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#Luisa Madrigal
kazuallyy · 2 days ago
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🦋 La Familia Madrigal !!🕯️
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Mirabel: Let's distract them by setting their couch on fire.
Luisa: That's stupid.
Isabela: Setting the whole house on fire would be far more effective.
Mirabel: Hell yeah!
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djkrel · a day ago
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THE MADRIGAL FAMILY + celestial bodies
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bilbowy · a day ago
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the madrigal sisters 🕯
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carlaerosie · a day ago
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some chaotic Madrigals to make your day better
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*not sure if “chaotic” is a proper word*
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yazdaye · 2 days ago
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sleepy mirabel zzz
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dragon-spaghetti · 2 days ago
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Some encanto emotes, they're free to use!! Though reblogs would be appreciated if you use them :0
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jazzymarie1006 · 2 days ago
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I absolutely adore Mirabel and Luisa's bond in the movie!
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Wish we got to see more of them
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nullachroma · 21 hours ago
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More Luisa doodles that I spent too much time on because she’s Worth It
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the-panda-fangirl · 2 days ago
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the grey circle is "songs that are masterpieces written by Lin-Manuel Miranda"
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hadesgoddess · 2 days ago
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Bless my friend Joy for giving me this absolutely gorgeous commission of my darling Luisa!!!!! My only request was to have her hair down because theres not enough fanart of her with her cute hair down!! They put in her making a little heart for me which is so adorable and absolutely sends me in a daydream spiral
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magic-madrigals · 17 hours ago
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Agustin: What does ‘take out’ mean?
Julieta: Food.
Luisa: Dating.
Mirabel: Murder.
Isabela: It can mean all three if you’re not a coward.
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shadowed-dancer · a day ago
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So since Antonio was "an animal guy" before getting his gift, it implies that gifts are related to the person's personality/interests. So here are some headcanons based on that...
This one was confirmed on Twitter apparently, but Julieta was always the caretaker. I hc that she also always loved cooking, and used to watch Alma in the kitchen and follow her around to be her "helper". She would also be the emotional support for her siblings, and would try to comfort Alma if she saw she was sad
Pepa felt her emotions very strongly, and would always be very vocal about how she was feeling. Little 4-year-old Pepa would be stomping around the house like "I'm very mad!" Her emotions could change very quickly though
Bruno was very good at reading people. He was incredibly observant, and was able to make connections between cause and effect very easily. He would take it upon himself to vocalize these concerns, such as "that cup is about to fall" or "if you keep doing that you will get hurt".
Isabela had a fascination with plants, and enjoyed the many pretty colours of the flowers. If any of the townspeople had a garden, she would sit and stare at the plants for hours. Sometimes Agustin would take her into the forest so she could look at the plants. She would always come home with a handpicked bouquet of wild flowers for Alma
Dolores always wanted to be "in the know". She liked knowing exactly what was going on at all times, and hated feeling like she was left out. If she heard the grownups talking but she didn't understand a word, she would ask them to say it again. If the grownups were having private conversations, she would try and eavesdrop on them
Luisa always wanted to be the helper. She was constantly running around the house trying to be useful, and she'd take pride when one of the grownups thanked her. She was also very protective of Camilo and Mirabel when they were babies, and she decided it was her job to keep them safe (usually meaning she would sit and watch them play, driving away anyone who dared risk knocking over their little block tower)
Camilo was a little comedian. He liked making people laugh, and he found a good way to do that was impressions. While he couldn't always get the voices right, his tone and intonation were precise. When he was very little, he would pick a grownup and follow them around the house, mimicking their actions
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ginnyweatherby · a day ago
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Consider..... post-canon madrigals looking through the old photo albums together 🥺👀
"So," Bruno laughed nervously, rubbing his hand up and down his arm.  "What did I miss?"
And that was how Bruno found himself in what was once the front lawn of the Casita, Antonio on his knee while the rest of the family rooted through the rubble.
"What're they doing?"  He muttered, causing the little boy to shrug in reply.  It was amazing how quickly Antonio had warmed up to his tío, but Bruno certainly wasn't going to complain.  He was a great kid.
"Here's one!"  Luisa exclaimed, waving a white book over her head.  "Looks like Mirabel's got one as well!"
"One here too,"  Dolores said, the purple-bound book in her hands covered in dust.
"And here!"  Isabela chimed in.
It wasn't until Pepa unearthed a blue one, did Bruno realize what they were searching for.  Photo albums.  From all the time he'd spent hiding away in the walls.
Sure, he had heard bits and pieces of dinner conversation, but he knew he had missed so much.  Birthdays, holidays, anniversaries.  He'd missed his own fiftieth birthday, for God's sake.
Once the family was satisfied with their findings, they returned to the grass and sat beside Bruno and Antonio.
"This one was taken when I turned seven,"  Camilo pointed out, a birthday hat perched on his head, the camera caught him morphed somewhere between himself and Isabela.
"And this one is when I turned seven,"  Mirabel said, pointing to a different shot, where she scowled as Camilo tried to blow out the candles on her cake.
"This one is from Pepa and Félix's anniversary…"  Julieta murmured, her fingers moving gently over the photos, a small smile on her face.
"And here's when Pepa made it tornado just because Félix complimented her that very same day,"  Agustín teased, chuckling at the state of Félix's hair, blowing wildly in the heavy winds.
"If you had heard the compliment, you would have tornadoed too," Pepa said, scowling as her cheeks turned a bright pink.
Bruno half expected some sort of raincloud to appear overhead from the ribbing, Pepa had never taken well to teasing; but he quickly remembered that the magic was gone, as evidenced by Mirabel blowing Casita dust off of another album.
He didn't mind though, as he watched his family laugh and point out different things in the photos.  No magic could ever replace a moment like this.  He hadn't realized how much he had missed.
"Hey, here's one from my Gift Ceremony!"  Antonio leapt from Bruno's lap, grabbing the album and holding it out for everyone to see.
"Antonio, that was only three days ago,"  Camilo said, rolling his eyes.  "Where's one from my Ceremony?"
"But Tío Bruno hasn't seen it,"  Antonio handed the album to the uncle in question, and Bruno took it, looking at each face individually.
Seeing them all after ten years was rather shocking, honestly.  Julieta now had a considerable amount of gray hair, Pepa had wrinkles (although he daren't ever mention it), Agustín had grown his mustache in again, and Félix had put on a few pounds around the middle.  Even his own mother looked different.  Older, more tired.
And that was saying nothing about the kids.  It was amazing how much of a difference a decade could make.  The last time he'd seen Luisa he could still pick her up, and now she was twice his size and three times his weight in pure muscle.
Bruno scanned the picture, doing a quick head count.  Something was missing… no, someone.
"Hey kid, where were you?"  Bruno leaned over to Mirabel, who was occupying herself looking through her parents' wedding photos.  "They didn't make you take the picture, did they?"
"No,"  Mirabel said swiftly, flipping a page.
"What are you talking about, of course Mirabel is in it,"  His mother snatched the album from his hands and Bruno watched as her eyes scanned the page, and could see the moment she realized.  "Oh, Mirabel…"
"What?  It's nothing,"  Mirabel shrugged.
"No it's not,"  Julieta said, crawling over to sit by her youngest daughter.  "That was a family photo, you were supposed to be in it!"
"It's fine, Mamá!"  Mirabel insisted.  "Ew, are these honeymoon pictures?"
Camilo tried reaching for the album, but Agustín's hands were quicker.  "That's enough of that one, thank you."
"Wait, Mira isn't in a lot of these,"  Antonio commented, flipping through a few pages.  There were individual photos of each of the kids; Isabela wearing a crown made of daisies, Camilo contorting his face into funny expressions, but very few of just Mirabel.
Even some of the group shots excluded her, or she was off to the side.
"Mirabel, I hadn't realized…"  Julieta began to flip through a few pages, and Bruno saw tears pool in the corners of her eyes.  "We didn't mean to exclude you."
"I understand, I'm not that interesting,"  Mirabel said with another shrug.  "Hey, here's one of me!"
Bruno winced as he recognized it as from the night he left.
From her failed Gift Ceremony.
Was that really what it all came down to?  Had Mirabel really fallen through the cracks so much that nobody even noticed if she was missing from a family photo?
Maybe his leaving hadn't protected her as much as he thought it would.
"I don't ever want to hear you say that again,"  Agustín said, wrapping Mirabel in his arms and squeezing her until she giggled and blushed red.
"Me either,"  Julieta agreed, wrapping her arms around the two of them and plastering kisses all over her face.
"Hey, quit it," Mirabel protested, squirming in their grasp.
She'd almost gotten away when Isabela joined in, followed by Luisa, and Antonio.
Before Bruno could process fully what was happening, the entire family was suddenly circled around his youngest niece, encapuring her in a giant group hug, whoever was closest to her face pressing kisses onto the available space.
"Get over here, Bruno!"  Félix said, waving an arm.  "Come show Mirabel how much you missed her!"
Bruno wasn't about to deny that.  He had missed her.  He'd missed all of them.
He didn't even have a chance to hesitate as Pepa grabbed his arm, and pulled him into the embrace.
It was cramped, and hot, and everyone smelled of sweat and rubble… but it was soft, and warm, and felt like home.
He'd almost forgotten what it was like to get a hug from the Family Madrigal.
"I think we need another picture,"  Antonio announced, as the hug slowly eased up and broke apart, Mirabel's glasses crooked and hair disheveled from being the center of the heap.  "One with everybody."
"That's the best idea I've heard all day, kid,"  Bruno said, scooping his nephew into his arms, as Dolores retrieved the camera - shockingly still functioning after the house collapsed.
They all crammed together, tight enough that Bruno could feel Isabela's elbow digging into his ribs and Agustín stepping on his foot - but he didn't mind.  Not in the slightest.
"Okay everyone,"  Dolores said, as she set up the timer and quickly moved in front of the camera, squeezing between her mother and grandmother.  "Say 'La Familia Madrigal!"
"¡La Familia Madrigal!"
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lalloronamuerte · 2 days ago
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Me: I’m not obsessed with Encanto
Me singing What Else Can I Do in the bath:
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Me dancing to The Family Madrigal whenever I’m making food:
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Me singing along to We Don’t Talk About Bruno in Spanglish while driving:
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Me relating to Surface Pressure when I’m supposed to be doing laundry:
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Me channeling my inner theatre kid while singing Waiting On A Miracle:
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Me probably doing some ritual dancing to Family Allies:
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Me channeling my 0.001% Spanish heritage dancing to El Baile Madrigal:
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Me disrespecting my non existent heritage by butchering the lyrics to Colombia, Mi Encanto:
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roseaxluna · 2 days ago
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Imagine taking a warm bath with Bruno. He lays there in your arms finally letting go of all his daily worries while you gently comb his wet hair. You listen to him tell you about his day, occasionally pressing soft kisses on the top of his head.
Oh how he loved those moments with you. Those moments where it was just the two of you, enjoying each other's company, your bodies pressing against each other, your tender hands running through his hair, his hands caressing every curve of your body.
In that exact moment he truly believed that the only thing that ever mattered was you and him.
(Writers of tumblr I am BEGGING YOU use this as a prompt)
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gh0stlypiano · a day ago
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disney i am once again asking you to give us a mini-series for encanto post-canon. please give us luisa opening up to her parents about the pressure she feels. please give us alma reconnecting with mirabel after apologizing and taking responsibility. please give us isabela growing succulents and other funky plants. please give us backstories on how agustín and félix met their wives and fell in love. please give us bruno reconnecting with his family and catching up after his decade long disappearance. please give us agustín félix and bruno being best buds. please give us dolores being able to be seen rather than heard. please give us what happened over the months they rebuilt casita. please give us camilo and antonio being the best older brother/younger brother duo. i beg of you. 🙏
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includeangieinthesequel · 22 hours ago
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Headcannons about the Madrigals being soft
I think I love this fandom so much because the whole family is so soft
(I can’t remember who said this first but it was inspired by someone else’s headcannon)
It was Pepa that put Mirabel’s bow in like Julieta had when she was little. It was Bruno’s idea though. They were obsessed with how much Mirabel looked like Julieta when she was little. Bruno brought up the bow and Pepa searched for one and then found Mirabel to put it in her hair.
Sometimes Pepa and Bruno would take Mirabel to town with them. They’d each hold one of her hands.
When Isabela was little she used to pick flowers from Abuela’s garden and gift them to people. This was before she got her gift.
Luisa likes to sit and listen to her papa play piano. Hearing him play used to put her to sleep when she was a baby.
Sometimes Dolores seeks comfort in Tia Julieta. Pepa’s weather can be too loud for her at times but Julieta is usually quiet.
Pepa’s rain helps Dolores when she’s overstimulated.
Pepa and Mirabel have snowball fights 🥺
Pepa, Julieta, and Alma all do the thing where they press their lips to their babies foreheads to check for a fever. Pepa and Julieta picked it up from Alma. (I am begging someone to draw this).
Julieta listens to Antonio tell her animal facts and make up stories about animals while she cooks. There’s a designated spot in the kitchen for the animals to stay away from the food.
Bruno, Mirabel, and Antonio painted plates with everyone’s names on them. Casita helped.
At the end of the movie where Alma touches Pepa cheek is when she realizes her daughter really does calm with a gentle touch. From that point on she makes sure to just casually touch Pepa’s cheek in passing every now and then. It’s something that used to calm Pepa when she was little that Alma forgot about over time.
Luisa likes to touch her mamá’s arm to silently ask for a hug. She does it so softly too. Julieta just instantly turns around to embrace her even if her hands are full.
Agustin loves to nickname everyone.
Isabela always asks Pepa to water her flowers. She’s been doing it ever since she was little. It doesn’t make Pepa sad. It makes her cry because it’s so cute and that’s how the flowers get water. Isabela just assumed she was watering them with happy tears.
Mirabel sings in her sleep. Agustin does the same thing. Dolores pointed it out and Julieta cried even though she already knew this.
After Isabela and Mirabel start getting close again, Luisa requests snuggle time with her sisters. She gets to be in the middle. They never say no and even if they’re having a small argument it helps Isabela and Mirabel talk it out while Luisa simply grins at how hard they’re trying.
Luisa and Felix are really close. They like to take walks together and Felix likes to listen to her open up about how she’s feeling.
Felix is one of the best at giving people a safe space to open up. He can sense when people are getting stressed from bottling up too many emotions.
This definitely isn’t canon but Antonio has dimples and Pepa puts her thumb in them when he smiles. She does the same to Dolores.
Isabela gives Agustin a fresh flower to stick in his pocket everyday. It’s always before breakfast and sometimes she gives him a different type or color depending on how she feels.
Isabela and Pepa curse the most. Tia taught her everything she knows :)
This is gonna end up on multiple Headcannons that I do. Pepa taught Luisa how to do her make up. Pepa’s make up has to survive all the elements and Luisa’s has to survive her chores.
Julieta is the QUEEN of face kisses. Yes her food can heal you but if you’re having a bad day just go see her and get some love. Sometimes when Antonio is grumpy Pepa holds him up to Julieta and soon enough he’s giggling from all the kisses and the sounds she makes and Pepa gets in on the face kisses too. (Someone should draw this one too)
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soloragoldsun · a day ago
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After Bruno’s return, there are inevitably some people in the village who still call him creepy and spread rumors about him being a bad omen, sometimes saying awful things to his face. Bruno is quiet about it, but Dolores finds out immediately. The nieces and nephews unanimously become Bruno’s personal protection squad. Anyone who speaks ill of him or makes him feel bad will suddenly find lots of loud birds in the area when trying to sleep, and will find themselves tripping over roots and vines that seem to appear right by their feet. Luisa flat-out ignores any requests from those individuals and Camilo pulls pranks on them.
When Abuela finds out, she is furious. She gives all of her grandchildren a stern lecture on misusing their powers, and forbids them from doing anything of the sort again.
After that, she proceeds to march into the village and drag the people being mean to Bruno to the casita one by one and waits with arms folded while they apologize to her son.
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