#oc: daniela

[teawizard]

Alma and Bruno hanging out :)

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To all my fellow encanto oc havers - wanted to say that I will happily take requests to draw your ocs as animal crossing characters with one condition: I will publish them in the blog ;)

To send a request you can just send me an ask with a short reference for your oc and the species of the animal crossing-sona!

(throwing Daniela in so she doesn't feel excluded)

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She got bullied, HELP😭

[historyonthespectrum]

Whoever’s choice it was to make Miranda made of crows needs a raise🐦‍⬛🙏🫶🤸‍♀️

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Daniela has a fever

[spiderb00]

- Fam out #7

Sophia Laforteza x reader  

“The dinner with has finally arrived, and it's time to find out who Evie is! Luckily, your girlfriend is always by your side” 

Genre – fluff        warnings - none 

Now playing – Rude, by MAGIC! 

“can i have your daughter for the rest of my life?” 

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"You're right. This is bad."  

Manon's girlfriend was the first to speak. After you told everyone that Yoonchae had a girlfriend, silence settled over the room. You freaking out, Sophia rolling her eyes at every word that came out of your mouth and each of the girls in the living room giving you their own reactions to this information.   

Yoonchae wasn't present at the small reunion you called. And now, you wondered what the girl was doing.   

“Babe.” Manon patted her girlfriend's belly, scolding her. Knowing that she was only saying that to make you feel crazier.  

“What?” Her girlfriend asked, laughing. "We don't know this girl. She could be a criminal! A drug dealer who will put Yoonchae in the middle of her business!"  

You widened your eyes, looking at Sophia as if to ask if this was a possibility, causing the woman to deny it and snort, before putting her hands on her head in a sign of despair. Sophia had been struggling with all your outbursts ever since the maknae dropped the bombshell in both your laps. At first she thought your concern for Yoonchae was cute, but now it was starting to get on her nerves.  

“Baby, Yoonchae's girlfriend is not a drug dealer.” Sophia said, looking at you as she stroked the messy strands of hair on your head, before looking at Manon's girlfriend with a frown. “Eve is just a seventeen-year-old girl.”  

“You don't know how today's teenagers think...” Manon's girlfriend continued.  

"All right, that's it. You're grounded! Go wait in my room!" Manon pointed to the stairs. The brunette's voice was authoritative and made her girlfriend wince slightly, before standing up.   

Megan and her girlfriend were laughing at the whole situation, as was Lara's girlfriend, who got a little nip from the Indian girl. Only to discover that she was trying to hold in her laughter too.   

“ Grounding?” Daniela's girlfriend asked sarcastically, receiving a middle finger from the girl who was now climbing the stairs.   

“Do you want to join her?” Daniela asked, making her girlfriend wipe the smile off her face and shake her head negatively.   

"Sorry. I'm trying to deal with her hyperactivity." Manon explained before letting the conversation continue.   

“Look, guys, I know it seems a bit weird to have Yoonchip dating, but it was bound to happen at some point.” You groaned in disappointment at your girlfriend's words. “She's growing up and we can't protect her from everything forever.” Another groan of disapproval. “All we can do is guide her and hope that this girl is really nice.” You groaned again in disapproval.   

This time you really managed to get your girlfriend's attention.   

“All right, if you do that one more time you'll be waiting upstairs with Manon's girlfriend!”   

Turning off the lights in the bathroom, you walked towards your bed, the house was silent and you were still thinking about the conversation you had with the girls earlier. At the same time as you thought you were overreacting, you swore that you just didn't want Yoonchae to get hurt.   

You knew more than anyone how cruel first love can be, how exciting and scary. You've had your own experience, and you've struggled a lot to really have a love like the one you have with Sophia. You just don't want things to go wrong for Yoonchae like they did for you.   

Walking over to the bed, you pulled back the blanket, lying down on the right side of the bed - you always slept on this side, because your girlfriend didn't like sleeping near the door. Sighing, you leaned your head against Sophia's shoulder, the woman reading what she always read before going to bed.  

“Do you think I'm exaggerating?” You asked as you kissed the Filipina's shoulder.   

“I think you're worrying too much.” Putting down the book, Sophia grabbed your hand, kissing your knuckles. “Yoonchae is smart, she knows how to take care of herself.”   

“She's still just a child to me...”   

"I think she'll always be just a child to all of us, Mahal. But we have to face the fact that she's growing up."  

You nodded, kissing Sophia's shoulder again before you heard a light knock on the door to your room.   

After a little “Come in” from Sophia, the topic of the moment poked his head into the room. The typical little smile on her face.   

“I just came to say good night...”  

The Korean girl looked shy, almost as if she were tiptoeing around, avoiding starting a conversation she didn't want to or even giving you another heart attack.   

Sighing, you sat up properly on the bed, patting the space between you and Sophia with your hand. With a shy smile on her face, Yoonchae approached, crawling on the soft mattress until she was sitting between you and your girlfriend. 

“Sorry about my reaction before, Yoonchip...” You began, attracting curious looks not only from the maknae, but also from your girlfriend. "I guess I got too overprotective with you. I just don't want you to go through the same things I did."  

Yoonchae's gaze was compassionate, as if she completely understood your point. Meanwhile, Sophia looked at you in confusion, she knew that you hadn't had good experiences with love before, but at no point did she associate this with your protectiveness towards Yoonchae.   

“All right, I understand.” Yoonchae said, taking your hand in hers. "But I promise, Evie is great! She's not an idiot and I certainly wouldn't be with her if she was one."  

Smiling, you ran your thumb over the back of the girl's hand. Sophia just watched the whole interaction between the two of you, stroking Yoonchae's hair. "I know you don't. You're too smart not to notice if something's wrong."   

Laughing, you and the girls let a comfortable silence fall between you. The mood quickly became more relaxed as the guarded words were spoken.   

"Look, how about you invite Evie for dinner tomorrow? Then we can get to know her once and for all..."   

"REALLY? That would be great!" The girl perked up, jumping out of bed as she ran towards the door. "I'll text her and tell her everything. I love you!"  

The door closed with a satisfying click, Yoonchae probably running towards her room, texting Evie. Meanwhile, the woman next to you looked at you with admiration.   

“I'm so proud of you.” Sophia said, pulling you close so that she could lie on your chest.   

“It was the right thing to do.” You reply, stroking Sophia's hair before closing your eyes, breathing in relief at having resolved the tension between you and Yoonchae.   

“You're going to be a wonderful mother, you know that?” Sophia's words made you open your eyes, only to see that the woman was already looking at you with passionate eyes. “I can't wait to have a family with you.”  

Reaching out, your fingertips brushed against Sophia's chin, pulling the Filipina closer until your lips touched. The kiss was slow, tender and passionate. The idea of starting a family always left your hearts beating at a much faster pace than normal.  

“I'm going to be the happiest woman in the world when that happens!” 

“How do I look?” You asked Sophia for the second time.   

The woman - who was standing in front of the mirror, putting on her earrings - rolled her eyes with a smile, before finally turning towards you, grabbing the collar of your shirt and pulling you into a quick kiss. The sensation of her gloss on your lips made you want more than a lip seal.   

“You look beautiful!” The Filipina said, loosening your shirt and smoothing out the places crumpled by her grip. “You seem to be more nervous than Yoonchae.”  

As if on cue, the younger girl came into the room like a hurricane.  

“HOW DO I LOOK?”   

Laughing, Sophia glanced between the two of you, before turning once more to the dressing table mirror. “Wow, you two really could be mother and daughter...”  

“You look beautiful.” You said, ignoring your girlfriend's comment. “Relax, she'll find you beautiful anyway.”   

The sound of the doorbell ringing made Yoonchae's heart race again, fearing that her girlfriend had finally arrived. She knew that Evie was punctual, so she went downstairs as quickly as possible.   

“DON'T RUN ON THE STAIRS!”  

You nodded. God save your future children from Sophia's screams.   

Yoonchae, meanwhile, opened the door, slightly out of breath. Her smile faded as soon as she saw the scene in front of the house. Manon's girlfriend's arms around Evie's shoulders as she said something nonsensical to the girl - who by now looked pretty bored. The girls were all behind the pair, huddled by the door touching up their make-up or fixing their hair.   

“Hi Yoonchip, look who we found by practically ringing the doorbell.” Manon's girlfriend entered, dragging Evie along with her, not before winking at the maknae.   

“Baby, leave the girl alone!” Manon said, coming in right after.   

“Hey girl.” Daniela's girlfriend was the next to enter. A backpack on her back and the smell of smoke permeating her clothes.   

"God, where were you? In a barbecue?" Yoonchae complained, turning away from the woman as she let her into the house. 

“She's just come off a shift at work.” Daniela explained, smiling at her girlfriend as she watched her all dirty.  

"First, get that look off your face. That's disgusting." Yoonchae said, looking at the Latina like she was insane. "And you, use the bathroom in the guest room. You can change there too."  

“I love you, Yoonchip.” The woman said, coming forward to hug the maknae.  

“HEY!” Yoonchae shouted, pulling away from the woman with her hands raised, putting distance between the two. “Save that mess for Dani.”  

Laughing, the firewoman climbed the stairs. Yoonchae just watched as Daniela followed her girlfriend. Mumbling something about helping her with her clothes. As the Latina walked up the stairs, you walked down, looking at the woman with a confused look as she seemed a little too excited - at least for someone who was just going to help her girlfriend with her clothes.  

“Hey, you guys are here.” You said, seeing Megan and Lara with their girlfriends. “Nothing from the special guest?”  

"She's already arrived. Manon's girlfriend is stuck on her." Megan's girlfriend said, laughing as she was accompanied by Lara's girlfriend.  

“Poor girl.” You said. “All right, how about you go and rescue your girlfriend and I'll take care of the door.”  

Yoonchae nodded, heading towards the kitchen, but not before whispering a “thank you” to you.  

"Have you finally come to terms with all this? Lara was the first to ask. All the girls watched you sigh and shrug.  

“Well, it was bound to happen at some point.”  

Dinner went well, as far as that was possible. After Sophia finished getting ready and Daniela and her girlfriend came downstairs flushed and panting, you finally started dinner. The conversation didn't flow as much, an awkward silence settled in at times, causing Sophia to start a conversation - which would soon end, making the silence take over again.  

"All right. I don't think anyone will ask, so I'll be the brave one here!" Manon's girlfriend began, causing everyone at the table to turn their heads attentively towards her. "How did you two meet? Like, since when does Yoonchae have time to get to know someone?"  

Yoonchae opened her mouth, only to close it again, not knowing what to say. All eyes were on her and she hated it.  

“We met at school.” Evie was the first to speak. “We did a project together.”  

The girl's hand grabbed Yoonchae's under the table. Hearing her girlfriend's breathing calm down, Evelyn calmed down along with her.  

“Like in the movies, cool.”  

“Awn, how cute.” Megan said, looking at her girlfriend.  

“ Really cute.” The actress agreed.  

“We weren't that close.” Yoonchae began. "But... Evie defended me from some people who were laughing at me."  

You dropped your fork, making the loud clinking of cutlery with plate echo through the house. “Were you getting bullying?  

” “It wasn't bullying.” Yoonchae tried.  

“Yes, it was.” Evie retorted. Evie retorted.  

“All right, maybe it was a little bit...”  

“Yoonchip, why didn't you tell us?” Sophia asked. Reaching across your chair to stroke your back, knowing that you would probably be uncomfortable with this situation.  

" Well. It didn't last long. And Evie sorted it out."  

The table fell silent. Evelyn poked at the piece of chicken on her plate with her fork, squeezing her girlfriend's hand under the table. The girls were standing around, watching the strangely maternal interaction between you and the girls.  

“Thank you for protecting her.” You were the first to speak. Directing your gaze at Evie. The girl giving you a - genuine - tight-lipped smile.  

“Always.” 

“So, now we have another teenager dating,” you said, lying on the bed while you waited for Sophia to come out of the bathroom.  

The girls had already gone home, Yoonchae would be sleeping at the Kats' tonight, so when dinner was over and you'd finished washing all the evening's dishes, you went upstairs and waited patiently for your girlfriend to come out of the bathroom.  

“Isn't it strange how we're all dating at the same time?” You rambled on, staring at the bathroom door, as if Sophia were there.  

You could hear the woman grumbling from time to time. You just assumed she was doing her nightly skincare, and chose not to slip into the bathroom with her.  

"Dinner was nice. Maybe you could do it again." You heard a small murmur of agreement coming from the bathroom. "God, it's a good thing we don't have another child. I don't think I could handle another teenager starting to date."  

Hearing the bathroom door open, you looked towards the sound. You swore you might faint.  

Sophia, your girlfriend, stood there in the sexiest lingerie you'd ever seen in your life. The teasing smile on her face told you that she had gotten exactly the reaction she wanted from you. The glossy sages drawing your attention to her lips and the bra making you mesmerized. You honestly looked like a deer caught in the headlights.

Walking towards the bed, Sophia climbed on top of you, taking her place on your lap. Taking your hands only to guide them to her waist.  

"You know, Mahal. If we make it hard enough, maybe a few years down the line we'll have another teenager in the house."  

“We can test it!” 

it's almost 3 AM here. I'm dead

drink water and be safe,

xoxo, spider.

[elyon-art]

What a cute morsel...

Meet Sister Odile! An one-eyed nun that got lost in the middle of the romanian winter, found herself in castle Dimitrescu. Captured by Daniela and forced to become her assistant ....Will she remain holy or will she succumb to her forbidden attraction to women??

Gonna be thruthful, I'm shit at writting backstories but I love drawing ship art... So take her more as a MC in an otome game!!

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[arimakafu]

Doodle dump

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[teawizard]

don't think I will play but I made my oc in the pony editor, that was fun, thank you :)

Not art this time but 😭

Do any other encanto fans play ponytown?

[matchalovertrait]

The world of Del Sol Valley is a vast one!

Start from the beginning (Gen 2)

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Transcript

DANIELA: Orange! How are you?

DULCE: Wait, Orange? Like-

[Dulce turned around.]

[Dulce gasped.]

DULCE: SHUT UP RIGHT NOW!! You’re Orange! Like THE Orange Bailey-Moon.

ORANGE: I didn’t even say anything yet, baby girl.

[“He’s even dreamier in person! Imagine the beauty hiding behind the glasses.” Dulce thought.]

DULCE: No way! Can I hug you??

ORANGE: Why haven’t we yet?

DANIELA: Aw, they’re good friends already.

[Dulce and Orange started talking about the CDs on his jeans. She recognized a few because of her older brother, Ángel.]

YOLTIC: Daniela, a word with you, please.

DANIELA: Okay...

YOLTIC: How could you let this happen!?

DANIELA: I know, I need to work on the schedule for next week. I’ve been stalling.

YOLTIC: Not that. You betrayed Antonio! Now these two will run off and have Bailey-Moon-Alegría babies!

DANIELA: Yoltic.. how do I put this nicely? You’re being ridiculous. Everyone knows Orange flirts with the entire population. It’s like his schtick.

DANIELA: As a former Blue Halo Starz member, he’s the world’s boyfriend. The fans love it; he loves it. Let the guy do his thing. I think Dulce could use the harmless flirting, anyway.

ORANGE: The songs that I could write about you, girl. You’ll be the reason I start working on my next album. How about we tour the world together? Where do you want to go first?

YOLTIC: Speaking of music, don’t listen to her sing, it’s not pleasant.

AMETHYST: Is my brother being annoying again?

YOLTIC: Ye-

DANIELA: No, no! We’re having a good time here.

DULCE: Amethyst Bailey-Moon?!?!?!

AMETHYST: You’re Dulce Alegría! I watch all your videos. Not that I cook or anything, but they’re still fun to watch.

DULCE: Oh my gosh... can I have your autograph?

AMETHYST: If I can have yours too, yeah.

DULCE: I didn’t know you came here, too.

AMETHYST: Yeah, Yoltic is the most eco-friendly stylist around here. He upcycles, uses biodegradable materials, and has a buy-back & exchange program. I’m passionate about taking care of our planet, sooo.

[teawizard]

Did a couple of drawings with @chicken-mc-nuggets' color palette challenge. I love art challenges, and I struggle a lot with coloring, so wanted to try this and actually had fun :)

You can also send me a color palette from the post I linked, and I'll draw something encanto-themed using it!

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PAJAMAGURLL

Aka. Penelope she/any 🇲🇽🇺🇸

Self taught cartoonist | Multifandom | Silly billy..

I draw a bunch of things, just anything that comes to mind. I mostly draw ocs/oc x canon ships for comfort (coping mechanism) and I usually talk about those ocs and those silly little ships I make ^_^

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Girls with e-collar

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The similarities have been on my mind stg

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"Duty" pt 1

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Hey, I wanted to ask for a story about the 7th member of Katseye. She is two years older than Manon and Sophia and was the oldest member of Dream Academy. She is Latina (if possible, Brazilian). She was a trainee at Hybe when she was younger and then ended up dropping out because of her age and lack of opportunities and decided to go to college in L.A. I heard from a former staff member about Dream Academy and signed up. I wanted her to be best friends with Manon or Sophia and start to feel something for Daniela, but it would be weird because Daniela is straight, but one of the girls likes her and she doesn't realize it.

(sorry for my English, if there is any confusion, I personally blame the translator 🥲)

A/N: Hey!! Your English was great no worries!! This is an awesome request. I really loved writing it and working through it!

After Her

Not her laugh. Not her eyes. Not her voice.

It was how she looped the laces once, held them tight, double-knotted like she was preparing for battle. It was stupid. It meant nothing. But I noticed it one day and then I couldn’t un-notice anything else.

How she hummed to herself when she thought no one was listening.

How she danced like the music was part of her skin.

How she took care of everyone, including me, without even realizing it.

It hit me slow. Like fog rolling in.

And then suddenly I was drowning.

I tried to ignore it. I really did. Because she was straight. Because we were friends. Because I was older and should’ve known better. But the thing about feelings is they don’t give a damn about timing or logic or what makes sense.

They just come.

I kept quiet for months. Smiled through it. Said things like “you’re glowing today” and meant every word of it, even though it felt like setting myself on fire just to keep her warm.

And then one night I broke.

We were walking back from rehearsal, just the two of us. Everyone else had gone ahead, but she stayed behind with me because she said I looked tired. I didn’t. I just looked sad.

She nudged my arm, playful. “What’s got you in your head again, Isa?”

I stopped walking. So did she.

And before I could think, before I could lie, I just said it.

“I like you.”

Her eyes went wide, then soft.

“I’m sorry,” I added, fast. “I know you don’t feel the same. I just… I couldn’t keep pretending.”

She didn’t speak for a moment. Just looked at me with this ache in her eyes I’ll never forget.

“Isa… I care about you so much. But not like that. I’m straight. I’m sorry.”

She said it gently, like she was holding my heart in her hands and trying not to drop it, but it still hit the floor.

I nodded like it didn’t matter. “No, yeah. Totally. I just needed to say it.”

And I walked away before she could say anything else.

That night I cried in the shower. The kind of crying you can’t even breathe through.

The kind where your chest caves in and you don’t know if it’s grief or shame or just finally letting go of the thing you never really had.

For the next week, I barely spoke. I smiled in interviews, nailed choreography, sang my parts, but inside I felt hollow. Daniela tried to act normal, like nothing had changed, but it had. I could feel the distance growing like a wall between us, and I knew I’d built it myself.

That’s when Sophia started noticing.

She always had this quiet way of watching people. Not in a creepy way, just��� she saw things. Little things.

One night I was sitting on the balcony outside the dorms, hoodie pulled over my head, pretending I was fine. She slid next to me, handed me a mug of warm tea, and said nothing for a long time.

Then softly, “You’re good at hiding pain. But I’m better at recognizing it.”

I didn’t reply.

She tilted her head, watching me. “Was it Daniela?”

I flinched. “It doesn’t matter.”

“Of course it does.”

I shook my head. “She’s straight. She let me down easy. The rest is on me.”

Sophia stared at me for a second, like she wanted to say something but didn’t. Instead, she just scooted closer, our knees touching.

“You didn’t do anything wrong,” she said quietly. “Loving someone isn’t wrong. Even if they can’t love you back.”

I looked at her then. Really looked at her. The softness in her eyes. The warmth in her voice. The way she never made me feel small.

And something shifted.

Not love. Not yet.

But something.

Over the next few weeks, she kept showing up. Sitting next to me during practice breaks. Staying behind after dance rehearsals just to stretch and talk. Letting me fall apart in pieces and never once acting like it was too much.

Then one night, she found me curled up on the couch, staring at my phone like it might make me feel less alone.

“You still miss her,” Sophia said softly.

I nodded. “I wish I didn’t.”

She sat beside me, knees folded, eyes locked on mine.

“You know what hurts the most?” I whispered. “It’s not that she said no. It’s that I don’t know how to turn it off. I don’t know how to stop wanting something I’ll never get.”

Sophia’s voice broke a little. “I wish you wanted me instead.”

My heart stuttered.

“Soph…”

She looked down, embarrassed. “I shouldn’t have said that.”

“No,” I said quickly. “No, it’s okay. I just… I didn’t know.”

Her laugh was soft and sad. “No one ever does. You and Daniela were so loud. Your pain filled every room. And I was just… there. Wanting you quietly.”

Tears prickled at my eyes again, fresh ones, different ones.

“I’m sorry,” I said. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

She looked back at me, and there was something in her gaze I didn’t expect. Not just sadness. Hope.

“You didn’t,” she said. “But if there’s ever a moment… even just one second… where you look at me the way you used to look at her—just let me know. I’ll be here.”

I didn’t kiss her.

But I leaned into her. Laid my head on her shoulder. And she held my hand like she wasn’t afraid of the broken pieces.

I think that’s the first time I realized I could be loved gently. That maybe healing didn’t have to be loud or dramatic. Maybe it could start like this.

Quiet.

Safe.

After her.