look on his face. He regretted it as soon as he said it. The poor girl looked hurt. Probably because it was true. Rosa, Dulce's mother, was always a bit...firm, not affectionate, ever since her husband left her.

"How dare you?"

"No, wait, that didn't come out right. Look, I'm sorry, let me just-"

"You know what the worst part of this is? Not just you being right,"

She stepped back as Camilo tried to take a step towards her. The poor girl's eyes were watering, and she was trying SO hard to keep it together.

"But knowing she's just gonna scold me for being upset about how you hurt me. I'll get no comfort from her, and she'll just tell me I'm better off. And you know what? Maybe she's right. You enjoy YOUR perfect mom."

Dulce stomped right out of the kitchen, right past Félix and his two girls. Camilo tried to chase after her, but Félix grabbed him by his shoulder, shaking his head.

"You should leave her be, till tomorrow. You're both emotional right now."

Camilo looked at him, his mom, the door, before sniffing, and running up the stairs. Pepa tried to follow him, but Casita made the stairs disappear, and didn't bring them back, even when Camilo slammed the door to his room. And there was that all too familiar rain he was used to. Félix sighed, placing a hand on his wife's shoulder.

"Pepa. I thought we talked about this?"

"We did! I wasn't trying to do anything like this! I just wanted to show my support and-"

"You need to leave Camilo alone. Let him fix it. Understand?"

Pepa nodded. It was hard seeing your kids grow up. Even harder to know you made something in that process more difficult for them. Félix just hoped that what was broken, wasn't too late to be fixed.

[isabelasflowersblog]

Okay I just realized the meaning behind each lyrics of the final parts in All Of You. Let me say, it's so heartwarming🤧🤧🤧😭😭.

"We see how bright you burn"

It meant that Mirabel mostly asked questions about Bruno in Pepa's side of the family to the point they made a whole song about it. Although it did cause them some chaos, they realized it was all for saving the family and the miracle.

"We see how brave you've been"

Both Isabela and Luisa sang that part. Why? because Mirabel was the one who broke them free from their lifelong pressure from Abuela. She was brave enough to confront her about how they hate it. Like both Isabela and Luisa could just straight up go to Abuela and say "I can't take this pressure anymore, I will never be perfect/strong enough" But no, Mirabel had the guts to defend both her sisters.🤧

"Now see yourself in turn"

Now, both her parents sang that part. From the start, they both supported Mirabel for who she is while the others were neglecting her. Now, they meant to say that it is now her time to shine.🤧

"You're the real gift kid, let us in"

Bruno knew what was his vision this whole time. He was also proud that she defended him.

"Open your eyes, abre los ojos, what do you see?"

Abuela finally opened her eyes in the reality. Now, she wants Mirabel to open her own eyes to see who she really is. It is also a parallel to the opening scene where Abuela tells young Mirabel to open her eyes to see the candle.

"I see me, all of me"

Mirabel finally sees who she really is. Now, she has a family who are very supportive of her.

Well this is just so wholesome🤧😭.

[gamerbearmira]

Ghost seer Mirabel is super cool! I imagine she'd be the golden child of the family instead of Isabela, since she gives Abuela the chance to communicate with Pedro, what do you think her room and outfit would look like? I feel like she'd have a lighter shade of blue with more white and gold, giving her an almost angelic color palette, the people of Encanto would definitely consider her an angel in the same way Isabela is in canon, maybe her room could have similar angelic theming?

RIGHT???? So rad

But I’m. Yes, probably. I’d guess. I mean she can literally talk to Pedro, who is virtually Alma’s whole reason for all this. But hey, at least Isabela isn’t forced to be perfect, and thus not forced to be married to Mariano. So, that means Dolores can get with him. Also, I guess since Isabela isn:t perfect, Dolores isn’t necessarily in her shadow anymore either lmao. Camilo would still probably be close. I also imagine Mirabel went to Bruno a lot (cause he has no reason to leave lmao), cause seeing all those dead people kind freaked her out when it really settled in. And Bruno’s got bout the closest gift to her.

And yeah⁉️ I think when she was younger, she would have a lot more white over gold. Like her dress was made to make her look like she was a little cloud almost. She also only had her gift on her clothing. But as she got older, she had more candle motifs put into her clothes (Julieta and Agustín refused to let Alma put pressure on a small 5 year old girl for being the next candle holder). Mirabel really wanted to embroider her skirt, but Alma heavily suggest (insisted) she do it in gold/pale yellow. Worked for Mirabel.

I??? Don’t know why I chose closed eyes, but yeah. Open eyes kinda freaked me out, so I closed them. Gives it a more gentle, approachable feel. Also, she begged Alma to have pink earrings and pink shoes. Sure, she kept the green glasses (her 5 year old logic was that the blue was for her side of the family, yellow/gold was for Pepa, her green glasses for Bruno, and the pinkish shoes was for her abuela. Alma let it slide 😭)

Also since her gift involves one of the senses, sight, I think her door might have open eyes. You know, like how Dolores’ is hearing, and Bruno’s is also sight? Yeahhhhh sumn like that.

Her room is like. Above the clouds. Imagine an airplane flying above the clouds; that’s basically what it’s like. You might think creepy cemetery vibes with all the dead people, but it’s the opposite. You’d be surprised how calm and relaxed dead people are. Coming from heaven to visit family members vibes.

Y’all, I’m not an architect or an interior designer so. Don’t look too hard. The depth is probs off 👹

[camilosgirlfriend]

hello again, i really love your writing so here i am with another request 😭😭

basically fluffy camilo x fem!reader at one of the kids of encanto’s birthday parties held either in casita or in the actual market place, either way everyone is there and the reader is dancing among the children (she got lessons from isabela) and isabela, dolores, and pepa push camilo to get over his puppy crush and ask reader to dance and eventually he gets comfortable again and they dance together

i’m imagining either to soldier, poet, king or the kingdom dance from tangled

and the reader wearing this skirt

tysm if you get to this

camilo for your troubles <3

this prompt >> AND HELLO AGAINN :))

Feel The Music, Baby.

camilo madrigal x fem!reader

the way your hips swung, your hair moved and the skirt you were wearing blew in the wind had him caught in a daze. the girl— that girl. the one that he’s loved since he was 13, only being able to stare from afar, was now just so close. your smile widened as you picked up a child who was at your feet and spun around with him in your arms. giggles erupted from his mouth as he slung his arms onto your neck, shimmying his hips a little in your arms. the child who was in your arms was put down right as the song ended so you could get water. you walked away from the crowd and into the kitchen at the madrigal house.

“you’re drooling.” dolores said in a teasing manner, eating her food. “what?— what, no i am not dolores.” camilo huffed, wiping his mouth just to make sure she was lying. “if you like her so much, why dont you just make out with her.” mirabel laughed, made fake kissing faces at camilo. “cállate mira!” “camilo!” pepa came out of the kitchen with a few plates and water. camilo stomped his foot, causing mirabel to laugh even harder. “primito, do you really think she doesn’t like you?” isabela asked, interjecting herself into the conversation. “we’ve— only ever talked once.” “well! i am her dance teacher. and she tells me everything.” isabela smirked, leaning on the table they sat at. “and i hear everything. hm.” “okay, okay. stop teasing your brother dolores. he has enough on his mind. pobrecito.” pepa said in sympathy, getting his hair away from his face. camilos face obviously turned red as he covered his face. “well, what does she say!” “in order to tell you, you have to get over it, locito. just dance with her.” camilo sighed, putting his head down. “if i do will you tell me.” he replied, his voice muffled. “yes!” dolores and isabela said at the same time. he lifted his head and rolled his eyes. “fine.” camilo stood up and walked back to the center where the girl of his dreams was. he made his way through the crowd and towards the edge where he saw her twirling a small girl with braids around. he cleared his throat and walked up to her, putting his hand out. “care to dance, amor?” he asked slyly, watching as she turned her head. “claro!” she accepted happily, grabbing his hand. almost immediately he spun her around, prompting a gasp and a laugh come from her. “asi camilo!” camilo heard his father say, turning around to him.

“you’re a very good dancer camilo.” y/n beamed as she got her coat off the wall. “gracias hermosa.” he responded with a laugh. y/n smiled and pulled his cheek to her, pecking it softly. “see you tomorrow!” y/n let his face go and walked away and out of the house. mirabel, isabela, pepa, and dolores waited until y/n was far enough. “camilo!!” they squealed, running up to him. “oh she was so beautiful, shes perfect for the family!” pepa continued, fixing his hair. “you were beautiful! your feet were moving in sync and your hand placements were just right!” “y/n agrees.” dolores exclaimed before giggling. “okay, okay okay! can you just tell me what she says now?” camilo asks putting his hands on his hips. “fine!” isabela burst and grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the kitchen and sitting him down. “so..?” he says, leaning onto the table. “she says, how she wants so badly to talk to you. how every chance she gets she admires you… and how you take her breath away anytime your eyes meet.” isabela pouts, putting her hand to her heart “how adorable.” she whines before smiling again. “she’s talking now.. she says she almost passed out tonight. she loved the way you looked at her. her sister says shes so in.” dolores continues, as she put her hand to her heart. “she says.. how badly she wishes you liked her back.” “but i do like her back!” camilo says, looking at his sister with puppy dog eyes. “lo sabemos, principe.” pepa replied. “how about tomorrow, we invite y/n to dinner?” pepa asks smiling at her middle child. “yeah.. yeah that works.” he smiled back at his mother.

that morning, camilo woke up extra early just to wake everyone up and get ready. he knocked on luisas door, then dolores, then mirabel, his moms, his aunts, his brothers, isabelas and abuelas. he had already gotten everything prepped for tía julieta and was rushing everyone. “mirabel, you’re going to y/ns house to invire her, dolores and isabela you’re helping tia! and mamá, just relax today. okay?” camilo shouted out orders before rushing into the kitchen. “everything looks good here tía!” he exclaimed and walked out and attempted to go up the stairs before something held him back. “camilo?” antonio peeped as camilo looked down. “yes antonio?” “don’t mess tonight up, please? i like y/n, she always plays with me and if you ruin it she won’t want to play with me anymore…andshesmyfavoritepersontoplaywith!” antonio complained all in one breath before pulling away. “i will not ruin tonight for us antonito.” camilo ran a hand through his brothers curls and smiled before walking upstairs.

camilo spent the rest of the morning and part of the afternoon in his room, pondering on what to say and how to say it. “camilo! y/n’s coming!” isabela yells from the kitchen, putting the final plate of food down. “ya voy!” he responds, getting off his bed and running out of his room. not before one last check in the mirror. camilo moved his strands and pat down his clothes before rushing out. the door rung and he sprung for it immediately, holding the door knob. “sit down everyone, hurry! i dont want us to look like hooligans infront of y/n!” he yelled before swinging the door open. “mirabel, y/n!” camilo laughed in a fake way and hugged mirabel, leading them both inside. “wow, this all looks amazing..” y/n said amused. camilo pushed a chair out right infront of him. y/n smiled and nodded and sat herself down, pushing her chair in. camilo walked around the table and sitting down, smiling immediately.

it had only been 10 minutes since everyone started eating and dolores was staring very hard at camilo, trying to not to spill his secret at the dinner table. “dolores, why are your ears so big?“ camilo asked in a teasing manner, as he always did. “why do you like y/n.” “dolores!” “what?” y/n questioned. “you do?” she looked at him. “okay, everyone go to the kitchen!” pepa sighed out, rushing everyone away from the table. “why did you never tell me camilo?” “well.. because youre just so beautiful and i couldn’t bring myself to do it.” he sighed out as they both stood up. “i know you watch me dance.” y/n chuckled with a smile. “you’re such a puppy amor.” she giggled. “everyone always says that!” he sighed out in frustration. but he was happy. now he knew the girl of his dreams liked him too.

i overwrote oops sorry i didnt even do it right i just cant write dancing im so bad at it 😭😭 anyways im super tired so mmm 🤘

[movetobiimos]

your blog is seriously amazing omg and I just discovered it 😭 if you are currently taking requests, could you please do some headcanons about bruno madrigal visiting his son that was born after he left? Like the reader didn’t know she was pregnant and he hears and watches her giving birth to their son and visits the newborn during the night or even gets his rats to deliver little gifts to the child as a way to make him know he’s proud of him and is so damn sorry he can’t be around? Just some dad!bruno fluff, because this man deserves a family and way more love🥺

:: mi hermoso niño. Bruno

── bruno visiting his son headcanons

── Awee thank you for the lovely compliment!! I hope you enjoy this hehehe! But yes dad bruno is such a wholesome thing like omg i want to cryy ahhhh “8(>/////<)8” Heheh sending all my love to you and bruno!! (>^w^>)💚

꒰ෆ꒱ Bruno wished he didn’t leave you behind. But he couldn’t help but feel as if it was necessary because he was a curse to the family.

꒰ෆ꒱ However he couldn’t leave his family behind so he lived inside the walls.

꒰ෆ꒱ When you found out he left you sobbed hours and hours, Julieta and Pepa would come and comfort you. You appreciate it yes but you just couldn’t help but feel more and more sad each day.

꒰ෆ꒱ Later on you found out you were pregnant all this time.

꒰ෆ꒱ Julieta, Pepa, and everyone was shocked to hear..even Bruno too (considering the fact that he is living inside the walls)

꒰ෆ꒱ Bruno would secretly leave the walls at night just to watch you sleep singing a small sweet melody as he watches you and his son sleep peacefully.

꒰ෆ꒱ he couldn’t help but admire how he has some traits from the both of you. Bruno’s big rounded eyes, how the color of the eyes matches yours, and the ways the curls represented him. He was in love of how perfect his son became.

꒰ෆ꒱ As days go by your son starts receiving gifts and he would tell you. This surprises you because he would always tell you whenever he wakes up he sees little notes or treats near him.

꒰ෆ꒱ Bruno would usually ask his friendly rats to watch over you and him. And every time the rats come back and tells him that you both are doing fine he shows a huge proud smile.

꒰ෆ꒱ there are times when he just feels terrible. He wishes that he can visit you and his son, he just wants to give you both a huge hug. But sadly he couldn’t.

꒰ෆ꒱ You understand why he left, but it still hurts how he left all of a sudden. When your son asked more about Bruno it made your heart shattered.

꒰ෆ꒱ “Mamá when do you think papá will come back home with us.”

꒰ෆ꒱ When Bruno heard that his heart too did shattered, he wished that he can leave the walls and tell him he’s right here.

꒰ෆ꒱ Sadly you would simply say, “Papá needs more time for himself, one day he might come back.”

꒰ෆ꒱ Again at night Bruno will still visit you and leave you and his son something. He will leave a loving kiss ok your head, for a minute you thought it was a dream but turns out it wasn’t.

꒰ෆ꒱ When you found a your favorite flower besides you, you realize that he haven’t left.

꒰ෆ꒱ And everything clicked, he was somewhere around Encanto, the gifts he kept leaving for his son. It was a show of gratitude that he was proud.

꒰ෆ꒱ “Mi amor wherever you are, please come back..”

꒰ෆ꒱ “One day mi vida.” And with that he promise to keep his word. He was always there for his son and you. One day he’ll be back.