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Encanto Headcanons Part 3
When Isabela and Dolores were teenagers, they always made up little rhymes and songs to roast people (think similar to the "Funky Junky Hat" rhyme from Wizards of Waverly Place).
Mirabel and Camilo do the same thing. They steal some of Isabela's and Dolores' rhymes and make up their own.
When Pepa was a toddler, she would fall asleep in the tightest spaces imaginable. She would often be found sleeping either under her bed or inside a dresser drawer.
Agustin and Felix were always massive marshmallows when it came to disciplining the kids. Julieta and Pepa had to help them step up quite a lot during their earlier parenting years.
Isabela and Dolores would pretend to breastfeed their dolls after seeing Julieta breastfeed Luisa.
Luisa would do the same thing after seeing Julieta breastfeed Mirabel and Pepa breastfeed Camilo.
Pepa, Bruno, Luisa, Camilo, and Mirabel are extremely prone to napping. They would often nap in the most random parts of Casita, often two or three of them together. But most often, all five of them would nap together.
Pepa has gone several days at a time without washing her hair because of how thick and curly it is, and no amount of conditioner can help tame the mane.
She has taken whiffs of her own hair during those periods. She describes it as one of the worst things she's ever smelled.
All three triplets approach physical affection differently. Bruno doesn't like being touched, especially unexpectedly, Julieta likes hugs an average amount, and Pepa needs hugs all the time or she'll go on a rampage.
Julieta and Bruno were really shy babies and toddlers, but Pepa was extremely friendly at that time. She would wave to everyone as a baby and would say hello to everyone once she learned how to talk.
This drastically changed (with the girls) after the triplets' gift ceremony. Julieta started talking a little more after other kids knew she could heal anything, and Pepa got quieter after other kids constantly teased her about her gift and being forced to repress her emotions. She gained most of her confidence back after taking dance. Bruno was the only one that didn't really change because he was also teased about his gift.
While Camilo's more of a performer type, he's not afraid to try new areas of theater arts. He's known in the Encanto for being a great director and playwright (even writing and directing plays for the village kids to put on every summer), and always asks Bruno for advice to strengthen both skills.
Pepa taught Camilo how to tap dance. She also taught Isabela and Mirabel, but Camilo was the one most interested in continuing.
Camilo's habit of stealing food started when he first started eating solid foods. He would often be caught throughout the day raiding through the kitchen stealing an arepa from Julieta's spare stash.
Antonio started to get in the habit of stealing food as early as toddlerhood because he would watch his brother do it. Julieta once caught two-year-old Antonio climbing on a counter to get a spare arepa and thought it was Camilo at first, only to realize he's not that little anymore and realize it was Antonio.
Mirabel has a knack for memorizing little trivia facts. In a Modern AU, she could tell someone what pieces of media (movies, books, TV shows, etc.) were released the year they were born.
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adoptedmadrigal · 2 days ago
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Dolores Madrigal Period Headcanons
Needs her earmuffs bc her hearing is super sensitive
When she starts her period, dolores often boots antonio from his room for the week because she finds comfort listening to the waterfall in his room and laying in his hammock
Likes spending time with her dad because felix often gives her massages that make her cramps less deadly
Begs her tio for hot cocoa because he makes the best cocoa and she has a craving for chocolate
Likes spending time with both pepa and felix because she can talk about her period with pepa while felix massages her cramps away and offers advice when he can
Pepa likes to have random conversations about the romance novels she and dolores reads to distract her from her cramps
Is clingy on her period. Typically attached to pepa at the hip through the whole week
Post movie hc. Mariano helps dolores by reading poetry and singing to her on her period
Gets a lot of attention from mirabel and antonio because mirabel can relate to her feeling since theyre in sync and antonio because hes a sympathetic cinnamon roll with no idea whats foing on
Julieta often asks isa to grow Dolores’s favourite tea to cheer the girl up
Dolores is often woken up by her cramps at night, when this happens she often sneaks into her parents room to cuddle because its soothing to her
Gets migranes on her period just like pepa used to (and still sometimes does)
Gets really severe pms mood swings, typically very irritable
Due to her mood swings occuring during the days before she often times was very mellow on her period focusing more on her cramps than anything
Hope you enjoy ❤
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hernandoisafraidofnothing · 2 months ago
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I wanted to share more of the storyboards that Ryan Green posted on Instagram.
There’s so many sweet moments and the tumblr pic limit is my enemy.
Here’s Pepa giving light and color to the world with her happiness.
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rosie-darling · 4 months ago
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*THIS TAKES PLACE BEFORE HE LEAVES THE FAMILY*
The triplets get into an argument and Bruno lets out some serious emotions
Loosely based on that one deleted scene
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imaplatypus-art · 6 days ago
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ALL THE MADRIGALS
All are available on etsy:  https://www.etsy.com/listing/1170257281/preorder-encanto-accessories
Comment your favorite! I'm so happy with how this series turned out! I hope everyone loves them as much as I do 🥺.
MY PATREONS GOT TO SEE THIS WAY AHEAD OF YOU ALL! You too can sign up to see my art before everyone else 👀. https://www.patreon.com/Imaplatypus
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briarquartz · 3 months ago
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The Madrigals + tweets (3/?)
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1. The Encanto title screen. hangedmanrusts' tweet says "reverse gatekeeping where i force everyone around me to get into a thing i like"
2. Luisa smiling, eyes closed, riding on a donkeycorn. fleuronomy’s tweet says “mentally i have fairy wings”
3.  Camilo making eye-contact with Félix, gesturing at the remains of Casita. ihyjuju's tweet reads "my mental health: stock value going down emojis my humor: stock value going up emojis”
4. Pepa, eyes wide with hands over her mouth, surrounded by wind. matthaig1′s tweet reads “”you’re overthinking this.” i have anxiety. i have no other kind of thinking available”
5. Mirabel mid shout, trying to hide by leaning against the wall of a house, looking at two blurry children leaning out of the window. jayskutt’s tweet says “i hate when kids scream in public... you don’t have real problems. it should be me screaming, ME”
6. Isabela in her room, looking wistfully past the camera. Mirabel looks concerned in the background. 777jorgeivan's tweet says "ladies if you want flowers on feb 14th just die on feb 13th"
7. Isabela looking at Camilo, tired and unimpressed while he has her flowers coming out his mouth. smilingnodding's tweet reads "may i compare thee to a sunset its every fuckin day with you"
8. Julieta flipping an arepa with her hand, looking down at it. aithnefeay's tweet says "making oatmeal with oat milk is next level. i'm eating more oats per oat"
9. Dolores standing “a mile away” from the village, listening. themagnificent's tweet reads "if you're arguing loudly on your phone in public, please put it on speaker. i need to hear both sides of the story to know who's side i'm on"
10. Abuela and Mirabel from above. they’re looking down at a large crack on the floor between them. jpbrammer’s tweet says “we may not have learned much but the important thing is we fought about it”
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mintyisdrawing · 3 months ago
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I'm a little late but Happy Valentine's Day 💕💖💞
IG: mintysarts
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ramblingsandteacups · 3 months ago
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The triplets all reunite!   
THE MADRIGAL TRIPLETS | ENCANTO (2021)
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hectic-hector · 3 months ago
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I did it. I made an Encanto cinnamon roll meme. Sorry not sorry. ^_^ Please check out my Encanto arts: Bruno babysitting  Madrigal triplets  Bruno & Hector are besties Bruno’s curse  Dear rat boy That time of the month  Sequel to ^^^
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dos-oroguitas · 4 months ago
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Two by Two
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Being Camilo’s twin wasn’t easy when you think your gift wasn’t as ‘flashy’ or as happiness-inducing like your brother’s. As Casita breaks down maybe your power could be finally of good use.
masterlist !! two by two headcanons
Platonic! Twin! Camilo x Twin! Reader
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What’s worse than one Camilo Madrigal? Two Camilo Madrigals. Well, not exactly but you might as well be. Born a few minutes after Camilo was born, you were twins with the one and only troublemaker shapeshifter of the Madrigal Family. Though you can say you aren’t as bad as your older brother. Sure you would play meaningless pranks here and there but you were surprisingly more tame than he was, acting like another much more mischievous Isabela in your Abuela’s words.
While your brother had the ability to shapeshift into different people, you had the ability to shapeshift into different animals. Safe to say the first few months of having your miracles, Encanto experienced frequent thunderstorms and rainfall. The two of you were almost the same except however for your personalities. Yet you two would insist you were identical, often wearing matching ruanas as well as matching slippers so that you two wouldn't be told apart. You were proud to have him as your big brother and had loved him so.
Although you would be a bit envious of Camilo. Turning into different animals weren’t as flashy and people pleasing as Camilo’s. Though you tried to hide the fact that you felt that way.
One would think the two of you wouldn’t be as close but you would be surprised. Camilo adored you, you were his twin, you two shared the same womb, it was natural for him to be overprotective. He’d frequently tell you that you two would stick with one another no matter what.
You can always remember the times when you two were younger, whenever you’re upset he would always be sure to defend you. Sure you’d sometimes get into little arguments and tussles but it wouldn’t even last long. He would always be the first one to cave in and apologize. Although the two of you were almost the same, you were more sensitive than he was, fighting would almost always end up with you crying and storming out of frustration.
“I’m your twin.” He would remind you with a smile that the two of you shared. “You’re my twin, we stick together through thick and thin.” Camilo would promise. No matter what you or him did, the two of you would always be stuck with one another.
Although following your little brother Antonio’s gift ceremony, as well as the declaration that cracks were showing in Casita as well as the candle flickering, the two of you had ended up at odds once more. You stood by Mirabel, believing in your cousin that the miracle was dying. After all, Mirabel wouldn’t lie about such a thing. You were sure of it.
You didn't expect to discover more of yourself now that Casita was allegedly breaking down. The insecurities that you had dug deep deep down to please your abuela Alma resurfaced after stumbling upon Mirabel, while coaxing her sister to give her a hug. You didn't anticipate joining Isabela on venting out what you had thought were your flaws and weaknesses.
You grimaced as you watched Abuela’s enraged outburst. Everything was a mess.
Your primas, Luisa could barely lift an empanada, and Isabela was out of control. Then again you might have also been a part of the little flower show that Isabela had done, causing imperfect but still beautiful flowers and plants to grow. Your abuela had almost always suggested turning into animals that were beautiful in her standards. An orchid mantis, a scarlet macaw, a multicolored tanager, a peacock or a flamingo.. those were what she deemed as beautiful. Never what you liked. She never asked what you would like to turn to. Her obsession with perfection extended to you in a way. It's always been just,
(Name) turn into this..
(Name) this would look beautiful..
Ay, (Name) that animal would do no good, it must be beautiful..
And you couldn’t help but resent how she doesn’t tell off Camilo to change into 'beautiful' and 'perfect' people. Camilo was free. Camilo was free to change to who he wants and he wouldn’t get scolded for changing into something your Abuela thought was dangerous and ugly. So when you finally had the chance to be free and wild? You took the opportunity.
You had run and danced alongside them, turning into different animals you had only heard of from books as Isabela bloomed stranger but equally beautiful flowers.
A lion, leopard, tiger, and a beautiful snake too.. all of it had frightened the villagers as you ran and ‘danced’ on the roofs of Casita with your cousins and it didn’t take long until your Abuela Alma to rush in Casita, shaking with fury. Caught up with the rush, you hadn’t even had time to change back from your form, a clouded leopard with Isabela’s colorful flower stains on your fur.
You looked down as your Abuela berated Mirabel. Lips parting as she spoke to Mirabel with venom lacing her words. You tried to find the words to defend her. Still unchanging, your fur reflecting in the moonlight as you stood there beside Isabela.
“Look at our home! Look at your sister, your cousin..!” She says, appalled by your messy and wild form. At that you had slowly changed back, unable to meet your grandmother’s eyes.
“Please, just, Isabela and (Name) weren't happy.” Mirabel tries to explain as your cousin had started to pat down the colorful mess on her dress before turning to you to gently wipe the color off your face. Both of you shifting in place nervously.
“Of course they’re unhappy! You ruined her proposal and (Name), Mirabel, you managed to rope in your prima too?”
It was a back and forth before your grandmother’s voice had shakily escaped her lips.
“The cracks started with you.” Your abuela took a step forward. “Bruno left because of you.”
“Luisa’s losing her powers! Isabela’s out of control and (Name) has gone wild because of you!” You could see Mirabel's expression and you wanted nothing more but to come to her rescue.
“I don’t know why you weren’t given a gift! But it is not an excuse for you to hurt this family!” The ground shook from underneath you, Casita’s tiles cracked as Mirabel lowered her gaze.
“I will.. never be good enough for you, will I?” Mirabel’s voice felt unsteady and you could see your Tia and Tio Julieta and Agustin behind your abuela, worry written in their features. “No matter how hard I try..” Her gaze trailed to her sisters and you.
“No matter how any of us tries. Luisa will never be strong enough, Isabela won’t be perfect enough, (Name) won’t be like Camilo, Bruno left our family because you only saw the worst in him!” Mirabel exclaims. You winced at her words, looking down at your feet. You won’t ever be like Camilo. You won’t please enough people, you won’t make others happy just like your hermano did. You refused to look at your parents eyes’, clearly showing that they didn’t know how hard you struggled to please everyone by limiting who you were.
You especially couldn’t look at Camilo who, thankfully, wasn’t in sight.
“Bruno didn’t care about this family!” The skies darkened and more cracks started to appear underneath your feet.
“He loves this family, I love this family, we all love this family, you’re the one that doesn’t care. You’re the one breaking our home..!” Mirabel continued, frustration written in her features.
“Don’t you ever..!” Your abuela had taken a step forward, her face contorting in anger. But Mirabel had stood her ground.
“The miracle is dying because of you!” Your abuela’s eyes widened and she had looked taken aback, the angry expression fading from her worn and old face.
And for a millisecond everything was silent until the ground split between the two of them. Your mami had gasped, hands raised as her eyes were focused on the candle. Mirabel and Abuela had looked towards where the candle was perched, gasping.
“The candle!”
As the cracks worsened, it knocked the candle out of balance. Everyone braced themselves as the ground shook once more. Mirabel was the first to move, running towards the candle.
“Casita, get me up there!” Casita had broken one of the railings, turning it into a ladder she could climb up on. You caught a glimpse of Camilo’s figure who had looked at you briefly, lips pursed and an unreadable expression on his face. You watch him shift into different people, ducking and running to not save the candle but Mirabel.
Your cousin Isabela had grabbed a vine, swinging and attempting to help but as she did so, you caught sight of her door, flickering before slowly going out of light. Her powers went away too as she suddenly fell, and with the help of Casita had managed to get down safely.
Your brother Camilo was close, jumping to reach the roof in Jose’s form before he had turned back to himself again and you would have helped if it weren’t for Casita beating you to it. You quickly turned to Mirabel, turning into a cheetah and attempting to save her. Damn the miracle. Your cousin had helped you be more of yourself, and realize you didn’t have to worry about making people happy as long as you were happy. Your happiness came first and it took your prima to realize that.
You jumped and quickly maneuvered the debris that stood in your way, paws tapping against the cracked tiles that was pristine before. Seeing Antonio being carried away by your father, you had swiftly pushed and guided them to the way as more debris fell. You could see Mirabel reach the rooftop, and you struggled to climb up with her, running along the ladder Casita had placed down with all your might.
“Mirabel!” You could hear your Tia Julieta call out for your cousin, watching as the tiles created waves to push her back to the rest of the family.
“(Name)!” Your own mother’s voice had exclaimed, trying to reach out for you as well. “(Name)! Mirabel, leave it!”
As she struggled to reach the window, you had helped her out, letting her climb on your back, pushing her against the wall so she could have something to hold on as Casita’s roof tiles pushed her up even more. For some reason your door was still okay, still glowing despite the flickers. You can only hope you would have enough time to get the two of you out of there.
Your eyes widened as the largest tower of your home had slowly descended and you watched Mirabel as Casita caught her, creating a slide on the way down. You let out a frightened yowl as you were separated from her, your door finally flickering and going out as you shifted back to yourself, a large crash echoing as Casita came crashing down on the two of you.
Your family had quickly rushed in as the worst of the disaster had passed, dust and smoke wafting about.
“Mirabel!” Julieta’s cries filled the air with Pepa’s calling of your own. “(Name)!”
Your Abuela was settled down by Dolores, making sure the older woman was alright before she had joined the search for you. And she had sobbed, her gift being no more. Despite the times she wished her miracle was different or she hadn’t gotten a miracle at all, she wished her hearing had returned now so she could find you. She would take it all back, have her miracle enhanced to its maximum and she wouldn’t mind. If it meant hearing you again.
Camilo Madrigal had never been scared. He was supposed to be all smiles, so he could entertain, so he could make everyone happy. But as he saw you chase after Mirabel, dread pooled in his stomach.
His throat was sore as he called out your name along with your mami. No, no, he could lose his powers but not you. He didn’t even have the chance to say sorry yet. He didn’t know. If he had known what you had felt, what you had thought of yourself, he would’ve reassured you. He didn’t want another him, he only wanted one of you.
He was the first in the pile of debris, looking around for any sign of you.
“(Name), please, where are you!?” Dios, Dios, if he can hear Camilo’s prayers, please let him find you safe. “(Name), hija, where are you?!” Your mother and father had sobbed in worry.
You and Him. Him and You. Two by two, remember?
And Camilo had sobbed, desperation evident in his painful cries. The gravity of the situation weighing down on him. What if he never finds you? What if he was a twin no more? He’d give everything up just to know that you’re okay.
He was slowly losing all hope. There was no sign of you.
Memories of growing up with you had suddenly entered his mind and made him sob harder. The day of your fifth birthdays’ he had told you that he would use his powers just not to help the people of Encanto but to protect you, his baby sister. He promised to make you smile no matter what and protect that smile too. He promised that you would never be apart.
Once you had gotten lost whilst running wild in Encanto's forests in your many animal forms, exploring and not heeding any warnings or calls from your parents. As soon as Dolores had informed the rest of the family of your disappearance, he was already grabbing his ruana and a lamp. It didn't take long for him to find you, huddled inside a hollow tree, whimpering and calling out for him.
You were inconsolable, having been under the impression that you had been forgotten and abandoned. Camilo only shook his head and carried you on his back where you hugged his neck tight.
"No matter where you are, hermana, even if you were on the opposite side of the world, I'll always come and find you."
He had made you laugh, and had tried his hardest not to make you cry. He would tease you but you’d know he didn’t mean a word. He would give you seconds and when the two of you were caught, he would take the blame.
And he squeezed his eyes shut, tears continuing to roll down his freckles cheeks.
“Hermana, please..” He collapsed on his knees, hands trembling and all cut up as he had tried to dig through numerous piles of broken down walls and furniture. Antonio had curled up behind him, not wanting to believe that you were gone. Pepa and Felix had joined, pulling each other into a tight hug as Dolores stifled a sob.
“Cami..” A quiet voice had come out of nowhere and he swore he had never gotten up that fast. “(Name)?” He calls out. Was his mind deceiving him?
"Camilo," There it was again. Calling out to him and he whipped his head from side to side, looking for the source of the voice.
"(Name)! I hear you!" Dios, Dios, was it you? Were you okay? He begged to whomever was listening that it was you who he heard.
“Cami.. Mamí, Papí, Toñito..” Another call of his name and the rest of your families’ and he knew he wasn’t hallucinating anymore. “(Name)! Where are you, hermana!?” He was up on his feet, your own family following after him as hope swelled in their hearts.
A pile of furniture was situated deeper in the ruins of Casita and there you were, huddled up under the protection of the large dining room table as well as the large doors of your home. You coughed again, dust in your lungs as you breathed in.
Camilo was the first one to hold you, pulling you close and hugging you tightly as he sobbed against your hair. “Hermana,” You couldn’t look him in the eyes after what Mirabel had said but you allowed him to hold you. The next thing you knew you were both engulfed into a warm hug by your parents and Dolores who had sobbed as well, Antonio wiggling in between you and Camilo’s hug.
“I was afraid we lost you, (Name).” Pepa’s voice trembled as she gently cupped your dust covered cheek in her hands, wiping them away as tears rolled down her cheeks. She held you close, squeezing as if making sure that she wasn't dreaming. She gently held you in arm's length, looking over to make sure that you were okay.
"Mami, I.."
“Why didn’t you tell us?” Felix had gently held your shoulder and you looked down at the question as you felt Camilo’s gaze on you.
“I didn’t want.. I just wanted to make everyone happy like Camilo,” You admit. “But it’s hard with a miracle like mine.. or what once was mine. I thought if I just kept quiet, I’ll slowly love who I am and what I'm meant to be. I thought I’d be satisfied with just being.. I just wanted to make you happy.” You trailed off as you hiccupped.
“Lo siento, mamí, papí..” Pepa and Felix looked at one another before shaking their heads. “Ay, mija.. whatever makes you happy, makes us happy. Your happiness comes first and foremost. Whatever you wish to do, we will be right behind you.”
Camilo sighed softly as he gently pats your head. “You don’t need to make everyone happy, hermana. I don’t want you to be like me. I like you the way you are. I like (Name) Madrigal, my twin sister.” He says seriously.
“And besides, you think the town could take another me? We might as well be shooed out of Encanto.”
You stifled a laugh, your cries ceasing as you smiled and Camilo had mirrored your own. “See?” He ruffles your hair and your would tilt your head curiously, wondering what he had meant.
“I told you, I’ll always find you."
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adoptedmadrigal · a day ago
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Sometimes yoy just need assurance,
I Don’t Mind, After All, You Are My Baby Girl
Though Dolores was an open book about any and everything, she was quite a shy thing if a boy walked past her and she was talking about a personal subject. Especially her period, or body. Just like every other 13 year old girl, she had questions and complaints about the rapid and unpleasant changes to her body. She would clam up completely if Felix or Agustin  or even her brother walked past, no matter how deep into the conversation she was she'd stop mid sentence, and if they asked what she was talking about her cheeks would be lit up like a wildfire. 
She had no idea why she was shy like this now; before she was completely shameless, saying all kinds of things, she would talk about anything and everything. But now, she could barely speak to her father about something she knew he knew very well about not only because her mama is shameless but he also grew up being the eldest of four sisters and two brothers. 
One afternoon Pepa had Dolores in her bedroom, Dolores grumbling about period cramps as she usually did when she was on her period. Dolores laying on her back on Pepa’s bed while Pepa tidied up. 
“Ay mama, these cramps suck,” Dolores groaned as she rolled onto her side. 
“I know amor, trust me,” Pepa said as she picked up the strewn clothes on the floor
“Know what, corazon?” Felix asked as he walked into the room where his two favorite girls resided. 
“Nothing pa,” dolores was quick to answer returning to her shy nature
“You do now he understands, right?” pepa asked her daughter 
Dolores stayed quiet a million thoughts running through her head.
“I’m lost,” Felix said confused. 
“Dolores is complaining about her period cramps, and i was telling her i understood where she was coming from,” pepa told
“MAMA!” Dolores whined frustrated that her mother had spilled her business like that. 
“What? He is constantly around women considering there will be 6 under the same roof in a matter of a few years and he also grew up with 4 sisters, he knows,” Pepa told 
“But mama this is girl stuff it’s weird to talk about it around boys isn’t it?” dolores asked 
“Not really, i mean you don't want to talk to complete strangers but if it's your tio or pa, even your brother when he's a bit older, that’s fine,” pepa explained 
“Plus i don’t mind, you are my baby girl after all,” Felix said
Dolores didn’t need to be told twice and immediately began to open up. She laid on the bed while felix sat near her feet, pepa continuing to tidy up.
“... and it’s like i’m being stabbed in the stomach with a knife and then my hips hurt, it’s like my hips are trying to be pushed through a crawl space they don’t fit into. Thankfully i haven’t had a migraine yet this month, those are the worst, it feels like my head is a bomb, ticking until it explodes, it’s the worst,” doloes explained 
“I know mi vida, migraines suck so bad, and i hate that you got them from me,” pepa said 
“It’s ok mami, i have learned how to live with them, plus they don't happen often.” dolores told her mother 
“Your cramps still bad honey?” he asked his daughter. she nodded a little as she rolled again onto her other side.
“Lay on your back sweetie, your papi knows how to help,” Pepa suggested. Dolores followed through, and Felix massaged the bloated tummy of his sweet daughter, until her cramps were no longer. She sighed with relief when he pulled his hands away from her, 
"Papi, you really are good with your hands like mama says,” dolores said  
Pepa had a deer in the headlights look but went along with her naive daughter, knowing her mind went in a completely different direction. 
“Pa, has mama ever asked you to do that?” Dolores asked her father. 
“Si, I have, fun fact his sisters taught him that when he was growing up because it helped them,” pepa told 
“She’s right mi carina, my sisters taught me a lot, mostly because i was the only person capable of buying their pads when they ran out, trust me four sisters and my mom all laying in the living room miserably wracked with cramps, I quickly learned to answer to their requests without complaint,” felix told his oldest 
“ if he didn’t listen to them, he got pelted with shoes and any object they could throw at him without fear of breaking something,” pepa added 
“So just like now but a little more violent, since there’s 5 of us, soon to be 6 and mama has her lightning, isa has her cactuses and rose thorns, luisa could crush you with a donkey, Tia Julieta could do some damage with her rolling pin,  and I could likely blackmail you with the things i've heard,”dolores said 
“Is that so?” felix asked 
“I’ve read enough romance to know what you two do in the dead of night, and quite frankly I wish I couldn't. That image is just plain gross,” she says with a shiver 
“Ay, lo siento, mija, but it is a natural part of life, when you’re older; that is,” pepa told 
“Says the girl who snuck me into her room before our wedding night,” felix said, “ but your mami’s right, when your older, preferably not until you’re married,” felix finished. 
“Si papi, plus why would i want  to do that for any other reason than to have a bebé?” dolores asked 
“You’ll find out soon enough mija,” pepa said 
Hope you enjoy ❤
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aussiepineapple1st · 4 months ago
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A follower on instagram also just confirmed that Jared has said Bruno would also have involuntary visions at times as well.
᛭Bruno’s head had once again started pounding, the migraine filling his eyes and every section of his head with immense pressure and pain. With his blurred vision he once again seeks out his sister Julieta for help, involuntary tears of pain running down both cheeks. Sometimes he would reach Julieta or Pepa in time before passing out, and sometimes Casita would have to lead one of them to his crumpled body on the ground.᛭
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thomas-the-teeth-taker · 4 months ago
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GUYS, ARTISTS, ENTHUSIASTS. IN THE FANDOM WIKI THERES A CHART WITH ALL THE SKIN TONES AND COLOR PALATES OF THE CHARACTERS. NO MORE PEOPLE COMPLAINING ABOUT WHITE WASHING. SPREAD THE WORD GUYS. I HOPE THIS HELPS AND KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK <3
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rosie-darling · 3 months ago
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Let's talk about Julieta
Julieta took on a caregiver role from such a young age, so she was always focusing on other people's pain and emotions. I hc she learned to self soothe, and when distressed she kept to herself. She thought her mamá had enough to deal with, as Pepa and Bruno had more uncomfortable gifts and emotions. Ignoring her own pain, she focuses on fixing those around her. No one ever asks if the healer is okay. Why would she need to be healed?
Just some food for thought :)
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kokoroisbleeding · 4 months ago
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Don't bully Bruno! >:(((
Julieta just shoves arepas down their throat to heal then beat them up again to avoid suspicion and to get rid of evidence akajsjskfbkj
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supernofriendo · 4 months ago
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wasn’t expecting to ever post here again but, i’m throwing this into the abyss. enjoy some happy PB&J content :)
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yaneskasstuff · 4 months ago
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The Madrigals
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magic-madrigals · 3 months ago
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So apparently i need to specify that the fifth one is Camilo Not Bruno
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bruno-mad-rigal · 4 months ago
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same energy
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julietas-rolling-pin · a month ago
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Julieta wakes up from her nightmare of Bruno being taller than her and Agustín is beside her like "amor what's wrong?" Except he's only 5 feet tall because she's actually still in her nightmare.
THE WAY I LAUGH CRIED AT THAT IMAGERY
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