#encanto triplets era

[summersofsalt]

just feeling like a little sunshine today!

#pepa madrigal #encanto #encanto fanart #disney encanto #la familia madrigal #tia pepa #my art #encanto triplets #i left my sketch lines in from the traditional art #and colored with procreate #i just love her character design! #this is like 20s era pepa

[jacarandaaaas]

Here’s some revisions I did after seeing some of the ideas (there are obviously some flaws but I tried). Also, these ideas you guys had are amazing and my brain is BRAINING!!!

Season one - Centering the triplets as they grow up and Alma nearly losing her mind. The full season would be 20+ episodes and 20 minutes long. Also includes young Agustin and Felix. 

Season two - First ten episodes ending with the triplets (Pepa’s wedding) and the last ten with the grandchildren growing up. (And expanding on the changes that happened after Mirabel’s ceremony.)

This season and mid season three would expand on how some relationships dwindled and just different dynamics and such. Maybe some post-movie bonding.

Season three - First ten episodes ending with post-movie grandkids/ before Antonio’s birth month. The last ten centering on the actual healing through Casita’s collapse. Mirabel’s parents, sisters, and Primo's reaction to Mirabel’s disappearance. And the reaction to Bruno coming back and how they all felt. 

And more bonding among family members and an introduction to extended ones on Agustin and Felix’s side of the family. Like honestly, what about their other cousins? grandparents? Tias & Tios? Nephews and nieces? We need more of them too.

Over the course of the series a trading & transport system is created for people to safely get in and out of the Encanto to the nearest town. They do explore outside The Encanto/see how far the gifts go. Culture shock. 

Obligatory "the oldest granddaughters go out and shenanigans happen." also Camilo and Mirabel spy/tag along.

Season four - first twelve episodes are going to be character-centric and full of shenanigans. In every episode Luisa tries a new hobby in the B/C plot and it goes a different direction each time. 

Obligatory halloween episode where the grandchildren tell each other scary stories of the outside world. 

Episodes 18  could possibly surround the Triplets birthday. Episode 19 could be the Valentine's day episode with the yellow couple, blue couple, and Dolores’ relationship with Mariano.  Could also involve the other grandkids talking to their crushes or asking them out. Just a full day of wholesome love. 

Episode 20 could be a BIG family game night with extended family involved. 

Season five - Finale season (A few years into the future maybe?)

Mariano goes with the other granddaughters out of the Encanto to get the best engagement ring for Dolores (because only the best of the best is good for her). Camilo and Antonio tag along and they get into trouble. Dolores hears everything and goes to bail her boyfriend and cousins/brothers out.

Day of little candles themed ep where alma and the family go to the river and alma tells them all about pedro. Also flashbacks of before dos oruguitas and Alma telling her family how proud she is of them all. 

Mirabel (possibly seventeen or eighteen) looks back on how far the family has come while working on Dolores’ wedding dress. 

Season ends with Dolores and Mariano getting married! 

Notes: Yes, the theme song would be like the family madrigal, new outfits every other episode, in each episode a part of the diverse Colombian culture could/should be explored. (food, music, dancing, fashion, history, etc).  Songs are a must and Lin Manuel Miranda will be the one who worked on them. I won’t let anyone else attempt to mimic his style of music when he can just be hired. I’m sure he would like to work on the story anyway. 

I think 24 episodes instead of 20 would be a bit better plot and story wise. Maybe each could be 25 minutes each too? Also, if Disney is willing to not have a stick up their ass, I would like the series to be animated in Disney’s renaissance era style. Like the Hunchback of Notre dame, Brother bear, Lion king, Treasure planet, and Tarzan. I’m NOT accepting anything less. 

It could also be a Tradigital (both computer and hand drawn) style like Tarzan/Hunchback of Notre dame! 3D backgrounds painted to look 2D with the characters actually being traditionally drawn. This would especially be cool to look at in Antonio’s room and just Encanto in general. 

TONS OF DISNEY  EASTER EGGS! “Wish” kind of didn’t do it right at all so I think Encanto can do it better.  Honestly I should’ve just asked the Encanto community for help instead of just struggling by myself. YOU GUYS ARE AMAZING!!! If I’m ever able to pitch this to Disney and actually make this become true I will credit ALL OF YOU!!!

Also, I’ve noticed how poorly Disney marketed Treasure planet, Princess and the frog, and strange world (most are allegedly poorly marketed) and by god I WILL NOT let them poorly market this. 

Lastly, I think the series could have a full six seasons because there are so many ideas that I want to add and don’t want anyone’s idea left out. Plus, there’s just so much one can do...

thanks to @midcanto @mirabels-miracle @droppingdonkeys @slayyyysworld @teawizard and you of course for the ideas!

mirabel😭making😭dolores😭wedding😭dress😭

I love these ideas so much!!! in a better universe this exists and in the Number 1 fan!!! I love when this fandom is creative and all come together!!

#encanto #encanto disney #disneys encanto

[destinywritessometimes]

Accidental Fires

Encanto Triplets Era oneshot

Another cute prompt I found and I decided to practice writing about the young triplets to prepare for the trilogy

Also for reference they’re all around 15 in this :) somewhat proofread

“How did this even happen?” Julieta asked stomping out the last of the flames.

The Madrigal Triplets had hosted a bonfire with Agustin and Felix, but after Julieta, Pepa, and Felix left Bruno and Agustin alone together they soon returned to a large enough to worry about fire not in the firepit.

“I mean, is that even important?” Agustin scratched the back of his head, “I mean why does it matter?”

Julieta turned to Bruno, raising her eyebrows.

Bruno gave him a look and Agustin just mouthed ‘please don’t’ to him.

Bruno wasn’t the best at lying, especially to Julieta.

“I don’t know,” was the best he could muster up.

She sighed, sensing the lie, “But you were here the whole time-.”

“Fine!” Bruno cracked under the minimal pressure.

“Bruno!” Agustin facepalmed.

“I’ll tell you everything I’m sorry for lying,” Bruno started rabidly apologizing.

“It’s fine, it’s fine!” Julieta kneeled down in front of him and put her hands on his shoulders, “just tell me what happened.”

“I would like to apologize in advance,” Agustin wore a weak smile when Julieta looked at him.

“I’ll decide whether or not to accept when I find out just how guilty you are,” she turned back to Bruno, “go on.”

~ Earlier ~

“You know,” Agustin waved his marshmallow stick around, causing Bruno to dodge it, “Julieta doesn’t know this, but I have a reputation in my family for making the best s’mores.”

“I bet you do,” Bruno absentmindedly placed a marshmallow on the end of his marshmallow stick.

“Are you doubting my skills?”

Bruno hadn’t meant it that way, but he wanted to see where this would go.

“I mean, when have you ever made the best, well, anything?”

Augustin exaggerated a gasp, “I’ll take that as a challenge then.”

‘Of course he would,’ Bruno shook his head and laughed at his friend’s antics.

Grabbing a marshmallow and sticking it on, Agustin held it over the fire, “Watch the master at work, and maybe you’ll learn a thing or two about how to improve your own s’mores.” And he continued on and on about how amazing his method was.

Bruno shrugged, “Maybe, but I don’t see how your s’mores are gonna be any good with a burnt marshmallow.”

Agustin had almost forgot about it, “No need to be condescending.”

Bruno wasn’t being condescending. He was just talking.

Pulling it away he panicked when he saw it had caught fire.

“Put it out!” Bruno moved away from the flame, hiding in his hood.

“I’m trying! I’m trying!” Agustin dropped it in his panic and tried blowing on it but that just made the flame bigger.

Bruno once again dodged the stick that now had burning embers on the end of it, “You’re gonna set me on fire!”

“I won’t I promise! I just can’t get the flames to die down!”

Bruno didn’t know what he thought was gonna happen if he challenged Agustin, but he didn’t need a vision to know that it would go wrong.

But nonetheless it was funny despite how scared he was.

Frantically, the two boys tried to tame the fire that seemed to grow bigger the more afraid the two of them became.

“Guys! We found the lemonade! Turns out it was right in the-,” Felix lowered his hands that were holding his glass of lemonade and the pitcher full and just stopped, staring at them.

Bruno and Agustin were sitting idle next to each other on a their log, ignoring the fact that there was now one more fire than their was when the other three had left.

“Felix what are you- oh my goodness!!” Pepa was quick to pour her glass of lemonade on the fire and Felix did the same.

“We’re you two just planning on not putting out the fire?” Pepa asked.

“Um, not right now,” Agustin shook his head, “how would we roast marshmallows.”

Bruno cut in, “She meant the second one-.”

“There isn’t a second one,” Agustin gave him a look and Bruno got the memo.

Pepa rolled her eyes as she rained on some of the remaining embers, “Sometimes I wonder if you two are crazy or just stupid.”

Soon enough Julieta appeared with the other glasses, but of course began to help with the extinguishing.

~ Now ~

“So what you’re saying is. Agustin accidentally started a fire because you challenged him, and instead of putting it out you two elected to ignore it when we came back?” Julieta recounted.

Bruno and Agustin nodded.

Pepa shook her head and Felix stifled a laugh.

“I can’t believe you two were ready to burn alive over a mistake,” Julieta sighed.

“I wouldn’t have let him burn! I always protect my friends little siblings,” Agustin looked at Bruno.

Bruno was used to this joke, “They’re only 4 minutes older than me!”

“So?”

Julieta laughed, “What am I going to do with you two?”

Agustin recognized her amused tone and smiled, “Does this mean you forgive me?”

After giving him a look, Julieta nodded, “Just don’t go starting anymore fires.”

____________________

This was really fun to write and think I’m gonna start posting more oneshots of them all until I finish the first fanfic in the trilogy. Hope you all enjoyed the story :D

Have a nice day 🌸

#encanto #encanto julieta #encanto bruno #encanto pepa #julieta madrigal #bruno madrigal #knock knock #knock on wood #tio bruno #pepa madrigal #encanto fandom #encanto fanfic #fanfic writing #fanfic #Encanto Triplets era #triplets era #encanto Felix #felix madrigal #encanto agustin #agustin madrigal

[space-ghost-with-the-most]

Encanto Spoilers!!

You know, everyone talks about Julieta and Pepa’s (I know they have accents my laptop keyboard is a BITCH) reaction to Bruno come back to the family after the events to Encanto. Everyone talks about how the sisters felt about his disappearance and why they don’t talk about him and their reasons, etc, etc.

You wanna know what I wanna talk about? Abuela.

She doesn’t have a verse in We Don’t Talk About Bruno, just like Julieta doesn’t either, but hasn’t anyone wondered how she felt about him disappearing?

Because this is making me lose my damn mind, I have some fucking feelings about this. Like the whole point of the movie is The Madrigal’s have a lot of generational familia issues, but oh my god. His wall era must have been absolutely devastating for her.

Think about it like this, I rewatched the scene where we see Pedro, and Bruno looks nearly identical to his father. Alma must’ve been really attached to Bruno because he looks like her dead love and he’s canonically the youngest triplet. He’s her weird estranged baby boy and she puts a lot of standards and expectations on him because of their miracle, their gift, their casita, because of Pedro’s sacrifice. (Just as she puts on Pepa and Julieta, but with Bruno its different because of how much he looks like Pedro and because of his heavy gift.)

The last time she really see’s her son as far as we know, she’s demanding him to look into Mirabel’s future because she is terrified about losing everything she sacrificed for. I think the scene would have been a lot more harsh and frantic, and Abuela said some choice words. And then next day, for the first time since Casita was formed her son’s door is no longer glowing.

Do you know how terrifying that could be?? She has literally no idea if he just left or if he’d dead since the glow is gone. Her husband and her son are gone for her, and she probably blames herself so much. For years she just carries this unfathomable weight of the guilt of shunning her son so much that he either finally cracked and left his family behind or something far darker happened. I feel like one of the reasons no one wants to talk about Bruno is because Alma would get so achingly sad and appear so much older and it makes everyone feel terrible.

You can see the love and sheer relief in her body when Bruno confronts her in the final act. He finally stands up to her for the sake of Mirabel but she’s just overjoyed he’s alive and standing before her again.

Same with Pepa and Julieta, the moment they see Bruno behind their mother every single thing they could be annoyed/mad/weired out about disappears because querido Dios he’s alive! Sure that apology was way too quick and should be done in more depth (ahem, disney give us a tv show i swear) but in that moment, every thing was behind them.  I am overanalyzing and I can’t shut up someone help </3

#encanto #abuela madrigal #alma madrigal #we dont talk about bruno #lets talk about bruno #bruno madrigal #bruno #pepa madrigal #julieta madrigal #pedro madrigal #casita #encanto disney #disney #disney encanto

[madrigaljail]

The Madrigal In-Laws timeline

Now with story citations and actual dates, thanks Jared!! Vague spoilers abound.

11 November, 1898 - Felix Martinez born

8 February 1899 - Jose Guzman born

12 July 1899- Pedro and Alma Madrigal marry

17 October 1900 - Julieta, Pepa, and Bruno Madrigal born, Pedro Madrigal dies, the Miracle happens

18 January 1901 - Caesar Guzman born

24 May 1902 - Osma Martinez born

19 June 1902 - Augustin Cordoba born

4 January 1904 - Roberto proposes to Alma; Bruno’s earliest memory (Better Tomorrows; Prophet ch. 1)

25 February 1905 - Roberto Martinez and Beatriz Herrera marry

26 March 1905 - Pedro’s portrait unveiled; Julieta’s earliest memory (Prophet ch. 1)

17 July 1905 - Vittoria Martinez born

2 August 1905 - the triplets do gardening; Pepa’s earliest memory (Prophet ch. 1)

17 October 1905 - the triplets get their Gifts

04 December 1906 - The Fire Ant Incident, the mural vision (Prophet ch. 2)

30 September 1907  - Esteban Martinez born

20 December 1908 - Roberto’s vision re: Albert (Better Tomorrows)

3 August 1910- the Cordobas arrive in Encanto(First Impression)

30 November 1910 - Albert Martinez dies (Better Tomorrows; Final Reflection)

2 Janurary 1913  - Jasone Martinez born,the last Martinez of her generation

17 October 1915 - the triplets’ quince ( (Mis)calculations)

23 April 1916 - the granary fire vision, beginning of Bruno’s el brujo loco period (Prophet Ch. 2)

4 December 1916 - the mural gets a makeover (Prophet Ch. 2)

24 May 1917 - Osma’s quince ( (Mis)calculations)

20 July 1920 - Vittoria’s quince (Prophet Ch. 2)

17 October 1920 - fiesta for the 20th anniversary of La Noche del Milagro, aka that time Bruno almost got stabbed (Prophet Ch. 2; (Mis)calculations)

16 February 1921 - Jose Guzman gets a vision; nominally the end of the el brujo loco era

13 March 1924 - Pepa Madrigal and Felix Martinez marry (Better Tomorrows; (Mis)calculations; Final Reflection; Prophet Ch. 2)

14 October 1925 - Caesar Guzman and Lora Cruz marry

7 February 1926 - Osma Martinez and Juan Pezmuerto marry

17 September 1927 - Mariano Guzman born (Prophet Ch. 3)

29 September 1927 - Alma fucking FINALLY lets Julieta Madrigal marry Agustin Cordoba (Final Reflections; Prophet Ch. 4)

7 August 1928 - Isabela Madrigal born

31 August 1928 - Dolores Madrigal born

15 September 1928 - Dolores’ baptism ( (Mis)calculations, Prophet Ch. 1)

14 November 1930 - Luisa Madrigal born

7 & 31 August 1933 - Isabela and Dolores get Gifts

16 November 1933 - Luisa’s third birthday party; Bisabuela Sofia Martinez dies (Prophet Ch. 1)

28 December 1934 - Camilo Madrigal born

6 March 1935 - Mirabel Madrigal born

14 November 1935 - Luisa gets a Gift

28 December 1939 - Camilo…gets a Gift!

6 March 1940 - Mirabel does NOT, Bruno ~vanishes~ (Final Reflections (sort of))

22 October 1944 - the granary fire actually happens (Talk of the Town)

21 May 1945  - Antonio Madrigal born

30 June 1948 - Abuela Helena Cordoba dies (Final Reflections)

21 - 23(?) May 1950 - CANON!!!! (Prophet Ch. 1 (sort of) )

3 September 1950 - Casita rebuilt, the Gifts restored

17 October 1950 - the triplets’ 50th birthday, aka Encanto’s Biggest Ever Rager

20 March 1952 - Padre Jose Guzman rolls up with more refugees (Same Boy)

9 July 1952 - Dolores Madrigal and Mariano Guzman marry (Same Boy)

#encanto #my writing #the madrigal in-laws

[destinywritessometimes]

Triplets of Encanto Book 1: Pepa Madrigal

Chapter 2: The Size of a Dime

before the 3rd generation of Madrigals were navigating the world, their parents dealt with their own struggles. so let’s go back a couple decades and see what life was like for them.

Everyone’s worried Pepa can’t keep her emotions in check, including her, but what happens when her cloud acts out of turn, and their concern turns into fear?

Word Count: 3, 558

Tw: mention of burn injury (idk if that’s a trigger but might as well just in case)

First Part, Next Part

a/n: AH sry this is a whole week late hope the word count will make up for it, anyways hope you like this chapter :)

Every time their birthday came around, each of the Madrigal triplets had a separate party.

Even though they insisted they’d be fine if they were all celebrated at once, Alma insisted on it, proclaiming that each one of her little amors deserved their spotlights.

Each year they’d take turns celebrating their actual birthday, and this year it was Pepa’s turn.

The three of them were turning fifteen, and now the time had come for Pepa’s celebration, right on her birthday.

She’d swapped with Bruno the year before because their birthday fell on a super moon night that year and he’d always been into astrological events, so she let him have it.

Pepa had grown into a nice young woman. Her eyebrows were perfectly defined and her hair resembled that of Aphrodite’s in the Birth of Aphrodite.

She would have been textbook pretty if not for the noticeable gap between her teeth. But despite this, none could deny that she was one of the most beautiful girls in all of Encanto.

One of the main things people noticed about her was how little she resembles the rest of her family.

Her siblings had freckles all over their faces, but she had them only on her nose.

They all had darker skin and she was quite fair.

Nonetheless she was just as much a Madrigal as they were.

But with her growing up came concerns, specifically concerns about her emotions.

Whispers and mutterings were shared about all the possibilities of what might happen when her ‘teenage emotions’ took control of her.

People prepared for funky weather, especially the farmers who would adjust their planting to whatever Pepa Madrigal happened to be feeling.

At times she’d hear them blame her for it. Like she asked for any of this. Her gift was fun but only when she was alone or just with Juli and Bruno.

But other times of course she was amazing because her crying brought them out of a dry spell.

They were all concerned about what she was feeling in the worst ways possible.

Even though the Madrigals were the sort of head family of the village, their birthday parties were usually private.

But since this year their birthday fell upon the final day of harvest, which they usually had a celebration on anyways, it was public this time.

That’s where she heard most of the rumors spread about her.

Often she’d have moments where she felt a strong emotion and silently panicked until it went away, no need to repeat the fiasco that went down at her gift ceremony.

Pepa stepped away from the crowd and stood off to the side, half hazardously gazing up at the mountains that surrounded the Encanto.

The summer air was one of her comforts. Sometimes just standing there and letting it wash over her was enough for her to be ok.

“Pepi!”

She turned to see Julieta running up to her and a smile immediately graced her face.

“Did you try the pound cake Carlos brought?” Julieta laughed when Pepa shook her head, “you have to! It's amazing! But you better get over there, Bruno’s already eaten like half of it.”

Running off with Julieta towards this supposedly amazing pound cake, Pepa forgot about whatever was troubling her.

Her siblings were her main outlet. Whether it was picking flowers with Juli or drawing pictures with Brunito she loved them both to death.

But then came time for the singing.

Pepa had grown to hate the birthday song, or at least when it was being sung to her. All that attention wasn’t something she enjoyed.

Of course, she used to love it, but that was back when she didn’t have to wonder why people were staring at her, whether they were laughing with her or at her.

Seated at the head of the table, she simply panned around at all the singing guests, hoping whatever expression she wore on her face was pleasant and didn’t seem forced.

The thought that it would all end soon was the thought that kept her going, and the constant reminders that her siblings had her back helped too.

That night, when the three of them were supposed to be sleeping, they all met up in the nursery to talk before bed, as they usually did.

The nursery was where they’d all stayed before they’d gotten their gifts and rooms along with them.

What started as a barren green room, now had writings and drawing covering the walls.

Pepa often focused on a part of it they’d all contributed to when they were around 8.

She’d written, ‘Pepa was here’, in big yellow letters, and Julieta had added, ‘you live here idiot’ in blue. And of course, ever the peacemaker, Bruno had written in his favorite pink marker, ‘I love you guys and they’d added hearts all around it.

“I think this year went well,” Bruno was lying on the floor parallel to the two of them when he looked up and noticed Pepa’s face, “honest!”

“It may have looked that way,” Pepa shook her head, “but I had so many close calls.”

“No one could even tell,” Julieta spoke in a soft tone, sitting behind Pepa as she braided her hair, “besides, even if you let a few clouds, who would care?”

“Everyone would Juli!” Pepa sighed, “everyone except you two. And it would’ve been a big disaster.”

Julieta and Bruno shared a look.

“Do you want comfort or advice, Pepi?” Bruno asked.

“Advice,” while comfort would be nice, it wouldn't have helped her in the long run. She just wanted a solution. A way to not feel so much. Or at least as deeply as she did.

“Well,” Julieta began, “I don’t know how to suppress your emotions, but I’d recommend whenever you’re feeling something harsh, you try and remind yourself of something not so harsh. Maybe a favorite food, flower, etc. And if that doesn’t work, step aside and take a minute or two to let it all out.”

She’d always been the best at giving advice, and her reputation remained accurate.

“Step aside and let it all out,” Pepa repeated the words quietly to herself. That sounded good. She could do that.

“Have I ever told you guys you’re the best?” Pepa grinned at the two of them.

Bruno faked embarrassment, “Oh stop it.”

“I’m sure you have,” Juli nudged her, “but I’m always open to hearing it again.”

Pepa laughed.

She’d be sure to try out Juli’s advice when the time came, and she was almost certain it’d come soon.

And sure enough, it did.

__________

A couple of days after the party, the three of them had lessons in the school building near the center of town.

Bruno and Julieta usually stuck with Pepa anyways as they had most of their classes together, but they were sure to be especially attentive to her.

Pepa thankfully didn’t hear anything people were saying about her, because she was sure they were talking, but she still did get people staring at her cloud.

She already felt insecure as is just being a teenage girl, she didn’t like having to worry about her emotions being on display.

Trying her best to ignore it, she hugged Julieta and kissed Bruno on the cheek as they left for the only class they didn’t have together.

“Pepi!” Bruno pulled away, “not right now.”

“Oh! Suddenly shy of kisses are you?” Pepa accused, wearing an offended look on her face, “I'll see about that!”

She grabbed his face and started covering one side of it in little pecks, and soon Juli took on the other side.

“Stop! People are gonna start staring! You’re making a scene!” Bruno tried to sound stern, but they both could hear the playfulness in his voice.

“Now we should go,” Juli looked at the two of them, “don’t want to be late.”

Bruno and Pepa both nodded, and with that, they were off.

Pepa simply had to round the corner to get to her class.

Sitting down in her usual spot and pulling out her, she’d grown used to the subtle shadow that her cloud cast. She didn’t always have one, a cloud that is, but today when she was constantly feeling gloomy as ever, she’d had one consistently.

“Surprised you didn’t explode yesterday, Madrigal,” some girl Pepa didn’t care to look at remarked, “I even remembered to bring my umbrella this time, just in case.”

Focusing all her attention on her textbook, Pepa drowned everyone else out until the teacher walked in and class officially started.

Pepa liked her teacher, she was good at teaching and always seemed to have good intentions, but Pepa admitted that at times she could be somewhat ignorant to things happening in her classroom.

Including when a couple of kids decided to start throwing crumpled balls of paper at Pepa.

She couldn’t see who was doing it, because she sat in the second row near the center of the classroom. And of course, it wasn't anyone in the first row, that’s where all the goodie goodies sat.

Pepa took in a sharp breath after the next piece of paper hit her back, and tried to imagine something that would calm her down before she did something she’d regret.

“Clear skies, clear skies,” she mumbled under her breath and her eyes followed the words her teacher was writing on the board.

“Alright class,” the teacher glanced at the time before looking back at the class, “it’s quiet hour, but this time I will step out to finish a few things. The same rules apply.”

And with that Pepa was left alone in a classroom of people who just loved to tease her.

Trying to make the best of the situation, she pulled out her textbook.

At least then she’d have something to focus on when they bugged her.

But then instead of people throwing things at her, they started whispering.

“Imagine if she killed all the crops just because she was having a bad day.”

“At least I can control my emotions.”

“Literally why can’t she just calm down.”

Her cloud growing just seemed to encourage them all.

“Hey Reina del drama!” this girl however wasn’t whispering, and Pepa couldn’t help but listen, “does it rain blood when you get your period?”

Whipping around, Pepa glared daggers at her.

“How dare you say such a thing!” She started yelling. How was she expected to just ‘stay calm’ while every one of her classmates was doing their best to make sure she couldn’t?

Pepa was thundering, and it wasn’t like she hadn’t thundered before, but soon her cloud would act out of turn.

Sometimes her cloud seemed to be a separate entity, something that she couldn’t control.

And what it did would change everyone’s perspective on her. From now on, people wouldn’t simply tease Pepa Madrigal, they would fear her.

In her rage, a lightning bolt rained down and struck a boy on the arm. The teacher’s son.

Guilt was the only thing Pepa felt.

He hasn’t even been involved. He hasn’t even been teasing her or being mean to her, yet he got hurt anyway.

“I’m sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to,” she started rapidly apologizing. In her eyes, the wound looked massive, in all actuality it was just a small mark the size of a dime.

But Pepa wasn’t just gonna let that slide. And neither were the other students that witnessed it. Except for the boy, he didn’t look upset.

When the teacher came back, the other students weren’t shy to exaggerate the tale, and Pepa believed everything they said, despite knowing deep down they weren’t true.

Up until then, she’d thought of her gift as harmless, annoying but harmless.

Punishment was inevitable, and eventually, she found herself in an empty classroom.

The Encanto always seemed filled with the warmth of home, as if everywhere you went there was some sort of familiarity that would never leave you.

But in that room, Pepa felt no familiarity. It was cold, like harsh rain blown into your face like sharp winds. And her constant coughing due to the chalk dust didn’t help.

She’d been made to write lines on the chalkboard,

specifically ‘I will not thunder’.

She had to get better at suppressing her feelings and learn to shrink her clouds. She couldn’t let something like this ever happen again.

Drowning in her thoughts, the sudden call of her name pulled her out of it.

“Pepa!” Julieta ran into the room, Bruno holding onto her arm, both of their faces were filled with concern.

Had the school day already ended?

She’d lost track of time.

“Dios Mio,” Julieta put her hands on her mouth when she looked at the countless lines on the wall, all written by Pepa, “how could they?”

“How dare they,” Bruno’s wasn’t usually angry, and if he was he didn’t show it on his face. But it was always clear to everyone that he was.

Pepa had been trying to keep it together, but now that she was with her siblings she broke down.

Running into Juli’s arms, Pepa started explaining everything, including the story about how she electrocuted that boy, which at that point was more of a fairy tale.

Thankfully, Julieta had heard the story in the halls and knew it wasn’t as awful as Pepa claimed it was.

“How could she do this to you?” Julieta muttered to herself, “we have to tell mom.”

“She’ll just get angry! Please don’t,” Pepa pleaded with her.

“I’ll tell her,” Bruno spoke up, and Pepa nodded. Pepa knew he had a way of saying things that got their mother to feel for him, even if he wasn’t talking about himself. And Bruno knew that the story wasn’t that bad, so he wouldn’t even need to be convincing.

Wiping her eyes, Pepa breathed in deep, “I’ll be ok, we can just go home.”

Julieta just nodded, pulling her eyes away from the wall.

The two of them went to leave but Bruno put his hand on Pepa’s shoulder.

“I won’t stand for this,” he shook his head, “who did this to you?”

“Bruno, no one did,” Pepa’s voice was cracking with guilt, “I’m the one that messed up.”

She starts going on again about how awful of a person she’d been.

Bruno once again shook his head, “No, no,” he pushed past them out into the hall, muttering to himself as he did.

Sharing a worried glance the two sisters followed him.

The other students were lingering in the halls, not seeming to notice when Bruno went to stand among them.

Pepa and Julieta were both worried he was going to lash out. Bruno was usually slow to anger, but once he was pushed far enough there was no telling what he would do.

“Hey!” Bruno waited for them all to quiet down, before sticking his arm out towards a blond girl, “you!”

Pepa recognized her to be a friend of the girl who’d made the blood rain comment towards her.

Just as casually as he would’ve asked one of them to pass the salt, he said, “I had a vision, and you’re going to die in two days.”

It was a quiet few seconds before subtle panic broke out.

“Come on,” Bruno motioned to his sister as he walked to the door.

Pepa knew she should’ve scolded him like Julieta eventually did, but she couldn’t help but find it funny.

“Thanks, Bruno,” she kissed his cheek. She knew they’d never mess with her again.

Soon enough Julieta laughed, “I have to admit it was quite brave of you of our little Brunito.”

“Stop!” Bruno always got defensive about being the shortest of the three of them.

When the three of them reached home, Bruno kept his word and was the one to tell Alma about what had happened, while Pepa stood with Julieta listening in on the conversation.

It was safe to say within five minutes Alma was marching down to the school to have a word with that teacher, dragging Pepa along with her.

Pepa would have enjoyed laughing about it all outside the school while her mother spoke to her teacher, but Alma had instructed Bruno and Julieta to stay home.

So there Pepa was sitting outside alone, crouched down in the dirt.

She made a small rain cloud and drew pictures in the mud it made.

How would the teacher even react to that?

She'd probably be targeted in class for this if it went awfully. Pepa loved her mom, but sometimes she was a bit, well, fiery.

Guess she knew where Bruno got it from.

After drawing a very accurate stick figure portrait of her family, a shadow was cast over her work.

She ignored it, chalking it up to just her cloud enlarging or shrinking or whatever it felt like doing.

“I’m sorry about what happened in class today.”

Pepa looked up to see the boy. The same one she’d burned in class.

Felix.

He was short, shorter than Pepa at least, with black tightly curled hair, light brown streaks running through because of his time spent in the sun. His clear dark skin also reflected that.

Pepa always noticed how mischievous he looked no matter what he was doing.

She’d spoken to him a few times when they were younger, they were on a soccer team together once when they were 6, but that’s all she could recall.

Her face became paler than it usually was, and she shook her head, “It was my fault,” she tried to keep her words sparse. Not wanting her cloud to go wild again.

She couldn’t help but glance down at the burn she’d left on his stem before she turned back to her mud.

“It wasn’t,” he leaned his shoulder against the schoolhouse, looking down at her, “Maria shouldn’t have said that to you, and I shouldn’t have stayed silent.”

Pepa was taking her turn now to stay silent.

“I get it if you don’t want to talk to me,” he sighed, “but I really am sorry.”

It was quiet for a while, neither of them talking, the only sounds being whatever noises the mud made as Pepa painted circles in it.

After a while, she looked up at him and nodded, still not saying anything.

He returned it, though a bit awkwardly, as if he’d gotten used to the silence.

Then without another word, he turned and walked away.

“Pepa!”

She was stunned out of her thoughts, not being able to help her habit of overthinking every interaction she had with anyone.

It was Bruno.

He ran up to her, though his eyes were trailing after Felix.

“Why are you here?” Pepa didn’t mean for it to sound as mean as it did, “didn’t mom tell you to stay at home?”

“Well yeah,” Bruno shifted a bit, “but I wanted to make sure you were alright.”

She smiled at his efforts, “I’m fine.”

He gave her a look.

“Really, I am,” she stood and put her hands on his shoulders, “I’m fine.”

He seemed satisfied with that answer, and moved on to another topic.

Furrowing his brows he asked, “Why was Felix talking to you?”

She was about to ask how he knew his name, but Bruno knew practically everyone.

“Oh,” Pepa had almost forgotten, “he was just apologizing for earlier.”

“Was he the one that made that comment about you?” Bruno looked like he wanted to run after him.

“No, no!” She laughed at his suspicion, “it was some other girl, apparently named Maria. He’s the boy I burned.”

“Not surprised,” he scoffed, “still weird he came to talk to you. Glad he left.” He started looking in the direction he had gone, a glare forming on his face.

Pepa sensed his tone of voice, and a small smile formed on the corners of her mouth, “Bruno, are you getting protective?”

Bruno quickly looked back at her, “Of course not, I was just worried some boy was messing with my sister.”

She still didn’t believe him and it showed on her face.

“Really! I’m not,” Bruno crossed his arms.

“Alright then,” she still wasn’t convinced but let it go, “head back to casita before mom catches you, Vamo, vamo, vamo!”

He did as she said, and soon enough Alma came ‘round the corner to fetch Pepa, and they headed home.

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“He really stood there with you all that time!” Julieta was in shock.

Once again the three of them had met up in the nursery, recounting the day's events, and Pepa had been telling Julieta about Felix. If there even was enough to say for it to be considered telling about.

Nonetheless, Julieta was interested, and Bruno was rolling his eyes.

“They barely even spoke!” He was once again sprawled out on the floor.

“That’s the good part,” Julieta had started obsessing like a mother, “he waited there for her, and didn’t push her at all to speak, it was so subtly perfect.”

“Wasn’t it?” Pepa has to admit she’d thought it was sweet.

“It wasn’t.”

“Bruno!” Julieta kicked him, and the two got into a friendly argument, while Pepa sat there, thinking.

Of course, this was all nice to think about, but she didn’t need anyone else to think about.

Anyone else to feel for.

She was probably thinking too far into it.

Bruno was right, it wasn’t that big of a deal.

Surely it wasn’t.

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Yay! Enter Felix :D I love him sm isnfjdbdb but yeah I was looking for a way to add him into the mix and I thought this would be a cool way especially since I love the idea of Pepa and Felix being childhood sweethearts

Anyways yeah that’s all for this week the next one will come out sooner 😭

Have a nice day and night !! ⛈

Edit: added some more to Pepa’s description

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Triplets of Encanto Book 1: Pepa Madrigal

Chapter 1: The First Gift Ceremony

before the 3rd generation of Madrigals were navigating the world, their parents dealt with their own struggles. so let’s go back a couple decades and see what life was like for them.

The village of Encanto was familiar with magic, but they were about to experience it in a completely different way through three soon to be magical triplets

word count: 3, 251

tw: slight manic episode

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a/n: AH I finally finished the first bit of this and I’m glad I get to share it with you :D I’ve already edited it but I will be revisiting it every now and again just to make sure it’s perfect. also once again mobile is trash so no read more :/

Somewhere in Colombia, surrounded by mountains that reached the sky was the Encanto.

The sun there seemed to shine brighter than anywhere else, and the air smelled of joy.

It was just like any other with hardworking and lively people just trying to enjoy their lives, but there was one main feature that made it stand out.

At the edge of town, upon a high hill was a casita, a magic one, that seemed to be alive in a way, just like any human.

Inside this casita was a mother preparing her triplets for what, at that point, could be considered the most important moment of their lives.

“But I’m scared,” a young boy hid his face in his hands. He would’ve hid his face behind his dark hair, but it had been cut for the ceremony.

“Oh Brunito,” his mother, Alma, kneeled to be at eye-level with him. She looked young for 30 and few lines were etched into her brown skin, and her hair was always done in youthful braids. “All you have to do is smile and be adorable, which shouldn’t be hard for you.”

He shook his head, “But everyone will be looking at me! What if I mess up?”

“You won’t, I’m sure of it, and if you do who cares? Everyone makes mistakes.”

That seemed to calm him down, and after kissing his forehead she stood up and went to speak with her other daughter Julieta, who was feeling a bit nervous herself.

The one child who didn’t seem nervous at all was the middle child, Pepa.

Peeping around the corner she saw what seemed to her to be the whole village, waiting for her mother to walk to the top of the staircase, give a small speech, and then wait for them to follow after her.

She was practically bursting with excitement at the thought of it all, so when she felt mother’s skirt brush her as she started walking down the aisle and up the stairs, she had to calm herself down so she didn’t squeal too loud.

“Juli!” She ran over to her sister, “isn’t this great?”

Julieta nodded, maintaining her composure, “Yes, but Bruno’s still a bit nervous.”

“No I’m not!” he protested.

“Brunito you’re shaking-.”

Despite his dark complexion his face flushed, “From excitement! I can’t wait to get my gift,” he didn’t want to talk about it so Pepa and Juli dropped it.

Soon enough they heard their mother stop speaking, and they knew it was time.

As they all expected, Pepa was the first to reveal herself while Juli walked slowly, holding Bruno’s hand to help calm his nerves.

Once she reached the top of the staircase, she turned and smiled at her two siblings, being sure to mention to Bruno how proud she was of him for making it through.

“Once again thank you all for coming to celebrate my children, and now we shall watch as we all see what this wonderful casita has for them,” Alma turned to her children.

Since Julieta was born first, she went to her door first.

Fixing the bow in her brown wavy hair, she smiled, grabbing the doorknob.

Pepa, Bruno, and pretty much everyone else in the room couldn’t take their eyes off the glowing yellow patterns and lines that appeared around on the door.

On the door itself, it all soon faded out into a gold engraved image of Julieta smiling holding a bowl of food in either hand. Leaves were up around her head and a heart was in the middle.

Once the small light show had ended, everyone gawked at how beautiful her door was, but Juli didn’t understand what had happened until she opened the door to see a plate with a few buñuelos on it. She soon recognized them as the ones she’d made earlier.

After gaining approval from Alma she popped one in her mouth, and feeling a tingling sensation she looked down at her knee and saw that the place where she’d skinned it the day before had healed.

Juli gasped, putting her hand to her mouth.

“Julieta what-,” Alma began to ask before Julieta explained, in awe of what just happened.

“Casita has granted Julieta with a magical gift!” Alma told the crowd and soon they were all cheering.

All this just made Pepa more ecstatic. Soon they’d be cheering for her.

Running to hug their sister, Pepa and Bruno started wondering what their gifts would be.

“What if I don’t get one?” Bruno had taken to imagining every possible unfavorable outcome and began stressing over them all at once.

“Of course, you’ll get one!” Pepa was bouncing on her heels as she spoke, “mine will be the coolest though.”

Bruno rolled his eyes and Pepa just laughed, having successfully taken his mind off the negative subjects.

Turning to face her door, it was now Pepa’s turn.

Quickly opening it and watching the golden ropes form her image, it was her with a shining sun behind her head and clouds at her sides. She looked peaceful.

Confused as to what hers meant, soon a flower appeared, and Pepa truly did love flowers.

Picking it up to smell it she felt a mass forming above her head and as she looked up she saw a cloud forming a rainbow shining around her.

Looking at her siblings, Julieta was the first to wrap her arms around her sister while Bruno’s eyes shone in admiration.

Once again the crowd cheered and Pepa took a bow as her rainbow seemed to brighten, casting an appropriate multi-colored spotlight down upon her.

As everyone shifted towards Bruno’s door, Pepa took a peek inside her new room.

The floor was covered in flowers and rainbows were raining down on it. The ceiling resembled a beautiful clear sky.

“Whoa,” she muttered to herself, before looking towards Bruno.

But everyone was a bit more confused at Bruno’s image. Of course, it has him on it, but he was in front of an hourglass. What could that mean?

He turned to Pepa and Julieta and they just gave him a thumbs up.

“I take it back, yours might be the coolest,” Pepa whispered to him, still trying to figure out what his gift was. Even if it wasn’t the coolest, his was the most puzzling.

Once Bruno opened his door, a wide cave with a tiny pile of leaves in the center of a ring of sand was revealed, with a short staircase leading to it, a match box set beside it.

After a silent moment of staring, Alma spoke up.

“Go on Brunito,” she urged.

Despite being obviously scared to go in alone, Bruno didn’t ask anyone to go in with him, more afraid of seeming weak than whatever awaited him.

With one shared look, Julieta and Pepa took either one of his hands and led him in.

Pepa liked Bruno’s room. It was mostly stone, but it wasn’t cold, in fact it seemed to have the warmth of home running through it.

All along the walls were different colorful images of what seemed to be the three of them doing things Pepa hadn’t remembered them ever doing, but they were always having fun in them.

Once in the cave a warm light with no clear source appeared around them. It felt like the sun.

Pepe couldn’t help but wonder a bit. Was his room cooler than hers?

Eh, she couldn’t judge it fairly. She hasn’t even inspected hers fully yet.

Besides despite how much she wanted it, if anyone in the home deserved a cool room it was Bruno, since he’d been so nervous about the whole thing.

Sitting inside the circle, and still wondering what he was supposed to do next, it took Casita pushing the matches up into the air towards Bruno for him to pick them up.

After striking one Pepa pointed to the leaves, “Try setting them on fire.”

Bruno gave her a shocked look, “Do you know how dangerous that is?”

Pepa did know, but what else could that have been meant to do.

“What? Even if one of us gets hurt Juli can just make you something and you’ll be fine,” Pepa looked at her and Julieta just smiled at him.

“I promise nothing will happen,” Juli gave him a reassuring nod.

Apparently satisfied with what she’d said, Bruno drew in a deep breath before setting the leaves ablaze, quickly moving his hand away and blowing out the match.

As they all waited for something to happen, Pepa soon noticed the sand start vibrating and then. Was it? Was it levitating?

Bruno started noticing too and pulled his sisters closer to him.

Soon the sand was all around them, forming a dome of sorts, spinning like a tornado.

All huddled together, they still didn’t have a clue what Bruno’s gift was.

Pepa was trying her best not to add a cloud to the mix, but a small one appeared anyway.

“What’s going-,” Pepa didn't even finish her sentence as she went to look at Bruno, before she was struck speechless.

Her brother's eyes were glowing green, but apparently he hadn’t noticed yet because he just seemed confused.

When Julieta noticed they didn’t know what to tell him.

“Brunito, are you feeling alright?” Pepa asked.

“Just scared,” Bruno was breathing heavily, “why is something wrong?”

Pepa didn’t have the heart to break it to break it to him, so Juli mustered up the courage to.

“Brunito, your eyes are glowing green.” They were both sure to hug him extra tight after he started feeling his face.

“Guys, guys I’m seeing things,” he started panicking, “can you see them too? Please tell me you can”.

With a bit of searching, the two girls start noticing figures in the sands, glowing green like his eyes.

“Yes, yes we can see them!” Pepa was tempted to move closer but she remained by his side, “they kind of look like us?”

They reminded her of the images painted in the walls.

Soon the figures started defining themselves and it was clear it was them, and they were all dancing, playing around.

In what looked like, well, Pepa's room.

“Guys, I think we’re in my room,” she looked at the two of them, “I took a peak at it and it looked just like that.”

Julieta looked at her, obviously confused by this, and Pepa was too. They hadn’t even seen her room yet. She hadn’t even seen parts of the room that were being depicted.

“My head hurts,” Bruno put his hands on his forehead, “Please can you get it to stop!”

Pepa didn’t know how to stop all this, but thankfully Juli acted by putting the flame out and soon the sand stopped spinning and landed all over them.

Pepa covered Bruno’s head so as not to get sand all in his hair and end up stressing him out even more.

Before they could all react to it, Alma appeared behind them, covering their faces with kisses, “Are you alright? I was worried when you didn’t come back out and then we all saw the sand tornado and didn’t know what to do.”

Julieta nodded and went about reassuring her mother, but Pepa was more focused on Bruno.

His eyes were transfixed on an opaque green slab in his hands that had a soft light to it, and on it was engraved a still of them playing around in her room.

They all seemed to be playing with joyful looks on their faces.

Pep could see the cogs turning in Bruno’s head and eventually they stopped.

“Pepi do you think this,” he kept glancing from the slab to her, “do you think this will happen in the future?”

Could it be?

It was plausible, seeing that they probably would play in her room later, and nothing seemed too fantastical anymore when her sister could heal you with a meal and she could control the weather.

But Bruno himself seemed unhappy about it. Almost afraid of himself.

“Brunito!” She couldn’t help but shake him by his shoulders, “that’s amazing! Do you know how cool that is?”

Pepa watched as the worry faded from his features and he hugged her.

“And what are you two doing?” Alma questioned, especially after she saw the slab.

Pepa was about to explain, but instead she encouraged Bruno too.

It was his gift after all.

Alma put her hands over her mouth as she listened, and Pepa was glad to see she was excited about it as well.

After hugging Bruno, she went out to explain everything to the crowd who had mixed reactions to the news, but thankfully the majority was positive.

Pepa didn’t need these random people making her baby Brunito more insecure about himself than he already was.

As everything progressed, everyone soon headed into Pepa’s room, due to her insistence that she wanted everyone to see how beautiful it was.

And eventually Alma gave into her urging and invited her in.

It was the first gift ceremony the people of Encanto had ever witnessed, and to make it all the better three gifts had been revealed.

That one morning when Alma had found three glowing doors that she couldn’t open, she realized they were for the triplets.

And since their birthday was coming up, she took it as a gift from Casita and of course made a big deal out of it, and of course it turned out to be a big deal.

As of right now, they were all partying in Pepa’s. It was filled with rainbows and sunshine, and the air somehow smelled of joy.

Just as great as it seemed in Bruno’s vision.

Her room was way cooler than what she’d seen through the crack in the door.

When someone entered the clouds from the ceiling would lower, and you could lay on them or sit on them. They rain or snow if you wanted them too, it was wonderful.

Pepa’s bed was the grandest cloud in the center of the room.

And the whole room itself changed color depending on what color Pepa needed it to be.

Right now it was a bold yellow.

All around people were dancing, clapping and singing, and at the center of all the attention was Pepa.

She invited her siblings to join her but they didn’t enjoy attention as much as she did. And boy did she enjoy the attention all the townspeople had no problem giving to her.

To them it was more of a humoring as Pepa was only five, but it all made her feel like a queen having everyone clap for her.

Julieta went to get food and left Bruno clapping along to Pepa’s dance alone.

Noticing this, Pepa took it as an opportunity to dance with him.

Holding out a hand, Bruno glanced around to everyone around them.

She smiled to reassure him, “Come on, Brunito! It’ll be fun!”

Staring at her hand one last time he gave in and took her hand, dancing around the circle with her.

Everyone started cheering louder when he did.

“You dance way better than I do!” Bruno laughed.

Pepa rolled her eyes, “Yeah but you’re having fun right?”

He nodded.

“Then that’s all that matters!”

Soon enough Julieta came to join the two of them.

Eventually getting tired, Pepa went to rest on the side, leaving Bruno and Julieta to dance together as she did.

“You have to admit it’s a bit weird.”

Pepa heard a strangely familiar voice speaking, so she followed it to see if it was one of her friends.

Shifting through a few groups of people, Pepa came to two boys talking to each other. One seemed to be trying to convince the other how weird something was.

“Come on, I mean how could he be normal, you saw what happened, it's freaky!” The taller and seemingly older boy argued.

Pepa didn’t recognize them but she decided to go and join their conversation.

“What are you guys talking about?” She tried to seem pleasant and cancel out the subtle rumbling in the cloud above her head that was threatening to give away how suspicious she was.

The older boy was a bit startled by her presence, “Um, nothing j-.”

“Bruno,” the younger boy blurted out.

The older boy punched him on the shoulder before looking at Pepa to see her reaction.

Pepa didn’t really react, or at least on the outside. Inside she was trying to figure out the best way to tell that boy that she wanted him out of her room immediately for speaking badly about her Brunito.

But her cloud gave it all away, with the rumbling turning to thundering.

“Ugh!” The older boy rolled his eyes, “You’re a weirdo too?”

“Excuse me?” Pepa was trying her best to be a civil,

The boy laughed, “Of course a girl would get a gift about having wild emotions. Not like Bruno is any better.”

“How dare you say such things about my family!” Pepa was officially mad, and her cloud was matching her on the inside.

And soon it started drawing some attention from the others, including Bruno, Julieta and Alma.

“It’s not my fault that Bruno is a freak!” The boy scoffed, muttering some words she couldn’t hear under his breath.

She knew Bruno had heard it, he was right there there was now way he couldn’t have. One glance over to him confirmed it. He looked more crestfallen than usual.

Pepa went off on him, her heart beating so loud in her ears that she couldn’t properly hear what she was even saying.

She could feel her ears turning red, and everything was just bubbling to the surface, and her thunder cloud was now making her hair rise.

“Pepa, drop it!” Bruno was soon by her side, “I’ll be fine, we can get mom to talk to him!”

Despite how much she’d want to calm herself down everything had already boiled over, and her cloud or clouds had already messed everything up.

Finally looking up to the sky, Pepa saw that it was now thundering in her room, and soon it started raining.

Before she could even react everyone started filing out, and the boy made one last rude remark before running out too.

Bruno was about to pull Pepa out of the rain too but her cloud would follow them anyway.

Alma came over to try and talk to Pepa but she couldn’t be spoken to.

She was panicking, and no words could get through to her.

Realizing what was going on, Alma told Bruno and Julieta to stay with Pepa while she went to deal with the guest.

So they did.

The three of them sat together until Pepa’s rain turned into a sprinkle, and then into a drizzle, and finally just to quiet cloudiness.

Pepa felt insane for driving everyone away.

How could she ruin her siblings’ birthday like that?

Putting her face in her hands, she started crying, only feeling more overwhelmed as a light rain started up again because of it.

Bruno wrapped his arms around her and Julieta started rubbing her sister's back.

“It’ll be ok Pepi, it’s just a little water,” Bruno really did see it all as just a little water, and that never hurt anyone.

Pepa smiled at that, forgetting for a moment all that had been going on.

Yeah. It was just a little water.

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thanks for making it to the end of the first chapter!! I’m trying to post a new chapter atleast once every week :)

let me know what you think of it and if you wanna be notified for the next update

tagging those who were interested when I posted about it the first time :) @dablackdahlia @annoying5rat @adragonflyaway

Have a nice day and night !! 🌻

edit: I added some more description to Pepa’s room and some descriptions for Julieta, Bruno, and Alma :)

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How the Madrigal Triplets + Agustin and Felix looked when they were younger ✨

This is how they looked when they were in their early to mid-teens so 15-16

Julieta

she looked like a mix of young Alma and Mirabel. she often had her hair up in a bun but whenever she wore her hair down in braids the older generations in the village would always point out her similarities to Alma. she’d freckle very easily whenever she was in the sun for a while so in summer they’d be all over her face. she also out of all her siblings had the most approachable demeanor. she always seemed to have a smile on her face.

Pepa

one of the main things people noticed about her was how different she looked from her family. her hair looked very similar to Aphrodite’s in the birth of Aphrodite painting and she often wore it in a long braid. she had few freckles that were only on her nose. she was a very conventionally attractive girl but her tooth gap kept her from being textbook pretty. her eyebrows were definitely her most defining feature being very nicely shaped.

Bruno

on all accounts he was handsome, but his face was often partially hidden by his hair which he always wore long similar to how it was in the movie. the older generations in the village often pointed out how similar he looked to his father. he always had subtle dark circles around his eyes no matter how much sleep he got. his nose was probably his most prominent feature and like his siblings he has freckles on his face. however he also had rather large doe shaped eyes that made his resting face look like a sad one, but overall were very pretty.

Agustin

he essentially looked like a lighter skinned male version of Isabela. he also has light freckles on his nose and cheeks. his hair went through many styles, including an awful manbun phase, but it was only after he met Julieta that he learned how to style it properly. he was very tall from a young age always towering over his friends. something most found interesting about his appearance was how animated his face could be, he had the widest range of expressions ever, which made his jokes and stories that much more entertaining.

Felix

he resembled Camilo a lot with darker skin and a sturdier build. he was very short being the smallest in the group but he didn’t let it bother him. he usually wore his hair out like in the movie and since he spent a lot of time in the sun it bleached his tips to a light brown. he also had this sort of mischievousness to him like Camilo does in his concept art. he undeniably had the best smile, it could light up a whole room.

In conclusion, they’re all beautiful

I needed to write these characters description anyway so I decided why not post them :)

Have a nice day !! 🌹

Edit: I was drawing Bruno the other day and realized he has freckles too so I’m just add that and pretend it’s always been there, and I changed Julieta to like a mix of Alma and Mirabel cause I feel like it fits better :)

Edit 2: AGUSTÌN HAS FRECKLES TOO KGBJSBFND

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Speaking through the Stars 🌟

Encanto Triplets Era Oneshot

TW: it’s sad ig

For context they’re all 15 :)

I wrote this at 2 am so it’s only kinda proofread but I’ll edit it in the morning if I remember

“Are we there yet?” Agustin complained, “why are we going there anyways?”

Bruno had enlisted his sisters and friends to hike with him at night to a mountain peak. They’d now been walking for a little over an hour and Bruno had said ‘It’s just around the corner’ about 5 times.

Felix was about to agree, “Seriously wh-.”

“I can’t believe you!” Pepa turned to Agustin, “we’re going because it means a lot to Bruno. And we all care about him.”

“Exactly!” Felix shook his head at him, “why would you even question that?”

Agustin just rolled his eyes.

“Here!” Bruno spoke up from the front of the group, “Right over here!”

Everyone expected it to be another ‘it’s just around the corner’, until Bruno started running.

They all followed until Bruno stopped at a ledge overlooking a mountainscape.

The warm summer breeze washed over all their faces as they looked up to see a purple night sky filled with stars.

“Woah,” Julieta went and placed a hand on Bruno’s shoulder, “it’s beautiful up here.”

“I know right!” Bruno fumbled with his bag, “but that’s not the only reason we asked you here.”

Soon he pulled out a large book with all the zodiac constellations on the front.

“Perfect! Are we hunting constellations?” Felix gazed up at the sky, “I only know the Big Dipper.”

“Yeah, I thought it would be fun,” Bruno sat down and starting flipping the pages, and Julieta rested next to him.

Soon everyone was referencing all the pages and pointing them out as they found them in the sky, and eventually the once quiet area was filled with conversation and laughter.

But despite the antics going on around him, Bruno wasn’t talking or playing around like the others were.

To him this wasn’t a time for play.

Carefully searching the sky he kept his finger on one page, clearly searching for just one specific constellation rather than many.

“Bruno,” Pepa kneeled in front of him, “are you alright?”

Bruno hasn’t realized how his face had dropped.

“I’m fine, just tired,” he gave her a thumbs up.

Pepa narrowed her eyes, “I recognize that look on your face, you’re thinking about something.”

Bruno didn’t even try to lie about it, he simply nodded.

Pepa reached out and took her hands in his, “You know you can tell me anything, right?”

She put force into her last word. Not in an aggressive way, but just to emphasize that she truly meant it.

Bruno once again nodded, and he did tell her.

He told her why all of this meant so much to him, and where he got the idea to come there in the first place. How he’d gotten the idea years before but only now did he ever put enough thought into it to forgive out how to get there.

And how it all tied back to their father.

~ 8 years ago ~

Eating wasn’t something Bruno liked doing during the day.

He much preferred to work on his projects or hangout with his friends, and because of this nighttime was usually when his hunger hit.

Because of this he’d gotten pretty good at sneaking down to the kitchen after he was supposed to be in bed to grab a quick midnight snack. With help from casita of course.

Tonight, just like the others, Bruno snuck down to the kitchen, making sure his footsteps were swift and light as not to wake anyone up.

However, what Bruno would soon find out is that he wasn’t the only person awake.

Just as he was rounding the corner, he bumped into someone he did not expect to see.

Subsequently falling on the floor and dropping his food, he looked up to see his mother, Alma, holding their everlasting candle.

She stifled a laugh, “And what are you doing up so late?”

Bruno was quick to spill everything, explaining all the things he’d been doing.

Of course, Alma already knew all of this. Bruno was quiet for an 8 year old but not quiet enough for her motherly ears.

“It’s alright,” she bent down and kissed his forehead, “you didn’t eat much today anyways, you deserve a late night snack.”

Bruno let out a sigh of relief, picking his plate up and returning to his feet, “But what are you doing up, mami?”

Alma debated whether or not to tell him, but in the end she decided too. It might do him some good.

“Why don’t you come with me and find out?” holding out her hand which Bruno quickly grabbed, she led him up to a part of casita he’d never seen before.

It was a small room with a bay window, very open, with blankets spread across the windows seating area. All over the walls were old pictures.

Some with people Bruno didn’t recognize, and others with his father in them, who he only knew through pictures.

Taking her seat by the window atop the blankets, Alma motioned to the place in front of her and Bruno went to sit down.

“You asked what I was doing,” she looked outside, up at the sky, “well sometimes I like to come up here and talk to your father.”

Bruno wore a confused expression as he shoved food in his mouth, “What do you mean?”

Alma held out the candle for him to hold, smiling to herself at how big it looked by his hands, and once he took it she explained, “That candle represents our miracle, given to us in our greatest time of need, brought on only by the sacrifice your father made. We are only able to help people as much as we can, because of him.”

Bruno didn’t look up when he spoke, electing to watch the flame dance around, “But how do you talk to him? Does he answer?”

“Through the candle, and when I come up here I feel closer to him than in any other part of Casita,” Alma shook her head, “and no, he does not respond. In the traditional way at least. But I know he hears me.”

“How could you know if he doesn’t even talk back?” Bruno raised an eyebrow, still staring at the flame. He was questioning whether or not his mom had gone crazy.

“Well, he doesn’t speak with words, but through the world, through other things such as,” she turned to the sky, “the stars.”

That got Bruno’s attention and made him look up too.

“He always loved the stars, and sometimes I can feel him speaking through them.”

Bruno had never paid the stars any mind. He’d been aware of them but now he felt a bond with them. If those twinkling lights could make it so that he could finally have a conversation with his dad then they were just about the greatest thing in the world.

“But that’s not the only way he speaks to me,” Alma held Bruno’s hands, “you remind me a lot of him you know.”

He’d heard this before, “I know you always tell me I look like him.”

“No, no not just in looks,” she placed a finger in his chest, “in heart. You both have just about the most wonderful hearts I’ve ever seen.”

Bruno’s eyes were sparkling.

“Every time I ask him for help, or a sign, he always reminds me of you.”

Both of them agreed now was time for a hug.

“The stars told you all that?” Bruno was simply amazed.

“In a way,” Alma laughed, “if you ever get the chance Brunito, search for the constellation Auriga, we’d always search for it but were never able to find it.”

Bruno nodded vigorously. This would be easy for him since he was great at finding things.

With one last kiss on the forehead, Alma sent Bruno off to bed.

~ Now ~

Pepa had never heard that story before, but now that she had she decided to help him search.

Two pairs of eyes were better than one when searching for things after all.

In the end however they didn’t find it.

With so many bright stars in the sky fighting for his attention it was hard for him to find the ones that shined the brightest, but Bruno tried not to wear his disappointment on his face.

That’d only invite questions, and he wasn’t about to tell the story again.

Bruno didn’t go to sleep that night.

Instead he resigned himself to the nursery, scanning across the sky.

How could he have failed? Had his father just not wanted to speak with him? Could that be it?

Bruno hoped to god that wasn’t the case.

After a while, he furrowed his eyebrows when his gaze fell upon a familiar yet so unfamiliar set of stars.

Reaching for his book he turned to the page about Auriga, which by then was so worn and faded from him running his fingers over it so often that he had to squint to read it.

There were no differences. They were identical.

He’d found it.

And it was just as fulfilling as he wanted it to be.

Bruno didn’t go to sleep that night. He was going to share a few words with his dad.

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Encanto brought me closer to my family and I wanted to write about Bruno so here’s this :)

Sorry it’s sad I was in a mood

Have a nice day and night !! 🌟

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Ok! I’m officially going to write the Madrigal Triplets Trilogy :)

I started outlining the first story a few days ago, and the first few chapters will be posted later this month on here and on my ao3 (@happygirl_132007) . I will also make a master list for all the chapters as they’re posted and it will be pinned.

Use this post to ask any questions or you can submit them to my ask box. You can also put head canons there or just things you’d like to see. And so far the working title is ‘Triplets of Enchantment’, so you can put title ideas too :)

Im starting with Pepa’s perspective if you’d like to put titles based on her bc the series will have an overall name but each story will have one themed on the focus character

I’m really excited about this and thanks for all the support towards the project :D

Have a nice day !! 🦋

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Paper Snowflakes ❄️ + 80 followers !!

Encanto Triplets Era Oneshot, Julieta x Agustin, platonic or romantic

Julieta is stressed and Agustin decides to help her distress ❄️

A/N: I love these two sm (they’re my mains in my script) so for my first milestone post I had to write about them and Y/N!! About that thank you so much for 80 followers!! I was gonna celebrate 69 but I passed that so quickly and like thank you sm I can’t believe so many people wanna see what I post I still can’t wrap my head around it, love you all SO MUCH !! Anyways here’s a shorter story to celebrate !!

Julieta had been having a stressful week.

With taking care of the whole village’s injuries and trying to help her siblings through their woes, she’d barely had any time for herself.

As of right now she was trying to finish some of her homework in the dining room, as she focused best there.

Mumbling the answers to herself as she wrote them down, she heard a set of footsteps in the other room.

Eventually, Agustin appeared.

She wasn’t surprised, it wasn’t uncommon for him, or Felix to randomly come over to hangout or simply just to rest since Casita saw them as family.

Before she could ask what he needed Agustin blurted out, “Can I have some paper?” he motioned to the stack Julieta had in front of her.

“Sure,” she pushed it towards him, “take as much as you need.”

Nodding, Agustin took the whole stack and ran off.

She was a bit taken aback by that but went back to her work.

Soon she heard a loud crumpling noise, then a sharp ripping.

She sighed, trying to focus while Agustin seemingly destroyed all the paper he was given in the other room.

- 5 minutes later -

“Juli!”

She looked up to see Agustin again, but that didn’t really surprise her, “Hm?”

“Can I borrow your colored pencils?” he pointed to the open box of pencils.

“Um, yeah go ahead,” she moved on from math to her art project.

Just as before he took the box, and soon enough Julieta heard a violent scribbling in the other room.

- 5 minutes later (again) -

This time Agustin didn’t come to take anything but he returned the box of pencils, simply missing the blue ones.

Julieta furrowed her brows at the observation.

What was he doing?

- 5 minutes later (again again) -

Julieta had pretty much expected Agustin to come back and eventually he did.

At this point she was about to explode, “What is it now?”

“Can I borrow your scissors?”

“Mhm,” Julieta nodded, and Agustin grabbed them before running off again.

At that point, Julieta was used to the whole routine, but it took her a while to get used to constant sound of Agustin snipping away in the other room.

The sound would slowly drive her crazy.

- 5 minutes later (you know the drill) -

“Julieta!” Agustin ran into the room, a wide grin on his face.

She threw her hands up, “Ay, Agustin I’m busy!”

His face fell, “So you don’t want to see what I made?”

She sighed, “Sorry I yelled at you, what did you want to show me?”

The grin returned to his face, and revealed what he’d been holding behind his back.

It was a string of paper snowflakes, small drawings of the two of them dancing on each one in blue pencil.

It was adorable.

“I thought it would help you calm down,” he looked proud of what he’d done.

Despite how tired she was, Julieta managed a smile. This boy would be the death of her.

She stood and put her hands on her hips, “What am I going to do with you?”

He shrugged, “Kiss me?”

“Ah, your true motives are revealed,” Julieta narrowed her eyes, “but since you’ve been so kind.”

She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

His face went red and he wasn’t able to say much after that.

“Now go and get my scissors and paper,” she took the paper snowflakes from him, “you have to teach me how to make these.”

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Just a little something to celebrate! My other projects will be posted soon but I wanted to get this out :)) plus I love them both sm so it was about time I posted something about the two of them

Have a nice day and night !! ❄️

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Frozen Lakes

Agustin and Bruno go ice skating, what could go wrong?

Triplets era fanfic they’re all around 16 in this

Word Count: 1, 147

A/N: ok since I wanna post the next chapter of the triplets story on Valentine’s Day bc it involves a date and like it’d be perfect, here’s this till then. I love writing about them sm so I had to do this one next :D I actually really like this story a lot sm so that I might add this into Bruno’s story (tweaked a bit ofc to fit the rest of it) but yeah here it is

“Come on, Bruno!” Agustin had followed the shorter boy home, “it’ll be fun!”

Agustin had been trying to convince Bruno to go ice skating with him, while also expressing that there would be no risk to him.

“I already agreed, I just have to ask Julieta.”

Agustin raised an eyebrow, “Julieta?”

“Yeah, we usually let her know where we’re going just in case we get hurt she knows where we are.”

“How would she know if you were hurt?”

Bruno gave him a look, “If I’m going somewhere with you, one of us is getting hurt.”

“Hey!” Agustin wanted to argue but he knew he was right.

After letting Julieta know what was going, Bruno went and put on every warm garment he could find.

“Don’t you think that’s enough?” Agustin asked, as he was simply wearing some thick black pants, and a navy blue overcoat.

“Not yet,” Bruno was already wearing three layers as he slipped on his signature ruana, and a brown and green patterned hat, “now we can go.”

Agustin held the door open, “Can you even walk like that?”

“Of course I can,” Bruno was used to wearing this many layers in the winter. He was always cold even when it wasn’t winter so when it was he’d never leave the house without all his sweaters, “Now where’s this lake?”

Agustin had almost forgotten, but soon he perked up, “Right, right, come on!” He grabbed Bruno’s arm and pulled him along, “It’s behind my house.”

Bruno had to jog to keep up with Agustin and his long legs, “Ok, ok, slow down!”

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“Here it is!” Agustin stared down at the lake, seeming proud that he’d found it, despite it being within view of anyone passing his house.

The two of them had already put on their makeshift skates, and now they were staring down the vast lake before them.

“Are you sure it’s frozen enough?” Bruno put his hand on Agustin’s shoulder before testing the ice with his foot.

“Nope!” Agustin took a few confident strides out onto the ice, “but it’s the only lake in Encanto that’s even close to it.”

Bruno wondered how he’d ended up with such an unaware idiot as a best friend, on a half-frozen lake.

He definitely was not moving. He was fine on the edge.

Agustin noticed his hesitation, “Come on!” he went and took both of Bruno’s hands, “come with me!” He dragged out the last syllable.

“No, stop, stop!” Bruno started screaming as Agustin slowly slid him across the ice.

He started laughing, “Bruno, Bruno, calm down! We don’t have to go to the center!”

Bruno was out on an unfrozen lake with Agustin as his protector.

Agustin.

Bruno was sure he was about to die.

“Alright, I’ll stop pulling you, but now you have to watch my performance,” Agustin let go of Bruno and started walking off, slipping with every step.

“What performance?” Bruno called after him, trying his best to move without moving.

“My performance for you!” Agustin started spinning around, “so you know I appreciate you.”

“Just don’t hurt yourself!”

Bruno wasn’t sure what he was watching but it was a hilarious sight to see Agustin sliding around on the ice trying to hang on to what little choreography he prepared.

He also started singing what Bruno recognized as the Family Madrigal, which at that point had only 6 verses.

“He’s really trying it,” Bruno muttered to himself, not being able to help the laughter that followed.

After a while he felt his face growing red from the cold and so many snowflakes had settled on his eyelashes he was practically blind.

“Are you done yet?” He had started inching closer to him, “I feel very appreciated already.”

“Almost,” Agustin threw his hand up to the sky and started yelling, “I want everyone to know Bruno Madrigal Is my best friend!”

“Stop, you don’t need to be so loud,” Bruno put his hand over his mouth, but couldn’t help but smile.

“Hey!” Agustin returned the smile, “I got you to come to the center.”

Bruno hadn’t even noticed how far he’d strayed from the land. “Right.” And he immediately started heading back.

“No! You have to skate with me for a bit.”

Despite how scared he still was, he and Agustin skated around a bit, Agustin almost falling several times, and Bruno staying in pretty much the same place the whole time.

“Ok, now I’m going,” Bruno started for the edge and Agustin followed after him.

Moving slowly trying not to lock his knees he-.

“Ahhh!”

Bruno whipped around when he heard Agustin scream but all worry faded when he saw that he’d simply face planted.

“I’m ok!” He held up a thumbs up and Bruno rolled his eyes, knowing his nose was probably in shambles.

“Don’t worry!” Bruno yelled, “I see Julieta in the distance.”

_____

Agustin hadn’t seen Bruno in days, and since Julieta had gone on a trip to the city, and Felix had gone to visit some family friends he was alone.

That wasn’t entirely true, he had Pepa, but that interaction, well…

“Hey Pepa!” He grinned at her.

She looked at him, blank faced, “What?”

“Wanna hangout?”

“No”

…Didn’t go as planned.

So he went to check on Bruno.

Casita let him in easily, and when he didn’t find Bruno in his room he checked the nursery.

“Bruno?” He slowly opened the door to see his best friend in bed, “are you alright?”

Bruno quickly sat up, “Yeah I’m fine,” he stifled a cough, “what are, why are you here?”

“I haven’t heard from you in a while,” he narrowed his eyes, “what’s going on?”

Bruno stared at him for a while and Agustin stared back.

“Don’t make me count to-.”

“Fine! Sorry! I’m sick because we stayed outside and I didn’t wanna tell you so you wouldn’t feel bad!” Bruno hid his face in his blanket.

Agustin didn’t expect it to be that easy.

“Aw,” he went and sat on the edge of the bed, “why’d you think I’d feel bad?”

“Because you invited me outside, so I just decided to hide until I got better.”

Despite the fact that Agustin did kinda feel bad, he acted like he didn’t, “Well I don’t, and the least you could do is let me help you get better, since Julieta is away.”

“Uh,” Bruno furrowed his brows, “do you think that’s a good idea?”

“Trust me,” Agustin waved it off, “what could go wrong?”

_____

“You two are just about the stupidest people I know,” Julieta brought two arepas to the nursery, and gave one to both Bruno and Agustin, who were now sick.

“I did it out of the goodness of my heart!” Agustin’s words were muffled as he shoved the food in his mouth.

Bruno laughed, “Told you we’d get hurt.”

“Shut up!”

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I love the two of them sm so I hope you all enjoy this story :D if I post before Valentine’s Day it’ll probably be in a different fandom, that fandom being Maze Runner cause I wanna post some other stuff from my other fandoms and I’m in a Maze Runner brain rot rn

@michoco-hotcoco I finally finished it lol

Have a nice day and night !! 🌸

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✨• Masterlist •✨

I have no idea how to work links so they’re just gonna be the urls sry it’s ugly 😭 Edit: FIGURED IT OUT it’s more concise and less ugly now heheheh

Encanto

Oneshots 🌸

Candy Cane Wars, Dolores Madrigal x Reader, Dolores was just trying to make a gingerbread house, but her s/o had other plans, plans of war

Accidental Fires, Encanto Triplets Era Oneshot, Julieta, Pepa, and Felix, left Bruno and Agustin alone with fire, what could go wrong?

Speaking through the Stars, Encanto Triplets Era Oneshot, Bruno has always longed for a connection to the father every claimed he was so similar to, is this finally his chance to have one?

Who am I?, Everyone seems to know who they want Camilo Madrigal to be, except Camilo himself

Snowmen Aren’t Sentient, Camilo and his s/o get stuck babysitting Antonio on a winter night while the other Madrigals are away, once again, what could go wrong ?

Paper Snowflakes, Julieta is stressed out and Agustin helps her distress

Frozen Lakes, Agustin and Bruno go ice skating, what could go wrong?

Bonita, Bonito, Carlos had always been protective of his Bonita, Bonito, but what happens when he takes it a bit too far

Headcanons 🌹

Camilo Hcs that’s it, just Camilo Hcs

What Each of the Amazing Madrigals smell like

How the Madrigal Triplets + Agustin and Felix looked when they were younger

Encanto Height Hcs

Agustin Madrigal Appreciation Post

Madrigals Triplets + Agustin and Felix friendship dynamics

How (some) of the Madrigals react to finding you crying

Camilo and Carlos Twin Headcanons

How Camilo and Carlos Madrigal take care of you when you’re sick

Triplets of Encanto Book 1: Pepa Madrigal 🍂

before the 3rd generation of Madrigal’s were navigating the world, their parents dealt with their own struggles. so let’s go back a couple decades and see what life was like for them.

Chapter 1: The First Gift Ceremony

The village of Encanto was familiar with magic, but they were about to experience it in a completely different way through three soon to be magical triplets

Chapter 2: The Size of a Dime

Everyone’s worried Pepa can’t keep her emotions in check, including her, but what happens when her cloud acts out of turn, and their concern turns into fear?

Chapter 3: Just Because

Pepa gets a note from who she assumes is Felix, and they get to talking by a stream

Upcoming Projects 💐

Upcoming Projects, so I can go back to it without scrolling and if you guys wanna see what’s next