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El Castillo de Encanto: Que Tú Eres Mi Destino

The Castle of the Enchantment: That You Are My Destiny

Each new gift given by the miraculous candle was meant to strengthen the community, strengthen the El Castillo de Encanto. To make the royal Madrigal family proud.

You work as a personal servant within the Royal Madrigal's family castle, but after the fall of the Castillo and rebirth of the miracle, your work plans change. Time to make the missing triplet feel at home once again.

The dictionary of my spanglish and bad timeline: - El Castillo de Encanto the casita in this version. - Reader is technically 22 years old. - I'm using a mix of a magical democratic monarchy and traditional Spanish, Colombian, and a dash of Downton Abbey

Chapter ambience: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mLWbKf4YcAA

Fifty years ago, a newly widowed mother received a miracle. Pushed out of her home after the birth of her three children by the violent conflict of the Colombian civil war, she and her husband were forced to flee in hopes of finding a new home. Even as many joined them, they could not escape the dangers of warfare. The wife watched as her newly fathered husband was lost to the violence of war. But, even in their darkest moment, Alma Madrigal was given a miracle.

The candle she held became a magical flame that could never go out, and glowed brightly in that dark night. It blessed Alma Madrigal with a refuge in which to live. The magic made towering green, protective mountains over her and her people. It was a place of wonder, an enchantment. The miracle grew, creating a castle for her and her family to live in, El Castillo de Encanto. Their house, the castle itself, came alive to shelter them.

When her children came of age, the miracle blessed them with magic too. Passing down to them a magical gift to match the magical candle Queen Alma Madrigal was bestowed. And when their children came of age, that magic was passed through each generation. Together, the royal family's gifts have made the Encanto, truly, a paradise.

Each new gift given by the miraculous candle was meant to strengthen the community, strengthen the El Castillo de Encanto. To make the royal Madrigal family proud.

Each gift given to the Madrigal’s was just as special as they were.

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When you wake up you do so to the sound of a ringing bell, loud and clanging to purposefully alert the women and men around you. You jump up so fast being so startled and smack your forehead on the wooden panel of the bunk above you. With a small hiss and rubbing your forehead, you stumble out of bed, grabbing at the clothes under your bed frame. The woman above you does too. Everyone around is scrambling to get their royal garb on, whispering in excitement.

Today we move back into El Castillo de Encanto! The Castle!

You had to admit how relieved you were. It was so cramped in this temporary arrangement the servants of the Madrigal family found themselves in while the magic was still weak. This was usually where the nuns from the church would stay.

Truly, a humble celibate life they live… You think to yourself as you use a silvery, shiny ribbon to quickly tie your hair into a low ponytail.

Ten years ago, the village of Encanto fretted over the state of the magic blessing when Mirabel Madrigal did not receive a gift like the rest of her family. Not even 24 hours later, one of the royal magical triplets in the second generation known as “Bruno, la maldición del destino” by most of the town, disappeared.

You were only 12 when this all happened, working alongside your parents as an apprentice of servitude. When you were 13, you were working alone without your parents anymore. You weren’t sure why they passed away so young.

You loved your parents. The Columbian political unrest was too much, most nights they could see the smoke billowing from other towns around them being lit aflame. When your mother got pregnant with you they had a hard decision to make, stay with their friends and family and be in their home, or leave to ensure the safety of their future daughter- you. They thought and thought until your mother was incredibly far along in her pregnancy and the smoke got closer and closer, until they could see orange in the village nearby. The flames licked upwards, burning the homes of innocent families. So, with nothing but a bag with a blanket and a mysterious letter that didn’t have a return address with directions, they set out to find the mysterious Encanto.

You still had that letter. You had practically memorized what it had written on it. In shiny golden metallic font, it stated, “The Encanto, home for anyone looking for refuge or a miracle. Follow the butterflies. Climb the forested mountain. It is waiting for you.” They did. Somehow, they told you, they found it. It was almost like being lost and blinking and suddenly realizing where you’re going. They walked by the butterflies they saw. They took the nights in the cover of the jungle forests. They hiked up mountains.

They actually saw the castle, and almost as if it was meant to be, your mother went into labor. You remembered sitting there and listening to this story as a child with wonder coursing through your veins. The magical royal family was alerted to them as newcomers, and they took pity on your mother and father. You were born inside the castle, brought into the world by none other than her Majesty Juileta Madrigal. The Madrigals favored your parents' perseverance and love for you as their daughter. They were personally assigned to be paid and housed as servants of the Madrigal family.

Which, in the Encanto, was a very good job many of the villagers would be envious of.

Your mother became Juileta’s personal servant. Your father, Bruno’s. You would remember how your mom would come back to the servants quarters with a smile on her face and a treat for you. Your father… Typically would come back looking worried and flop on his bed for a minute before winding down and being his usual self.

When you were 5 that was when the apprenticeship started happening. Nothing really like backbreaking work, the servants usually never had to do that. You followed in your parents footsteps and worked to be a personal servant. The Madrigals had servants for everything. Teachers, babysitters, clothes, cooking, training- anything! A passion could easily be followed. Like your mother and father, from a young age you really liked order. You liked cleaning, putting things in place, choosing outfits and hairstyles or decorating rooms to be more cozy.

When Mirabel came of age for her gift, and the ceremony was a disaster as she didn’t even get a gift, your mother and father seemed both distraught. Then, Bruno disappeared. Your father suddenly and immediately declined. He wouldn’t get up for his servant job from his bunk. He only spoke to you and your mother. You couldn’t even think of how many times he whispered “you know I love you, right?” to you and your mother every night. You knew he blamed himself for Bruno disappearing, perhaps. Maybe he thought he should’ve done a better job? You didn’t know. You were too young to know.

Your mother passed first, however. You remember her waking up really early that day and whispering “I love you mi luna” to your dad, kissing his cheek before leaving. You don’t know exactly what happened. You think maybe a stroke. But your mother passed while working, and it was so quick Juileta couldn’t get to her in time to heal her.

When your father heard the news he was devastated. He held you that night. When you woke up to get breakfast you came back to him cold, and lifeless, still in his bunk. You knew he died of a broken heart.

You wished to have a love like your parents. A marriage like them. But ever since they passed you have focused on working and being the most reliable servant in the Castillo. Because of that, at the ripe young age of 13 you were assigned to La Riena Alma’s biggest mess.

Mirabel Madrigal.

Her Queen Alma Madrigal found the gift-less grandchild to be a pain, invisible, not as special as the rest of the magical family. When she saw how hard you worked even at your age and everything that had happened she grew content with making you the girls permanent personal servant.

You didn’t complain.

By then she was 7. And Mirabel was the kindest, funniest, little girl you had ever met. You practically raised her. You studied with her after her educational servant would let her out for the day, you bathed her and made sure her hair was shiny, you cleaned her glasses and taught her how to step on every stone in the Castillo without putting a foot on a crack.

It broke your heart to see how badly Mirabel wanted to help the family even without a magical blessing like her siblings and cousins. You would go into town with her sometimes and watch the villagers practically ignore her. You hated it. But you tried everything in your power to make sure that Mirabel was happy, gift or no gift. She was special to you. A soul sister.

When you turned 18, because of how well you handled Mirabel, her majesty Queen Madrigal named you head of servants. Honored, and feeling privileged, you worked even harder. But despite everything you did it felt like the family tension with Mirabel and the hush hush about “ese desgraciado Bruno diablo” grew more and more.

Until the magic completely failed.

When Isabela Madrigal had a very unsuccessful, chaotic proposal from the village favored Guzman family son, Riena Alma ordered you to take all the servants away to a temporary housing arrangement at the church. She made sure to scream about how the magic is strong and the candle will never burn out.

It did.

The Castillo literally crumbled to the ground. Turned into a pile of rubble with barely known remnants of what was once a glorious castle. Mirabel disappeared. Horrified you spent hours with the Madrigals searching for her in this devastated state. The magic was gone, the blessing was no more, and it would seem only a miracle could fix the internal damage within the familia Madrigal and the hope of the villagers.

Thankfully. She did come back. On horseback, with her Abuela Alma and a figure no one ever expected to return.

Bruno.

Reunited with her family, Mirabel single handedly encouraged the entire Encanto to hope in miracles again. A month of hard work from everyone made the Castillo be rebuilt in the same glory it was before. And when Mirabel added the final touch of a doorknob, the miracle became restored. The bright golden lights and sparkles and swirls of colors that made their way up through the stone of the Castillo and rooted themselves in the ground under the whole village's feet was a sight to only behold in a state of awed wonder.

It was a day of celebration. You took Mirabel’s hands and danced with her in celebration, cheering, saying “I knew you could do it! You are so much more special than you realize!!” The new miracle bestowed another blessing on the land, one that united everyone in communication and a desire to be better and let go of the biases of the past and make a better future.

You blinked rapidly from your thoughts when your bunk mate called for you over her shoulder, “Hey! Líder sin miedo, c’mon! You’re going to be late moving into your ‘elite servant’ room!”

You laugh and sprint towards her and outside of the cramped sleeping quarters, “As long as I get top bunk this time!!!

~~~

Your joke earlier was meant as a joke and when you got to the castle everything went even more smoothly. Luckily, you did not need a bunk mate. Upon uniting with their respective Madrigal family members, each servant was either on the giving or receiving end of a magical hug.

Mirabel threw herself at you and you at her, both of you embracing in a fit of giggles, dancing from side to side in the tight hug. When the girl pulls away she pushes her glasses up her face and smiles at you as if she was still the humble, giftless girl she was before and not the restoration of a miracle.

Her humbleness still made her excitedly help you get settled into your quarters. They were nice. You had a room alone to yourself, with a queen sized bed and your own personal bathroom, bookcase, desk, wardrobe, and drawers. Mirabel didn’t shut up the whole time she helped you get moved in, excitedly talking about the magic and then moving on to the most surprising topic to most of the other servants.

Her tío Bruno.

She excitedly explained to you how he was “weird, but not like, weird weird like more like just kinda nutty weird not like super evil weird.” Which honestly made you chuckle a little.

“So master Bruno is awkward?”

“Yeah!” Mirabel lit up, still talking like a madman, which you loved. You really did like it when someone was excited to talk about something. It was sweet how passionate they would get. And you loved Mirabel, and so each nod and hum you gave in reply to her rambling was entirely genuine.

She explained how short Bruno was. How he lived in the abandoned dungeon and the walls of the Castillo, with his only friends being the rats in there. She even explained his embarrassing habit of using them to make his own little personal plays so he would be entertained all cooped up in there.

You giggled, only drawing on what your father’s experience was with him. He explained Bruno was always well meaning but prone to being really unlucky himself. He always tried to convince you as a young girl that Bruno wasn’t as scary as everyone made him seem.

Standing at 5’3, being 50 years old, and looking so skinny for his age- yup. You believed him and Mirabel well over the village folk and Camilo’s shallow seven foot interpretation of his uncle.

Mirabel went on to explain how much he loved the Encanto, the Madrigal monarchy itself, and each and every one of the family members. How he aided her in seeing the future to help save the miracle. She made sure to put a lot of emphasis on how he seemed to be the only adult she had ever met (“aside from present company, of course,” she made sure to add, winking at you) who treated her with respect. Like he understood her wishes and desires and demands and even if he was scared he knew what was for the best despite the wishes of the f amily to remain “fine”. After her emotional banter about him she got more into his appearance.

By then you were following behind her with your back straight, clasped hands held at your belly button height, resuming the perfect personal servant posture as you did before the collapse. Your tied up hair billowed behind you as you kept a strong, certain stride. You wanted to make sure you kept working that hard and pouring everything you had into this job even if the family seemed more lax. You were the Head of Servitude, after all.

“He has this crazy slouch. You know, like the kind you see little gárgolas standing in. Oh! And he always rings his hands or waves them around- real expressive with them, ya know?” Mirabel walked, talking to you over her shoulder, “He is all gangly like he doesn’t know where to put his limbs sometimes. You know what I mean- like a growing adolescente. He seems to not understand where to place his feet.” Mirabel walked the memorized path to her room, not stopping a moment during all of this, “When the castle was rebuilt he immediately went to bed. He wasn’t awake this morning if you didn’t see- in fact I bet he’s still in bed, durmiendo todo el dia, jeez, what an old man. Well I guess it’s not that big of a deal, he doesn’t really like using his gift anyways.”

When she stopped in front of her door she turned to you, a smile still on her happy little face. You chuckled, and spoke, “What a glowing review for your regio uncle.”

“I know right!” Mirabel giggled and moved her hips and legs so her brightly colored skirt swung back and forth. You stepped up next to her with a soft smile, making her turn towards her bedroom door and reach for the handle, “Now it’s your turn to help me move in!” She gave you a sly smile, knowing you would love this detail, “I need a lot of help decorating.”

Your eyes lit up in happiness, your face not revealing it in its entirety but a small smile did form on your lips.

You grabbed the door knob with her, “What are we waiting for then?!”

Mirabel laughed.

The next week went on with the Madrigal family settling back into the Castillo with as much grace and understanding under the new miracle Mirabel had created. Unfortunately, because Mirabel was the creator of this miracle you found yourself not her personal servant as often anymore. It meant you had to resume the extra duties of head of servitude (which, admittedly, were not as fun as goofing around with Mirabel all day).

You usually wake her up most days. It meant a good morning routine and a great way to start off the day as she would sing while you fixed her hair and tended to her curls. Her eyes would scrunch behind her glasses as you scolded her for being such a “wiggly worm” and “oruga tonta”.

So often her Majesty the Queen Alma Madrigal would come into Mirabel’s room in the morning. You would have to take a step back as your mistress would run up to her abuela and kiss her cheek and ask her how she slept. It was clear that they had repaired their relationship and were eagerly growing it as the days went on.

“Might I borrow the room, miss?” Reina Alma had asked of you on the first morning back in the saddle.

You bowed, “Yes your su Majestad,” You kept your head down in proper etiquette with your hands placed together at your midsection, walking past the queen with kindness.

You were anxious. Mirabel was whisked away more and more by her grandmother, and while you were so excited for her you knew what it meant. Less time with you! What you saw as your little sister was finally growing up and it pained you a little. You didn’t know why. You practically felt like her second mom. You watched her grow from lost in the world to understanding her place.

Perhaps you wished to continue to have that life guidance for her. It gave you a lot of meaning.

When Mirabel was advising her grandmother, you busied yourself with the other tasks demanded of your head of servitude job. That included but was not limited to meal preparations, cleaning, making beds, washing laundry, explaining to Camilo that he has to understand that he cannot go into the female servants quarters even if he was “technically a female servant right now”, and finding meaningless ways to make even more spaces within the Castillo aesthetically appealing.

There were a few times in that week you would reorganize a room just for the heck of it to give you some purpose, and Castillo’s tiles and walls would shift, rattling and making a satisfying domino effect, pushing the furniture back into its proper places. This was often accompanied by a sigh, because you knew Castillo could tell you weren’t doing it for your job, but rather, for your own fulfillment.

It was getting boring. You loved your job, but it seemed without purpose. Mirabel was growing up and doing what she was born to do- be the real miracle.

You found yourself often going back to Julieta or Agustin during this time to assist them- Agustin because he was always clumsy and needed help with something, Julieta because you could never shake the feeling that she felt like “mom”. About halfway through the week, an interesting conversation happened in the kitchen.

“Agustin appreciates the attention you’ve been giving him despite the fact he already has three personal servants to keep him out of trouble,” Julieta smiled at you, her down turned brown eyes warm as you mixed dough, her hands busy kneading it.

A lot of servants helped her cook, and they all bustled around with ingredients and bowls and utensils of all kinds. The smell in the kitchen was amazing, absolutely estupendo.

“Of course la dama, anything to help the amazing Madrigals,” You replied, smiling at her work. What a unique gift. All she needed to do was lay her hands on the food at some point or another in the process and have it possess that healing power.

“You might need to get used to it,” Daniela, a kitchen maid, skidded past, only a few years older than you. She put a bowl into the oven, using the fireplace poker to make sure the heat stayed consistent on the food, “I’ve heard Mirabel and her Majesty Reina Alma are getting close. Almost like she is her heiress.”

You paused, shooting her a glance as Julieta chuckled and shook her head a little, “Mamá still has some kick in her and Mirabel is still only a child, una adolescente, she’s just 15. That won’t be happening soon.” She looked down, and you noticed despite her words she had a giant, proud, motherly smile on her face for her daughter. Always in her corner, just like you.

“Still,” María, the second kitchen maid and Julieta’s own personal servant, butted in, “Soon to become a royal advisor I’m sure of it.” The older woman set a cutting board down and began to carefully chop up some fresh cilantro, “Perhaps even her own personal asesora real, considering all the advice she's giving Her Reina already,” María sounded more logical, as if stating the simple facts. She glanced up to look between you and Julieta.

“Probably due to be on the royal court this week alone,” Daniela chirped, ever the dramatic gossiper.

“I’d hope,” You burst, finally speaking up. You beat the liquids and powder in the bowl in front of you with much unbridled vigor that it became mixed as one within seconds, touching the rim and coating one of your thumbs with the batter, “After all these years pushing her to the wayside they finally recognize her talent- oh no! No longer a pequeña oruga, eating up resources and an unpleasant sight. But no, now she's a una hermosa mariposa, glowing with a new miracle… As if she wasn’t already and wasn’t that always!”

The kitchen completely stills. Both maids and her majesty Juileta all stare at you and the paused image of your aggressively beaten batter and downcast gaze.

You take your hands off the bowl, lower your head so your scalp is visible to the royal Madrigal in the room, bowing with your hands clutched at your midsection, “I beg your pardon mi señora, I don’t know what got into me.”

Julieta gives you a small, sympathetic look. She nodded to her two other maids, and both resumed their duties as if not being bothered at all. She turned to you, putting a gentle, caring hand on your tense shoulder, “My dear, levanta la cabeza,” she put a hand under your chin and tilted it up to meet her eyes, “Let’s have a moment, shall we? To the pantry, let’s go.”

Julieta led you with a hand on your back in the most mothering way you could imagine, whispering, “Danos un momento, ladies,” to her maids as she took you into the pantry closet, closing the door behind her.

The smell of spices, fresh herbs, and dried meats and proteins hit your nose the moment you were inside. You turned to her majesty, scrambling, “I’m so sorry. I feel she is slipping away from me-”

“Shh! Shh…” Julieta gently calmed you, rubbing soothing circles on your back, “Honey, I would know how you’re feeling. I’m her mother. Mirabel deserves this, yes, but it feels so whip-lashed for sure.. One moment she comes crying to your side and now she is the heart of the Encanto, what keeps the magic breathing and alive..” she gazed proudly at nothing in particular, before blinking rapidly and looking back at you. “But I know you, and I know this is more than that.”

You sigh softly, “I just… if she moves on, gets all this power and fulfillment… mine will go. What will I do as my job? Will I ever be happy in my job again?” You shrug then turn your head to the side, not meeting Juileta’s gaze, “Would I have to resign as head of servitude? Leave my job?”

“Gracious mija! Calm down…” Julieta frantically grabbed one of your hands, making your head turn back to her.

She gave a worried look, lips pursed and one corner pushed up. Her warm chocolate colored eyes gazed at you for a moment, making sure you were calm and adding extra comfort by being warm and assuring, before she continued to speak, “We all love you here in the Castillo.” She squeezed your hand softly, “If you were to leave I’m sure the other servants and half of the Madrigal’s ourselves would riot-“

This caused you to laugh a little, making Julieta’s smile grow a little bigger. She went on, “You were destined for this, I held you in my hands as an adorable bebita right here in the walls of the El Castillo de Encanto, and you love it! Why leave?”

“Because I don’t know what’s going to happen and I feel out of control,” you breathed, rushing it out as you gazed at Julieta genuinely. Your brows were furrowed so tight in fear of the admittance and the vulnerability you were in at that moment. You knew your forehead wrinkles probably look ridiculous looking back on it.

Julieta stared at you a moment, her eyes almost looking confused before they lit with a spark of understanding, “Ah…” She brought you in for a hug, “Oh mija… do not carry that on your shoulders… you were a little girl… there was no way you could control anything…”

You knew she was talking about your mom and dad.

“You think… that’s where this started?”

“Yes bebita,” she pulled away from the hug with a small smile, “It was how your mother and father coped too. When they were stressed they ran to control.. rules and order. Sí, I think that’s it for you. You like to feel in control because you felt so out of control when that happened. I’m letting you know right now you can relax, honey. The Madrigal’s and Mí Sobregoneta Familia will always take care of you. Come, come, let’s finish cooking dinner-“

You nodded, trying to lean into her words. It made sense in your head but your stomach felt uneasy still. However, logically you knew her majesty was right. Julieta could read you as if you were one of her own daughters.

By the time dinner had been served your rapidly beating heart had quieted and your mind was at a little bit more ease.

However, your boredom and lack of personal servitude would soon come to a screeching halt.

“I now announce you as his majesty Bruno Madrigal’s personal servant.”

Queen Alma Madrigal was smiling with her chin up, crown glistening, and back straight with each of her hands placed together in front of her.

You looked similar. A perfect straight back with knees slightly bent in a bow and knuckles white from gripping your hands together at your middle. However, you didn’t have a smile. You knew your eyes were big and face drained of color.

That morning started out how it usually did. How it always did. Waking Mirabel up and singing with her as you gently put oils into her curly hair. You decided to brush it back and keep the top of her hair in a cute little ponytail. The sun was warm, and her giggles were sweet, and she had no malicious intentions in her eyes behind those green glasses while she excitedly exclaimed she had a surprise for you.

When Reina Alma entered the room you bowed as you usually did, not a wrinkle in your skirt nor a stutter in your posture. However, it was when they both opened their mouths and had you rise from your bow that things got very very off schedule.

More so, completely flipped around.

And now her majesty Queen Alma Madrigal has assigned you a whole new job after the one you had exclusively been in since you were a teenager.

“Oh geez please don’t look like that!” Mirabel walked over to you and grabbed your upper arms, making you look at her. She gave her usual dorky smile, “This is literally perfect for you!”

“Mí mijo,” Alma stepped forwards, whispering as she took a more casual stance with you- something so surprising since the Queen really, really cared about her royalty and the whole strict regime that went with it, “He’s… Struggling. He is always late to family dinner. He’s not getting up on time. He’s too nervous to use his gift and to go out into town. We have tried what we can to convince him, and he…” she stopped, swallowing, looking at her granddaughter.

The bright butterfly continued for her royal family member, “He refuses a personal servant. I think he’s just shy. Maybe embarrassed. And probably really scared.” She smiled at you softly, pushing up her glasses and continuing, “He really needs some order and routine right now.”

Okay, now she was clearly trying to cater to you.

Queen Alma stepped forward and stooped down a little to your eye level so you could see her scalp, placing her royal, magical hand on your shoulder and it made you feel so humbled. However, she herself humbled instead, looking into your eyes and meekly begging, “You did such a wonderful job making sure Mirabel grew up, despite my best efforts, knowing she was good enough and could be happy.” You relished a little bit in how the Queen openly admitted her faults when it came to Mirabel, and you relished even more in the small, soft, warm smile the two shared after her words. “You are so talented and wonderful at what you do. You clearly care for the El Castillo de Encanto, the magic itself, and our family. Extend your helping hand to me, once again, but allow me to ask for the betterment this time,” Alma moved to stand up straight, putting her hand under your chin with her fingers curled in so only the knuckle of her pointer finger gently nudged your chin upwards too, “Mí Brunito needs you. I believe your magic touch-“ her lips curled in a small smile making you smile too- “will break him out of his shell and let him relax in his new life. I want more than anything to let my son know he is valued by the Encanto, by our blessing, by our family, and more so, to be proud of himself the way I am now so much more proud of him.”

You let out a sigh exclusively from your nose, shutting your eyes for a moment.

Everything made sense. You had to let go of Mirabel. She is grown up now. You were being put in a position where you were needed most.

You thought of your dad. How he used to take care of Bruno. How he implored people to be kinder, how he saw his master and friends true nature and how it deeply distressed him when nobody would see it too.

You thought of what happened when Bruno disappeared.

You opened your eyes. You wanted to fulfill the legacy set before you by two people just as loving and passionate as you were.

You have a small nod, looking between both of the Madrigals, “I would be honored to take his majesty Bruno Madrigal as my master.”

Both of them smiled. Soon, there were four arms wrapped around you in a hug.

In the distance you heard the faint noise of sand in the wind.

Fair warning, future chapters will have smut. 18+ I will tag it when it's appropriate Correct me on any spellings, bad grammar, and ESPECIALLY on poor translation. Thoughts? Feelings? If you have none: what kind of royal would *you* be?

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cheesy-cryptid · 2 years

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Hear me out... Agustín playing the piano and tiny Naci waddling up, staring in awe. Then there's some nephew-uncle bonding and Naci's desire to play music

OKAY NGL THIS SCENARIO IS SOOO CUTE 😭🥹 Imagine Agustin teaching Nacio about music and like over the years they play songs together as a bonding activity at every chance they get 🥹 . I wanna drop some angsty ideas too, i like to imagine Agustin would also look out for baby Ignacio after Bruno disappeared because he knows his little nephew finds comfort in music . So like from this shared interest, Nacio would grow up honing his skills and passion in music through his Tio Agustin’s help.

ive also been saving this ask to post it on good ol’ Agustin’s birthday too, SORRY IF IT TOOK SO LONG ANON

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lunatic-flores · 2 years

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𝑨𝒏 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓.

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ; 𝐴𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑜 reveals (𝘠/𝘕)'𝘴 secret to the town's healer, resulting something unexpected.

ꗰ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 : i love angst, sorry not sorry guys.

⊰᯽⊱┈──╌❊╌──┈⊰᯽⊱

The sound of a knife cutting some ingredients can be heard from the kitchen, Julieta silently cutting some carrots while her mind was drowning into the void of emptiness.

She just lost her child, oh her precious child.

The smile, laughters, crying, and giggles couldn't be erased that easily from her box of memories. She hissed in pain as she accidently cut one of her fingers, again.

It is unbelieveable that she didn't use her gift to heal them, all the scars and cuts are still there. As if she's keeping them so she can see how badly she hurts herself just to focus back on her chores.

Alma kept telling her to see the bright side, but what if the bright side was her only child that just died of unknown reason? Her mother completely understood how she feels, but seeing the healer couldn't heal herself is now a different situation to handle.

Agustin is always there for her, even though he had some hard time for himself too. Isabela's moodswings is a total disaster after losing her sibling, Luisa couldn't help but blamed herself - thinking that she's not reliable enough, and Mirabel, well - she hasn't been really active since the tragedy.

“Ay, Julieta! You hurt yourself again.” Julieta's twin, none other than Pepa is already stood next to her while handing a single bunuelo. “Please, hermana. Just this once, atleast stop the blood..” she looked into her twin's round brown eyes in worried.

Julieta stare at the bunuelo for a while, then a flash of memory came to her endless mind.

“i'm fine, Corazón. It's just a small cut, no need to worry—” the town's healer was holding her finger that accidently got cut when cutting some onions. Though, her little one was there on the rescue.

“No, Mamá! You have to eat the bunuelos or else i won't use your gift to heal myself too!” her child pouts as the little one crossed her arms. Julieta flinch at the sudden words, she quickly put her hands on her hips.

“i never teach you to raise your tone at the elders, mi amor. But if you really want me to heal myself with the bunuelos, then alright!” her child's face immediately shone as she watched the mother ate up the food as the cut began to fade away.

When she finish her bunuelo, she felt someone was hugging her waist, “I'm sorry for raising my tone, i won't do it again ... It's just - you make me worry, Mamá.” the litte one trembles as her negative thoughts started to swim freely.

Julieta smile at her child, she quickly pick them up then attack their face with kisses. “It's okay, mi amor - i'm also sorry for making you worry!” she cheers her up, seeing (Y/N) smile again sparks the softness in her heart again.

Her child giggles at her while cupping her face carefully, “I love you, Mamá!”

She became silent. there were no longer any words to describe the absence of emotion within her heart. she went from arguing to being upset, now feeling nothing at all. she became silent because her child were no longer there for her.

Julieta take the bunuelo from her twin gratefully, then she eat it slowly as she taste the delicious flavor that took some nostalgic feelings from her heart.

And when she finish, she look at the fibger that just got cut began to heal itself. She laughs in soft - patheticly.

“You have no idea,” she says, then pauses, trying to pull herself together before she speaks again.

“You have no idea how hard it is to see the face of someone that you once loved every single day.”

She pauses again, wiping the tears out of her eyes. Pepa carefully rubs her back in circles.

"But you know what's even harder?"

She waits a moment, wanting to let out the feeling she's been hiding as much as it hurts her. “Losing them in front of our eyes before you could reach for them.”

With every lies she's been crumbling and dying inside, wanting to save her child with all her might more than anything from that day, that day was a complete nightmare which kept traumatizing her.

But this world was against her, she couldn't fight. So, the world steal her child so easily out of her sight. Julieta kept praying for their safety, but betrayal came out of nowhere as she saw her child's gravestone was already - prepared.

Pepa couldn't help herself but trying her best to hold back, as the sky above Encanto turned very dark. And when her tears fall, the rain started to fall too.

The redhead pull her twin and engulf her in her arms, as she let Julieta cries silently on her shoulder. Every member of the family was devasted when they lose someone who's just so precious. And the rain didn't help them either.

Several minutes have pass, Julieta and Pepa are already calm themselves again. “I'm so sorry, mi hermana. It must be so painful for you, but just so you know that we are still here for you and your little one will always alive in your heart.”

Julieta smile at her twin as she give her a thankful yet warm hug again, after that, they began to separate to their own ways and their chores.

As usual, the town's healer cooked some foods for those people who are still in need even though they started to understand the pressure of the healer had been carry. Dinner is almost ready, The Madrigals are preparing the table, plates, glasess and etcetera. Mirabel is confused at first when she sees Isabela wrapping herself in (Y/N)'s blanket.

“Why are you wearing that?” Luisa asks, the elder daughter laughs nervously, “Well, you know, i missed my little sister so— i use this to prevent myself from the sadness!” she dramatically respon then wrapping her sisters with the blanket.

“Woah— Isa! We still need to help prepare the dinner!” Mirabel exclaimed in annoyance, trying to free herself from her sister's strong grasp. Luisa easily let herself go then help Mirabel from Isabela's wrath.

“You two are no fun!” she pouts, Mirabel can only rolls her eyes as Luisa smiles awkwardly. “Come on, let's go help the others.” Luisa began to carry Isabela too then put her sisters on her shoulder.

After they prepare the Dinner, Julieta took a sit between Isabela and Mirabel. She notices that there's an empty chair next to Luisa, and it was (Y/N)'s used to sit. Their eyes widen when one of them forgot to take the chair away.

Casita moves the floor to take the chair far away from the dining room, making everyone glance at Julieta. Trying to make sure that she's feeling alright. Thankfully, the healer didn't show any negative respond as she nodded her head in understand the situation.

It broke her heart when she remember that (Y/N) is no longer with her, Isabela slowly put the blanket on her mother's shoulder then flash her a soft smile.

“Thank you, mi vida. I really need this.” the mother spoke in gentle tone, even though it's mix with her emotions. Isabela soften her gaze, “No problem, Mamá.”

Everyone are eating their dish silently, no one brave enough to utter a single word from their mouth. Until Antonio decided to break the heavy atmosphere.

“Tía, i have ... Something for you!” the youngest boy smile at his aunt playfully.

“Really? What is it Tonito?” Julieta asks in wonder, the young boy take a single tape recorder out of his satchel then give it to the town's healer as Julieta carefully examine it.

‘ (Y/N) Madrigal ’

“It's (Y/N)'s tape recorder, i found it on the plant next to your door!” the boy inform everyone, Julieta look at her nephew then smiles, “Thank you, Antonio.” She hold the tape gently, glad that she can found one of her child's memory.

“is it alright if we play it now? I want to see what she's been recording...” Camilo asks then his sister nudge him to stay silent. “You're making tía nervous, hermanito.” Dolores whispers to his ear making him forcefully swallow.

“Agustin, Amor, can you play it please?” Julieta give him the tape recorder then let the husband take some parts to play the tape recorder. And when he's ready, Agustin glance at his wife, waiting for her confirmation.

Julieta caught herself holding her own breath, as she nodded her head to her husband. With that, Agustin play the recorder to show it to everyone.

The screen is glitching at first, but not long after, they can hear someone is groaning from the screen.

“Ughh, por favor!”

The Madrigal Family widen their eyes, as the screen began to show (Y/N)'s face. The young latter who just turned 12 is recording herself after the party.

Her eyes was scanning the whole recorder, “Okay, i think this thing works quite well ...” she nervously fiddled her fingers. “Ahem, Tonight i just turn— ... Uhhh what year old again? Right, 12. I am 12 years old now, Everyone was happy and enjoying the party,”

Julieta can feel that her heartbeat has calm down for a little bit, after she can hear her child's voice. Oh, what an angelic voice to hear.

“i don't know why but i uhh— ... I feel, a little bit left out i guess? I'm not sure, i tried my best to enjoy the party too but um ..— i think i'm being too selfish.” (Y/N) pondered at her own thoughts.

Everyone at the room can feel the tension from (Y/N)'s recorder as if it's effecting them too. “What am i talking about— i enjoy the party! Maybe sneaking some arepas with Camilo won't hurt ...” the latter's eyes flickers back to the recorder.

“Oops! Gotta keep the recorder by myself!” she sang then turn off the recorder. All the attention turns to Camilo, as if they're asking him how much did they steal from the kitchen.

He can only sighs in defeat, “Me and (Y/N) kinda ... Take a whole plate sooo—” when his eyes met with his aunt, he began to ducked his head in embarassment. “—Sorry.”

Agustin played the recorder again, then screen showing (Y/N), is sewing a teddy bear. She huffs in annoyance, “I should've let Mirabel help me ... But i got this!” (Y/N) showed the teddy bear she sewed to the recorder.

“This is quite a failed one but— still worth it! Alright, if i gave this teddy to Mama i'm sure she'll rip off the chest so she can get a surprise!” she exclaimed childeshly, Julieta widen her eyes as she stood from her sit making everyone looking at her.

“What's wrong, Julie?” Bruno asks in concern, her eyes shift to her family then ran off to the kitchen to get the teddy (Y/N) gave to her. After that, she also bring a scissor then goes to the dining room again.

“I'm going to cut it open.” she spoke in full confidence, even though Luisa can see her mother's hands are shaking violently. “Let me do it for you..” she replies in quick, as Luisa take the teddy and the scissor from her mother then cut the chest of the teddy.

Something clicking can be heard, so she cut it open quickly. Luisa pulls apart the fuzzy skin and cotton innards, it surprises Luisa when she found a paper and a little white box.

“A letter, for Mama.” she gave the paper along with the white box. Letting the town's healer read the letter slowly,

Dear Mama,

I know this might sounds a bit rude of me but - i'm really, really mad at you.

I'm mad at you because your endless kindness

I'm mad at you because your precious kisses

I'm mad at you because your selflessness.

I'm mad at you because your gentle tone

If you think that's alright and we, your children, don't need to repay your endless kindness and etcetera, prepare yourself from our love for you, my love for you!

Just you wait, Mama. I will be there for you, and if i can't be close to you - i'll be in your deepest heart!

P. S : please don't blame yourself just because you gave birth to me with a weak heart! XP

Julieta can feel her tears fall again, she grab the letter little tight, resulting the letter began to crumble on her hands.

Her heart was throbbing insanely as if it could burst at any moment. Agustin slowly play another video of his child. And it was skipped to the part where (Y/N) was 14.

(Y/N) stare at the recorder for a while, until she spoke in soft tone “I miss you so much Mama, i know you're so busy for these ... past few weeks but just so you know that's it's just the loneliness speaking ...— If I go back to you then I'm not allowing myself to feel true love and— allow myself to grow up.”

(Y/N) couldn't help smiling sadly at herself, “What we had was— nice ... And I wish it was real but we both know it was only real for me. I'll always think about you— ... but I refuse to let myself go back to you. I know what I deserve now and we both know you can't give it to me.”

Julieta didn't understand what was her child speaking, did she missed so many problem that her child bear alone? She held the white box close to her chest as if it could dissapear by itself.

“The rain have ceased even though it was not tia Pepa who did the rain, and we have been graced by another beautiful day,” the teenager look at the window then soften her gaze.

“But you're not here to see it with me, Mama.”

More than anyone Julieta have lost, (Y/N) was always be the most missed. She took up a lot of Julieta's heart and she have taken some parts with her. And after that, her heart seems incomplete without (Y/N) here. Sometimes she just feel like hugging her child, just to check up on her.

But what good is in that? It'll only open up the wounds more. The feeling of missing someone hurts, but not knowing how they are and what they are doing that really gets to her because the person already gone.

Julieta can feel her three daughters are now comforting her as best as they can, she smiles at them then let her husband play another video. This time, she was with Antonio.

“When I was little, your tia and I cooked in the kitchen, i smelled like a churn, guineas and chickens strutted the porch.

When we left, Abuela would stand in her garden and wave. I'd watch her a long time, leaning out the window. My mother would say little on the way home after healing the people in town, her eyes now and then filling with tears.

Perhaps she was thinking of that garden, the one she tried to replicate year after year, every last pole bean and zinnia, the one she left to me.”

Antonio seems enjoying her story as he shift himself comfortably. Letting (Y/N) hugged him for a while until Antonio asked somethin unexpected.

“(Y/N), are you an angel?”

Everyone became silent as they watched the video carefully. Fortunately, Antonio is now sleeping in his mother's arms, so he won't know which video they are watching.

“What?”

“My friend's mom told me that those who have marked wrists are angels!” Antonio exclaimed happily after he noticed some scars on his cousin's arm.

“Sadly tonito, i'm not an angel, not in this world.” She rejects the idea of being the angelic creature, it looks more suit if it's mention to Isabela.

“Of course you are, My friend's mom said that only angels harm themselves because they don't like life on earth.

This world is destroying them so they try to return to heaven again. They are too sensitive to the pain of others and their own!”

(Y/N) never thought to harm herself, though the scars on her arms just an anccident, so she just agree with her littler cousin “You know, your friend is very wise.” Antonio laughed at her happily, “Thank you, my friend is also an angel but she has already returned home.”

(Y/N) soften her gaze then asked, “Did you miss her?” Antonio fell silent for a moment, “Yeah, i miss her so much!”

After that, the video goes black for a while then turned to (Y/N) where she's now 19.

“I think this is the last one,” she mutters quitely, “I don't know what to say in here but if you find this video - meanings that i'm already ... Gone.”

Julieta can feel that her daughter was looking at her through the screen, “if you're Mama, i wanted to tell you that— uhh... I finally see myself the way you always do, and thank you for taking care of me.

Your kindness and love are the best gift i've received. Please— ... Please don't be sad, even though i'm already gone because of this weak heart of mine...”

Julieta's heart broke into million piece, her tears never stopped to fall from her brown eyes as she bite her lip, “i will always be in your heart, Mama. If you found the necklace, i'd be forever grateful and happy if you wear it.”

(Y/N) smiled for the last time then coughing violently as they see some bloods are dripping from her hands, she wiped the blood with her ruana, “Dios Mio.” and then the video ended.

Julieta wanted to scream so badly, but it will waste her energy. So she open up the white box then take the golden necklace to see the engraved name on it.

‘ Mi Mama - Julieta. ’

Since that day, Julieta never take off her precious necklace. Making the ‘Angel’ above her smiles happily.

⊰᯽⊱┈──╌❊╌──┈⊰᯽⊱

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yandereencantosimp · 2 years

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Yandere! Julieta and Agustin headcanons

It was probably Agustin who found you first due to his clumsiness.

Agustin then told Julieta who became very obsessed.

Agustin is probably the least dangerous out of the two, because he is less obsessed with you then Julieta is.

When Julieta hugs you, you can barley even breath.

The first time you tried to escape, you twisted your ankle, then they caught you, giving you a scolding. Julieta also gave you food to help your ankle heal

They are very gentle and forgiving yanderes.

when they punish you, they don't hurt you that bad. They don't break your legs like other yanderes would do. They would only chain you up etc etc.

No one else can touch you without there permission.

#Encanto #Yandere Encanto #Yandere Encanto x reader #Encanto x reader #Encanto imagine #Yandere Encanto imagine #Headcanons #Yandere headcanons #Yandere x reader #Julieta x reader #Agustin x reader #Yandere Julieta x reader #Yandere Agustin x reader #Julieta Madrigal #Agustin Madrigal #Yandere Julieta Madrigal #Yandere Agustin Madrigal #Julieta my beloved #Agustin my beloved

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rotten-strawberrie · 2 years

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Hi Berry! I see you write for Mirabel 👀 she’s my age and I relate to her a lot! Can you do her and possibly burnt out gifted kid!reader? No worries if not, we just followed haha. I think you’re p great on vibes alone!

:O hi !! aaa you're so kind to me^^ of course I can do that for you , and I hope you have some time to rest , love you <33

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order for :Bubba gum - mirabel x burntout , gifted kid reader

genre : fluff

warnings : none

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mirabel chuckled when she watched you flop down on her bed. casita using its floorboards to make sure you landed only on the soft parts.

" tough day ? "

" hhHhn- "

" I'll take that as a yes , " she sat down next to you , holding a small box in her lap , unnoticed by you since your face was deep in her comforter.

she rested a hand on your lower back , rubbing softly , " I know i can't magically make you feel better like my mom , and i cant read your mind , but I'm here to talk whenever you need "

you turned to see her smile , loving eyes creased to match , " thank you , I appreciate it , "

she leant over , wiping a stray tear of appreciation you hadn't known had fallen , " I made you something , "

she slowly held out the box , moving it as if it were a train before setting it down on your tummy , tickling you on accident

you laughed , sitting up properly to unwrap the box , pulling out a small sewn animal , your favorite animal to be exact , hand sewn with a few decorative patches , your favorite colors adorned with a collar

" they're adorable !! I don't have anything for you though , "

" no worries ! spend the day relaxing with me and we can call it even -? " punctuated with an eyebrow raise

" it's a trade offer I'm willing to accept "

she laughed in victory , leaping gently to lay on you , squishing your cheeks together

she pressed a peck to your cheek , laughing into it " ill try and cheer you up , okay ? "

#encanto imagine #encanto #mirabel madrigal #mirabel x reader #encanto x reader #pepa madrigal #camilo madrigal #luisa madrigal #isabella madrigal #dolores madrigal #julieta madrigal #pedro madrigal #agustin madrigal #antonio madrigal #bruno madrigal

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ilovekazuhaa · 2 years

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hola!! could you please write a julieta x fem! reader, where julieta and Agustin were dating, but juli’s pretty much cheating on him, with y/n. y/n didn’t know she had a bf. y/n and Agustin get into a pretty heated argument, and Agustin breaks up w julieta, and y/n also “breaks up” with juli, leaving her torn.

if you do, thank you sm! i love your works!! <3

The one(s) that got away

julieta x fem reader

genre: angst hehehe

sorry kinda had to make agustin a little homophobic for this lololool forgive me i love him but for the sake of the story he’s terrible >:(

“I’ll be back before sundown” a 25 year old Julieta told her childhood lover before she planted one last kiss on his lips and pulled away from his gentle touch.

“Ayy mi amor, do you really have to go?” Agustin asks, standing up from his chair and bringing Julieta in close again like he had her before. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her chest towards his as he ran his hands through her hair and took in her familiar scent. Her giggles filled his ears and it brought a smile to his lips.

“Seriously Agustin! I have to go now, my mom will be expecting me!” Julieta said, managing to wiggle out of his grip and grab her things “I won’t be gone forever, I swear.”

She kissed his neck and pushed him away as uncontrollable laughter enveloped the two of them.

As she walked away towards the exit of Agustin’s home, he quickly grabbed her wrist and touched foreheads with his girlfriend. It never failed to cause a loving eye roll from her.

“You promise?” Agustin’s said, holding out his pinky as he gazed at her lovingly. The way Julieta looked back at him made butterflies grow in his stomach. He was so in love and was so ready to marry her. Her was going to ask her soon enough.

“I promise” Julieta responded, interlocking pinkies with him before she left one last kiss on his forehead and turned around to walk away.

“Te quiero mami” Agustín said, watching the love of his life walk away, his eyes wandering around her body.

At this point, Julieta had already opened the door and slightly turned her her head so that she could see him from the corner of her eye.

“I love you more mi vida” she responded, walking out the door and gently closing it with a doting smile on her face.

Walking to the town square, she thought about what she was going to do with Agustin by sundown when she returned home from work. As she thought about it, her mind wandered to the people she could possibly see there while she worked, and you somehow came up. The more she allowed herself to think of you, she felt her heart skip a few beats and she scurried the rest of the way to her stand where she knew you’d be near.

When she arrived, she saw you handing out flowers from your garden to people, mostly children. Julieta watched you greet people with your warm smile and kind words as you handed them the flowers you grew with all of your love and care. She continued watching and saw that when you kneeled down to one of the children, he tucked a little yellow flower behind your ear and the smile that followed made her weak in the knees. It was an amazing sight and you were so beautiful. The way the sun shone on your skin and how your hair flowed in the soft breeze and the smile that tugged at your lips was somehow brighter than anything she had ever seen. She then watched you thank the child and hug him, sending goosebumps all over your girlfriend’s body.

Julieta loved how naturally good you were with kids and it made her fall even more in love with you. God she could never get enough of this sight. A wave of nervous butterflies washed over the woman when your gaze found her, your eyes softening as you two walked over to each other to meet in the middle. Julieta found herself smiling so much her cheeks hurt and her hands that held the baked goods in a basket fell numb. She felt like a little schoolgirl talking to her crush.

“Work can wait for now” she thought.

“What’s got you all smiley eh? You in love or something?” you asked when you reached her, taking the basket out of her hand and gently placing it on the ground. You took ahold of her soft hands and rubbed them with your thumb. You then raised one of them to your mouth, your lips gently brushing along her knuckles.

“Yeah. With you.” The woman told you, giggling as her cheeks tinted a bright pink color.

You scoffed as your cheeks started to match hers and you wrapped your arms around her legs, under her butt as you picked her up and spun her around. She was as light as a feather and she was so comfortable in your grasp. Julieta’s squeals that followed made you form a smile that would never fade.

“God I could just kiss you!” you said excitedly, putting her down and stepping back to look at the sight before you.

All you saw was an adult looking child with innocent eyes that stared back at you and was about to say “again” because she loved the way you twirled her.

“Then do it…” Julieta paused “At the river!” she exclaimed, giving you a quick peck on the cheek before she took off running. Thank god you had quick reflexes because you were running after her, the large basket of baked goods in hand.

“Hey Julieta wait! That’s not fair you got a headstart! And you kinda forgot something!”

That run to the river really made you work for that kiss, and for the meal you two were going to share. She was never not smiling when she was with you.

But one thought remained at the back of her mind and stuck out like a sore thumb…

How was she ever going to choose between you and Agustin?

Julieta was seeing the two of you at the same time, without one knowing about the other. She kept telling herself that she was in love with the both of you and she couldn’t bear to hurt either of you, knowing that she was going to have both of you, or neither.

She didn’t know how this happened, it’s not like it was planned or anything. One thing led to another and she somehow ended up with a girlfriend and a boyfriend. But that didn’t change anything. She still gave you guys unconditional love, care, and energy.

The moment either of you would find out she knew that you two were going to fight each other for the sake of the woman you loved most. Julieta felt immense guilt and the only thing she could do was push down her emotions and hide them until she could figure out a solution… The woman didn’t want to accept that if either of you found out it would hurt you guys and she’d lose you two in a second. She just needed some time.

But some time wasn’t enough for what was in store for her.

Before you knew it, your relationship with Julieta had lasted almost a year and your love’s birthday was coming up. You kind of had an idea of what to get her, since she told you her favorite things were plants and chocolate. So during that afternoon while she was home with her mother and siblings planning for her 26th birthday, you decided it was best to go get her a gift. You walked to the plaza, where all the stands were selling little knick knacks, foods, clothing, and much more.

As you walked through the crowds, a small stand that was titled “Sweets and more” caught your eye so you thought it wouldn’t hurt to stop by for a little. The closer you got to the shop, the more it revealed. It was run by an old woman with long white hair and she was talking to a tall man in a dark blue suit and glasses that also seemed interested. When you finally stopped in front of the stand, the woman was talking to the man about chocolate as well.

“So you say she likes chocolate eh?” she said, handing the man a heart shaped box with little chocolates inside “This is our newest chocolate with the best quality and ingredients! I promise you she’ll love it!” the elderly woman insisted “So whaddya say?”

“Give me a few minutes to think about it hm? I want to make sure this is perfect for her” the man softly spoke, voice filled with nothing but kindness.

You watched how gentle and kind he was to the woman, he was no dummy or one that could be easily swayed. He seemed very relaxed and outgoing, but very serious at the same time. As he examined the red heart box with a red ribbon tied in a knot, his glasses slightly fell off his face and his hair fell over his eyes as well but he quickly fixed himself. He cocked his head and mumbled to himself, and you couldn’t help but watch. Something about him seemed… enticing.

“So what about you señorita? Is there anything you’re looking for?” the white haired woman asked, snapping you out of your trance.

You jolted and your eyes darted to her “U-uh yes I’m looking for some chocolate. Do you happen to have any here?” you asked nervously. You tended to ask dumb questions when you were nervous.

“Well of course we do!” she responded “What type are you looking for today? White chocolate? Milk chocolate? Dark chocolate?”

You watched the woman reach for 3 different crates and pulled a red heart shaped box out of each of them and presented it to you. She watched you tap your chin and think about which flavor Julieta would enjoy the most based on previous experiences.

“Milk chocolate please.”

She then urged you to get the box in the middle and you grabbed it. It was wrapped in plastic so you couldn’t open it to even see how the chocolate looked like. Now you know why the man beside you was on the fence about this. The shop didn’t look too reliable and you had never heard of it before either. You gave her a worried look and she just rolled her eyes and said “I’ll let you think about it” as she turned around and began to organize more treats and put them on display.

You contemplated on asking the man next you for advice because you two could probably help each other out on this. He looked just as confused as you so you figured that it wouldn’t hurt.

“Excuse me sir” you said, tapping his shoulder. He was snapped out of his thoughts and looked over at you like you were crazy or something.

“Think I should buy this?” you asked, waving the box as you smiled politely.

His strange expression then turned into one of a smile and he began “You’re asking me huh? I have no idea. But never mind that, who are you getting this for? Maybe that’ll help you decide.”

“Well I’m getting this for my girlfriend for her birthday! She told me one of her favorite things was chocolate so I want to get her something special” you said, looking down at the box.

“No way really?! I’m getting this for my girlfriend too and it’s her birthday. But I’m planning on proposing! She isn’t expecting it and I know she’s gonna be surprised! Especially her mom though, she never approved of me…”

You looked up at him, placing a hand on his shoulder “Don’t let that stop you, if you want to spend the rest of your life with her, don’t let her mom get in the way. She’ll probably die soon anyway.”

This made the man burst out laughing, his laugh louder than you expected and he slapped his knee contently.

“Ayy well I guess you’re right about that. I do love her. A lot” he said, looking down at the chocolates, smiling widely.

“I bet she’d love those chocolates, I mean milk chocolate is the best type there is” you held up your box to show it was the exact same one he had in his hand as well. You both burst out into laughter this time and continued making small talk.

“I’m so sorry I almost forgot to introduce myself! I’m Agustin” the man said, holding out his hand for you to shake “And you are?”

You returned his gesture and shook his hand “I’m Y/N! It’s nice to meet you Agustin. You seem like a nice guy.”

“Thank you Y/N. That’s always a pleasure to hear” Agustin said, pulling his hand away and opened his mouth to speak to you again before the elderly woman interrupted.

“Ahh hello you two. Have you made up your minds on the chocolate?”

You both looked at each other and nodded your heads as you looked back at the woman.

“You bet I have, and yes!” he said.

“Yes, I’ll take it!” you followed.

The both of you quickly took out your money from your pockets and handed it to the old woman before she thanked you and you both waved goodbye. You and Agustin walked side by side, talking more until you reached the large fountain in the middle of town.

“Well Agustin, I’m this way” you pointed to the left, to where home was.

“And I’m to the right” he responded, frowning a bit as he sighed.

“It was nice to meet you!” you told him, shaking his hand once more “Will you be at the Madrigal’s party this weekend?”

The man nodded “I will! I’ll see you there?”

“You will see me there. I can’t wait until then!” you responded “And maybe I could meet your girlfriend too!” you joked, starting to walk away backwards.

He laughed again, wiping a tear from his eye “Yes! And I can meet yours!” the main said, waving back as you both turned around and walked back home.

“She’s just like her”

“He’s just like her”

The weekend finally arrived, and you couldn’t be more excited. Your girlfriend was celebrating her birthday and she was going to be there with her family and you were going to see how her siblings and mother were like since you had never met them before. You were pretty nervous because you still hadn’t picked what you were going to wear. But she invited you to the party, so of course you were going to go so you could be with her and hoped that her mother and siblings would be accepting. After hours of preparation, you ultimately decided to wear a bright yellow dress that reached down to your ankles and you let your hair loose. You then put on your brown espadrille shoes and grabbed Julieta’s gift, which consisted of the chocolates you got her along with some orchids.

Upon arrival, you watched the magical house greet you with its tiles as you walked inside the home. There was loud music playing and the sound of laughter and several conversations filled your ears. You held your gift in hand and looked around for Julieta. You were really nervous and your heart was beating a million miles a minute. Clenching the handle of the gift bag, your eyes darted around the room, looking for that signature pair of brown eyes. You couldn’t wait for the feeling of weight being lifted off your shoulders the moment your eyes would meet.

But actually, it was quite the opposite.

The hand that held on to the little gift bag for your girlfriend had suddenly became loose, falling on the ground and your gentle, shy expression changed to one of anger and hurt when you saw what she was doing.

You saw a man with his arm wrapped around your love, and Julieta looked at him all lovey dovey and tip toed so their lips could meet. You couldn’t see him because his face was hidden in the darkness of the corners of Casita, but something about him seemed familiar nonetheless. Your feelings of anguish took over you and you stormed up to Julieta and this mystery man.

When Julieta noticed you, her face became a extremely pale and she was at a loss for words. You looked so beautiful to her in this moment, but she saw that your face was stained with tears and your heart burned with sorrow. The way you looked at the man that nuzzled his face into her neck next to her made her realize that this was all her fault and the severe damage she caused.

Hot tears blurred your vision as you looked down at the first woman you had ever loved in your life. This was the first person you had ever completely trusted and allowed yourself to be true with, and she took advantage of it, just like that. There was no way Julieta could tell you it wasn’t what it looked like because it was exactly what it looked like.

When she saw tears spill out of your eyes and your struggle to speak, she wanted nothing more than to kiss you and hold you and tell you sorry over and over until you were okay again.

“J-Julieta… How could you?” you asked. Julieta could hear the pain in your tone.

The woman began “Mi corazon I swear this isn’t what you think I-”

“It’s exactly what I think. And don’t even try saying otherwise. How could you do this? Why would you do this?”

You had so many questions, but not enough answers. How could Julieta give you a valid reason for doing this?

You felt yourself starting to shut down, your body beginning to tremble in extreme anger and shock. You still hadn’t bothered to look up at the man that had previously been kissing Julieta. You did look at their hands because as his arm was wrapped around her shoulder, she held it and locked their fingers together as she calmly stroked his hand with her thumb. This made you want to shrivel up and just disappear. How could you let yourself be stupid enough to think someone could really love you like this?! This was so unfair. Why was she acting like this but said she loved you? What was she trying to do?

People began to pay attention to what was happening and the music stopped as well. Everyone around you was totally dumbfounded as to what was going on and watched the events unfold. You heard several whispers about Julieta being gay or not and many were extremely confused.

“Mi corazon?” you heard someone say, the voice was deep, and sounded familiar “Who the hell is this?” he said calmly, but rudely.

When you finally looked up at the man, you realized it was Agustin, the guy you had met at the sweets stand a few days ago. Your angry expression softened for a moment because you really thought he was a cool guy when you met him.

“Agustin? What are you-”

You were cut off by his screams “GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE NOW!” it startled you and he pointed towards the exit “Julieta wants nothing to do with people of your kind.”

Julieta quickly let go of Agustin and tried to place her hand on your cheek to wipe your tears away but you smacked her hand before it could reach you.

“You’re still trying to do this even after what you’ve done has been revealed to everyone? God now I’m starting to think you feel bad for me” you told her, sarcastically.

You saw the pain in her eyes after you had told her that so coldly, but she deserved it. She really did. But why did you feel so bad about it?

You then looked up at Agustin and he looked angry. His eyebrows were furrowed and he frowned as he clenched his fists. You felt as much anger as he did and if not, even more. Nothing could ever compare to how you felt right now.

“My kind? What the hell is that supposed to mean? I love Julieta and she’s my girlfriend! But I see that she has more important priorities….”

Several gasps could be heard around the room and Agustin was quite shocked. He tried his best to ignore your remark and wanted to get rid of you.

The man pushed Julieta behind him and bent over a little to your level “I said to leave. Julieta wants nothing to do with you and she isn’t gay. I don’t know what kind of fantasy you’ve created in your head but she does not love you. Now leave.”

“Agustin!” you heard Julieta say, trying to get around her boyfriend and to you “Don’t be so harsh!”

He looks back to his girlfriend, eyes filled with rage “Why should I not be harsh? Do you love this thing?! This thing that- that doesn’t follow the way humans are supposed to live?! She’s disgusting! You should’ve seen her at the shop! It was so hard to not say anything remotely rude to her right there!”

Julieta gasps and her eyes dart over to you “Y/N you mean to tell me, you know him?”

You ignore her question and pull out the heart shaped box filled with chocolates you had gotten for her. You held it out to her and Julieta stepped forward to see what it was. Your hand shook as you handed it to her and it broke her heart.

“Happy birthday Julieta. I want to say that I hate you right now, but I’d be lying. I love you so much and you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me.”

A tear fell down your cheek as Julieta carefully took the box and read the note on it. It said “Happy Birthday my love. Can’t believe you’re turning 26 already. Let’s stop by the river tonight to do some “rock skipping”. After the cake of course.”

All Agustin could do was watch in disgust. He could not believe Julieta had actually been seeing a woman while she was with him and he didn’t know how to react. Or what to do or feel.

This brought tears to Julieta’s eyes because she felt so bad for the irreversible damage she caused and she knew you didn’t deserve this at all. You were one of the best things that had ever happened to her and she scolded herself for not understanding the severity of her actions. She didn’t have much time to think because Agustin took the box out of her hands and tossed it to the side on the ground.

“Agustin please!”

“Please what huh? Do you love her? I see the way you’re looking at her right now! Is what she’s saying is true? Are you two dating?” he said angrily, about to explode once again at any given second.

Julieta sighs “Yes it’s true. We’ve been together for a while and at the same time I was with you. I didn’t think it would be like this, I thought I would be able to choose one of you but I just couldn’t I-”

“So what was I to you?”

You and Agustin said this both at the same time, not sparing each other a second glance because if you did, things could get ugly.

Julieta put her hands up in surrender “No! I love you both! It’s just- I didn’t think I could be with the two of you while the both of you knew and I just didn’t understand the severity of it!”

“Well do you get the severity of it now?” Agustin asked rhetorically “If only this disgusting piece of shit beside me hadn’t brainwashed my girlfriend into thinking she was gay this wouldn’t have happened.”

“Agustin, por favor!”

You didn’t even care anymore to answer his remark. You just stood there, tears running down your cheeks while Julieta tried to justify her behavior. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t bring yourself to hate her. It just made you love her even more. And that’s the exact reason you had to let her go.

The woman was freaking out because of how the truth had revealed itself and that now she knew that she was going to lose the two of you now because of this. You watched the man turn his back to you and gently take ahold of Julieta’s chin.

“Julieta I…” the man began, looking down at her “I thought you were serious. Serious about us. But I need to put myself first here. I love you so much, and I always will. But it’s clear that you don’t feel the same. I wish you had just told me you weren’t interested so you didn’t put me through this. These last few months have been the best in my entire life but if there is someone else in the picture we can’t be together….”

Julieta took ahold of Agustin’s hand as he held her and she started to cry “Agustin please. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Please, I can’t live without you.”

“The only way I’d stay with you is if you promised to never talk to her again…” he said, joining Julieta as she glanced at you “But I know you won’t so this is goodbye. I don’t hate you and it’s something I would never even consider” Agustin finally pulled away and tears filled his eyes.

“See you around, Julieta” the man says, giving the woman a sad smile and a tiny wave, turning around and making his way out of the home.

He was a human too, and he was incredibly heartbroken, but he couldn’t bring himself to hate Julieta. For the first time ever that night, he cried over someone, and vowed to never let something like this happen again. He was still so in love with her, but this was what he had to do because it was best for him. He was never going to forget about her though, never.

You stood there, shocked because Agustin had really ended things. You looked at Julieta and she was sobbing, her hands reaching out for anyone that would lend a hand to her, but no one did. Everyone watched as she desperately made her way over to you and dropped to her knees. She held on to your dress and she hugged your legs, almost causing you to lose your balance. She hid her face in your dress as well, her tears staining it terribly.

But for some reason, you didn’t feel a vengeful anger. You felt angry, just at everything else but her. You felt so bad for her, even though this was all her fault. All you felt was dread and sadness in your heart. Was this what being heartbroken felt like? Putting all your time, energy, and love into someone and all they do is just betray you in the worst way possible? You decided that you weren’t going to stay with her because of what she did. Obviously, it was a logical decision. Who says she wouldn’t do something like this again? The woman simply wasn’t loyal. Was it because she hadn’t felt loved enough? Or that she wanted to have both a man and a woman? How long did she plan to keep this a secret for? Who knows. You knew that this was something you were going to have to do, whether you wanted to or not.

“Julieta” you began, your voice was shaky and your tears were now dried up on your cheeks.

Your arms hung at your sides and you had absolutely no energy left to deal with this, but you had to. The entire room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Everyone watched quietly, curious to know what your next move was.

“Julieta” you said again, more stern this time “Look at me.”

The woman slowly looked up at you and she was a complete mess. Her hair was all messy and her bangs were stuck to her forehead because she was sweating and crying so much. Her eyes were like puddles and tears continued to pour out of them and her eyebrows were raised, showing her adorable forehead lines. Her eyelashes were wet too and they looked like a doll’s. Her cheeks were flushed, a light pink color staining them and she rubbed her nose, which was most obviously stuffed because of the way she was breathing. Her lips were as soft and plump as ever, quivering as a teardrop made its way into the corner of her mouth.

“You have to let me go” you told her, your voice breaking. You were going to cry again.

“Y/N please. What I did was a mistake and I’m so sorry” Julieta responded, holding onto you a little bit tighter.

“And this mistake is something you are going to have to live with.”

“Please. I can’t lose you.”

“You already have. Now please, just let me go and don’t make this harder for yourself” you said, tears filling your eyes and threatening to escape once more.

“Y/N please I can change! I won’t go back to him I swear just-”

“JULIETA LET ME GO” you yelled, startling the woman, yourself, and everyone around you.

The woman began crying even more and those brown eyes that looked at you with extreme hurt made you feel so guilty. You bent down and gently pulled her arms off you, leaving her there kneeling alone. You slowly walked away, crying uncontrollably but silent. There were hundreds of eyes watching you take the hardest walk away from someone you had ever done.

When you had reached the entrance, Julieta’s voice had called out to you once more.

“Does that mean I won’t see you at the river tomorrow?”

Your back was now facing her as you walked and you immediately stopped in your tracks when she said this. Hearing the pain in her voice, you felt a pang in your chest and you bit your lip, trying to hold back a sob. A waterfall of tears poured out of your eyes and you wanted nothing more than to hold her again. But you’d rather feel love over pain, so you collected yourself and walked out of Casita.

That night, you cried for hours straight. Your eyes were so red and puffy that you could barely see. You fell asleep to the sounds of your sobs along with the companionship of misery. You lost motivation for everything and didn’t tend to your garden for a while. The neighborhood kids would always come by your home for some of your flowers, but you never answered the door when they knocked.

Julieta had never gotten to finish her 26th birthday celebration. She stayed in her room for the whole night, drowning in her self pity. Her siblings and mother were left confused and tried to figure out how to continue the party. She knew that she was going to have to go work the next day, but knew that she wasn’t going to see you or Agustin, and it caused a feeling of longing and dread in her entire being. She knew that the next day, she was going to have to pretend that everything was okay and that she was fine, because she’s the one that had to keep it together. She knew that the next day, she was going to have to deal with the townspeople and their questions, and it made her fearful. If she could, she would stop the next day from coming. All that ran through her mind was flashbacks of the loves of her life that would never return to her, and she couldn’t blame anyone but herself.

In the end, Julieta still found herself not being able to choose between you and Agustin, and that was what led her to her downfall.

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magnificentpeachnerd · 2 years

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Mirabel’s twin x Madrigal sisters head cannons!

Authors note: Sorry for not posting in a bit! But Im back and happy to write, so send requests on your way! I’ll make a separate post with rules later. Anyways, enjoy!

Reader is the older twin, and they have the ability to create bubbles

Isabela

You didn’t dislike Isabela the way Mirabel does, but you and Isabela aren’t best friends either, especially because of the way she treats Mirabel.

One day, she find you outside of the Casita, in tears.

She becomes concerned, and asks what is going on

You tell her that you’re naturally a bubbly person, and since happiness is usually associated with bubbles, you’re expected to be the happy, out going one,

You also tell her you feel pressured by Abuela, you don’t exactly have a certain service to the village, but you do keep the kids entertained. Abuela constantly tells you that you need to make an effort to serve the village and to quit messing around. She makes you feel like your gift is useless

Isabela understands your pressure of having to be happy and bubbly all the time, and reassures you that your gift is useful! She also ends up telling you about her pressures and problems. You realize how similar you two are, and helps you two grow closer to one another!

She makes you flower crowns, and sometimes you two have sleepovers in each other’s rooms

Luisa

Worried about her 24/7

You notice that all she does is work

You urge her to take a break, but she smiles at you and reassures you she's fine

You help Luisa out whenever you can, trying to ease her load a little bit

She pushes you away, saying she's got this, she fine, etc, but you're just as stubborn as her

Helping Luisa nearly everyday because it's the only time you feel like your gift is useful

When she gets nervous about the magic fading, you and Mirabel try to get her to open up

She does, and you and your twin give her a huge hug, which she returns, crushing you two

You become protective of your older sister, trying to force her to relax

"But he said he needs help with the donkeys-" "Luisa I said TAKE IT EASY"

Mirabel

Even though you both are twins, you were got a gift, and she didn't

The night she didn't get her gift, you comforted her, and refused to stay in your new room, wanting to stay with Mirabel

You didn't use your gift for a while after that

You two are close, you are rarely seen without each other

You always tell her she's special just the way she is, and shouldn't let anyone else think otherwise

You stick up for her when Abuela makes her feel left out, but unlike Juileta you're a little more aggressive

"Mirabel! I don't know what your doing, but stop it!" "Abuela, quit being so hard on Mira!"

You always know when Mirabel feels sad

You tell Mirabel that she is exactly what the family needs

#bruno madrigal #dolores madrigal #encanto bruno #isabela madrigal #mirabel madrigal #encanto mirabel #encanto #juileta madrigal #antonio madrigal #alma madrigal #agustin and julieta madrigal #felix madrigal #imagines #encanto imagines #x reader #platonic #sister reader

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stitched-mouth-vs-the-world · 6 months

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Encanto Masterlist

Notes: Anyone you see missing here are characters I don’t write for. I don’t write smut for Mirabel or Camilo.

Codes

🦋 = Headcannons

💄 = Fem Reader

☘️ = GN Reader

🌷 = Fic

🖤 = Angst

🏳️‍🌈 = Gay

✨= Fluff

🌚 = NSFW

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Mirabel Madrigal

To Be Continued…

Julieta Madrigal

You’re Gonna Make Me See God 💄🌷🌚

The Three Of Us 💄🌷🌚

Slowly Stripping 🌚☘️

Augustin Madrigal

The Three Of Us 💄🌷🌚

Pepa Madrigal

To Be Continued…

Bruno Madrigal

Bruno Needs A Spanking 🦋🌚☘️

Lusia Madrigal

To Be Continued…

Dolores Madrigal

To Be Continued…

Camilo Madrigal

To Be Continued…

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writer1queenjaysblog · 2 years

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I am in my yandere phase at 1 am!

Yandere madrigal family!

(Everyone has aged in this so Dolores is in her 30's mirabel and Camilo are 21 Antonio is 15, Luisais is 27-28 Isabella also 30)

I have a oc Bella who has been with the Madrigal family since hers disappeared 😕 😒 so the family took her only for her to know ic their true dark side.

Killerpixiee is the artist

Bella is sorta like Rapunzel but instead of the family using her their protecting her from people I the village.

Bella Madrigal is the artist and youngest member of the magical family. She has long hair that glows when she sings. She also has eyes that glow along with her hair and Alma was more then happy to take the then 15 year old girl in.

After she passed Mirabel took her place and continued what her abuela started, she never let Bella go by herself as she put it "The world isn't safe mija you must MUST stay here. "

All Bella does is sigh in defeat of her older sister figure and say "Si Mira. "

She smiled as she told the others to watch her. Antonio was the most non yandere of them all and he kept it a secert form his siblings and parents "Tonio have you seem Bella?! Mirabel is going to kill me if I can't find our flor!" Said Isabella as she panicked.

"I think she's in your garden. " He lied she was hiding from them again because she didn't like them constantly following her and asking her questions 🙄

"You are a life saver!" She ran to her garden

"Cost is clear." "Thanks Tonio you didn't have to do that. " "of course I did they shouldn't be hounding you like that. "

The elders are the same when someone hurt their arm she was going to use her hair until Julietta ran with a plate of food "No! No heh no no mija mama got it." She said petting her head giving them food and healed up "I had that one."

"No no Bella I told you that have the healing under control." "But-." Agustin pat her head "Now now bumblebee don't argue with your mother listen to your mama and papa."

"Yes papa." He smiled "Good mija now run along back inside. "

Her other parents who were her tio and tia were no help either. Camilo burned his hand cooking and Pepa stopped her and called in her sister "No mija let your mama fix that."

"But tia Pepa-." "Ah ah no mama and no buts." She said "Felix! " "Papa and no buts listen to your mother. "

Camilo pet her head "Listen my chameleon it's ok you are safe as long as your within these walls." "I can't wait to move out and leave." She said they gasped in shock "Bella! Why would you say such a thing?!" Said Pepa

"Because it's obvious I'm too much for you guys! Maybe Tony was right Maybe I am too old to be babied 😔. " They got silent and their dark scary faces showed especially Pepa

"My little butterfly 🦋 who is Tony and why would he say such things?" Said mirabel "Well he asked how old I was and I said 21 and I told him I still live here and laughed at me saying I don't do anything in this family."

They were pissed "Mi amor why don't you wait here with Camilo while we have a word with him?" Said Pepa as they left Camilo held by her as she was upset by his words "Hey it's ok my butterfly everything will be ok."

Weeks went by and Tony went missing his family were worried but the Madrigal family didn't care they took care of him and made sure he never bothered Bella again.

Camilo took care of her and always watched her "My butterfly we must go home dinner will start soon." "Ok." She went home with Camilo and as she got there she felt annoyed because everyone was going to ask her about her day, who did she talk to, who was around her?

She wished they'd give her space she goes to her room as she was at her window seeing the moon then a knock came to her door it was Camilo "Food's ready." "Camilo I want to go outside tomorrow..alone..by myself. "

He looked at her for a moment then laughed "Oh prima your so funny..you want to go outside by yourself? "

"Yes I do!" She said excited as she went downstairs Camilo told everyone Isabella was shocked her little sister, her baby, her sweet darling rose wanted to leave her! "You want to go outside? By yourself? " She said "Oh why Bella look at you as fragile as flor. Still a sappling just a sprout. "

"Oh Bella you know why we have you in Casita? " Said Pepa "I know-." "That's right sis to keep you safe." Said Luisa as mirabel hugged her "And sounded. " Pepa spun her around then embraced her "Guess we've should have known this day was coming."

"Soon one day you'd want to live our nest." Said Agustin "You will soon but not yet!" Said Bruno "But-." Isabella shused her as she placed a finger on her "Trust us my beautiful pet Familia knows best!"

Pepa: "We know best listen to your mamas it's scary world out there."

Camilo: "familia knows best,Listen to your Familia something will go wrong I swear! "

Isabella: "Roughins, thugs, poison ivy, quick sand! "

Julietta: "Cannibals."

Bella: "What?!"

Antonio: "And snakes!"

Agustin: "The plague!"

Bella: "No!"

Bruno: "Yes!"

Antonio: "Also large bugs!"

Camilo: "Men with pointy swords and teeth! " He said shape shifting into a tall man before Dolores hit him making him turn back.

Pepa: "And stop no more you'll just upset me!" She said thundering ⛈

Dolores: "Your big sisters are here!"

Pepa: "Mami and papa will protect you but here's what I suggest! "

"Skip the drama and stay with your papas and mamas!"

Isabella: "Your Familia knows best!"

Mirabel: "Your Familia knows best take it from your family on your own you won't survive. "

Isabella: "Sloppy. "

Julietta: "Underdressed."

Camilo: "Immature. "

Dolores:"Clumsy." She said tripping her as Luisa catch her

Mirabel: "Please they'll eat you up alive!"

Pepa: "Gullible. "

Felix: "Naive."

Isabella: " positivly Preppy, dizzy and a bit hmm vague. "

"Plus I believe getting kinda chubby. " She said petting her under her chin as she pulled her into a hug

"I'm just saying cause I love you!"

Pepa: "Mama understand. We're are here to help you."

Julietta and Pepa: "All we have is one request. "

Pepa: "Bella."

Bella: "Yes mama?"

Pepa: "Don't ever ask to leave this family. "

Camilo: "or this house again. "

Bella: "Yes mama."

Camilo: "And?"

Bella: "Yes brother. "

Pepa: "Oh we love you very much dear. "

Bella: "I love you guys too."

Mirabel: "We love you most."

Luisa hugged her sister as she put her down

Isabella: "Don't forget it you'll regret it."

Pepa: "Mama knows best!"

Dolores: "Remember we know what's best!" Shd said petting her head .

(PART 2 WILL COME SOON COMMENT AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!😃💗 )

#yandere disney x reader #agustin madrigal #bruno madrigal #camilo madrigal #felix madrigal #abuela alma madrigal #pepa madrigal #mirabel madrigal #julieta madrigal #antonio madrigal #luisa magridal #isabella madrigal #dolores madrigal #encanto #yandere encanto #encanto fanfiction

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sesamestreet47 · 2 years

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Agustín Madrigal headcanons because it’s his birthday

Agustín Madrigal, random headcanons

!english isn’t my first language, so there can be some grammar mistakes that I am sorry for in advance!

MASTERLIST

he cleans his glasses at least three times a day

but he also looses them a lot, Casita always somehow finds them though

he doesn’t know how to swim, but he is a fast runner

Alma didn’t approve of him first, she’s still a little skeptical

out of all his nephews, he’s closest to Antonio

he’s afraid of Pepa

he loves his daughters equally, but he spends most of the time with Luisa

she’s also the one to save him from most of his accidents

there’s a lot of small talk when he’s left alone with Bruno

Félix was his friend before they both joined the Madrigal family

he doesn’t wear matching socks on purpose

he taught Mirabel the basics of embroidery, now she’s surpassed him

he’s the second to take the most time in the bathroom, first being Camilo

he has to drag Julieta out of the kitchen sometimes so she doesn’t overwork herself, he makes tea for her afterwards, sometimes even reads for her

when they were smaller, Isabela, Luisa and Mirabel would all gather in the nursery and Agustín would tell them bedtime stories

Isabela gives him flowers randomly, he puts them in his front pocket

when Dolores is done with her chores, she likes to find her tío Agustín and go on a stroll with him

he tried to propose to Julieta at least five times, but it always backfired

eventually she was the one to propose

when he found out he was going to be a father, he was freaking out for a whole month afterwards

he was so fragile with baby Isa

he would wrap her up in many blankets to keep her warm and comfortable to the point where she would look like a ball of laundry

he teaches the kids in the house how to play piano

MASTERLIST

#agustín madrigal #agustin madrigal #encanto #encanto disney #dolores madrigal #camilo disney #camilo madrigal #agustin madrigal headcanons #mirabel madrigal #alma madrigal #bruno x reader #antonio madrigal #luisa madrigal #isabela madrigal #julieta madrigal #pepa madrigal

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iwannabecamiloshovel · 2 years

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Y/n: For self defense reasons, I'm going to pretend to be a burglar and you guys have to act wisely.

Julieta, Bruno, & Pepa: Okay.

Y/n: If you don't want to die, give me all your money.

Pepa: Bold of you to assume I have money.

Bruno: Bold of you to assume I don't want to die.

Julieta: Bold of you to assume I can die.

#encanto x y/n #encanto x reader #encanto #encanto bruno #bruno simp #bruno my beloved #bruno madrigal x reader #bruno madrigal #pepa x reader #pepa my beloved #pepa madrigal x reader #tia pepa #pepa madrigal #julieta x agustin #julieta x reader #julieta madrigal x reader #julieta madrigal #tia julieta

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wyntr-thyms-2sh1ne · 4 months

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What Happened to El Castillo de Encanto: Que Tú Eres Mi Destino

If you are unaware I started to write a fanfic of a royal Madrigal AU with the pairing of Bruno x reader as the focus. I stated and, for the first two chapters, was able to come out with a chapter once a week. I forgot to post the second to Tumblr and it's been rotting on AO3 since November 7th. Now, it's been well over a month. What happened? Not a lack of motivation or inspiration, I do still love and want to write my story- but moving and traveling have really gotten in the way of me being able to have any time to really write. Moving home, flying back and forth from state to state, as well as majorly helping moving my grandfather into a nursing home (he's very important to me and so we have done everything we can to visit him and make him feel at home- from decorating to making a personal thanksgiving and christmas). All that to say I do not and have no plans to give up El Castillo de Encanto. I am currently working on the third chapter and now know I shouldn't make a schedule I can't keep XD El Castillo de Encanto: Que Tú Eres Mi Destino (11139 words) by thym_2sh1ne

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Una canto de una voz a tus oídos, luego a tu corazón

Prologue - Birthday party jitters...and set ups?

Word count: 1196

Warnings: slight angst

Summary of chapter: With the annual birthday party of the triplets, Alma decides that she wants Bruno to start courting. Bruno not really understanding the concept of courting, only knowing that he has to socialize: he comes to two people that he hopes will fix his problem.

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October 17, 1920- quarter past noon

Everyone knows the story of The Madrigals. How one tragic event led to something so wondrous and magical- a miracle!

With time the miracle grew and prospered. It blessed the merchant - Alma and her children with gifts. Unbelievably unique abilities. Julieta with healing foods, Pepa with her weather manipulation, and Bruno with the sight of the future.

Because of Alma Madrigal, Encanto had become something no one would have ever expected.

Today was the anniversary of that day. And the triplets' birthdays. A fiesta, that all of Encanto was invited to, was in place for tonight. The triplets were turning 19. They were very excited about it.

Well, at least Pepa and Julieta.

Bruno…not so much.

Not only because there were going to be people in their house. And not only because people don’t usually tend to like him. (And like is an understatement). But mostly because his sisters were spending the night with their engaged novios.

Leaving him all by himself

Which led him to now up on a hill: Where Agustín and Félix were chopping wood. He came to them for a solution.

“Bruno. I don’t think it would be a …particularly good idea… for you to be the third wheel for us today.” Agustín advised, trying not to be too honest.

“I-I didn’t say I was third-wheeling.” He protested, “I just wanna hang out with you guys.”

“Third-wheeling.” Félix and Agustín sighed in illusion.

“…Lo sé.” Bruno hung his head with a groan, “It’s not like I wanted to be a third wheel. Especially since you guys are cariñosos- ugh! -But mamá won’t let me hideout. She wants me to socialize. Talk. Dance. And the only chance I have is with you guys.”

“First of all, we are the right amount of cariñoso.” Agustín argued, “And second, all she wants you to do is socialize?”

“Sí. She says I should put myself out there. Make a good impression. So I can be noticed other than my visions. They already have enough attention.” He scratched at his knuckles, “Maybe even dance a little. Or dance with someone.”

“Espere. It sounds like she wants you to present yourself. ” Agustín hummed, placing the ax on the tree stump, “You know- as an available suitor…”

Confusion was written all over Bruno's face. Then Félix shot up and grabbed Bruno’s shoulders, shaking them, “Eso es!”.

“Q-Q-Qué?” He stuttered with a dizzy stare at Félix.

“Alma wants you to start courting!” Félix yelled excitedly, “Isn’t that Bueno?! You’re going to meet el amor de tu vida. Bruno-Hermano-THAT 'S GREAT! ” He rambled on about how fantastic it was.

Bruno’s face paled as realization kicked in. He swallowed nervously, “No no no no! No es bein!”

“¿Por qué?” Agustín asked with genuine curiosity, “I’m sure some lucky lady would want to mingle with you.”

“¡Porque soy yo!” His thumb jerked to point at his chest, “Soy mal. Soy mala suerte. I just- I don’t know how…I have nothing good to offer.”

“Ay Bruno es mierda!” Félix cut in, putting a hand on his shoulder, “Those rumors are nothing but miérda. Los chismosos no saben lo que es verdad.”

He pulled on the green threads wisping out of his poncho, not directly meeting Félix’s eyes.

“He 's right, you know.” Bruno turned to Agustín anxiety laced in his face. “Solo sabes lo que es verdad sobre ti.”

Bruno let the words sink into his brain: Going to the party wouldn’t have been so bad. Still people have been avoiding him for awhile -only coming for visions absolutely necessary. Would there be a chance that someone would want to be with him?

Most likely not. But he shouldn’t disappoint. At least try.

That’s what mamí asked. Practically begging him to try. Agustín and Félix also had a point.

But how could He know what’s true about himself? If there was already an idea of him?

The cursed Bruno madrigal. Mala suerte. He twists the future and everything bad happens to you.

His plagued eyes that see nothing but misfortunes.

He can make you bald and kill your pets. Bruno madrigal the-

“Bruno…” Agustín starts, already knowing what he was thinking about, “If it bugs you that much we’ll let you hang out. Don’t worry about third-wheeling.”

“¿Estas suegro?” He was quick to question, “I don’t want to ruin your guys’ date. And you know… I think I can handle it. I just gotta find someone to talk to- if anyone would talk to me. Or dance. I’m sure I am out of practice -but hey I can figure it out! I just gotta..put on the old madrigal charm? Heh”

A light bulb lit in Fèlix’s brain. “What if we helped you?”

“Huh?” Both of them turn to him.

“What if we help him, get introduced to someone at the party.” Félix grinned, “Give him pointers, show him how to charm, be flirty-”

Bruno choked on his own spit, cheeks burning. “I think charming is enough.”

“Sí, Sí. Whatever works for you. But we gotta get you outta that old thing” He pointed at the worn out ruana, “And fix that.” His eyes trailed upwards.

“Why? What’s wrong with my hair?” Bruno tugged the tangled and frizzy strands.

“It uhm needs a little trim and brush. Also when was the last time you shaved?” Agustín spoke up, “It’s not a full beard. But your face looks like un durazno.”

Bruno scratched at his patchy chin awkwardly, “I thought it made me look grown.”

“Righhhht.” Fèlix dragged on, “It does it does. Tienes que arreglarlo. But we can’t work here- unless you want to shave with an axe -Bruno shook his head quickly- “Ok vamo, vamo. Let’s spruce you up a bit Hermano. I’m sure all the ladies will be all over you then.”

“Uh well I dunno know. It won’t be too much? I can ask Casita to make a secret passage for me. Like when you guys would sneak in to see Pepa and Julieta.” He cringed when they turned at him as if to say ‘You knew about that?’

“Look, hermano . We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to.” Agustín reassured, “But if you think it would work, we’d be willing to help.”

He pondered for a moment, twisting the cross that dangled over his neck. He wouldn’t be by himself if he had their help, granted he won’t be able to hide out with them.

But maybe if mamá did see him trying she’d let him off the hook. So he won’t get stuck in a party all by himself, he won’t ruin his sisters’ dates, and he’d be able to go back to his room if this will work. Hopefully mamí would finally let courting be off the table for a while.

“What do you say Cuñado ?” Agustín and Félix waited patiently for him to answer

“Meh.” Bruno simply put and that was enough for

Félix to start dragging him off the hill. “VAMOS A CASITA! Don’t worry Hermano, you’re in very good hands.”

Agustín followed along, trying not to trip with all the logs in his arms.

He really hoped this was a good idea.

Translations :

Lo sé - I know

cariñosos- affectionate

Espere- wait

Eso es - that’s it

Qué-what

el amor de tu vida - Love of your life

Hermano - Brother

Cuñado- Brother in law

Por qué- Why?

Porque soy yo- Because I’m me

Soy mal- I’m bad

mala suerte - bad luck

es mierda - it’s bullshit

Los chismosos no saben lo que es verdad - Those gossipers don’t know what’s true

Solo sabes lo que es verdad sobre ti - Only you know what’s true about yourself

Estas seguro- are you sure

un durazno - a peach (meant it as peach fuzz)

Tienes que arreglarlo - You gotta fix it

Vamo- let’s go

(A/N: prologue of the Bruno fic, reposted from my main blog)

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