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glendybluebird · 1 year

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Happy 1st Anniversary Encanto

Sorry, late upload. This was supposed to be ready by November 24th but I got a bit too busy and this piece took me forever to finish. My tablet broke and I just draw with my phone and finger.

Some of the characters may look off, but that’s probably just because I no longer have the time to fix the rest of my errors. Still hope you guys like it though! If you wanna see the speedpaint, it’ll be available on tiktok soon.

If you guys wanted to download this image in high resolution, you may check it out in my Ko-Fi page.

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slayyyysworld · 2 years

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Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh OH MY GOOOOOOOSSSHHHH FHFDUXRKRHZ

LIKE MOTHER, LIKE SON 😭😭😭

#encanto #bruno magridal #abuela alma madrigal #tio bruno #abuela alma encanto #encanto bruno

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leilasoma · 1 year

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“Trust is for fools! Fear is the only reliable way! Even you fear me…”

#azula fanart #mirabelmadrigal #scrappy mirabel au #mirabel my beloved #au #alternate reality #abuela alma encanto #oc alma #encantoau #encanto #alma madrigal #light angst #angst prompt #the last airbender

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rats0ut · 2 years

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alma & her babies

#every time i try to draw kids it makes it seem like ive never seen a child in my life #encanto #encanto fanart #fanart #alma madrigal #abuela alma encanto #julieta madrigal #pepa madrigal #bruno madrigal #encanto pepa #encanto julieta #encanto bruno

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childofthesmokelessfire · 2 years

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Big setback of having rooms like the Madrigals.

#Disney Encanto #Encanto #abuela alma encanto #bruno madrigal

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sesamestreet47 · 2 years

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Dolores Madrigal headcannons because it’s her birthday

Dolores Madrigal, random headcanons

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

MASTERLIST

she has a great fashion taste, she can take the ugliest skirt and pair it with the ugliest shirt and still make it look good

when she drinks tea or coffee, she sticks out her pinky when lifting up the cup

she gets at least one pair of earplugs from someone each year for her birthday

she used to steal her mom’s romance novels when she was around ten, eleven

she moves so quietly, her brothers joke she should wear a bell to not startle anyone

abuela is a little scared of her

her father used to do her hair when she was little

she likes messing subtly with her cousins, like telling them harmless, white lies

she gets bored easily

she takes long showers

she really doesn’t like getting dirty, she’ll be lifting up her skirt when walking on grass, taking big steps when there’s a puddle and always running under a roof when it starts to rain

when she’s writing something, she draws little hearts above Js and Is

she doesn’t like bananas

she has Camilo’s old stuffed toys under her bed because when he was little he would stay in his sister’s room for the night sometimes, he always came for comfort to her when he had a nightmare

she was really close with Bruno before he left

at some point in her life she had a pet turtle

every gift from her has the most perfect bow on top

when she passes Antonio on her way to do chores, she pats his head affectionately

when she passes Camilo though, he gets a shove

she loves her brothers equally, just shows it in different ways

Isabela is her best friend

she is really really really close with Pepa

Pepa always cries on Dolores’ birthday (my little girl, my only girl, growing up so quickly)

has a journal and leaves lipstick stains on the pages

MASTERLIST

<3

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sorryiwasasleep · 11 months

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Part of a larger fic, but can stand on its own and I wanted to share it:

Luisa & Alma

The burning in her chest and the warmth in her cheeks made Luisa feel like she was melting, in the best way possible.

Like an ice cube on a hot sunny day.

It was a Friday afternoon and the sky was clear and the birds were singing and she was sitting by a lake with her Abuela, both of them dangling their feet in the water.

They were both high as hell.

It was… an experience for sure for the girl.

Luisa had never even smoked before a few months ago and now she was sitting here with her actual Abuela sharing a joint.

If she thought too long about why she was getting high with her grandmother, Luisa’s chest would start to ache and she would burst into tears again the way she had when they’d first asked her to do this.

Abuela was getting older. It was a fact they all knew.

She was also getting weaker.

Sicker.

And things that used to come easy to her now brought her pain.

They could see it in every step she took, how she was slowing down.

So she coped how she could, and when Mamá’s food stopped helping her, Abuela turned to more natural substances, provided by Isabela.

She was relying on it more now.

But their grandmother also didn’t like to be the only person with her senses impaired, so she often asked the other adult Madrigals to join her.

When none of her children or suegros were available, she had turned to Isabela and Dolores.

Who had then wrapped in Luisa once it became clear she actually enjoyed the partaking of smoke sessions, and wasn’t just attempting and finding it not for herself, or doing so because she felt like she should.

So now here Luisa was.

High with her Abuela.

Abuela offered her the last of the joint and she took it.

As she blew out smoke, her grandmother started speaking.

“My Luisita. I see so much of your mother in you.” When Luisa turned, Abuela was surveying her with affection. She reached out with a shaking hand and patted Luisa on the cheek.

“So strong. So smart and insightful.” Abuela casts her face down, filled with shame.

“So willing to give up yourself for others.” Abuela looks back up at Luisa. “I’m sorry I didn’t see you for so long.”

It’s the first time Luisa has actually gotten a personal apology from her Abuela since everything has happened.

Abuela of course loosened the reigns and things are better now and Luisa has gotten some apologies, but they've been generic or to the family as a whole.

She appreciates this even if it makes her chest ache because well, she thinks Abuela might be trying to cover her bases as she gets weaker and Luisa hates it, because she’s longed for this apology, this remorse, but she also hates how its coming. Hates what she’s now fearing as each day passes.

She's not sure what they'll do when the day comes.

She prays it's not soon.

The apology is a lot.

Tears are immediately in Luisa’s eyes.

Abuela uses her thumb to stroke Luisa’s cheek and wipe away the first tears that fall.

“Abuela I—“

Abuela just shakes her head.

“No, no need to say anything. Unless you want to yell at me maybe.” She shakes her head again. “I don’t deserve forgiveness easily. I almost ruined us.” That last parts slips out as a whisper, but Luisa hears it.

She scoops her grandmother into her arms, which causes Abuela to let out a stunned cry before she relaxes into the embrace.

“Te quiero Abuela.” Luisa lets out through her tears.

She doesn’t forgive her grandmother for what she’s done in the past, but Luisa is more than willing to move forward. She doesn’t want to hold on to bitterness.

Luisa can feel Abuela stroking her back as she starts to hum.

It sparks a memory of when she was five years old and had just gotten her gift.

She’d dropped a brick on her own foot and was inconsolable over it, even though the physical pain was gone in an instant thanks to her madre.

Abuela had taken her into her room and they’d sat in her fancy rocking chair and she’d held Luisa tight to her chest and sang until her tears slowed.

Right now it makes more tears come to her eyes, even as Luisa holds her grandmother tighter.

She wants to cherish this.

Who knows how much longer she can?

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apollo-sol-pawpaw · 1 year

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The Oak-Garcías and the Madrigals, my favorite toxic hispanic families ♡

#dndads #dndaddies #dungeons and daddies #sparrow oak #normal oak #encanto #mirabel madrigal #alma madrigal #abuela alma encanto #encanto mirabel #hopefully the Oak-Garcías end up like the Madrigals

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stick2strokes · 2 years

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[Click on image for better quality] Why did I not read this sooner - DISCLAIMER: It uses mol###@#!0n, non-con, and threats of *can’t say it R* as a plot point (especially the first one), BUT Camilo’s recovery and the love and fierce support of the Madrigal family adds to the good writing and is worth the read. Non-con is not romanticized and the villain gets his due. Comic by me Fanfic “To Extinguish the Sun” by HeartToHaato on Ao3 (25 chapters)

#pepa madrigal #felix madrigal #agustin madrigal #alma madrigal #abuela alma encanto #encanto fanart #comic

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glendybluebird · 2 years

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Finally done with the Mother's Day series

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slayyyysworld · 2 years

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The confused look on his face is just priceless 😭

MAKES ME SMILE ALL THE TIMEE :')

#bruno magridal #encanto #tio bruno #encanto bruno #abuela alma encanto #abuela alma madrigal #abuela madrigal #encanto abuela

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avatarvyakara · 1 year

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Just to prove I haven’t forgotten about this story…

214. Abuelito

(nm) grandpa, granddad (“little grandfather”)

"Oh, I can't wait to hear this one," says Abuela, a particularly evil grin on her wrinkled face. Doña Alma sits beside her with a cup of coffee halfway to her lips and extremely tired eyes.

Pedro and Cristóbal Castillo glance at one another, then at the jaguar Cristóbal is half-riding on, then at Cousin Antonio sitting on Pedro's back and trying to stop himself from laughing himself to pieces again (the poor boy, named after their mutual grandfather but much more lively, had been feeling down after a rare argument at home, naturally requiring immediate intervention by his bestest of cousins…stop glaring, Mirabel), then at the handcuffs tying the twins together, then down at their colour-splattered clothes, then at the procession of bored-looking capybaras behind them…and then back to one another.

For once, the twins don’t overlap when they speak.

"It was all HIS fault!"

Antonio just cackles like their grandmother.

#fanfic #encanto #encanto 2021 #tiles on the roof #antonio madrigal #alma madrigal #abuela alma encanto #original character #let Antonio have fun with his father’s family too #one shot collection

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dragoneyes618 · 2 years

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Madrigal Family Goes To Therapy

I believe that the general consensus is that the Madrigal family would benefit from going to some kind of therapy, to learn how to, well, effectively communicate, for one thing.

But what if they actually did?

The therapist, sitting at his desk, staring at Isabela covered in vines and very thorny roses, a small rainstorm localized on Pepa, Abuela sitting in the middle with a queenly expression on her face, Mirabel with a too-wide, too-cheerful smile, Camilo shapeshifting into like three different people at once, Luisa holding the chair Dolores is sitting on, Agustin tripping over something for the fifth time, Bruno standing on the side muttering to himself with his eyes glowing faintly green and a couple of rats poking their heads out of his pockets, and Antonio with his jaguar: “So, uh...what brings you all here today?”

#encanto #madrigal family #la familia madrigal #pepa madrigal #abuela alma encanto #mirabel madrigal #camilo madrigal #luisa madrigal #isabela madrigal #dolores madrigal #bruno madrigal #antonio madrigal

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rats0ut · 2 years

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truly lost my mind & made alma an older sister, i like the idea of the super mature & responsible alma being treated like a baby. esme pinching her 75 y/os sisters cheek and calling her little and cute. i have ideas for her having family and how she’d reunite with alma so i might post abt her a bit more, also i think there should be more alma centric content anyways

also her designs based off some of the concept art for alma!! thought the pink and green was cute

#abuela alma madrigal #abuela alma encanto #alma madrigal #encanto #encanto fanart #fanart #my art

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mmollymercury · 2 years

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I made a little one-shot of Bruno coming out... Well, kind of; he does so without knowing what ‘coming out’ is or what ‘aro/ace’ is. I mean, this is 1918.

Anyway, feast:

Slight TW: eating issues (mentioned briefly)

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Bruno sucked in enough air to fill both his lungs and took long strides forward. He'd been thinking about this all night; using his gift to make sure this was the right choice. However, he only saw new scenes from the strange rodent-play his ability apparently really wanted him to see. But he supposed it was relevant. A character in it lead the life he aspired for and was accepted by his family; surely that was a good sign.

He took some more (stalling) deep breaths before rounding the corner to greet his mother, who was hunched over the kitchen table: fixing up holes in one of Pepa's dresses.

“What is it, cariño?” she asked. Eyes never leaving the needle.

Better cut straight to the chase. She's busy.

Okay, Bruno... you can do this! You can do this, you can do this! Just like we practiced. Ready? Speak now in:

3,

2,

1-

“W-well, you know how Pepa got a boyfriend and- well, maybe Juli might get one soon? And then you’d probably-"

“Do you have a girlfriend, Bruno?” Alma’s head snapped up and away from her work. An unfamiliar look was in her eyes and it made Bruno stutter back in fear.

“Who is she?” She asked. Voice small and-

Did she look... anxious?

Isn't that my thing? His brain quipped, a bit angrily; she’d previously implied that that was an imperfection of his.

He waved his hands, trying to shoo away her sudden disappointment, as well as his awful thoughts regarding his madre.

“Ur- no, no I don’t, that’s what I came to talk to you about." He tilted his head as his face began careening towards the floor; breaking into a nervous smile.

His mother sighed to herself. Relieved. She adjusted the cuffs of her blouse before folding her hands in perfect, stoic silence, then she cleared her throat:

“Alright? What is it, then?” her voice was steely as she peered down at him from barely-open eyes, face so upright and regale it made Bruno cough into his chest.

“Ya-you know how Señor Flores doesn’t have a wife or-or anything like that?”

Alma raised an eyebrow.

“Of course, he doesn’t. He’s a priest.”

Her son laughed anxiously; then started to twirl the fabric of his ruana around his skeletal fingers. Alma tapped them away, unhappy with his childish fiddling. Her touch might have lingered on his knuckles for a bit too long however...

She needed to fatten him up.

“Hmm-" Bruno pulled his fingers away and played it off like he was itchy: quickly brushing his palms up and down the sides of his torso. "‐and I know I’m not one... but I do go to church every Sunday! And I’ve been consulting God!" He added proudly.

"I think I’d like to... live a life of celibacy! No romance or anything- anything that comes with it...!” Alma didn’t miss the disgust that washed over his face as he said that. “... is... that okay...?”

For a moment, his rapid heartbeat was all he could hear.

“Oh, Brunito! Such a martyr you are!” Alma smiled. The black shawl she mostly covered her arms with, billowed around her shoulders when she clasped her hands together in glee. Glee that was much greater than she allowed herself to show. After all, no-one could truly be good enough for her son.

That and he was too young. Even though she knew he was the same age as his sisters... Still. He still needed her. He was only a bebé.

“That’s brilliant, mi amor!”

“It- it is?”

“Yes! Such a noble sacrifice for our miracle, well done, tesoro!”

She let some of her bold exterior slide and part of her mothering nature step forth because; she pulled Bruno towards her, hugging him in congratulations. Bruno on the other hand... swallowed thickly. A cloud of guilt consuming him like one of Pepa’s rainstorms: from head to toe.

“Ur- heh, heh yeah... sacrifice...”

Was it really a sacrifice if he'd never wanted what he was sacrificing in the first place? He hadn't expected this- or for her to take his words and come up with this meaning. He truly wanted to come clean about a part of himself. He wanted to share and get her respect... acceptance, just by being like this. There was no elaborate reason for this, this was just what he wanted.

Wasn't that enough?

“You’ll have to put more time into your work now, you do realise!" Alma pulled away and held him at an arms length. Her fingers lay atop his protruding collarbones before shifting obviously. "No matchmaking excuses for you, Brunito. If you choose to be treated as a prophet, you must honour the lifestyle of one. Understand? You are married to your work now.”

There was that tone again. The one that demanded order and attention; Bruno was a vertebrae but in moments like these, he had no backbone.

“Oh urm, yes mamá, of course.”

“Good boy, I’ll go inform the village right away.” she smiled.

Just before turning around she cupped his cheek. Bruno’s mouth went dry in confusion and longing. He wanted desperately to feel loved by his mother and she was looking at him with such gentle eyes and stroking his face with such tender warmth... He normally shyed away from eye contact but now, he stared at her with expecting, wide sockets...

“My little prophet...”

Then she was gone.

He sighed. That's not what he wanted her to say...

His eyes moved to the yellow sneaking into his peripheral; unsurprisingly, he was now gazing down at his sister and Félix, giggling and kissing underneath a beautiful double rainbow. He was happy for his sister and he actually liked Félix... but ew. At least he wouldn't have to be doing any of that.

He managed a smile. Mentally preparing for the onslaught of clients his mother's announcement would surely bring...

#encanto #disney encanto #bruno madrigal #my fanfiction #encanto fanfiction #asexual aromatic bruno #coming out #encanto headcanons #oneshot #drabble #fluff and angst #alma madrigal #abuela alma encanto #pepa x félix #pepa madrigal #💫my stories📖

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cloudy-encanto · 1 year

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Mashup of a sweet scene and song 🥹🌈✨

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#encanto edit #all is found #frozen 2 #abuela alma encanto #mirabel madrigal #fan video #the river #🦋#Youtube

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