#ft. isabela

[famelivrodrigo]

I saw a trailer for your new movie against my will today. I liked it better when Tiktok knew what ‘not interested’ and the broken heart button meant. I bet you think the same thing when you see me clips of me on tour, huh? @isabelafame

[xoemilyblunt]

You know, crazy enough, I actually do know about you. And I say this because I feel like I do know you from the sheer number of times I watched you in Dora with my daughters. They're actually really big fans of yours, me introducing myself would absolutely make me one of the coolest mums around. So hi, I'm Emily. @isabelafame

[cameronbishcp]

starter for: @isabelaxperez location: paradise point

The resort had been preparing for Briar Ridge's Santa on the Sands football match for weeks now. And while the perfectionist in Cameron refused to not have everything planned out an ready to go days ahead of the event, just like with any event that had this many outside factors involved, there was a lot of last minute details that had come up, or things that just hadn't gone exactly to plan that kept him running around the resort.

Most, if not all, of the staff had been asked to help out in different capacities, some even completely different to their regular roles, so it was an all hands on deck situation. But there was one person who just kept catching his eye, often times distracting him from the task at hand. Not that he really minded all that much. With a smirk tugging at his lips, Cameron watched as Isabela finished setting up the resort's makeshift bar out on the beach. They wanted to make sure all the townspeople who came for the football match, had as easy access as possible to spending their money on Paradise Point's liquor. He headed in her direction, "Umm excuse me, ma'am, I'm going to need you to stop being so distracting." he teased. "My boss is just about ready to fire me." he quipped, referring to the manager of the resort.

[themountainsays]

Yeah I agree hurting healing and hurting again is probably to extreme but I can see her getting angry enough in the moment that she doesn't care and goes all out especially if it's the moment she finds out and happens to have Isabela and some kitchen equipment handy like a rolling or frying pan she realizes what she did and heals her and doesn’t do it again but she may use it as threat like "want some healing food go touch your sister and see what happens" as she holds up frying pan. I can see this happening because Isabela doesn't realize how much more her Mother loves Mirabel compared to her and tells her because she knows Mirabel doesn’t like keeping this a secret and she know how much Julieta wants her youngest to be happy so she thinks she might understand since it's making Mirabel happy and boy is she wrong and after everything Julieta says "Don't you ever touch my daughter again." Not even acknowledging Isabela is also her daughter.

omg anon this is PERFECT YOU'RE A GENIUS I can totally see this as a darker, more violent and desperate version of Julieta that still feels like her you know? Like ahh anon you're galaxy brain i love you. She didn't intend to hurt her and blackmail her with food at first, she just... saw red. She always knew Isabela had it against Mirabel, and Mirabel is her baby, right? So to hear about what happened and see the pieces coming together... she just snapped. And in this AU, Julieta genuinely does love Mirabel more than her other daughters - especially mora than Isabela, whom she feels is old enough to look after herself, and doesn't need as much care or love or attention.

And after hurting her and healing her she really is kinda improvising and freaking out and coming up with things on the fly because her mind is very narrowly focused on protecting Mirabel right now and as far as she sees it, Isabela is hurting her.

Ah gosh omg but Isabela innocently wanting to do something nice for her sister by telling Mamá the truth because Mirabel trusts her sm and Isabela just loves her sister and wants to see her happy and she is scared but Mirabel always said Mamá would support them so... she goes for it, only to be punished. And then it kinda dawns on her that... Mirabel will always come first to Mamá.

Ahh imagine Isabela still trembling from the phantom pain of whatever Julieta did to her and desperately wanting to crawl into bed with Mirabel in search of comfort but now she can't she can't she can't she can't she can't

The day Mirabel gets past the physical barriers Isabela is putting up and gets to her, she holds her super tight and feels her shake in her arms, completely still, unable to hug her back because she's scared of being hurt again

[strawberryblue-blog]

Love again. Part 3 —Pedri

summary: You and Pedri were best friends since you were little but then you grew up and things changed between you two.

warnings: none. jealousy, love triangle FT FERRAN TORRES (aka papi), angst, friends to strangers, friends to lovers, sickness.

word count: +3.5k

#SEXYNOTE: did someone say a lot of drama and angst? hehe. I'M SO SORRY I DIDN'T UPDATE. I'm in final exam time but i'm done now.

tag: @http-isabela

After hours of dancing and making out with Ferran while your glances shot to that corner of the crowd from time to time. Pedri was now hugging his girlfriend by the shoulders while she kept trying to get his attention, but couldn't. He was too busy watching you for a while.

He was too busy watching you for a while.

But that didn't bother you, in fact, it encouraged you to keep kissing Ferran. You didn't know if it was Ferran's kisses, the alcohol you had drunk during the night or the jealousy of seeing him there that made you feel on a seesaw of sensations. Your mind had been freed and you were finally enjoying the night for yourself. But not quite.

Fuck Pedri and his fucking temper. Fuck whatever the fuck they had been. Fuck everything.

"Are we going somewhere?" you asked into his arms. Ferran held you with a smile.

You were sure that in another situation, you'd never say something like that. You weren't the type to sleep with the first guy you saw or give you attention but let's just say it was a one-off. And you knew it would make him furious.

"Sure cutie" he agreed taking your hand.

You were surprised that Ferran would accept so easily. I mean, he's a soccer player and you thought he would be more reserved and careful. But it was just the opposite.

Before leaving the crowd you took one last look at Pedri. He followed you with his gaze as you moved forward, blinking, raising his head, challenging you. His eyes had a different gleam in them that even made you doubt, were you doing this because you wanted to or because you knew he would be jealous? It would certainly make him angry, that you didn't follow his request from the other day. He hated it when you didn't listen to him. You took one last look at the young man, his body was on defense, he tried to walk towards you but his girlfriend stopped him. You gave him a smile, Pedri frowned. His eyebrows were raised, he looked at his friend and you felt his anger. But you didn't think anything of it, you quickly followed the steps of the brown man who was leading you to the parking lot.

You got into his car, taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, kissing fiercely. Ferran deposited you on his lap and you stroked his hair softly. A fleeting image of his face crossed your mind, making you gasp and open your eyes.

In front of you you saw Ferran, not Pedri and your belly churned. You tried to sigh to calm your pounding heart and not because of the young man's wet kisses on your neck but because of the images of your best friend.

Damn it.

Ferran's hands were all over your body and you were beginning to feel uncomfortable. Not because of him, but because of you. What the fuck were you doing? This wasn't you. You couldn't allow yourself to use Ferran to antagonize Pedri. To make him jealous or at least angry. Not when Ferran had been so good to you, had cared and treated you so well.

You were a mess. He had made a mess of you.

The air began to go out of your lungs. Nausea built up in your throat, making you brutally push Ferran away from your chest. The young man became concerned and called your name several times but you were dazed and couldn't hear. You opened the car door and stumbled out, trying to find air.

"Are you okay?" asked Ferran when he managed to get out. Stroking your back as you inhaled and expelled, feeling the tears stinging in your eyes.

"S-sorry" you apologized in embarrassment.

"Don't apologize, Y/n. I'm sorry if I was going too fast," he said helping you sit up on the curb. He took place next to you, stroking your back as he looked at you worriedly.

"No" you denied. "You didn't do anything wrong, it's me" you sobbed unable to hold on a second longer.

You were broken. Your heart ached. You regretted coming to the party, you weren't ready. You should never have kissed Ferran, or tried to act like everything was okay. Clearly it wasn't and you were going to drag him into your mess with you.

But you couldn't help it when you saw him there. You wanted to make him suffer. You wanted him to love you. You hated him for making you feel this way.

"It's okay" he encouraged you with his caresses. "It's Pedri, isn't it?" he asked and your tears came again. Your fingers trembled as you covered your face covering yourself, you were embarrassed.

"I-I'm sorry, Ferran, I don't know why I did it" you apologized taking his hand.

He didn't deserve this. You were trying to pretend to be someone else, you didn't even know what you were doing with your life. You weren't thinking clearly, you couldn't do it when Pedri was around.

"Do you want a ride home?" he questioned. You wanted to refuse, you had annoyed him enough but you knew no one would take you at this hour. Your friends were still partying and no one knew you were gone.

"Please" you asked with a smile. Ferran patted your shoulders one last time and stood up, stretching out his hand for you to take. You didn't hesitate to stretch yours out and he helped you up.

The ride home was quiet. The windows were open and the wind blew in through them, making your hair fly. The music on the radio was soft and soothing, your eyes felt heavy. The conversation was dynamic and fun. You had stopped crying and crying and now you were chatting animatedly with Ferran.

He was a charming person. Perhaps if you had met him at another time in your life, you surely wouldn't let him go.

"You'll be okay, right?" he asked as he walked you to your front door. You nodded.

"Thank you for everything you've done" you thanked sincerely. "You're a great person, Ferran" you patted his arm.

"You too, Y/n" he pleaded. "He's an idiot, he doesn't deserve your tears."

Too late.

You smiled at him as his arms wrapped around you, you welcomed his embrace by leaning against his chest. It felt warm and nice. You were definitely going to keep seeing Ferran, as friends, if he wanted you to. In one day he had been more supportive of you than Pedri had been in the last few years and that made you feel safe and comfortable with him.

"See you, take a rest" he greeted walking away. You raised your hand in farewell, giving him a big smile for the last time.

As he drove away, you sighed, turning around to enter your house. It was time to make a decision and ideas were starting to come into your head. First you would look for a flight back to the States, then you would find a way to excuse yourself so you could leave.

You no longer belonged here, not if you weren't by her side. Not if you didn't have his friendship. You had come back for that but it had been a mistake.

You couldn't look for love where there was none. Pedri had never loved you the way you loved him, so there was nothing to tie you to your past.

Your life had changed. You had changed. Pedri had said it correctly.

So now you had to leave and not come back.

[mmollymercury]

Encantober, day 25 ~ Generational Trauma🥀🕯️

Sketchy bonus~ in honor of day 26 'cacti'

"This is the real me."

×××

It’s your very words that are killing me, you see,

Because you know nothing about what’s in my heart.

The light that’s been blown out can never be relit.

“I” am a “self” made up of “lies.”

- 'Tawagoto Speaker' - Nekobolo ft. Hatsune Miku.

This took me two days to do so,,, thats why I'm uploading the 'generational trauma' prompt a day late. But I think it was worth it! And it also was a lil act of self care, like not putting pressure on myself to get something out on time. I chose Isabela for this just because her life, especially how she was going to marry and basically assure herself a life of sadness, just for approval, is so tragic it breaks my heart when I think about it, also the song 'Tawagoto Speaker' was my inspiration and anthem through all of this😭 I just think it fits Isa so well. I've been listening to that song for years, its so good I love it💖💖💖

[peekaboorpg]

PEEK A BOO ! prédéfinis disponibles

#01, Lémure portoricaine ft. Isabela de Dragon Age (fanart : Zara H) #02, Vampire suédois ft. Edward Elric de Fullmetal Alchemist (fanart : yuki119) #03, Zombie suédoise ft. Stella de Winx Club (fanart : zeebythesea) #05, Zombie japonais ft. Nutty de Happy Tree Friends (fanart : kuroume_1024) #06, Vampire maya ft. Javier Escuella de Red Dead Redemption (fanart : Divana) #07, Nécromancienne algérienne ft. Nadia Satrinava de The Arcana (fanart : lazyvoyager & itsmylvo) #08, Chim��re hawaïenne ft. Lilo de Lilo & Stitch (fanart : GeryRdz) #09, Nécromancien iranien ft. Ballister Boldheart de Nimona (fanart : wolfythewitch) #10, Chimère japonaise ft. Levy McGarden de Fairy Tail (fanart : boz_kun) #11, Chimère ghanéenne ft. Sapphire de Steven Universe (fanart : charamells) #12, Lémure bolivien ft. Sans visage du Voyage de Chihiro (fanart : kittenkraze) #13, Zombie japonais ft. Shota Aizawa de My Hero Academia (fanart : LetsGoPastel) #14, Zombie britannique ft. Silco de Arcane (fanart : miracide) #16, Poltergeist américaine ft. Killjoy de Valorant (fanart : Atey Ghailan) Bart Croûton, Nécromancien français ft. Alex Louis Armstrong de Fullmetal Alchemist (fanart : bompkadunk)

[meowmeowmage]

Let's write an mHanders fic! Part 7 (poll under readmore)

Masterpost featuring links to all parts: HERE

The worst thing about living in Hightown now, according to Hawke, was the many many MANY steps he had to climb, especially when absolutely hammered. But with Isabela's help they eventually reached Hightown, and Hawke prided himself in not stumbling and falling to his face on the filthy steps. Hawke: 1, Stairs: 0.

The thing about Hightown was that while significantly less dirty than Lowtown, it was just as likely to get your ass jumped if you were walking around after dark and after the guards had done their rounds. Bandits were creeping out of the stonework in this blasted city.

And of course, of fucking course, they got jumped. It was just Hawke's luck.

Casting spells came naturally to him by now. But casting spells still required quite a bit of focus. And fuck if he had that while barely standing on his own own feet. Isabela was doing great trying to fight off the gang but there was only so much a single rogue could do. And after Hawke almost hit her with a terribly aimed fireball, they were both on the verge of being overwhelmed. What a way to go. Or to get robbed blind if they were lucky. After everything he's been through, to get fucked up by a bunch of low-lives on the street.

If only he hadn't drunk so much. Which could've been easily avoided by not being so cringe earlier. Which would've been avoided if he hadn't seen Bayron at the clinic. It was all Bayron's fault!

Fate must really love messing with Hawke though. Because he did come out alive from this encounter. But at what cost! Saved by maker-damned Bayron of all people! Hawke hadn't even known that the man was a warrior. And quite skillful one at that, which Hawke had managed to notice despite his incredibly hazy focus. Bayron had made a quick work out of the remaining few bandits, and even Hawke had to admit to himself that he looked very cool while doing it. Which further soured his mood. Not that it lasted much longer because the moment Bayron turned around to check on him, Hawke promptly doubled over, emptied his stomach on the Hightown street, and passed out, probably not managing to avoid the mess he had just made.

Isabela and Bayron had obviously carried him back to his estate. And someone had put him to bed, in clean pyjamas and all that. Which is how Hawke found himself the next day. The memories assaulted him in tandem with the horrible hangover he had. Fuck, he felt like digging a deep hole and hiding himself and his shame there. What an incredibly shitty day.

He pulled the covers over his head and groaned in misery and embarrassment. He was never getting drunk again. And if he was lucky (as if!) - never crossing paths with Bayron again. Good character required he thank the man. But pettiness and embarrassment demanded he avoid him like the blight.

Hawke crawled out of bed and washed himself. He needed a distraction today. Perhaps he'd visit the Blooming Rose and talk to Jethann about recent gossips. He had gotten into the habit of using him as a source of information for jobs. People were surprisingly forthcoming in brothels.

Yes. Go to the Blooming Rose, get information, get a job, do a job. Distraction successful. And he could feel better about himself as an added bonus.

The moment his hand touched the doorknob on his bedroom door, he realized his mother was most likely aware of what had transpired the previous night. At least in part. And he absolutely definitely didn't want to get a lecture from her. Or a very disappointed look. Or even worse - questions! He should just avoid her for now.

° ° °

[chialattea]

(WIP) this is how I try to motivate myself to finish drawings (I get distracted LMAOOOOO) ft. Isabela

[emi-g]

There's a Verde Visión update coming soon (for some reason, I chose to draw and paint an entire church facade for this chapter) but I wanted to take a moment to mention it's the story's...

✒️ Scrivenerversary! ✒️

I'm not sure exactly when I started writing it, but according to Scrivener's writing stats, a year ago today is when I compiled and organized all my scattered snippets and scenes and started getting serious about finishing it.

To celebrate, I thought I'd share a few songs that remind me of the story...

"Far From Any Road" by The Handsome Family

This song is just an entire desert mood. Which is why I found it weird that they chose it for the opening theme of the first season of True Detective, which is set in...Louisiana. (Not exactly famous for its deserts, y'all.)

Anyway, this song is very much Esme's vibe.

From the dusty mesa Her looming shadow grows Hidden in the branches Of the poison creosote

According to the band, the song is about a legendary cactus that blooms every ten thousand years and drives you mad if you look at it. Let's hope Isabela doesn't learn how to grow that one...

In the hushing dusk Under a swollen silver moon I came walking with the wind To watch the cactus bloom

Slant rhymes. Slant rhymes everywhere.

"Valórame" by Gran Sur (CW: Flashing in video.)

Another desert mood. "Valorar" means to value or appreciate, so the best translation of the title I've seen is "Cherish Me".

Te quiero como nadie te ha querido (I love you like no one has loved you) Te extraño más de lo que imaginé (I miss you more than I imagined) Te cuido como el ave cuida el nido (I care for you like a bird cares for its nest) Valórame (Cherish me)

The chorus feels particularly appropriate for Bruno.

Disculpa que el destino no te lo haya dicho ya (Sorry that destiny hasn't told you already) Yo soy a quien verás, junto a ti al caminar (I'm the one you'll see, next to you as you walk)

"My Silver Lining" by First Aid Kit (CW: Flashing in video.)

This song reminds me of Esme's life on the road. The driving beat, the lyrics, all make me think of someone trying to leave their past behind and telling themselves to keep moving.

Gotta keep on going Looking straight out on the road Can't worry 'bout what's behind you Or what's coming for you further up the road

Of course, this verse reminds me of Esme for reasons that readers might pick up on...

I've woken up in a hotel room My worries as big as the moon Having no idea who or what or where I am

Really, I could just quote the entire song here. Nearly every verse feels like it fits her. And I like that it ends on a hopeful note...

Something good comes with the bad A song's never just sad There's hope, there's a silver lining Show me my silver lining Show me my silver lining

"Tú sí sabes quererme" by Natalia Lafourcade

Fellow shorty Natalia Lafourcade is one of my all-time favorite artists. I got to see her sing "Recuerdame (Remember Me)" from the movie Coco live at a small concert and the way I cried like a baby...

This serenata, "You know how to love me", is about finding someone, at long last, who loves you just the way you want to be loved, imperfections and all.

Ha pasado tanto tiempo (It's been so long) Finalmente, descubrí tus besos (Finally, I discovered your kisses) Me enredaste en tu mirada (You entangled me in your gaze) Me abrazaste con todos mis defectos (You embraced me with all my flaws)

Just try not to dance to it; you can't.

"Magia" by Andrés Cepeda ft. Sebastían Yatra

I'm grateful to Encanto for many reasons but one of them is introducing me to Sebastían Yatra. When this song came up while I was listening to him on Spotify, I immediately thought of Bruno in this story.

This is another one where I could just quote the whole song. Let's see, we've got hiding your true feelings...

Quiero decirte cosas que había escondido (I want to tell you things I've hidden) Pero hay palabras que no me salen (But there are words that won't come out) Y no me dejan hablarte (And they won't let me talk to you) Fueron tantas las noches siendo tu amigo (There were so many nights I was your friend) Pero hay verdades que no te sabes (But there are truths that you don't know) Y tengo que confesarte (And I have to confess to you)

Destiny...

Quiero pensar que estaba escrito en mi destino (I'd like to think it was written in my destiny) Encontrarme en tu camino (To find myself on your path)

Mutual pining...

Eso que yo siento cuando tú estás conmigo (What I feel when you're with me) Eso que tú sientes que yo estoy contigo (What you feel when I'm with you) Ya está claro, niña, que no somos amigos (It's already clear, girl, we're not just friends)

And, of course, magic!

Siento magia (I feel magic) En tus ojos siento magia (In your eyes I feel magic) Es tan fuerte y se contagia (It's so strong and it spreads) Y hoy quiero gritarle a la gente que te quiero (And today I want to shout to everyone that I love you)

"Rumors Are Flying" by Frankie Carle And His Orchestra, vocals by Marjorie Hughes

Here's a period-appropriate tune and basically Esme's POV the whole time Bruno thinks he's keeping things on the down-low...

Rumors are flying That you've got me sighing That I'm in a crazy kind of a daze A lazy sort of a haze When I go walking I hear people talking They say our affair is not just a passing phase And they whisper 'bout the flowers You keep sending me by the dozen And they wonder 'bout the hours That you spend with me, it keeps them buzzin' Rumors are flying And I'm not denying That people are sure I'm falling in love with you 'Cause for a change, darling All the rumors are true

"Over The Rainbow" performed by Judy Garland

I mean, I had to include this one, right?

💚

Thanks for listening (and reading)!

[pompoouri]

Isabela's bedroom ft. Bruno 🌸💖

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

OC Updates & Stuff

so lots more descendants stuff is to come now that I’ve dug up that list of ideas and a list of face ideas and whatnot but in the meantime!!!

1. Introducing Mac Hudson, Betty Fabray’s endgame ship ( glee oc ) – ft. Jeremy Shada & Owen Joyner as their unnamed bandmates

2. Introducing Xander Smythe, Betty Fabray’s shitty s1/2 boyfriend ( glee oc )

3. Recasting Aimee Rose Baird ( Zendaya ) with Isabela Moner

4. Scrapping Charity Charming ( Sabrina Carpenter) and recasting Elise Charming ( Lili Reinhart ) with Sabrina! (descendants oc, Evie ship)

[jinniebit]

I was tagged by @minzbins @leenow and @chanrizard ( thank you guys <33)

Rules: Shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and post the first 10 tracks &  List 10 songs you really like, each by a different artist, and then tag 10 people to do the same

On Repeat

TASTE - Stray Kids

XXXX - Chungha

Renegade - Aaryan Shah

Unsaid Emily - Julie and the Phantoms

Give me your TMI - Stray Kids

Crazy Like You - Chungha ft BIBI

Sweet and Sour - Amelia Moore

POP - Nayeon

Charmer - Stray Kids

Goodnight my Princess - Chungha

Songs I really like

Slient Cry - Stray Kids

Don Quixote - Seventeen

Take me Home - Ateez

Snapping - Chungha

My Only One - Sebastian Yatra ft Isabela Merced

BTBT - B.I

Golden Hour - JVKE

Falling - Chase Atlantic

Hype Boy - NewJeans

Nxde - G-idle

I tag @xuseokgyu @soonhoonsol @snug-gyu @hoerachas @winterfloral @changbeens

[timberllania]

when u get this u have to put 5 songs u actually listen to, and publish. then, send this ask/tag 10 of your followers 

Thanks for the tag, @sheepiling!

Since the other time I was tagged I only chose old songs, let me try to pick some more recent ones lol

Montero (Call Me By Your Name) - Lil Nas X

My Only One - Sebastián Yatra, Isabela Merced

Drag Me Down - One Direction

Love Bites (So Do I) - Halestorm

Shatter Me ft. Lzzy Hale - Lindsey Stirling

Okay, I mostly failed, but at least everything is from the last decade lol

[bobbinacrosstheequator]

March 22, 2023 (morning) Isabela

Rise and shine at 5:30 AM once again for 6:00 coffee. Well, takes a few minutes to shine, even after a solid night’s sleep. When dawn broke, we found ourselves in a lovely cove, steep hills on all three sides, with graffiti on some of the rocks carved by early visitors, and more recent painted graffiti. Needless to say, any new markings are prohibited by the park! Our pre-breakfast outing was a (dry landing) hike, first up stairs and then onward to successively gorgeous viewing points of Darwin Lake and the sea beyond. The park decided that Darwin’s visit to the Galápagos Islands in his ship, the Beagle, and his significant contributions to science from his study of island biology warranted naming quite a few places in his honor. The path was dirt, rock formed from ash, and at top (400 ft up) we had a 360 degree view of a couple of volcanos, the sea, a lava field and other areas with scruffy trees. The exercise felt good but with only a few hints of a breeze and loads of humidity from the rain last night, we were drenched at the end! Ahhhh, the views were well worth it!

Breakfast was ready for us on the back deck. Corn empanadas plus all the usual fruit, cheese, eggs, bread, bacon…We got an hour to relax or nap before taking off for kayacking. Jill is seasoned from the Potomac, Seb a novice. Off we all went in a single panga with the kayaks strung together dragging behind. Two-by-two, we loaded into the kayaks and went around Tagus Cove. It was a novel perspective, watching the crabs at their level, a few penguins and cormorants, pelicans, blue footed boobies, and we even spotted a chocolate chip starfish out of the water and a big orange starfish underwater. At one point, a mama cormorant feeding an eel to her baby (regurgitating into the baby’s mouth) looked like they were having a fight. The baby rejected the eel and it dropped back into the water. So much for breakfast. Above on the rocks, two courting cormorants squalking at each other and dancing around. All in all, a very nice ride.

After a quick attire change back on the Passion, again we headed off on the pangas for snorkeling. The water seemed colder than it had been. One turtle out a bit from the shore was fun to follow for a bit as he swam away. We saw a couple different kinds of jelly fish which were fascinating to look at, and a real treat was seeing a cormorant and later a penguin swim underneath us – man, they’re fast little buggers!

Back on board with mint tea as our greeting, we got out of our wet attire (so we had some hope of it drying for the afternoon activities ) and had lunch on the top deck. Spinach soup (with popcorn) to start and then a wonderfully presented full grouper (seriously delicious) were accompanied by some sort of squash-like thing, lentils and rice. Major kudos to Christina for jumping in to serve everyone the fish. We were stunned when Julian asked for the grouper’s eye. Good grief – hard to imagine being that adventurous an eater at 12(ish). An hour and a half to blog and nap….

[kirric-the-fan]

Some things don't change.

(Encanto pirate au mini-drabble ft. Agustín)

"Ay Agustín," Julieta sighed as she watched her husband tumble off the side of the ship for the third time this week.

"Man overboard!" The call ran through the crew, quickly followed by Isabela's 'I got him!' as Agustín was unceremoniously dumped back on deck. He picked himself up, brushing himself off.

Julieta turned away, immediately rolling her eyes.

"Woah!" Mirabel pulled up, her rush to see her mama stalled as she came face to face with her father: soaking wet and covered with reddening welts. "Jellyfish stings!" She looked at him again and winced.

"Don't worry mi amor, it looks worse than it feels."

Mirabel looked him up and down, her mouth pinned in a flat hmm. "Are you lying to me to make me feel better?"

"No," he lied, resisting the urge to scratch, saved as Julieta finally fished out some food and shoved it in his mouth. The injuries quickly faded away.

Mirabel shook her head. "How do you always find a jellyfish? You were in the water for like, two seconds! It's a big ocean!"

"Yeah bro," Félix popped over the side of the ship, "where did you even find a jellyfish? I haven't seen one in months. And I live down here!"

"Don't ask."

--

Agustín is an accident magnet in this and any au. If the ocean gave out frequent flyers cards, he'd always be flying first class. (Yes, I know it's technically a sea. Just... handwave it :-) )

(This is part of my pirate!au: links to the intro and other posts can be found here! Askbox is open and all q's or thoughts for the au or any of my fics are welcome!!)