#julieta is scarred for life

[inthishousewestanspiderpunk]

Yoooooooo, I'm baaaaack!

Heyo, it's been a while, I know! I have been busy but also not busy? Finished my theatre, moved house, diagnosed with adhd and put on meds, turned 26, it's been a heck of a month! And in between that, I have been working on Félix and Pepa smut! But what's this? A new challenger had entered the ring? Everyone, may I introduce you to Paquita! Now, Paquita is sadly not my own character, she is made by my-spirit-phone and she is Pepa and Félix's partner with her design being inspired by a concept art for Pepa as shown below! She is a lovely woman, she loves to help people and always lends an ear to those who need to vent. She loves her motorbike, good wine, cigars and of course, her found family. I hope you love her as much as I do and enjoy this fic as well!

Till next time,

Charlotte :) x

"Gracias Juli!" 

"Si, gracias!"

"We owe you one!"

SLAM!

Julieta laughed and shook her head at the door, before casting her attention to Dolores in her arms. 

"Ay, I don't know mi vida, do you?" she clucked gently, kissing her head. The baby yawned and lazily began to chew her fist, covering it in a light coating of drool. "Come on. Let's see what Tio Bruno's up to, hmm?" Dolores gurgled in response, her dark eyes looking at Julieta as they made their way downstairs to give the adults their privacy.

Behind the now closed and locked door, Félix grinned and clapped his hands greedily, with both Paquita and Pepa giving him the same lustful look. Pepa bowed lowly and laughed, a rainbow appearing above the throuple. "Ladies first," she said to Paquita, blowing her a kiss. "Oh, you flatter me, but everyone knows it's age before beauty." "Mm, is that so?" Paquita nodded. "It is cariña." "Well in that case, would you like to pick out a few toys for us?" She nodded again and went to the drawer where they kept their impressive collection of toys. Whilst being intimate with one another wasn't anything new, even Paquita had yet to discover the true extent of their personal collection. Her eyes grew wide as she saw the assortment; so many shapes, colours, textures…holy shit, they had rope! Paquita couldn't help but smile a little. This was going to be good.

"We call that one thunder," Félix laughed as Paquita inspected a glittery pink double ended dildo at arm's length. It was decorated with bumps and ridges at both ends and had a slight curve to it. "It's okay vida, they're all washed," Pepa reassured, giving Paquita a hug and a kiss on the cheek. The younger woman visibly relaxed and felt the weight of the toy in her hands. "What's this one?" she asked, putting 'thunder' down and picking up a silicone bulb shaped one with a fluffy round tail attached to the base.

"Oh that's where it went! Félix! Paquita found your favourite!"

Félix looked up and grinned sheepishly as he saw what was found. "Ay Paquita, that is for mi culo," he explained, laughing at her reaction as she suddenly dropped it. 

"So you're saying this goes in there?" 

"Yup. It vibrates, too!" as if to prove a point, Félix took the toy and pressed a button, where it buzzed to life. 

"Why the tail though? Isn't it kinda…fluffy for you?"

It was Pepa's turn to speak up this time. "That's the point, corazon. El es un conejito, and a very cute one at that." She winked and pursed her lips to her husband, who reddened considerably. Paquita couldn't help but notice a swirl of fog settling around their feet and smirked a little.

"El conejito, you say?" she asked, taking a step towards Félix. "Pray tell, how do we spot the elusive pink tail bunny?" 

"Well…first we need to set the bait, get him nice and comfortable," Pepa purred, her fingertips lightly grazing the back of her wife's neck. Oh, she didn't just mean Félix. Paquita shuddered at the contact, letting a small whimper escape. Pepa smirked and kissed the skin, her tongue poking at just the right spot. Her taste was fairly similar to that of Félix, but different somehow. More clean and floral. Humming softly, she created a suction and began to suck. Félix chuckled and nodded in appreciation as he sat down on the bed. "That's my girl, you let her know who she belongs to," he said lowly as the scene began to play out. He sat back and grinned as Pepa pressed her clothed body against Paquita's and their lips touched. Paquita groaned at the contact and opened her mouth a little, allowing Pepa to gain access which she did with little prompting. Their tongues danced and ran along the other's lips; teeth were nibbling and nipping the skin with a tongue quickly following. Who's tongue it was neither had any idea, but it was complete bliss and Félix loved being witness to this.

His pants had now developed into a clear tent and he dipped a hand below the waistband of them and groaned at the touch, hissing a little as he swiped his thumb over the head. 

"Need help, amor?" Pepa asked sweetly, looking up from her make out session with Paquita before sauntering over to the bed. Félix nodded, pulled her in with his free arm and put his hand on her breast which wasn't difficult considering the size. "Always mi vida," he replied, kissing her deeply, tasting Paquita and Pepa on his lips. He took his hand out of his pants and put his thumb in Pepa's mouth as soon as their lips parted. "Suck for papi," Félix instructed, his voice firm but fair. She did as she was told, but scraped her teeth along the digit to mess with him. This did not go down well and Pepa squeaked as she felt the sting of hand on ass which dissipated into radiating warmth as quickly as it had appeared. "Now Pepa, that's not what good girls do, is it?" Félix mused, raising an eyebrow and lifting Pepa's chin to get her to look his way. He didn't expect eye contact but he did expect her to look in his general direction. He may have been a daddy, papi, sir, master and a myriad of other titles and had a good control of both women given the context, but he wasn't a complete monster. 

She muttered a 'no' and more fog began to swirl around, covering the floor in a light haze that enveloped the bottom of the bed.

"No they don't. Good girls do as they're told and don't bite the thumb that feeds them." 

Paquita made a noise in agreement as she hitched her dress up a little. She had found a toy that she liked the look of and wanted to put it to the test. Seeing Pepa so soft and vulnerable and quite frankly, so pathetic, did things to her. It wasn't something she could describe, but she knew she liked what she felt and wanted to put two and two together. 

"Ay Paquita, let Pepa do the work. After all, she needs to be taught a lesson," Felix cooed, shaking his head as Pepa flipped him off and a small rumble of thunder was heard moments later. Paquita kissed Pepa's forehead and booped her on the nose, before handing her the toy she had picked out; a medium sized flesh coloured dildo. Being a relatively small woman, Paquita hated toys and cocks that were too big for her. They would be intimidating and men, she found, seemed to think that jackhammering themselves into her amounted to pleasure when in reality it left her sore and bruised, aching for days afterwards.

Not to say she also enjoyed a challenge and there were always exceptions to the rule. She bunched up the rest of her dress and handed the dildo over to Pepa, waiting with trepidation as she watched her oil it up. 

"Does pequeña Paquita want this?" Pepa cooed, studying the now glistening toy. She looked at it and then back to her partner as if she were a collector in a museum studying a fine piece of art. Paquita nodded affirmatively, feeling her core start to throb with need. Pepa cocked her head to listen and shrugged. "I'm not hearing anything. Félix, can you hear something?" Félix shook his head as he shuffled his pants off which given his erection was easier said than done. 

"No mi amor, no puedo escuchar nada." "Neither can I. It's a shame, too. I think our little toy would like this." Pepa emphasised the last part, slapping the dildo into her hand like a bat. A wind began to whip up around her and a dark cloud hung ominously in the air above. "You'd have thought that our little toy would know by now the power of communication. And how she knows that if she is to get what she wants, she must-" she emphasised, poking Paquita's clit with the head. "Use." The head slipped in, Paquita yipping in surprise. "Her." Pepa pushed it in a little further and watched how her partner's body responded. "Words." At that, the red head pulled the veined dildo back and then pushed it in again teasingly. 

Paquita's eyes rolled in the back of her head when Pepa inserted it. It was veined and hit all the right spots. Pepa smiled a little and dipped her head, putting her lips directly onto her wife's clit, earning a satisfied moan. She splayed her tongue out flat, her nose right against Paquita and began to pull the toy back out, only to push it in again. In, out, in, out. Her moans grew louder and more wanting as she was continuously fucked and sucked. 

Pepa's tongue lapped and slurped obnoxiously as Paquita got more wet and aroused. Her juices tasted salty and slightly bitter all in one and she couldn't get enough of it, drinking as if it was manna from heaven. It might as well have been as far as Pepa was concerned. 

All the while, Félix was stroking himself again, enjoying the view of his partner being fucked, her hickied neck arching and her breathing starting to become ragged as she tried to suppress the force that threatened to engulf her body. He took his hand off his erection and went over to the two women with a clear plan in mind. 

"Arms up."

As much as Paquita wanted to run her hands through Pepa's hair as she was being eaten out, she did as she was told and held her arms above her head. In one fell swoop, Félix pulled off the offending item and discarded it on the floor. He marveled at her naked body, years of stretch marks, scars, wrinkles and freckles adorning her frame. He was surprised that she hadn't any tattoos, but she always said she had a fear of needles which caught him off guard when revealed. 

Félix ran his tongue along her neck and down her side until he got to her breast and grazed his teeth upon it, making Paquita cry out. It was amazing how close she was to cumming for someone who claimed to last forever in bed. "Sssh, don't want to be too loud, now do we?" Félix whispered, cupping his strong hand against her mouth and being careful to ensure that she still got an oxygen supply.

Paquita shook her head, her cries muffled as Pepa swirled her tongue around her soaking wet folds, the dildo being pushed in and out at a faster pace as she grew closer with her legs clenching and toes flexing.

"Buena chica, eso es todo. Córrete para nosotros, aquí vamos, buena mascota…" 

Paquita gasped against Félix's hand and her body shuddered as she came with Pepa quick to suck the juices squirting around the toy, making sure to get every last bit. Her wife writhed in pleasure with her hips bucking upwards, one hand stroking Pepa's graying ginger curls that were now wet from where she squirted extra hard and gained distance. Pepa took it upon herself to give Paquita one last suck and kiss before pulling the dildo out. 

"Mmm, such a good job, mi vida," she smirked as she licked the shaft and stood back up, looking Félix in the eye. "You came so fucking well." The younger woman nodded breathlessly; she seriously needed to cut down on the cigars if this was to be a regular occurance.

"That…fuck me, Pep, how did you do that?"Paquita finally sat up. "I ain't come like that in years!" 

Pepa raised an eyebrow and kept silent. "I have my ways." 

"No fucking shit. I feel almost obliged to return the favour." 

Another eyebrow raise. "Almost?"

Paquita blushed a little and looked away, feeling Pepa's eyes bore into her. 

"Use your words, mi princesa."

"Okay, I want to return it." 

"Excelente, that wasn't so hard was it?" 

"No."

"No, what?" 

"No mami."

Pepa smirked. "Good girl. Do you want Félix to fuck you whilst this is happening? Remember, you don't have to say yes." 

Paquita gulped and nodded; she missed the feeling of the dildo already, so to have the real thing would be even better. "S-si."

Pepa motioned to Félix to come over with a slight move of her head. "She's all ready for you cariño."

Félix rubbed his cock and grabbed the small bottle of oil from the dresser as Pepa positioned herself so that she was using Paquita's face as a seat. "Ay, so comfortable," she mused, grinding against her mouth, which made Paquita moan in agreement and flick her tongue against Pepa's dripping wet slit.  

Meanwhile, Félix had finished lubing up and was lining himself against his partner. Having a sister in law who knew her way around herbs and when brewed into a tea made a decent birth control and eradicated any unwanted surprises and infections really helped, so condoms weren't too much of an issue. 

As Félix slid in with ease and Paquita started to pleasure Pepa properly with her mouth, lips parted and the room was a choir of moans and whimpered names. 

"So tight today, Paquita! Just how papi likes it."

"Mmmph! Pbpuh! Mbhbmmmmm…"

"Bit down, ay! That's the spot!"

Félix rutted and dug his thumbs into Paquita's thighs. He loved fucking both women and of course would always prefer Pepa over Paquita, she was his wife, it was a given, but something about Paquita's curves did things to him and an almost animalistic urge would take over. He felt he could be more rough with her somehow, more demanding. Was it because they hadn't known each other that long? There was a sense of jealousy somehow? That he'd been replaced? There was plenty of time for contemplation and questions after, but right now it was about making himself and the two women in his life feel good. 

On top, Pepa was whimpering and moaning for all she was worth; Paquita was definitely better at eating her pussy than Félix was. No offence to him, but he was a little too rough, often getting toothy and leaving her with bruising that even Julieta's cooking struggled to fix. Shivering in pleasure, Pepa ground her weight down so she was positively smothering the poor woman underneath. But judging from the sounds she was making, she was enjoying it and could still breathe, so not all hope was lost. Still, better be safe than sorry…

"You alright there Paquita?" she asked sweetly as she propped herself up using her hands, only the slapping of Félix's balls and his grunts breaking the silence. Paquita's sweaty red face nodded and she grinned, showing the gap in her teeth. "All good here Pep!" She was surprisingly chipper for someone getting spit-roasted but given she'd been in Paquita's position many a time, Pepa understood. Being in the middle of her two favourite people, being pleasured by one and giving to another, Paquita was in absolute heaven. 

"Buena chica," Pepa murmured, dipping her body back down to be eaten out again. "Oh  you eat me so well, mami is very proud. Si…" Paquita continued to work on Pepa, dragging her nails along Pepa's thighs leaving a marked trail that was threatening to well up with dots of blood and even pushing her ass up with one hand to insert a finger into her pussy. Out of the three, she was definitely the strongest. Pepa shuddered at the sensation that hit her core; fuck, that was the spot! She threw her head back, her pert breasts bouncing softly as she rode Paquita's face and fingers. A minute passed and Pepa moaned as she felt herself squirt right into her partner's mouth with Paquita not minding one bit; she was loving it and the fact that she got Pepa to squirt was a huge turn on for her.

"Is Paquita getting close?" Félix asked sweetly, the muscles clamping down with each thrust into her body. "Mmhmm," she responded, her voice muffled as Pepa continued to ride her tongue, getting close to orgasm herself. 

"Don't stop…" Pepa murmured, biting her lip harshly, wincing a little as she felt her teeth sink down and draw blood. She tasted the sting of copper as a trickle of blood flowed onto her tongue and coated the back of her throat. She was close, she was so, so close. Her heart pulsed out warmth that synced in time with her clit and her breath deepened. She was gonna, any-

"Oh Paquita!" Pepa screamed as she finally came. Her legs shook uncontrollably and the blinding heat radiated all over, making her scream again as it reached her brain, enveloping the woman in a comforting sensation that could only be described as a release of pure energy. Paquita continued to suck and lick Pepa through the orgasm, feeling her own build up as Félix moved his hips; in, out, in, out….just the tip. At this point, Pepa knew that Paquita would be wanting some air that wasn't filled with pussy and she gingerly climbed off and lay next to her, watching what was going to happen. 

Félix jutted his hips up more into Paquita's walls and she whimpered softly with her toes curling and body tensing, her mouth forming an 'o' with no sound escaping. 

"That's it, good girl, cum for papi," Félix whispered in encouragement, circling her aching clit with his thick fingers. Her whole body was taut, ready to unravel at a moment's notice. Félix applied more pressure onto the swollen nub and pumped into her cunt once, twice…

That was what she needed; the barrier had opened and Paquita thrashed and writhed on the bed, completely speechless but completely overtaken with pleasure as she came. Having his partner cum against his cock was the catalyst for Félix's own orgasm. He clenched his feet and grunted as he spilled his seed into her, having to grip onto the bedpost in order to stop his legs from completely buckling and giving out underneath him. He shuddered once more and pulled out, the last few drops of cum leaking from his cock and dripping onto Paquita's crotch, intermingling with her public hair. 

Pepa pulled Paquita in for a side hug and kissed her cheek proudly. She loved the bones off this woman! Paquita wrapped her thick leg around Pepa's slim one and melted more into the hug. Félix wiped his brow and grabbed a towel that was thrown into the corner whilst the two women snuggled and bathed in the afterglow.

"I don't know about you senoras, but that was the best one yet!" he declared as he flopped down next to the pair. Both women nodded and murmured in agreement. "Si, it certainly was," Pepa purred into his ear. 

"Who's a happy girl? You are! Yes you are Dolores!" Julieta cooed, kissing her sobrina on the forehead as she gurgled. "Oh I just know tu mami, papi y tia Paquita are going to be so surprised with your new outfit!" Whilst the three of them were busy, Julieta had taken Dolores and Isabela into the market and had found the perfect outfits at Señorita Pezmuerte's stall, along with an offhand remark about Bruno staying away from her fish. Isabela was treated to a lilac onesie adorned with flowers along with a light pink tutu and a flower clip whilst Dolores had a cream coloured ruffled blouse and a deep red skirt and headband. Julieta couldn't wait to show them off! She had been so excited to display the new outfits to her hermana and family, but seeing how Alma made a beeline for Isabela as soon as Casita opened the door, she was left with Dolores. Julieta would be lying if she said the obvious favouritism didn't hurt; yes, Isabela was her daughter and the oldest, but seeing Alma lavish praise onto the infant whilst brushing her other granddaughter away…it hurt.

She smiled curtly at Alma, who was fussing over Isabela and noticed Bruno in the corner feeding some of his rats. "...sorry Juanita, it's all there is today," she heard him mutter. There was an indignant squeak and Bruno held his hands up. "Unless you have any better ideas, then no, I can't help you there." Julieta swore she saw the rat put its tiny paws on its hips and give her brother an eye roll. "Alright, be like that. I'm simply saying that Héctor being Lupé's long lost fiance and returning just as she's about to marry his cousin and have another guy's baby is not that complex! I mean what is there not to get?" Another squeak. "Okay, you got me there. Oh, hey Jules!" Bruno pocketed Juanita and stood up as he noticed the pair. "Hola Bruno. Still trying to get the rat telenova thing going?" He nodded and scratched his face. "Yeah, it's…it's a process. And how is ¿mi sobrinita? ay eres tan linda! Sí, lo eres, ¿no?" Dolores cooed and kicked her feet, reaching out to her tio. It warmed Julieta's heart to see him interacting like this; he would make a good papi one of these days. That is, if a girl could even get past the rats. And the cave. And the sand. And the whole outcast bad omen hermit thing….arranged marriage was a thing, right? "Would you mind watching her for a bit Bruno? I need to put some shopping away," Julieta asked, not even waiting for an answer as she passed the infant over. "What? Oh yeah, sure! Totally!" He fumbled about awkwardly before finally holding Dolores in a comfortable position. "We buds, right Lo Lo?" Dolores smacked him on the nose and giggled as he gave his niece a deadpan expression. "Gracias, Dolores." 

Julieta hummed and sang to herself as she began to put away the various groceries she picked up in the market; papayas go there…dulce de leche in the pantry…

Thump!

Both she and Casita looked up for a second. The noise was followed by shrieking laughter, which calmed Julieta down. It was nice that Pepa and Félix had finally found another person to share their love with. Whilst that lifestyle wasn't for her or Augustín, it clearly made the couple happy, so more power to them. She finally got to the outfits folded neatly at the bottom of the bag and smiled. Just wait till they see this! Still humming to herself, Julieta patted the outfits down and took the bag up the stairs. The noise had died down by this point, so one would assume that it was okay to come in. Still, best be careful and knock just to be safe. 

She reached the familiar wooden door adorned with Pepa's outline surrounded by rays of sunlight and knocked precariously. 

"Come in!" Paquita called in a singsong voice from the other side. Julieta turned the handle and bumped the door open with her hip. What she saw next was a surprise beyond her belief and the first reaction was to shriek and cover her eyes.

"FÉLIX!" 

She almost dropped the shopping in shock, but was able to gain her composure and keep a hold on the bags. Unfortunately the same couldn't be said for Félix, who was completely tied up and unable to move. It was clear Paquita and Pepa had their way with him judging by the dusky grey panties shoved into his mouth as a makeshift gag and a pink fluffy rabbit tail protruding from his ass.

"Ah, you found conejito de cola rosa! What do you think? Quite the specimen, huh?" Paquita asked, leaning on Julieta's shoulder. "Personally I think he'd look better with ears, but you try getting those damn things on that hair of his." 

Julieta couldn't even look her in the eye and shoved the woman awkwardly off her shoulder. She shuffled out of the room, her eyes firmly fixed to the ground and her face strained. 

She needed a fucking drink. 

[evostar]

The designs and info of isa’s family!!

Firstly Isabela! The mother of Camilo, Antonio and Dolores!! Her life is pretty rough, she was 6 when her father was taken away from her, while witnessing everything. She had a shitty ass husband who made her family’s life a miserable, the only reason she even married him was because of Alma, and arranged marriage. She divorced him 2 years ago and now she’s happily single. Alma still pressures her in this au too but since the divorce Alma has become much more softer and lowered her standards. Before she had Dolores though she had 2 miscarriages because of her husband!

Isabela was a crazy teenager, she also had a normal sistly relationship with mirabel, sometimes she was maybe mean but she knows mirabel knew she didn’t mean it, at least she thinks that. Her life changed when mirabel disappeared, not having mirabel in her wedding or when she had her kids was the worst. Since then she made sure her family was happy so they wouldn’t wanna leave like mirabel too.

It’s true that Isabela is a protective mother and maybe strict (like asian moms) but she’s the most caring person at the same time. You would never catch her be mean to Dolores or any other little kid. She has a nickname for every family member and a flower too!

Camilo is the eldest grandkid, being more than 5 years older than the others is hard for him, he constantly needs to “be a good influence”. Instead he is the most unserious grandkid, but the funniest! Alma tried to get him arranged with many girls but he passed them since he got eyes for an other person ;) He also had a pretty rough childhood because of his father, he abused him often without Isabela knowing and he was a pretty bad trouble kid. He had a close bond with his Tia mirabel though! Many called them “the age gap twins!” Isabela never complained. Camilo is a smoker, not a badly one just the one who smokes time to time, he got the addiction from his father :\ Camilo is 100% a mama’s boy.

He is a hardworking boy, charming and caring. Yet also trouble some and annoying too, he loves it to annoy his younger siblings or cousins, which they all hate from him besides Pepa. Him and Pepa have special bond, it often reminds him of the bond of him and mirabel, he and pepa often do pranks on others together or are just being besties together. He does have a lot going on which he hates, he is called “the one who never cares” often even though it is just hard for him.

Antonio!! He is as tall as canon mirabel in this au, and a bit chubby!! Antonio is a very shy kid and barely doesn’t have any friends, besides his idiotic trio friends, Juancho-Cecilia-Alejandra! The best four group you would see in town, he loves them very much as friends. Like Camilo, Antonio has a got a bd childhood, experiencing the same abuse as Camilo got. That hit his social life a lot and has made him isolated too, his friends and family kept him up the bad weather, which he is thankful for. He got a scar at his lip because when he was very little, he was playing with a Jaguar cup and the mother jaguar approached him and attacked him, just luckily hurting his lip before Diego saved him. (That jaguar turned out to be parces mother!) he’s still pretty childish in this au which makes him adorable, Alma tries to make him get more friends or more popular but he refuses often.

He’s a deliver boy! His main chore is delivering stuff around the down, he doesn’t like it very much but it’s just what he’s got to do, he thinks his gift could be much more useful but no one will listen to him. He’s the second eldest in the family and he quiet does act like a good influence, if it wasn’t for Julieta, Julieta is confirmed to be the best one out of the grandkids. (Well by Alma to say the least.) that doesn’t stop him from still having an good relationship with her.

Dolores is also a shy kid, shy enough for her to get nervous with her family too! She’s a free child who likes music and drawing a lot. Dolores is left unattended often since she’s quiet mature her age but she doesn’t like it to be alone. Her gift ceremony was a half month ago and it’s her nightmare, Dolores hates her gift but in the other side likes it slightly too. It has its own purpose. She didn’t have a too much bad childhood like Antonio and Camilo but unlike them she was a huge daddy’s girl. If he would’ve pushed her away or screamed at her she would still come back because she actually truly loved her dad no matter what but one day when she was 3 he randomly came to her and broke her leg (the reason Isabela divorced him) which broke her heart and now that he’s gone she is heart broken often, but she has grown more attached to antonio and isabela, if you would try and find her just go to either one of them and she’s there with them!

Later on she will meet someone called “senorita maripose” who she will talk to everyday is secret. For her senorita mariposa is a goddess guard guiding her home, like in a fairy tale (at least that’s what she got told by the woman.) Dolores doesn’t have any friends besides her best friend Mariano! She gets to see him very often and she loves him more than anything (not in a love way, they’re still kids!) they do make trouble often together and he’s the one only one who knows about senorita mariposa.

Ivan….yea…don’t got to say much about him. He is not a great guy since he grew up in a weird family. He got arrested 7 years in prison for child abuse and after Isabela found out what he had done everything she destroyed him. But at least he deserved it. He did pretty bad stuff.

Any thoughts on isa’s family? ;)

[immabethehero]

Encantober Day 29 - Parents

Full disclosure this is an AU in which the miracle still happened but Pedro survived and found himself in the Encanto scarred but alive a few days later

Also! Part one is inspired by this cute fan video

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On a warm evening, with nothing else to do, the parents and grandparents (for the fifth time!!!) decide it’s time for the youngest to undergo the Test.

Mirabel, two years old, must choose who her favourite father figure is.

Agustín, Bruno, Félix and Pedro stand apart from each other in the courtyard of Casita, with Julieta holding a squirmy Mirabel in her arms at the front door. Pepa holds a camera, ready to capture the action. Alma sits on a chair nearby, a cup of tea in her hands.

“Ready? Go, Mirabel, go!” Julieta sets her down. The toddler screeches with glee as she runs straight to Tío Bruno and begins pulling at his ruana. The prophet can only laugh in shock and nerves as he picks the little girl up. Beside him, Agustín looks ready to cry.

Pepa and Julieta howl with laughter, the latter too amused to acknowledge her husband’s pain. Félix is not any better, chuckling as he joins Alma in the living room.

Pedro comes up behind Agustín and pats his back. “First time?” Agustín squeaks.

“Don’t worry, she still loves you as her father,” Pedro says. “She just has… skewed priorities at this stage in life.”

“Oh, don’t go putting ideas into his head,” Alma teasingly snaps. She turns to the other grown-ups with a mischievous grin. “Did I ever tell you about the triplets’ parental preferences when they were babies?”

“I don’t think so,” Bruno says as he untangles his hair from Mirabel’s fingers. “But now I’m intrigued.”

“Please don’t start!” Pedro begs.

“The triplets had just learned how to crawl…” Alma begins loud enough for everyone to hear.

*

“Alright, you’ve had enough time with Bruno, it’s time for some father-son bonding time,” Pedro says one late afternoon. The two girls play on the floor, engaged in a war with a big blanket. Bruno has demanded Alma’s attention, resting against her chest as she rubs his back.

Alma raises an eyebrow. “Alright, but fair warning, I think he’s already picked his favourite parent.”

Pedro scoffs. “Impossible! I’m his dad, we’re the only boys in the house! That’s something we can bond over!”

“I don’t think sharing a gender is going to get you very far in terms of building a healthy relationship,” Alma admits, holding Bruno out.

Pedro picks him up in a shoulder hold, smiling. “Watch me.”

Immediately, Bruno begins crying. Pedro startles at his son’s loud wailing. Bouncing him up and down, Pedro shushes Bruno in vain. Almost immediately, Julieta and Pepa begin screaming as well, almost as if they feel the pain of their brother.

Alma gives Pedro a dagger-piercing glare. Pedro smiles sheepishly.

“Don’t say anything yet!” he splutters. “Maybe Bruno is just gassy. I’ve got this!”

Pedro soon learns that he doesn’t got this. While Alma is quickly able to calm their daughters down, Pedro spends an agonizing five minutes trying to comfort Bruno in vain. The baby squirms in his father’s grasp, screaming the whole time.

Pedro finally gives up and hands Bruno back to Alma’s waiting arms. The minute Bruno feels his mother’s embrace, his sobs slowly subside.

Alma smirks at her husband, who wears a goofy pout.

“Fine, but- at least I have Pepa and Julieta! They’ve already established themselves as las princesitas de papá,” Pedro declares, sitting on the floor next to his daughters. Pepa proceeds to crawl away from her dad and towards Alma, Julieta is not far behind.

Alma’s laughter only gets louder as Pedro dramatically collapses to the ground in defeat.

[gamerbearmira]

Cut throat <//33

Here's a snippet. It was a draft (one of three) that I had, and decided to finish it because. Idk, I'm just in a protective/cut throat mood <333

Plus y'all know I thrive on that au, specifically Alma so.

Les get it

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Julieta was hysterical as she held her daughter on the floor of Casita, completely oblivious to how the house and everyone in it was in complete chaos. The literal hurricane-tornado-blizzard mix didn't even phase her and neither did the screaming and sobbing coming from other family. She sobbed, holding her youngest daughter, her precious little angel, Mirabel.

Mirabel lay limp, barely breathing as she continued to bleed out, and Julieta continued to sob reassurances to her through blurry eyes. She saw her husband out of the corner of her eye skid to the floor on his knees, at least 7 arepas in his arms. He was crying as well, but he was also the only one with steady enough hands. He carefuly took one, awkwardly positioning his hands, one right above her wound (which made him sick to his stomach, but needed to save his daughter), and the other was feeding her the arepa, which he had to manually get her to swallow.

Agustin got her to eat at least 4 before the wound finally closed up. The only thing was it left a ghastly broken scar on her neck. The food didn't seem to heal all the way over, but it healed her enough to where she had stopped bleeding. Mirabel's breathing picked up to a faster pace, just a tad slower than her usual one.

Julieta stared with wide, teary eyes, waiting for her daughter to wake up. She placed her head on her small chest, and heard her heart beat picking up as well. She was about to check for a more steady pulse when she felt someone tap on her shoulder.

She snapped her head to look at Mirabel, who was look at her mother through lightly scratched glasses. Julieta burst into tears again, hugging her little 5 year old daughter while her husband joined as well.

"You're ok, you're alive!" Julieta sobbed, squeezing Mirabel. She felt Mirabel's small hands reach up and gently pat her back. Mirabel was still trying to cheer up her mother, even despite her condition.

Suddenly they were surrounded by other family members, with Alma being the first,  as she scanned Mirabel over. Her eyes landed on the scar that covered her (far too small) neck, and she did her best to supress her anger and she brushed curls out of Mirabel's face.

"Mirabel? Are you okay? You aren't in any pain...are you?" Alma asked hesitantly. Mirabel opened her mouth and---

Nothing came out.

The others were confused. Why wasn't she saying anything? Mirabel tried again. Still, nothing. Her hands moved up and she touch her throat. She tried once more, and all that came out was a strangled whine.

Mirabel started freaking out. Why couldbn't she talk? Where was her voice?! Tears welled up in her eyed as she continued to try to talk, mouth moving but words not coming out.

"Oh i-its ok baby, just calm down," Julieta said, rocking Mirabel in an attempt to calm her down. She looked up at her mama confused and Alma looked down at Mirabel, eyes fixated on the now healed wound that went over her neck.

She didn't see Mirabel immediately after the incident; the only ones who saw that horrible sight was Dolores, Luisa, Mariano, and the deranged person who did this. But she was one of the first so her, and from she had seen, the gash ran pretty deep. And if that was the case...then...

Her vocal chords had been slashed in the process. It was clear whoever went for her was making an attempt on her life, which they had gotten close too. And Julieta's food could only do so much healing.

Meaning Mirabel's voice was probably gone for good.

"Oh nieta," Alma gently pulled Mirabel into her lap. "Julieta, Augustin, can you go get her room ready?" The couple quickly nodded, heading off upstairs to the girls' room.

The other family was quick to stand up and help, all of the scattering among the house; Pepa was the only one who back to her room, not wanting to get Mirabel sick with the massive storm that was soaking everyone (not that it really changed, it was still going even when she went to her room, just not as windy).

"Come on, let's go get you clean," Alma whispered to Mirabel, and she walked towards the bathroom. The poor girl was covered in her own blood, and it made Alma sick to even look at it; she would have to burn the dress whole, she didn't even want to see it anymore. But for now she would just help Mirabel.

Alma's mind raced. Everything was going so well. Mirabel had gotten a door, and she was happy. She was helpful to the family and always made sure everyone was in good health. And now? Only a month later? Mirabel couldn't speak. Someone tried to send her to her grandfather early. The psyhco that did this was going to pay. She would hunt then down herself if she had to.

Alma kissed Mirabel's head as the girl snuggled closer into her abuela's dress.

This wouldn't go unpunished.

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Alma lobs her family <333

Hope y'all enjoyed⁉⁉⁉

[roxyfoxgamer150]

Living Corpses

Technically, all of them were living corpses, it's just that they started to notice something when they've become bored.

Hollow Julieta knew about it first, butterflies would go towards her, she thought they were attracted to the blood on her clothes. But even after washing it off, and wearing new ones..

They just kept following her.

She must be what others called "Walking Corpse" AKA a zombie in this world, maybe in different universes, they won't follow her?

Everytime she visits her own AU, the Madrigals would always see some butterflies going towards a direction. Julieta always compared Mirabel to a butterfly.

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The second one who noticed, was Solaris as she visited a strange garden with Twilight and her friends.

The garden was devoid of life, and there were basically walking corpses of animals that seemed to attack the mane six, only, the mane six. Not her, why aren't they attacking her?

Even when she experimented a bit by biting herself and letting blood seep through the air, the undead only hesitated and still attacked the mane six as she protected them.

There were two butterflies, they were the ones that guided the seven to the garden. Fluttershy told her friends what the butterflies told her.

She was dead in her own universe too. Her superhearing made her hear it, even from ten meters away as they wispered.

She wasn't even rotting! She made sure of it! Maybe it was the effect of one of the portals where if she died, she stays dead there?

Solaris didn't even notice the illusion of her perfect body fading for a bit, before coming back, making the girls misunderstand that she was dead yet still fighting for her land, since the 'scars' she had were still fresh, especially the large new one right on her neck, a slash from a sword.

She doesn't like butterflies anymore.

Twilight is on the verge of sobbing for her teacher/surrogate mother.

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Observer Mirabel and Scrappy Mirabel both found out at the same time.

They just slept on the soil for five hours and then it started to fucking try and absorb their shitty living bodies—

They were curious, they wanted to see how far the plants would do.

And if Observer!Isabela sees her hermana getting dragged into the soil like an actual corpse, while Observer herself tries to not scream in horror again, she won't interfere.

She did, she makes sure for the past two weeks, her sister doesn't get swamped by the plantlife she loves.

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Kromelia Raon Shirone, short for "Krome", noticed it when her taste buds started making the taste of her foods as plain as possible. She ate for ten days, knowing she can't taste anymore.

And then it tasted disgusting all of a sudden.

She just wanted to eat, and now it tastes disgusting? What is this, hell!?

It was poison.

She didn't like being almost dead after that.

[hannahhook7744]

Bruno's little girl is all grown up;

Summary; Even in a world where Claudine didn't grow up on the isle, she and Lefou Deux were destined to meet.

Trigger warning; Kidnapping, implied racism, implied abuse, etc.

Inspired by and meant to be a sequel to @dragoneyes618 's oneshot au where Claudine gets her gift after being adopted by Bruno.

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Claudine Esther-Mary Madrigal had few memories of her life before the Madrigals. And all of them were vague.

A Creperie were she did all the work despite being too tiny to reach the stove.

A Church that turned away people who looked different. Turned away people who looked like her new family did.

A closet that was small even for a toddler-- more like a cupboard, actually--filled with crosses thay made her heart tighten.

A looming shadow.

A woman falling.

Another woman teaching her how to speak english and a few other languages in bits and pieces, warning her not to tell him.

None of them painted a pretty picture. Especially not when put together with the faded scars she had and her family's retelling of her 'surprise adoption'.

So it should be no surprise that Claudine never really went digging into her past. Nor should it that she never bothered asking. After all, who would want to know more about such terrible things when there was a high chance that it would only drudge up things that should stay forgotten? Things that they didn't want to know about... Things that they didn't want to remember.

But that didn't mean that she knew nothing about it. About where she came from.

When Prince Ben first made his proclaimation, word traveled fast-- even to the Encanto--and Her Papá had sat her down and finally explained just where he had gotten her.

Claudine had been in shock for awhile afterwards. Not quite knowing what to think about the whole thing.

What was one supposed to think when finding out that they had essitently been kidnapped from a villainous religious zealot who had been locked away among other villians who also had children? Children who weren't lucky enough to have been saved like she had been.

But once that shock wore off, she became invested in every thing to do with the isle. And had quite possibly cheered the loudest when the barrier had been brought down for good.

Which led into the current predicament her family was arguing about where little ears couldn't hear:

New people had come to the Encanto.

All under 30.

3 boys not much older than her (twins 20, lone boy 19).

1 not much younger (16).

1 only nine years old.

1 girl not much younger (15).

And 5 little girls (twins 7, one 6, one 5, and one 3).

All in bad shape, the oldests willing to work. All refusing to say where they came from or how they knew of this place.

Abuela, cautious as ever in her old age, didn't like it. Feared that their sanctuary could be fully exposed if they allowed them to stay.

No one else in the family agreed, even as she tried to get them to see her point of view. She even slipped up and asked Dolores to evasedrop on them, something she hadn't done since Claudine was little.

Of course, Dolores refused and (gently) reminded her that times had changed. And then everyone else had gotten a chance to argue their case.

Tío Agustín and Tía Julieta argued they couldn't stay hidden forever, which Prima Isabela agreed with-- sighting the fact that if these kids and her luv, Bubo, had found them that others would come after. Whether or not they liked it.

Primo Antonio and Camilo along with Prima Dolores and her luv, Mariano, that it was nice to see some new faces around. And that they could do some good for the town.

Luisa and Maribel just thought that they should give them a chance, which Claudine herself silently agreed with.

 Tía Pepa and Tío Félix then made the strongest point. Getting emotional as usual, which was certainly warranted in this situation.

"Mamá, they're your Bisnietos' ages and they clearly need help. How can you be suggesting that we turn them away! Isn't that what the Encanto is for? Protecting people"

Abuela cut in "It's for protecting our people--" but Pepa wasn't having it.

"The moment they stepped foot in the Encanto they became OUR people!"

Félix hastily added in his own two cents "and if the Encanto allowed them in, then they must really need the help. Besides, when has the Encanto ever let anyone dangerous in? How dangerous could a bunch of children even be?"

"We don't even know where they came from!" The Matriarch of the family protested, though it was weaker than it was.

Claudine looked over at her Papá to see what he thought, since he hadn't spoken up yet, just in time to see him stand. He said one thing and one thing only that would shock them all:

"They're from the isle of the lost".

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Abuela ended up letting the gaggle of children stay after that and few in the Encanto protested.

They all remembered what Claudine was like when Bruno first brought her here. And even if they didn't, there were things that convinced them not to kick up a fuss about the arrangement.

Things like the scars that varied in age that couldn't be explained away by falls and other bouts of childhood clumsiness that mirrored the faded ones Claudine herself had.

Things like the haunted looks in the older kids' eyes that Claudine saw every day in the mirror in her own reflection.

Things like the slowly fading bruises and the whispers of dead siblings and cousins who never reached adult hood.

Things like the broken arm the littlest boy had and the large hand shaped bruise on the youngest girl's cheek.

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Claudine wasn't sure how to feel about the new arrivals. Other than intrigued and sad, that is.

Would she had turned out as snarky and skittish and bitter as the oldest ones were had her Papá never came to save her?

Or would she have turned out worse somehow? Meeker like Carlos had first been? Quieter like her father had once been?

Or would she had died long before she got to thay point?

The possibilities haunted her, almost as much as the implications of what the new comers' had been through did.

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Claudine was a curious girl.

She was even what some would call nosey.

But she just preferred the term 'thorough In her research'.

Which is what she did when someone (a friendly and unsuspecting Luisa) was finally able to pry last names out of the new comers.

Leprince. LeGume. Bimbette.

Those were their last names. Or at least the ones they had given. And with those last names, 18 year old Claudine was able to find a series of documents that proved her father's words true.

As well as many of the rumors that had been flying around town since the children had gotten here.

Birth certificates.

Badly done School Records.

Medical files published by one Harry Badun.

A Kidnapping report on King Ben that named Gil as one of the ones who had nabbed him.

A report on what had happened during the 'Queen of Mean' Incident that named Gil as one of the people who had helped save Auardon.

Missing persons report on all of the kids that were currently in the Encanto.

And most horrifyingly of all, she found obituaries also published by Harry Badun for other relatives of the New comers. Siblings and cousins. Siblings and cousins who didn't make it to 18.

Nine to be exact.

Nine dead kids.

Six Boys.

Three girls.

Claudine wished she never looked.

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The LeGume-LePrince-Bimbette cousins settled into the Encanto rather quickly and were met with little resistance, much to their surprise.

They moved into a small, fixxer upper, 'work in progress' house with just enough backyard for the kids to be able to run around in and got to work.

Junior and Bronze became movers and mechanics.

Gil arm wrestled people and babysat for money.

Claire became a seamstress and a duel teacher.

And Lefou Deux or Lee, as he went by now, became a toy maker while their little cousins and siblings went to school.

All of them were less than enthusiastic about becoming high school dropouts but knew that it sadly had to be done. How else were they supposed to be expected to keep a roof over all their heads?

And sure, it wasn't the most glamorous roof-- being thin, uninsulated, and filled with holes. But it was a roof.

And sure, it was crowded since they all had to share rooms but it wasn't all that bad since they didn't have any furniture to crowd it more. And sure, it was so cold that they had to huddle together for warmth most of the time but it was better than nothing.

At least that's what they told themselves until they could get something better.

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4 months after the new comers had arrived in the Encanto, Claudine stood outside of the toy shop-- invisible to the naked eye, watching as the tallest and lengthest one ran around the shop. Fixing things.

It had become a habit of hers for reasons she could not explain. One that she wasn't sure her family knew of or would approve of.

She knew it was werid. And that some would even call it a bit creepy but she just couldn't help it.

The redhead worried about him. Had been worrying about him ever since she heard her Abuela and Tías fretting over how he needed to eat more about a month after he arrived in town.

After that, Claudine just hadn't been able to get how thin he was out of her head. So, she had gotten into the habit of following him around and sneaking extra food into his lunch bag and goreceries. And so far, he hadn't seemed to notice.

Which Claudine was thankful for, since she wasn't sure what she'd do if she were ever caught.

Probably turn invisible and stay that way until he forgot what she looked like.

Annnnnnnd she was starting to sound like a stalker, wasn't she?

Claudine swatted that thought out of her head, noticing that it was nearly the boy's lunch break and quickly snuck into the small shop. Making sure to keep a tight grip on her bag when--

WHAM!

Claudine fell back, becoming visible as the contents of her bag spilled everywhere. Mixing with toy parts.

All the color drained out of her face as she slowly lifted her head and spotted the new comer, who was clutching his now bleeding nose and looking at her.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry. I didn't see you there--" the dark haired boy stammered, quickly helping her gather the contents of her bag. Including the wrapped arepas that Claudine had been planning on sneaking into his bag.

Claudine was sure that she was probably as red as her hair by now and waited for him to call her out on being the one who had been sneaking into his bag, dreading it, but to her surprise he said nothing. Holding them out to her.

"Uh gracias. Muy apreciada" she muttered meekly, snatching it back from him and shoving it back into her bag. Where her rats were still hiding, thankfully already.

"No problemo miss. It's the least I could do after rudely running into you like that. I don't know how I could have missed you. I should probably get my eyes checked " He joked, fidgeting with his gloves. Clearly expecting to get yelled at.

Claudine's heart ached, remembering how quick she was to expect the same for things that weren't her fault when she was younger.

"No, no. It was my fault. I should have been paying better attention " she rushed to assure him, not liking the far off look he was starting to get in his eyes.

"I'm Claudine by the way. Claudine Madrigal" She held her hand out to him in invitation, silently hoping the change of subject would work.

It did.

He quickly accepted her hand, grinning widely in a way that gave her butterflies before introducing himself. "Nice to meet ya Claudine, I'm Lefou Deux LePrince but everyone calls me Lee".

Looking into his eyes, Claudine was sure of one thing;

She was doomed.

[mmollymercury]

Character ask game: Bruno

BRUNITO!! HERE WE GO BABYYYY

⚧ - Pronoun hc: he/him.

🏳️‍⚧️- Gender hc: a cissy male,, but I also like the hc that he's trans (AFAB)💖

🏳️‍🌈- Orientation hc: asexual aromatic 😭✊

🌌- zodiac sign hc: I think the triplets were all born on October 17th, the start of the thousand day's war. So he's a Libra ♎💖💖

🧠- MBTI/Enneagram hc: legit had to google this, its that personality test with all the funky letters... honestly its too complex for my little brain and I think Bruno would say the same, he'd probably say something like: I don't know! Urm... I guess I have average personality *awkward smile*

❤- OTP hc: Bruno & himself 🥰🫂🫂

🧡- Everyone I ship with this character: ...😶

💛- Brotp: the FAB trio! Otherwise known as: Bruno, Félix and Agustín 🥰

💚- Notp: just... basically anything that's romantic 😭

💙- Crossover ship: Bruno and the onceler- jk NOONE-

💜- Crossover non-ship relationship I like: I'm not really big into crossovers (excluding Roger Rabbit, of course🐰) but I've seen some cute art of Bruno and Hector from coco interacting, so them🥰

📖- AU I'd like to see them in: Love me a good modern AU. I always smile at the idea of Bruno watching ratatouille after coming out the walls and being absolutely GLUED to the TV😭😭

❤🩹- Angsty hc: I love projecting onto my favourite characters, so Bruno has: OCD (this was basically confirmed so YAY! SO HAPPY 🥰🥰), that can be debilitating; an eating disorder, heart palpitations and a tendency to self harm. I mean, he hits his head as a compulsion, as someone who does that too, I can confirm that it is a form of self punishment. Yeah, not fun. And... come on, he was bullied in school, look at him-

💖- Happy hc: HAPPY THINGS! Bruno is an artist, fight me, he excelled at all the creative subjects in school. Hes best uncle😤😤😤 hes like the fun, doesn't shout, laid back uncle and all the kids love him. He loves his little rat babies and coddles them to an insane degree, to the point where Pepa and Julieta are like: are we bad parents/ hj-

😋- Funny/stupid hc: He can be very agile at the weirdest times but hellishly clumsily the rest of the time, I have an image in my head THAT IVE WANTED TO DRAW FOR THE LONGEST TIME, of when he was still the 🌟golden child🌟 and gave an amazingly good vision to this guy, Alma wanted to capture the moment in a picture: so she stands behind him, looking proud, hands on his shoulders, he's smiling all big while holding up the vision and the guy who got it, is standing next to him with a thumbs up... but Bruno’s teeth are like FUCKED UP because a few weeks previously he went flying into a wall and several of them fell out-

🪞- Appearance hc: not sure what to say since we all know what this man looks like... but I do hc him as having really bad acne scars in school, so much so that you can still see some of them.

🥖- Food hc: like I said... he's got eating issues but ignoring that- I think he's generally a bit fussy with his meals (I'm projecting again😶)and has been since he was young, Alma definitely worried over it😫 GIVE THIS WOMAN A BREAK- but I think he favoured salty things and soft meat/ things that don't have a tough consistency.

🛌- Sleep hc: he has sleeping issues ESPECIALLY after years of having to sleep in a chair. But now that he has a bed again, as soon as his back hits that flat soft surface, he's out like a light🥺🥺

🏡- Domestic hc: everyone agrees with this but I'm saying it again! His sisters fuss over him so much and treat him like he's years younger than them❤ Alma too. And for most of his life, he was called "Brunito" by his family, he was only really called "Bruno" if he was in trouble😭

🗡- Badass hc- we all know he'll do anything for his family, he's so selfless, honestly whats more badass than that? He definitely pretended to curse people if they threatened them, being mean to him is okay... but speaking to his family like they owe you something? You're dead.

❓- Anything else you want: hmm hmmmmm,,, what else??? That he gets sick often, always has but now moreso, his family are here to help tho!😭💖💖😫😫😫

[camilleate]

God you're oblivious

It was a ask at first but it got longer so I did this... Hope you enjoy...

Julieta enters her best friend's room not knowing he's not really dressed up.

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Julieta knocked on her best friend door, more of her biggest crush but no one had to know she was lovesick about her best friend, his mother opened the door.

"Oh hi Julieta, it's nice to see you. I imagine you want to see Tino, he's in his room." She says pointing to a door upstairs even if the girl knew where his room was.

"Thanks, I'm just giving him his book back I'm not taking long." She sees the disappointment in her crush's mom's eyes.

"Oh too bad i hoped you would have stayed with us, plus you and my boy are getting pretty close aren't you." She only blushed at the coming. She just walked towards the stairs to not look into the older women's eyes.

She's in front of the door, she blushed just as imagine being in the same room at what she thought was the most handsome man in the world, the cook knocks on the door to be sure she's not disturbing him. "Come in m-"

The young girl opens the door just as she hears 'come in' but when she saw it she was dark red.

He was there on his bed looking at a book while being bare chest with only pants on, he was so handsome looking so seriously at this book but he still had a little smile she saw the title of the book it was a romance book he loved romance, that one of the reason he was so sweet and romantic even to her, only in her dreams she thought she could see him like that and also only in his dream he had a beautiful body like that. Natural abs, beautiful muscular arm with those little sexy scars on it, she loved those scars, his beautiful collarbone, some sweats drop and his chest hair only God knew how much loved them.

But he hadn't finished his sentence so he finished "mom... You are definitely not my mom." He chuckled. Her response was her cute snort laugh, God she hated it but everytime she did it Agustín looked at her with those eyes you give to someone you care about, the same she gave to him.

"What gave me up?" Still giggling like the lovestruck teen she was. He stood up walking towards her. God he was gorgeous...

"I'm just really smart," she laughed at that since he was the most oblivious man on earth "what do you need anyway."

"Oh yeah right here's your book," he looked at it and took it in his hands 'omg he touched my hands with his, his hands at way softer than I would have thought' "I kinda want another do you have one that I could like? Or your favorite maybe."

"You already read my favorite it's the one with the two best friends falling love." She stared at him, the number of times she imagined that the character were Agustín and her. "It's my favorite too." He stared back and thought 'I know it is you told me, that why it's my favorite because you love it.'

He turned to the library he looked through his books to find one for her, while she looked so disrespectfully at his gorgeous muscular backthose muscles that were so hot. She was just there fighting the urge to touch him and kiss him and maybe more if he was ok with it.

"Yeah... And speaking of love how's your love life?" She was thinking of a decent answer 'I love you please go out with me i want you so much. No not that.'

"Well ma want me to go out with a Guzman or whatever but there's this one guy I like he's the most gorgeous man I ever saw, he have glasses I find that hot." He turns around with a book in his hands and hands it to her, to continue the talking they sat on his bed really close to each other. He was blushing at that sentence 'Does she really like glasses that much? Does she finds me hot? No of course not she's perfect.'

He started naming every guy with glasses but when he finished he didn't found "I literally named everyone of them. Is there a new guy? Are you replacing me with a new guy? I feel so betrayed..." He joked, she did thee snort thing again.She put a hand on his cheek the other one one of his thighs "God you're oblivious..." She placed a sweet kiss on his lips before pulling away some seconds after. He looked so stupidly stunned. She chuckled "I like the outfit by the way." She put the hand that was on his cheek on his torso.

He looked at her lips and leaned in for a slow, wet kiss they both melted into it, he putted a hand on her hips, she let her tongue enters his mouth. It was perfect until someone knocked on the door and entered to find her son bare chest with Julieta having her hands all over him and him having a hand on the girl's hips.

"... i won't tell Alma but please lock the door and use protection." They both looked at her eyes widen. "MA! It's not what it looks like, it's just a kiss the first one we've ever shared... Well second one actually but that not the point the point is we're not sleeping together. Not the first night atleast..." She chuckled.

"It's ok I don't care, I'm just happy you guys realized you liked each other." She was about to leaves when her screamed at her. "YOU KNEW AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME!" Both women chuckled 'so oblivious...' they thought. Then she really left and they stood up they looked at each other before kissing again this one was like the last one but they weren't interrupted this time they said their goodbye. During the whole night neither of them could get those wonderful feeling to go away.

They ended up seeing each other again the next morning, this time in Juli's room since her mother trusted her but also thought Agustín was definitely not her type, they shared sweet kiss while cuddling, they also really said 'i love you' to each other.

It's only some day after that her whole family got told and they were happy about it and Alma said she was surprised but also not because they already acted like a couple before actually being one.

[casitafallz-a]

Stray AU | Dolores

Dolores was 6 years old when she left her AU, following her Tio Agustin after he was blackmailed to leave the family by Abuela due to her disapproval of him. She wanted him back and thought she could convince him to return. Due to his height, Agustin walked faster and Dolores did her best to follow.

It took hours for her to catch up when he stopped for a break, horrifying him to realise she was there, giving her food and water immediately and made to turn back to get her back to Encanto before day-break.

But the jaguars were the first to make themselves known before they realised that they were at a jaguar’s den, not a free area of the woods as he had thought. 

A distant portal opening triggered the Jaguar to attack, Agustin taking the drive for Dolores who ran towards the portal light where Hallow had appeared, a smaller jaguar caught Dolores by the leg but Hallow was quick to save the child before the woman got to Agustin.

Now left with two hurt people from her indirect actions, Hallow took the two back to the Watcher AU for medical treatment. As Agustin was the only adult family left outside the AU with her, he was considered her guardian and his responsibility. 

It took time for him to recover, but in that time, Dolores was put into school where she had began to make friends and got to know Pariah Julieta who was who in the medical wing, where her daughter was in a gestation tank following the woman’s emergency delivery in the aftermath of a catastrophic injury to her leg, resulting in Pariah Losing the leg. 

Dolores was fascinated by not only her but also this world and the Encanto multiverse.

Though Agustin wanted to stay, he was against Dolores's staying as well, as she should be with her family in Encanto but ultimately, Dolores wore him down on the matter.

At school, she learned not only normal things like Spanish, and maths but also other languages such as English, Sign-langue and morse code, physical sports where she caught on quickly martial arts. It’s typical that all children are trained in self-defence but those who want to learn more can, with approval of their guardian.

Dolores took up more, enjoying learning but also wound up teaching as well with a few new students. She favoured hand-to hand as guns were far too loud for her to handle.

By the time she was 15, she took up an assistant teaching position with Beatriz Moreno, a fellow worker who she was best friends with her daughter, Clara, but has also been a relationship with her son, Diego who worked in Tek Felix’s workshop in tech-development for about a year.

When Dolores was 16, she fell pregnant with Diego’s child. Agustin did his best to help her while he could around his own responsibilities during her pregnancy, getting her into music to keep her busy, as she did know how to play a few instruments thanks to him.

Agustin was the was the third to get a hold of the baby after she was born. Pariah and Decay were also off work at the same time due to the birth of Dante, Decay’s son and helped a lot. Mariana and Dante grew up together but not as close as Dolores’s work at the other side of the Watcher Casita kept them more separated

By the time she was 21, she fell pregnant with her second child, a boy and married Diego.

Mariana was a bright, bubbly soul and loved both her parents but she was also fiercely protective of them too. Like Rana, having grown up in the watcher AU, she had grown accustomed to their way of life, getting into basic defence at 2 but as a divergent child, Dolores knew she had to learn sooner than later the basics.

By the time she was 5, she had grown a lot and advanced a lot more and her gift revealed to be a sonic  voice, most notiable when she screams out or hits a high octive

However, due to being new with this, a temper tantrum ended graphically with her accidently hurting her mother; leaving Dolores blind in one eye and facially scarred from exploding glass.. Tek was able to create a prosthetic eye for Dolores. A horrible lesson, but a lesson for the girl nonetheless. 

Diego did his best to comfort his daughter. Mariana was put through some therapy to help with not only her guilt and temper but also how to control her gift so she didn’t accidently unleash the voice in a moment of anger. 

Dolores typically wears her hair up in a ponytail of curls away from her face with a red ribbon to help differentiate between her and other Dolores’s but doesn’t wear red. Due to the trauma of the Jaguar attack and the blood, she hates the colour and blood in general. She took up her Tio’s colours.

She’s known as Stray-D in her group of friends.

(if you read the old one, i reposted this with a rewrite)

[queenofthedisneyverse]

Jungle hearts au 2.0?

Bruno madrigal - 12 yrs old

Bruno wasn't always upset but for the majority of the time, he was. He had a gift that no one liked, no one wanted to be his friend, and was too afraid to say anything about it to Alma.

He knows she means well but it's getting harder and harder for him not to explode every day.

He's angry that no one knows his pain, he's agitated that he can't express himself, he's angry that he can't stick up for himself, and he's angry about his entire life.

This is where things get weird. His anger and Hatred that he has for his life change the magic in him. He's very grateful to get a gift but he would trade it for one of his sisters' gifts any day. Although he wouldn't want them to endure the same pain he goes through.

So he just pushes on through life angry, sad, and agitated. One night he runs into the forest because he was too overwhelmed by a party he was at. It's not the first time he wandered into the forest out of some big negative emotion. The jungle is really calming for him for some reason.

When Bruno isn't giving visions or not

The light breezes, birds chirping, grasshoppers, the sound of the running waterfall, etc. The thought of getting eaten or attacked by a wild animal never made Bruno tremble as much as it should. He always wondered why he was never afraid of the thought but he is about to get,....an answer?

The magic was beginning to change. Bruno felt so negative about it that the miracle started rejecting him. He knew that was happening but he didn't care. No gift of prophecy meant no more giving prophecies, no more mean stares, and no more catering to the needs of the village just to be taken for granted.

The Miracle wasn't rejecting him in a mean way, oh no. The Miracle felt Bruno needed peace and that he was going to leave very soon so there was no use for him to keep it. Here's the thing though the Miracle still left some magic in him that magically changed Bruno for the better and for the worse. keyword "magically"

Bruno didn't know that after he left the party he was being followed by some Aholes who wanted him gone.

They punched him, kicked him, slapped him, and threw rocks at him. Bruno was tired of being treated likes this. The built-up rage and the magic collided together and made Bruno someone different, someone new.

His eyes glowed jade green, the fangs in his mouth grew longer and sharper, and his nails grew into claws that could cut you like a knife. His physicality changed too. He was slightly taller(keep in mind this was when he was 12), and his legs were more anthropomorphic/ digitigrade with sharp claws on his toes. Oh yeah not to mention Bruno has wings that are about 12 feet long

He didn't really hurt them all that much some ran away to the village or farther into the forest. Bruno did catch a few and managed to scar them up a "little" bit. Nothing Julieta couldn't fix.

When Bruno was done dealing with them he felt light-headed and everything around him was turning black. Before he went into a 2-day coma he let out a roar that nearly everyone in Encanto heard.

After that, No one really bothered him anymore. The thought of a child being some nature monster disturbed people a lot. Alma didn't believe it though and somehow Bruno had "no memory" of the incident.

Bruno builds interest in the jungle even more than he already did. He starts buying books about animals, plants, survival tactics for living in the wild, etc. He also started "helping" the village with stuff too. He begins helping people with gardening, cooking, building homes, etc. When making food at home he asks Julieta if he could watch how she makes certain things and how she mixes certain herbs together for tea and medicine.

His Mama and sisters find this suspicious but they blame it on what happened to say that "having a near-death experience can change you" or something like that.

The real reason he's doing this is that he wants to live in the jungle alone someday and he just needs to be prepared to do so.

While visiting the jungle he discovered that he can control plants. Not fully but it's something. B can make some flowers grow and vines come to him if he concentrates hard enough. He wanted to tell his family but he wanted to get good at it first.

and no he cannot understand animals. But the animals there do see him as some sort of equal so they leave him alone

Bruno can feel their suspicion and is getting scared. So to make their heads not figure out what he's doing he starts doing visions again. But that did not go so well.

Because of this, Bruno did less apologizing and more yelling when it came to prophecies. Whenever someone got upset at him he would start harshly going off on them. As he should, he would say how he can't control what happens and that they should just accept their fate and stop complaining. B did try to be nice at first but just couldn't do it anymore.

This started a lot more fights between him and Alma. Almost every other week she would have to lecture him about being polite and showing respect to elders and such. He never listened.

Bruno madrigal - 20 yrs old

This man fought with this one for the last time. He confessed to Alma that he wanted to leave and be freer and Alma wasn't hearing it. Bruno knows she means well but he's practically a grown man now and he can do what he wants.

He wanted to make that clear to her but it didn't work, lots of words get thrown around, and then an argument ensues about how he's being selfish and how he's just going to up and leave his family behind. Then this comment-

"If you leave this house your dead to me"

That was it. She basically just signed a warrant that said Bruno was never going to come back to that house or Encanto. Bruno felt a knife go through his heart when she said that. Alma truly didn't mean that but to Bruno, people don't say things they don't mean.

Bruno started apologizing saying that he was sorry for being mean and that he'll stop with the foolishness. His true gift is acting because Alma believed him. At about midnight Bruno already had clothes packed, food packed, books, journals, shoes, just anything he would need for the travel.

He wanted to say goodbye to his sisters but they did nothing except standing there and watch them fight.

Bruno's broken heart and rage split the Encanto mountains. Alma felt this and looked outside her window. She was the mountains that were once together were split in half and brightly glowing. Bruno passes through the newly open passage away not even looking back.

Now on the outside of the Encanto, he somehow saves a village from raiders, builds a new home with them, and builds/adopts a new family of his own.

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There are more events that I'll put into some drabbles that are before, during, and after the movie

This Au will have some of the movie in it and some other juicy bits. If you have any questions, ideas, and/or prompts my ask box is open.

[casitafallz]

Pariah AU | Scar chart

Scars are a cultural aspect of the Watcher AU, scars are seen in a positive light than something to be ashamed of. In some part, scars help show the differences between two of the same people. Like Pariah Julieta and Canon Julieta; you can tell straight away who is who.

The only time scars tend to be covered is when on undercover missions. A magical gel is paces over the scars to blend the scars away so no one can see the scars and remember them. Mostly the gel can wash off so it’s not permeant.

Of coruse, if you’re injured you can request a scarless-heal or scar removals later down the lines for those that want it. Children and minors have to get parent or guardian permission for the latter.

Some people keep scars for a valid reason; a lesson for themselves or for someone else.

Julieta

Julieta gained scars very quickly in her line of work, in part of her inability to heal magically but also as her pregnancy made her slow start in training so she was behind.

Her leg was the first real loss she experience after joining the Watchers after a Corrupt Luisa crushed it in her attempt to flee; she was pregnant at the time so Watcher Julieta had to C-second her daughter out and put the baby into a newly names gestation tanks for her to continue to grow in while they operated on Julieta without risking the baby, this in turn left another scar.

A few months later, Julieta lost her arm to save her life and like her leg, got a protheses, she had a few medical scars from those procedures.

Her other major loss came after Verana's 5th birthday, she fought against a group that came for her daughter and almost won, but a hunting knife was throne into her left eye. She fell immediately. She survived, but spent a lot of time recovering, around her eye socket and forehead she had metal plating to keep the protheses sit inside and well.

The scar on the base of her neck came from an implant out into her brain to help keep track of her brain implants.

Verana

Verana has less scars than her mother and less loss of her body but her body tells a tale in her 15 years of growing up outside her native world.

The first scar she gained was when she was a baby, a birth defect of her heart that developed more after moving to a gestation tank, unforeseen side effects of new technology which left her with 3 major surgeries to fix at different stages of life, the last being when she was three. Verana grew up with the scar and does like it; it shows her a fighter from the beggining.

Verana does retain a implant at all times to monitor her heart though thanks to the more magical side of the healing process, the resolution of her defect was near perfect but no risks were taken and is often checked over. She’s not restricted with her physical activity unless experience heart pains. 

Her other bigger scars came when she was 5; after being kidnapped and restrained, she endured some physical abuse at the hands of her captors though retained little memory of the event given she had spent a majority of the time drugged up. The scars along her back and wrists mostly are the lingering marks of that event. She sometimes covers the wrist scars as they upset her mother. 

When she was 9, her appendix got horribly inflamed so she had to have them removed. She likes that scar a lot because it doesn’t have a lot of backstory. A simple explanation.

[droppingdonkeys]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑  𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖

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𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐬 NAME: Luisa Madrigal NICKNAME(s):  Lu, Lulu, Luisita, several embarrassing nicknames her parents/tios/sisters have for her. AGE:  19/early twenties (depending on verse) SPECIES:  Human

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 MORALITY: lawful  / chaotic  / good /  neutral  /  evil  /  true RELIGION: Catholic SINS:  greed  /  gluttony  /  sloth  /  lust  /  pride  /  envy  /  wrath VIRTUES:   chastity   /   charity   /   diligence   /   humility   /   kindness  /   patience   /   justice KNOWN  LANGUAGE(s):  Spanish, English. Some Latin. SECRETS: Growing up she envied the life Isabela seemed to have / She’s scared in the dark

𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 BUILD:  scrawny   /   bony   /  slender  /   fit   /   athletic   /   curvy   /   herculean /   pudgy   /   average HEIGHT: 6’5” / 1.95 cm SCARS  /  BIRTHMARKS: Aside from a few, tiny scars that she didn’t bother seeking Julieta’s healing for, basically none! ABILITIES  /  POWERS:  Super-strength, along with that incredible self-control and discipline (She has a strict workout regime and is able to touch anyone/anything without crushing them) RESTRICTIONS:  I’m gonna say alcohol, because she’s not a heavy drinker. Her super strength make her just somewhat tipsy until she has to stand.

𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 FOOD: Bandaja paisa!  She’s also got a sweet tooth. DRINK:  Lulo juice, coffee, tea. PIZZA   TOPPING: Philly cheese steak pizza. (Mushrooms, steak, green peppers) MUSIC  GENRE: (latin) pop, reggae, classic, dance, pop-rock, R&B MOVIE  GENRE: Romantic-drama, historic drama, family-friendly comedies, buddy-comedies CURSE  WORD: Luisa doesn’t curse, the most she will say is ‘Miercoles’. A very quiet f-bomb or ‘shit’ has slipped from her, however. But those instances are rare. SCENTS: Anything fruity, sweet. Roses, lilies, raspberry, patchouli

[lizzywrites1]

Not me wanting to write a modern day au where Julieta and Agustín scar their daughters for life because they thought they were alone... 🤣

Thoughts?

[gamerbearmira]

I saw the cocooned-cut thoart, and I'm in an angst mood. Hopefully you accept this, and kudos to the anon for giving me some inspiration! I'm not good with dialogue, so sorry if its a little but too descriptive 😅. OK enough of my rambling haha

[Story Time!]

Pedro felt a different kind of rage when he saw his precious nietos on the ground, barely clinging to life. A kind of rage he didn't think he could experience. He was usually a forgiving and kind man, at least he liked to think so. He believed everyone could be forgiven and could ask for forgiveness. That they could have a second chance. But after this? Now he wasn't so sure.

These people, this group. They had attacked his precious grandchildren. That he had only known for a year and a half. They were his light, right next to his own children. And now they were scarred, for life. Had it not been for Mirabel's gift, they might not have suvived long enough for anyone with Julieta's food to get there. He thanked God that the little golden butterflies that followed her around had closed them up, at least to stop the bleeding.

So yes, Pedro was upset. This group, these people had attacked them. Because they had some personal business with Pedro. Apparently 2 of them had been closely reallted to the soldiers that struck him down, and somehow managed to rally other Madrigal-haters. The eight sick bastards had lured the kids into the woods and they attacked them. They slashed their throats and left them to die. Left them in such a state that may have been worse than Pedro's when he was struck down. He didn't think he'd be able to get that image out of his head. And now he was here, in the nursery, watching over his six grandchildren along with his wife. The children had been moved to the nursery, for the sake of being able to keep them all in the room at once. Once they had recovered more, they could go back to their rooms.

Pedro held his exhausted wife, who had spent the last 3 days tending to them. She herself hadn't really gotten any sleep, because she was far too busy watching over her nietos, praying that they wouldn't suffer the same fate as before. It was too soon, and they were too young. They didn't deserve it, they didn't deserve this. They were the sweetest kids, which is why neither grandparent could wrap what had happened around their heads. Why did they attack the kids? Was it because they were vulnerable? Because they were innocent? So mamy questions and yet so little answers. And Pedro hated it.

And to add insult to injury, they had found out that their throats were ripped beyond repair, especially Mirabel's and Dolores'. Horrible damage had been done. Mirabel was still young, so her gift wasn't as developed, and therefore couldn't fully repair the wounds, or restore their vocal chords back to their original state. And Julieta's gift had damn near brought them back to life---in turn there was now a scar on each child, and it haunted Pedro's mind. They were too similar to the one that was spread across his chest. It was a constant reminder for him and his amor.

He lifted his hand, and a golden glowing butterfly had landed on his hand. But it wasn't one Mirabel's butterflies, no no---those had settled down around the small girl, her siblings, and primos, next to Antonio's jaguar, who had taken to staying near them at all times. It seemed almost as if the jagisr felt...sorry. And as for Mirabel's butterflies, they were dim, and slow. This one, Pedro's butterfly was the largest by far, taking up a large portion of his hand. Its wings fluttered softly and Pedro's eyes narrowed.

"Find them. Mark them." He whispered and the butterfly was off.

WH 😦 HUHHHHHHH

Ok first of this is. Amazing. And I love accepting them⁉️⁉️and no worries about dialogue, all drabbles are welcome, and I love this, even though it makes me sad <33

SECOND. DAWG. How you gon drop this and dip 😭😭 breaking my mf heart here. They???? Poor babies, I’m gonna cry. And the parents and Bruno must be devastated, oh my gosh. Can’t imagine how they felt seeing that. Willing to bet this is only a fraction of Pedro’s anger, cause he for sure ain’t let that slide 💀💀

Also! I like the concept that Pedro can use butterflies similar to Mirabel, shows how similar they are, very cool concept <333

The group after seeing Pedro pull up:

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#5

So Emily rohm, the actress of Jane doe made a TikTok talking about ride the cyclone and she explained that because Karnak didn't know who Penny was he couldn't restore her memories, all he was able to do was give her back her name and bring her back to life. So Penny, back in the world of the living still doesn't have any memories of her first 17ish years of life.

126 notes - Posted September 23, 2022

#4

False and Fwhip dynamic on empires is so entertaining to me. Cause you have fwhip who latched on to False out of nowhere clearly (at least to me) considers False as a close ally like, "this is my good friend False, we're so close I go over to her house all time time, she is so fun and nice" meanwhile False has only just started to consider Fwhip an ally, mostly she is confused and slight terrified of this small green man who keeps breaking into her house.

134 notes - Posted September 6, 2022

#3

What if for a long time after Bruno left Pepa and Julieta subconsciously left a space in-between them for him. Like anytime they were standing or walking next to each other there would be a gap because that's where Bruno is supposed to be

151 notes - Posted January 19, 2022

#2

The nature of roseblings is that there is always one destined to be the leader of villagers and there is also one destined to be a magic user who hangs out with pillagers

171 notes - Posted March 14, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I gotta say my favorite moment of the crossover so far is when Scar was complimenting Fwhips choice in colors and Fwhip was like "thanks I'm colorblind :D"

It was simple but so funny

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[moths-in-the-coat]

OC PROFILE #10: ORIGINAL UNIVERSE (UNTITLED VAMPIRE COMEDY)

"Abuelita taught me how to spot a vampire. I taught myself how to kill them."

i.– basic info

🕆 name: Jesus Pedroza Veracruz 🕆 nicknames: Jasper, Jazz, Our Lord And Savior (jokingly) 🕆 age: 25 🕆 birthday: December 25, 1998 🕆 star sign: Capricorn 🕆 birthplace: Mérida, Yucatan, Mexico 🕆 hometown:  Pittsburgh, PA 🕆 ethnicity: Mexican-American 🕆 nationality: American 🕆 languages spoken: Spanish, English 🕆 gender: cis male (he/him) 🕆 sexuality: heterosexual

ii.– appearance

🕆 description: Jasper is a tall, muscular man with tan skin, shoulder-length curly black hair, and brown eyes. He has a scar on his neck from a past vampire attack, which he covers up with turtlenecks. He has a very square face with a short beard. 🕆 height: 6'1 (185 cm) 🕆 weight: unknown/irrelevant 🕆 other distinguishing features: pierced eyebrow, crooked smile, dimples

iii.– personality

🕆 positive traits: compassionate, reliable, courageous, sincere, supportive 🕆 neutral traits: religious, honest, complex, undemanding, casual 🕆 negative traits: high-strung, argumentative, impulsive, gullible, intimidating 🕆 likes: cooking, gardening, dogs, baseball, geology 🕆 dislikes: vampires, puzzles, being bored, lectures, the cold 🕆 fears: dying, blood, retaliation, spiders 🕆 hobbies: gardening, weightlifting, metalsmithing, feeding stray dogs, napping 🕆 talents: strength, good with bludgeoning weapons, speed, reflexes, cooking

iv.– abilities

weapons: metal pipe (made of silver), axe, switchblade

v.– relationships

🕆 parents: Both of them are dead, but when they were alive, they tried to raise Jasper as best as they could. They were strict at times, mostly about their religion, but Jasper still loved them both. They were both killed by a vampire when he was 15. He's been living with his Abuelita in Pittsburgh ever since then, 🕆 grandmother (Julieta Banderas Aguilar): Being Jasper's primary caregiver since he was 15, she and him aren't as close as they would be. Still, the two love each other and Jasper stays in town to care for Julieta since she is getting older. 🕆 friends: Vinnie Wright, Rhiannon Cage 🕆 enemies: any and all vampires 🕆 love interest: none, single

vi.– backstory

Jesus Pedroza Veracruz was born in Mérida to parents Maria Veracruz Bravo and Miguel Pedroza Vásquez. He given the nickname Jasper by his American grandfather due to his fascination with rocks. He was raised a strict Catholic, attending church regularly. His Abuelita would sometime come to visit and tell him stories of vampires and how to identify them. From this time forward, he was fascinated by vampires. This fascination would later turn to fear. When he was 15, his parents were attacked and killed by a vampire right in front of him. He managed to escape with his life and soon fled to Pittsburgh to live with his Abuelita. After that day, he held a fierce vendetta against any and all vampires and focused his interest on the potentials of silver. In his senior year of college, he met Rhiannon Cage, a biology major who hated vampires as much as he did. The two started a small "club" of sorts and brainstormed ways to kill vampires. After they graduated, they met an engineering major named Vinnie Wright, who didn't share the others' disdain for vampires, but still proved helpful in their research due to their engineering prowess and ability to improvise weaponry. The three would name their "club" the Vampire Hunters' Association and end up patenting silver bullets, which are lethal to vampires.

vii.– other

🕆 fashion style: vintage (i guess) 🕆 face claim: instagram user shouba_ls 🕆 voice claim: EddieVR 🕆 theme song: Vampires Will Never Hurt You- My Chemical Romance 🕆 assorted fun facts: (below) He makes remixes of songs in his free time. He sometimes messes up words and phrases in English. He likes wearing metal studs, since they give him a sense of protection. His Abuela taught him how to ward off vampires as a kid. He has a garden and cultivates a lot of garlic. He has a pomeranian named Pato.