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roxylexie01 · 2 years

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Her favorite rose (part 2)

I'm sorry it took me so long to finish this, but life got in the way as usual. Again, it's nothing special, just wanted to get this out of my chest and share it. It's possible I'll write more of Isa and Rosa in the future. But I'll post everything on ao3 and put the link of the new stuff here, it's faster😅 Hope you enjoy.💕

Link to part 1

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The next morning Isabela was trying so hard to grin and bear during breakfast with her family, even when abuela started talking of her engagement with Mariano, again.

But she reached her breaking point when...

"He wants five babies." Dolores said, listening to the Guzmans with her gift.

Isabela froze, eyes wide with shock.

Oh, hell no.

There was no way she was going to do that. Was Dolores messing with her? She hoped she was. However, knowing even a little Mariano, those could very well be his words.

She needed to get away from here, now.

She got up from the table before abuela could stop her and talk, for the hundredth time, about how good this marriage would be for both of their families.

Isabela hurried into town, heading to the hat shop. Rosabel's family hat shop where her girlfriend worked, to be precise. At this hour the shop was usually empty and Isa knew that Rosa was on duty today.

The doorbell above Isabela rang as she entered ready to greet her lover, but she stopped in her tracks. There was a customer inside that was talking to Rosabel. A young man probably the same age as Mariano.

That was fine. She could wait until he leaved. Meanwhile Isabela pretended to look at the hats on display.

She was looking at a sombrero vueltiao, when a sentence from the young man caught her attention.

"I would like to treat you too dinner. Are you free this saturday?"

Isabela almost choked with her own saliva.

"Keep calm, maybe he meant as friends." tried to reason Isabela.

"I wanted to go on a date with you for a while now."

Okay, he didn't mean as friends, but that's still fine. Isa knows Rosa can take care of herself really well against this type of situation.

"I'm afraid I'm already busy this saturday." Rosabel said with a glacial tone, which should have given the idea to the guy to leave and never return.

"Oh, okay. What about sunday?" he continued unperturbed.

"I'm afraid I'm busy every day of the week from now until my death. Now, if you may-"

"Oh c'mon, I'm just asking for one date, not to marry you! Just give me a chance!" he loudly protested.

Now, that was not fine.

"He's the insisting kind of guy, ugh." thought Isabela. She hated those. Why couldn't they take a hint and just leave instead of making things harder?!

Isabela saw Rosabel's expression harden and she knew her girlfriend had everything under control.

"I made pretty clear that I said no. I have to ask you to leave the shop, sir." her glacial tone still in use and it was even more glacial if possible.

The young man grumbled indistinctly under his breath while he stormed towards the door. Just as he was crossing the threshold, he tripped over a root that appeared out of nowhere, which disappeared in the blink of an eye. He went flying across the front door, landing on his face just outside.

"Ow, did you get hurt? My mother Julieta is giving arepas in the plaza! Hurry up or there will be nothing left! You're welcome, bye forever!" Isabela shouted at him closing the door in his face full of scratches.

She turned to Rosabel, who was watching her with amusement.

"Subtle." Rosa smirked at her.

"That I was." Isa shrugged innocently.

Rosa, still smiling, shaked her head. Isabela placed a kiss on Rosabel's cheek, near the jawline.

"Seriously though, did something happen? I know you don't act reckless unless something upsetted you." Rosabel asked, watching Isabela with a worried face.

"You mean besides that irritating excuse of a man who tried to ask you out?"

"Sí, besides him. It takes more than that to make you lose control." Rosabel took Isa's hand "What is it?"

Isabela sighed. Rosa seemed always able to look past all her facades.

"Mariano is going to propose to me tonight."

Rosa run her thumb on the back of Isa's hand, her eyes fixated on her girlfriend.

"What else?" she asked, knowing that wasn't all.

Rosabel swore she could almost see the aura of nervousness around Isabela. The eldest Madrigal took a deep breath.

"According to what Dolores heard, if she wasn't messing with me that is, he wants five babies." an anxious shiver run through Isa.

Rosa squeezed Isabela's hand and said with a dead serious face "Not if I cut his dick off first-"

"Rosa!"

"What?"

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Rosabel blended into the crowd that was forming outside the house of the Madrigals.

The townspeople were waiting patiently and in religious silence, holding up the sign ¡Felicidades! all ready to make their congratulations.

Rosabel was pacing in the back, not knowing what to do with herself. As much as she wanted to waltz in and proclaim: "This marriage must not take place!" she knew she couldn't. Her and Isa agreed to let things make their course and she would keep her promise. Although she couldn't help but feel stuck and impotent.

A commotion from inside the house got her attention. After a few seconds the windows bursted open and everyone cheered, only to assist at a literal rainstorm inside the house.

Rosa watched in astonishment, not understanding what was happening.

Mariano and his mother ran out of the house surpassing the crowd. Rosabel catched a glimpse of the man with a hand on his nose.

Rosabel was getting more and more confused by the second, but pleased at the same time to know that something might have gone wrong.

A moment later Alma Madrigal stood in the doorway, frantically yelling something about the magic and how everything was fine and slamming the door shut right afterwards.

Yup, something definitely went wrong.

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Isabela was estatic.

She barely got any sleep after that disastrous dinner, but she couldn't care less about it.

Her engagement with Mariano could be considered over after the latest events of that night, all because of her little sister.

Isabela was still stressed out about abuela and what the matriarch would do to fix everything. Right now Alma Madrigal was on her way to talk to the townspeople and, most likely, to the Guzmans.

She was really trying not to think about it, but the fear of her act falling apart and letting her exposed for the first time in years was getting stronger and stronger. She stopped in her tracks to take some deep breaths, in and out, trying to calm herself down and don't hyperventilate.

Ugh, why does Mirabel need to make my life harder than it already is?!

Not that Mirabel or anyone else knew about it. They very much obviously weren't supposed to. And she wasn't actually angry, not quite... what she felt was a little more complex and hard to describe. Yes, she was glad of the ruined proposal. At the same time she was less satisfied with abuela's disappointment for the turn out of it, even if said disappointment wasn't directed at her but at her sister.

Isabela pretending to be the perfect daughter had been a choice she had been forced to take, but nevertheless took it herself. Just like it was always meant to be... a burden she carried alone.

She didn't want to think about that right now though. She needed to escape for a bit.

That's why she was in her usual dress so early in the morning. She was getting ready to sneak out and go to Rosabel's house to tell her the news herself.

Isabela was using her bed to reach the upper window, but she froze in place when she heard her room's door opening and a voice.

"Isa? Heeeyyy..."

Mirabel.

Damn it. What did her sister wanted from her now? Couldn't she wait a couple of hours?

She guessed it couldn't be helped. Isabela putted on a pissed off face and made her presence known.

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Rosabel was slowly getting ready for the day. She didn't have anything important to do today, being her free day from work during the week.

Maybe she could go see Isabela and find out what happened yesterday evening. Okay, she was kind of half lying to herself, 'cause that was more of an excuse to just see her girlfriend. She missed her already.

Rosabel had just walked outside when a bunch of unidentified plants suddenly grew all around her. No, not just around her, they grew everywhere! The whole town was covered in plants of all kinds!

Rosabel got a closer look. It seemed like most of them where succulents plants.

This was Isabela's doing for sure. Rosa knew Isa's always been fascinated by these kind of plants, but reluctant to grow them herself, fearing abuela's reaction.

As Rosabel walked on the main street she met many confused townspeople, who were trying to clean a path through the multiple plants covering the tiled floor.

That didn't last long though, because in a matter of seconds the plants dissolved by themselves.

And then something, sort of like an earthquake, shaked the Encanto.

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Casita crumbled before their eyes with Mirabel still inside. A rush of panic and fear moved all the Madrigals in a frantic search for her. The first to find her was Julieta, who made sure her daughter was not injured. Which she wasn't thanks to Casita that protected her until the end.

In that moment Rosabel came running towards the remains of La Casa Madrigal. Her eyes darting all over the place to locate her lover.

Then she saw her.

Away from everyone else, almost hiding in a corner, Isabela was sitting on her knees on the ground with an empty expression on her face. Rosabel sprinted in her direction, worried sick, and dropped to the ground in front of the girl without a second thought.

"Isa! Isa, are you okay?!" Rosabel took Isabela's face in her hands. "Mi amor, you aren't hurt, are you?"

Isabela's lucid eyes didn't move from the ground while giving an imperceptible shake of the head. She didn't seem to be completely in the present as she distractedly glaced at the house ruins and her family.

"I'm a failure."

Rosabel was taken aback by that "What?"

"I don't wanna be constantly perfect anymore... I'm so sick of it..." Isabela looked down at her hands "I also lost my powers and that was the only thing everybody was really interested in." a single tear left her right eye "I am nothing now... and if you don't want to be with me anymore, I understand-"

"¿De qué diablos estás hablando?" Rosabel cutted her off. "I'd sure be nuts to even think of leaving you for something like that!"

"But-"

"No buts." her voice firm "I love you, Isabela. And I'll do everything I can to show it to you every single day until you'll have me."

Green met hazel.

Rosa's determined expression screamed the truthfulness of her vow to Isa.

Isabela felt overwhelmed with love and hugged Rosabel as tightly as she could. This girl with a golden heart was her other half and she couldn't be happier.

After a couple of seconds, Rosabel helped Isabela get up from the ground.

"I like your new style by the way." Rosa said, grinning. Isa's cheeks flushed a little.

Suddenly, Julieta's voice brought the attention of everyone back. When nobody was watching Mirabel had vanished.

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After Mirabel reunited with her family, a chorus of voices could be heard approaching the twelve members of La Casa Madrigal. On the first line of villagers, along with Mariano, his mother and señor Osvaldo, was Rosabel leading everyone to the Madrigals.

She joined her hands with Isabela's as soon as she arrived in front of her.

"Let us help you now." she said.

Isa gave her a grateful look.

As everyone got to work Isabela stopped Rosabel on her tracks.

"I didn't get the chance to tell you before." Isabela began to speak. "The engagement is cancelled for good, all thanks to Mirabel." she finished with a wide smile.

Rosabel was so happy and relieved to hear that her suspects from the night before were right, that she didn't notice Isabela leaning in to lock their lips in a passionate kiss, in front of everyone. A kiss Isa waited long enough to share with the woman she choose to love, finally completely careless of the judgment of others.

All around them could be heard people who stopped working, gasping and watching them with surprise and shock.

Felix, Pepa, Julieta and Agustín watched the moment with astonished silence. Agustín was the first to wore a big and approving smile for his daughter along with a thumbs up for extra support. Julieta, Pepa and Felix followed his lead with enthusiasm.

Camilo deduced something was up by Isabela's being completely uninterested in Mariano or any other guy for that matter. Good for her.

Dolores let out a happy squeak, not surprised for obvious reasons. She was relieved that it wasn't a secret anymore and glad to see her prima finally with her soulmate.

Even Bruno didn't look much surprised at all. Has he kept some details of Isabela's future vision hidden perhaps?

Mirabel and Luisa cheered loudly without hesitation, both radiant with joy for their older sister.

Little Antonio was happy for his prima since she looked happy kissing the other girl, did he need some other reason? He didn't think so.

Abuela blinked a few times with her head slightly tilted to the side, almost as if she was seeing things. It was certainly a new development, but she clearly saw the unconditional love between the two girls. The same love her and Pedro shared. She smiled.

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It was only natural for Rosabel to invite Isabela to stay at her place, until her girlfriend's house wasn't ready and livable once again.

The reconstruction took some time and Rosabel certainly wasn't complaining since she got to spend a lot of time with Isabela. They easily got used to a daily routine together. They would wake up, have breakfast, get to work in town and at Casita, hangout hand in hand through the streets of the Encanto and so on.

They had the chance to experiment what their married life would be like after all, why not take it?

Rosabel, Isabela and Mirabel got to help Dolores confess to Mariano at some point. They shared happy high fives for their success when the two love birds leaved together arm in arm.

In the meantime, Rosabel has been growing on her own and in secret a little cactus to gift to Isabela. She wanted her to know that she loved her no matter what. Meanwhile Isabela was perfecting her gardening skills now that she couldn't grow the plants herself. Even if not for long since, always thanks to Mirabel, the whole family would get their gifts back, but let's not get to that just yet.

One day Rosabel approached her with a little cactus in a pot.

"I heard you like cactus." she said jokingly but also with sweetness in her tone, offering the plant to Isabela.

"I like its spikes, so different from all the soft petals I'm used to." confessed Isa, thanking Rosa and taking the pot in her hands with a warm smile.

"Lucky me then, roses also have thorns." Rosa winked at Isa, making her blush like it was the first time.

The end.

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lesbianecrivain · 9 months

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A comment on my Isabela fanfic just made my day 🥺😩

If you havent yet, you can read my Isabela Madrigal fanfic on AO3 right on this link. It's called, "La Profecía del Tío Bruno (Tío Bruno's Prophecy)"

#lesbian #sapphic #original character #La Profecía del Tío Bruno (Tío Bruno's Prophecy)#isabela madrigal x female oc #isabela madrigal #encanto

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naoko-world · 2 years

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OK today is now Sushi day! Organized by @hectic-hector based on an idea by the wonderful @thecrazyashley-blog!

I wrote a bit of something for the occasion! A ficlet, related to Bruno's fangirl, with Perlita making the Madrigal discovering Sushi. Because honestly it was appropriate since I doubt the Madrigals ever saw Sushi, and Perlita directly comes from our world so she knows what it is and probably like it.

Enjoy!

You can find it on Ao3 in english here and in french here

No warning. Fluff.

978 words

Sushi time at the campsite

Summary: One day at the campsite, Perlita decided it's time for the Madrigals to discover Sushi.

One day during lunchtime, at the campsite, Perlita decided that the Madrigals needed to discover other kinds of tastes, starting with sushi!

This is how she ended up placing a tray full of these delicacies before the fire, Julieta standing beside her, in front of the dumbfounded faces of the family. She couldn't wait to have their opinion on these! When she and Julieta made them at a villager's house, the healer didn't seem convinced, always asking her about if she was sure of her recipe. She happily answered that, of course, she was sure! She was trusting her memory from when she made some at school, and she knew they'd love them! Everyone loves Sushi!

Bruno was the first to talk, asking with suspicion “Corazón...What is that?”

“That? They’re sushi.”

“What is su-chi?"

She thought for a moment, wondering how to answer properly, before smiling and answering “They’re food from a country called Japan in East Asia, situated on an Island with a lot of earthquakes!” Then, she added with confidence “They're good! And they’re actually really expensive over there!”

“These things are actually expensive?” answered Bruno with surprise, pointing at the goods.

“Yes! In Japan they are!”

Then, Perlita stretched her hand toward Agustín, who gave her the chopsticks she asked him to make. The day before, she had drawn what the cutleries should look like so that he could try to make them with wood. She heard he got help from Luisa and Isabela, which is a good thing since the results were chopsticks very close to what Perlita was used to. She watched them with pride, while she was given one twin by Madrigal, keeping one for herself so she could taste them too.

Then, she used those to take one one sushi and hold it to Bruno, all while smiling and saying in an adoring tone "Open your mouth Amor!"

He obeyed, an amused look on his face, letting his girlfriend put the rice and raw fish in his mouth. Then, he closed it to chew, while all the worried eyes were turned to him, waiting for his opinion on it. All besides Camilo, who looked ready to throw his best punchlines for when he’ll eventually spit it in disgust. He won’t though, Perlita was sure of it! Because sushi is delicious and she had the help of the best cook in the entire Encanto!

Her certainty got confirmed by Bruno’s face, which shifted from worry to beaming, exclaiming “That’s good!”

“Huh? Really?” asked Isabela with surprise.

“Yeah! Not the best thing but it's definitely edible!”

Mirabel used her chopsticks to pick one up and put it in her mouth, chewing it a bit before confirming “Oh yeah! That’s good! I would even say delicious!”

It pushed the rest of the family to take one too, most of them beaming once they could taste it, making Perlita feel very proud of herself and her memories of her school days. Well, some of them, as Félix, were making sceptical faces while some others, as Alma, were looking disgusted, but the majority seemed to love sushi.

Once there was none left, Bruno took Perlita in his arms to kiss her forehead, making her giggle, before asking "Mi reina, how come you come up with this kind of surprise?"

"They're from my world Mi rey!" she answered with a big smile. "And I'm lucky I have a good memory."

Agustín questioned her "You said they are from-?"

"From Japan! An island in Asia where-"

"What is Asia?" Luisa interrupted her.

Perlita sighed, feeling how hard it'd be to answer, especially with her limited knowledge. She felt she had to, however since she could feel Alma's stare on her, and her mischievous smile showing she actually knew the answer but wanted to know how she'd do, which was putting pressure on her to try.

Well...Let's start then! "Ah...Well hum..”

She glanced at Bruno, hoping having him in her sight would inspire her. Well, she wasn’t certain it was because of that but afterwards the idea she could start by a parallel with what they already know came to her mind as she was explaining “You agree that here we're in Colombia, on the South America continent?"

They nodded, inciting her to continue with more confidence "In the world you have five continents. One of them is Asia, which has a lot of countries such as China, India, Iran, Russia, Indonesia, Vietnam, and Japan."

"The one Sushi comes from!" noted Pepa.

Perlita nodded "The same one! For what I know of it’s a really old and traditional dish made by hand by some kind of Sushi masters so, nowadays, they’re considered a luxury over there."

"They really use these things?" asked Camilo, showing the chopsticks with an annoyed frown. "They ain't really practical."

"Most countries from East Asia do use them", confirmed Perlita.

“And they didn’t think about changing for something easier to handle?”

“Oh you know,” she smiles. “I just think they are used to it and didn’t feel the need to change.”

“Well, I can understand them!” claimed Isabela with a sassy face. “It’s pretty neat!”

They all watched her as she juggled the chopsticks onto her hand, clearly having fun handling them. Perlita thought she never saw someone be this much at ease with them. Mirabel tried to imitate her but made them fall on the ground with a grimace., making some of her family members chuckle. When most tried themselves though, none was able to do better than Mirabel. Camilo, for example, even managed to do worse by making his chopsticks fly toward the fire, where they got consumed.

With a laugh, Perlita promised them: "Next time I'll make you taste other dishes from my world!"

Bruno kissed her near the ear while giving her an appreciative squeeze against his chest.

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ao3feed-izch · 6 months

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Comfortember 2023

by TheDarkeLorde

My first Prompt Month! Comfortember!

WARNING: HIGH LEVELS OF COMFORT AND LETHAL LEVELS OF TOOTH ROTTING FLUFF. READ AT THINE OWN RISK

Also, I am doing as many ships as I have available. Because shipping.

Words: 446, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 6 of The Mirawatch Saga, Part 5 of Many Mirabels Theory, Part 3 of Damarian Extended Multiiverse, Part 1 of The Darke Lorde's Prompted Months

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga), Encanto (2021), Chainsaw Man (Anime), Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Main Video Game Series), Pocket Monsters: Scarlet & Violet | Pokemon Scarlet & Violet Versions, Pocket Monsters: X & Y | Pokemon X & Y Versions, Pocket Monsters: Sword & Shield | Pokemon Sword & Shield Versions, Pocket Monsters: Sun & Moon | Pokemon Sun & Moon Versions, Overwatch (Video Game), Frozen (Disney Movies), Splatoon, Original Work, SPY x FAMILY (Manga)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, Multi, Other

Characters: Madrigal Family (Disney), Elsa (Disney), Lena "Tracer" Oxton, Emily (Overwatch), Eri (My Hero Academia), Hatsume Mei, Hagakure Tooru, Chili | Rika (Pokemon Scarlet & Violet), Sazare | Perrin, Viola (Pokemon), Lilie | Lillie (Pokemon), Mizuki | Selene (Pokemon Sun & Moon), Uraraka Ochako, Yaoyorozu Momo, Jirou Kyouka, Kendou Itsuka, Takeyama Yuu | Mount Lady, Usagiyama Rumi | Miruko, Todoroki Fuyumi, Hadou Nejire, Frye (Splatoon), Shiver (Splatoon), Zeiyu | Carmine, Nemo | Nemona (Pokemon), Ashido Mina, Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki, Shiozaki Ibara, Shouji Mezou, Aoi | Juliana (Pokemon), Botan | Penny (Pokemon Scarlet & Violet), Suguri | Kieran (Pokemon), Original Female Character(s), Midoriya Izuku, Power (Chainsaw Man), Higashiyama Kobeni, Original Alien Character(s)

Relationships: Yor Briar Forger | Thorn Princess/Kayama Nemuri | Midnight/Mirabel Madrigal, Eri (My Hero Academia)/Mirabel Madrigal, Isabela Madrigal/Chili | Rika, Elsa/Isabela Madrigal (Disney), Ashido Mina/Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Kendou Itsuka/Yaoyorozu Momo, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo, Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako, Higashiyama Kobeni/Power, Mirabel Madrigal/Hagakure Tooru/Hatsume Mei, Isabela Madrigal/Usagiyama Rumi | Mirko/Hadou Nejire/Todoroki Fuyumi/Takeyama Yuu | Mount Lady, Shiozaki Ibara/Shouji Mezou, Zeiyu | Carmine/Nemo | Nemona, Sazare | Perrin/Viola (Pokémon), Camilo Madrigal/Uraraka Ochako, Uraraka Ochako/Yaoyorozu Momo, Frye/Shiver (Splatoon), Lilie | Lillie/Mizuki | Selene (Pokemon Sun & Moon), Emily/Lena "Tracer" Oxton, Original Female Character(s)/Original Female Character(s)

Additional Tags: comfortember 2023, Comfort No Hurt, Hurt/Comfort, Tooth-Rotting Fluff

source: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50955091

#ao3feed #dekuraka #izch #izuku midoriya #izuocha #ochako uraraka #ochadeku #auto

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thisismisogynoir · 2 years

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My Encanto Iceberg!

Top Tier:

* Isabela “Material Girl”

* Encanto books

* Isabela is gay.

* Camilo is genderfluid

* Camilo is a theatre kid!

Second Tier:

* Character name misspellings

* Bruno is Mirabel’s dad AU

* People who think that Camilo is younger than Mirabel for some reason

* Mariano the Himbo

* Generational Trauma

* Whitewashing characters in fanart

Third Tier:

* Punk-rock Isabela

* Camilo’s Interlude

* “The Madrigals Swap Powers For a Day” AUs

* Chaos twins

* Female character villainization

* Camilo plays soccer.

* What if Mirabel died when the Casita crumbled?

Fourth Tier:

* Sexualization of/simping over Camilo in the fanbase

* Camilo and Bruno overhyped when there are strong female protagonists RIGHT THERE!!!

* Dolores lied about the “five babies” line.

* Luisa’s pink unicorn room

* Dolores and Isabela’s “I’m fine”s

Fifth Tier:

* Isabela and Dolores are close.

* Original characters’ names

* (Yandere) Character x reader fics

* Madrigalcest

* Mirabel is Abuela’s successor and thus didn’t get a gift.

Sixth Tier:

* “It looks like rain.” vs “You’re very sweaty.”

* How everyone got their gifts

* Encanto modern AU

* Isabela’s Japanese VA is Aya Hirano!

Seventh Tier:

* What everyone’s rooms look like

* Camilo steals Dolores’ and Isabela’s makeup kits.

* Camilo’s vanity/trinket box

* Camilo and Dolores are Kaminari and Toga respectively.

Bottom Tier:

* Lin Manuel Miranda wants to make a sequel starring Dolores!

* Camilo’s higher register in the end of WDTAB

* Isabela and Dolores used to dress up as each other when they were kids.

Obviously some of these are my own personal headcanons. Please don’t attack me for them. I am entitled to them, just as you are entitled to yours.

If you have any other Encanto theories, fanfics, AUs and headcanons that you think I should know about, then let me know! I...probably won’t put them on the iceberg, though. I’m too lazy for that.

Take care!

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capypub · 2 years

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Summer Wine (Ch.5)

Bruno Madrigal x Original Female Character

Rating: T (heavy kissing, some angst)

(Masterlist)

Bruno nervously paced by the front door of casita, mumbling to himself, and practically creating an oval-shaped indent in the floor. Casita would occasionally lift a tile under his feet in an attempt to get him to stop, but to no avail.

“Tío Bruno, relax, everything is going to be fine,” Isabela said as she came down the stairs.

“Sí, we already promised we wouldn’t bring up...the m-word,” Antonio snickered, popping his head out from the kitchen.

“This is too soon, I should have never asked her,” he kept muttering to himself.

“Brunito, calmate, you’re making poor casita nervous with your pacing,” Pepa huffed, patting his back.

“I can’t do this…” he just kept muttering, wringing his hands together and adjusting his ruana for the hundredth time.

“It’s okay, Tío Bruno,” Camilo began, moving to stand next to his mother, “your girlfriend already knows half of us, plus if anything bad happens, Antonito’s jaguar can drag you away before you embarrass yourself too much,” he shrugged teasingly.

Pepa smacked him on the back of his head, immediately shooing him off. “That boy, I swear,” she huffed with an eye roll.

“Clear skies, hermano, clear skies,” Pepa tried to sooth him, creating a sunny and happy cloud above her head.

The family had gathered around the table, beginning to set the plates and glasses before their guest arrived. Bruno walked in with Pepa behind him and clapped his hands, stopping the children and adults from their actions.

“Look…I appreciate all of you, I love all of you, truly,” he began with a heavy sigh, “but just tonight, could you all please…not make things weird, no questions about our relationship, Mirabel,” he went on, taking a second to eye his niece, “no mentions of marriage, mamá,” he added, giving his mother the same warning look, “and absolutely….no…staring,” he ended, pointing at each member.

“Honestly, Brunito, you act like we’re going to scare our newest cuñada away, as if she hasn’t known Antonito and Camilo for years,” Felix grinned, bumping his fist against Bruno’s arm.

“That, that’s what I’m talking about, none of that,” he exclaimed, rubbing his sore arm.

Before anyone could argue, casita’s windows flapped to alert the family of their approaching guest. Bruno immediately felt his throat dry and tighten at the thought of Marisol so close. Mirabel zoomed past him into the living room to get the door before Marisol could knock. Bruno clumsily chased after her, wanting to prevent as many awkward moments as possible and not scare away his…well, lover, as he hadn’t officialized their relationship in any way.

“Mira, shoo,” he hissed, putting his hand on the front door before his niece could open it.

“Bu-,” she attempted.

“No buts, go on, I’d like to prepare her for…what’s about to come,” he explained.

With a pout strikingly similar to her mother, Mirabel returned to the dinner table to help finishing bringing the food out. Bruno took a deep breath and then another and then another before he finally felt he could open the door without saying something stupid. Reaching into his ruana he threw some salt over his left shoulder, mumbling to himself for luck.

She stood in all her beauty, wearing a soft white dress that had Bruno ready to jump on her if she asked him to. Smiling up at him with bright eyes, he couldn’t help the lopsided smile that overtook his face in response.

“Hola, señor Madrigal,” she teased with a smirk, her hands clasped together in front of her, lifting her chest slightly between her arms.

“Cielo,” he responded fondly, his words lost as she stepped towards him.

He reached out to take her hand, hesitating at first, but relaxing when she met his hand halfway. She smelled of citrus, hints of orange and something else he couldn’t immediately identify. Gazing down at her, taking a minute to appreciate her beauty, he sighed, wondering to himself how someone so perfect chose to remain in his life. A moment later, he tugged her gently to him, bringing his free hand to caress her cheek, leaning down, and giving her a gentle kiss.

“Brunito, don’t leave our guest standing in the cold, I can feel the draft from here!” his mother called from the dining room.

He immediately pulled away, resting his forehead against hers with a heavy sigh as she giggled at his reaction. Stepping to the side, he let her step into casita and shut the door behind them, knocking on the wood six times before tapping his own head.

“Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock on wood,” he said to himself before turning around.

Marisol immediately laced her fingers with his again as he slowly guided her towards the dining room. Bruno was moving slower than some of the old men at the cantina and Marisol easily noticed.

“The food will be cold by the time we get there,” she teased him lightly with a giggle, a beautiful sound that Bruno would appreciate in any other situation.

“I just don’t want this…t-to s-scare you off,” he huffed, lingering at the doorway between the two rooms.

“Oye,” she said, tugging on his hand, forcing him to stop and look at her.

She lifted her other hand to his cheek, caressing it softly before running her fingers back through his curls, her hand coming to rest at the nape of his neck. He sighed in content at the feeling, immediately feeling calmed by the simple action.

“Nothing that happens tonight is going to make me like you any less,” she said softly, but her underlying tone was serious, “you’re not getting rid of me that easily, mi viejo,” she added, leaning up to kiss his cheek before stepping away and walking into the dining room.

They were immediately greeted by the family, each member smiling at her with such excitement. Bruno rested his hand on her lower back, guiding her to sit at the empty spot between him and Antonio. He watched as everyone began to eat, catching how his family would glance at the two of them as food was passed around. Antonio was doing a good job of distracting her with stories of his guitar lessons and adventures with his animals, thankfully she didn’t seem to notice the looks.

“Marisol, how have the vines been looking this year?” Augustin asked politely once the conversations began to die down.

“Wonderful, actually,” she responded enthusiastically, “mí papa has been having Rafi help him begin the picking process, his back isn’t what it used to be,” she explained.

“Ah, yes, that man knows how to make a good wine, but doesn’t know when to take a break, eh?” Felix joked, making her laugh lightly.

Bruno began to feel slightly more at ease as his family seemed to be keeping to his request of not bringing up anything remotely about their relationship. Even his mother was able to compliment her dress without mentioning a wedding. As dinner turned to dessert, Bruno was beginning to enjoy himself, seeing how Marisol seemed to fit in so easily with his family and how they accepted her so warmly.

As the meal began to come to an end, Bruno looked across at Mirabel who had been able to control herself thus far but seemed to be fidgeting in her seat as she watched the two of them interact. She watched closely as Marisol passed him a bowl of arroz con leche, a high-pitched squeal escaping as their hands touched briefly. Bruno gave her a warning look, discreetly trying to shake his head, but of course he should’ve known his meddling niece would not last through dinner.

“Marisol are you and Tío Bruno officially courting?” she blurted out, her question coming out in a gasp as if she had been holding her breath.

The table went quiet, everyone waiting for an answer. With so many eyes on her, Marisol couldn’t help but nervously laugh, glancing at Bruno as if to ask for help. Under the table, he blindly reached out to grasp her hand, squeezing it gently, as his attempt at comforting her.

“Uh, I’m not sure…” she began, turning to look at him, as if he had the answer.

“Mira!” Isabela hissed at her sister, elbowing her in the side.

“Cafecito?” Augustin offered, attempting to change the topic before Alma could put her opinion into the conversation.

“Well, Brunito?” Alma finally asked, her eyes focusing on her only son.

“Uh, mamá, I don’t think we need-,” he began, now feeling his own nerves start to react under his mother’s gaze. Marisol squeezed his hand just then, offering her own gesture of support.

“Nonsense, it’s a very easy question, mijo,” she said, knowing exactly what she was doing.

Bruno looked to Marisol, who sat watching him. He didn’t know what to say, he never had that conversation with her, but knew what he wanted. At the same time, he didn’t want to assume and cause a conflict between them. When his attention focused on her again after his internal mental battle, she smiled at him, discreetly nodding her head, and squeezing his hand again.

“Uh…sí?” he said, still unsure of he was reading her right.

She nodded again with a wider smile.

“Sí,” he repeated confidently, nodding at his mother and then at Mirabel.

The whole table clapped enthusiastically, seeming to immediately wipe the tension of the original question. As soon as it came, it left, the family falling into their own conversations again, allowing Bruno to sit back in his seat and exhale in relief.

“I didn’t want to assume the wrong thing,” he said quietly to her, leaning just close enough to keep the others from hearing, besides Dolores, of course.

“You didn’t,” she responded just as quietly, her hand slipping from his and moving to rest on his thigh.

“I’d like to officially ask you, though, when we get a moment alone,” Bruno said, resting his hand over hers.

At that moment, Dolores squeaked from beside Mirabel who stopped mid-sentence. She stared with wide eyes at her uncle and Marisol, blinking quickly before turning to face Mirabel. Bruno shook his head with a grin. He loved his strange and overbearing family.

“Marisol, why don’t you stay here tonight, it’s getting late, and I would feel awful if you had to walk home in the dark,” Alma offered as everyone began to clear the table.

“Oh, no, I wouldn’t want to intrude,” she attempted, trying to remain as respectful as possible to his mother.

“Nonsense, mijita, our home is your home, sí?” Alma insisted, linking her arm with Marisol, and guiding her into the kitchen before Bruno could interject.

Without another word, his mother disappeared with his…amante into another part of the house, leaving him feeling anxious to be separated from her. When the food was put away and the children off to bed, Bruno found Marisol sitting in the kitchen drinking coffee with his sisters. He immediately thought of every embarrassing story they had of him and cleared his throat to get their attention.

“Ah, Brunito, we were just telling Marisol about the play you wrote when you were ten,” Pepa snickered behind her cup.

“Thank you for that,” Bruno said sarcastically, rolling his eyes and approaching Marisol, offering his hand to her.

“Buenas noches” his sisters called as he led Marisol out of the kitchen and up the stairs to his room.

He could hear her chuckling behind him as they retreated to his room, feeling immediately comforted by having her so close. Without another word, he opened the door to his bedroom, allowing her to step inside before he shut the door behind them.

“They’re lovely,” she immediately said, moving to sit on his bed.

“I love them, but sometimes…” he huffed, rolling his eyes.

She offered her hand, which he took eagerly, allowing her to pull him to stand between her legs, looking up at him.

“They’re lovely,” she repeated, squeezing his hands in her smaller ones.

“You’re lovely, mi conejita,” he smirked, brushing a strand of hair out of her eyes and behind her ears.

“So…what should we do now?” she asked, sporting a mischievous smile.

“I can think of a few things,” he responded lowly, leaning down to capture her lips with his own.

She sighed happily, immediately wrapping both arms around his torso, stretching her neck up to meet his kiss. He held her jaw between his hands, immersing himself in everything that was her. Before he could take their kiss any further, the familiar ache behind his eyes began to creep in and he groaned, pulling away and pressing his palms into his eye sockets, knowing what was about to happen.

“Bruno?” he heard Marisol ask, but her voice sounded distant, and he knew he was slipping into another vision.

She watched nervously as his eyes began to glow a bright green, the light breaking through his palms as he attempted to rub his eyes harshly. He stumbled backwards until he hit the wall, sliding down to curl in on himself on the tiled floor. Flashes of images moved past his eyes, swirling in his mind as he begged for it to stop. He could see images of himself, of Marisol, of his family, all swirling together until he could clearly make out the depiction of himself and his family with Marisol beside him, her arms around him as they…danced? Were they dancing? He couldn’t really tell at this point, but thankfully the vision ended before too much detailed formed behind his eyes.

“Bruno,” he could hear Marisol again, but this time she sounded closer.

When he opened his eyes again, the ache in his head beginning to fade, she was crouched down in front of him, her gaze filled with worry. What surprised him the most was how close she was to him, even as he was hunched over on the floor.

“Hey, it’s okay, mi amor, you’re okay,” she attempted to soothe him, running her hand through his curls.

He was breathing heavily, his heart pounding in his chest. Immediately he felt a wave of anxiety wash over him at the thought of having visions of himself and Marisol, fearful that one day he would see something he didn’t want to see or something he couldn’t handle to see. Without thinking, he lunged at her, wrapping his arms around her, and pulling her closer until she was practically in his lap. She could feel the warmth of fresh tears on her shoulder as he shuddered and shook under her.

No words were exchanged for a long moment. She simply held him and let him silently cry on her shoulder, knowing that there was nothing she could say at this point without risking upsetting him more. They sat on the floor like that for a long time, long enough for Bruno to feel the ache in his back and legs from staying in that one position for too long.

“Lo siento, hermosa,” he finally mumbled into the crook of her neck, having finally collected himself enough to find his voice.

“Shh, you don’t need to apologize to me,” she said softly, pulling back just enough to look over his face, searching for any signs of distress.

His eyes were red from crying, a stark contrast from the initial glowing green that originally set him off. He looked exhausted, the bags under his eyes more prominent, the hollowness of his cheeks casting shadows across his face.

“Do you need anything?” she whispers, hesitant to break the silence.

Bruno stares at her for a long time, at least he felt it was a long time. She didn’t run from him, she didn’t question what he saw, she simply sat and held him, seeming to know exactly how to comfort him.

“Just you…” he murmured, lifting a shaking finger to the hair on her shoulder, noticing the damp spot where his tears absorbed into her dress.

She smiled, but he could still see the worry in her gaze. “Let’s go to bed, mi amor, you look exhausted,” she suggested, slowly standing up and offering her hand to him.

He took her hand and stood on wobbly legs, slowly inching towards his bed, sighing in relief at the immediate comfort brought from sitting on the soft surface. Silently, Marisol brought her fingers to his ruana, lifting it enough for him to understand her request. She removed what had become his green “safety blanket” as well as his maroon shirt. He slid off his sandals and laid back against his pillow, watching as Marisol blew out all the candles except for one on his bedside table.

“Stay with me?” he asked, like a scared child, reaching out to grab her wrist before she could move further away from his side of the bed.

“Of course,” she nodded, crawling into the space beside him, bringing the covers over their bodies.

Shifting his position, Bruno laid on his back, staring up at the ceiling, trying to erase the images from his vision to no avail. He felt her reposition herself as well, curling into his side and resting her head on his bare chest, her arm loosely around his torso.

“Does it hurt?” she asked, breaking the tense silence.

“¿Hace lo que?” he responded, feeling his eyes grow heavy from exhaustion.

“When you have your visions,” she clarified.

He sighed heavily. “I can’t control when they happen sometimes, it’s overwhelming sometimes and I feel…helpless, being forced to watch pieces of the future I don’t want to see…this…gift…it feels like a curse,” he explained, talking more to himself than to her.

“Do you want to talk about what you saw?” she asked, obviously hesitant, not wanting to rattle him more.

He shook his head. “No, querida, I’d rather not,” he admitted.

She nodded against his chest, turning her head to kiss his chest and then his shoulder and finally craning her neck to kiss his cheek and finally his lips. Bruno felt slightly more at ease when she kissed him, feeling her hand press against his chest as she gently nuzzles her nose against his.

“Then we won’t,” she said softly, returning to her initial position on his chest.

Bruno didn’t remember falling asleep, but he was awoken by the familiar feeling of one of his rats scurrying up his leg to stop on his chest, their small paw touching his cheek. He opened his eyes, cringing against the light of the morning sun. He recognized Rico as the one to wake him, one of the youngest of his mischief.

“Hola, Rico,” he yawned, stretching his arms above his head before petting the creature’s head with his index finger.

The small rodent squeaked as Bruno picked him up and set him down on the bedside table. That’s when he realized he was alone in his bed, only the faint scent of Marisol confirming that she had in fact been in bed with him last night.

“Where is she, casita?” he asked, pulling his shirt and ruana back on, groggily slipping into his sandals.

The door to his room opened quickly and the tiles just outside his doorframe tapped rapidly, as if demanding for him to follow. So, he did, allowing casita to guide him down to the dining room, finding his lover already seated amongst his family, eating breakfast, and animatedly talking to Antonio about something.

“Ah, there you are, mijito,” Alma smiled, motioning to the empty chair beside Marisol.

“Buenos días,” he yawned, collapsing into his seat, still trying to wake his groggy mind.

Marisol immediately had her hand on his thigh, giving a comforting squeeze and a bright smile. She was even so bold as to reach over and kiss his cheek, earning an excited gasp and squeal from his nieces. His cheeks flushed bashfully at her gesture, feeling all eyes on him as she leaned back.

“I asked if they could let you sleep in, you could use the extra hour,” she told him softly, passing him a plate of arepas con quesito which he took gratefully.

“Gracias, mi cielo,” he responded, his hand finding hers under the table and lifting it to his lips to kiss her knuckle.

Looking across the table, he noticed his sisters both smiling, Pepa shifting with excitement in her seat and Felix putting a hand on her shoulder to calm her. Mirabel and Isabela seemed equally excited, all their teeth on display as they watched him interact with Marisol. Luisa seemed the calmest, smiling like the rest of the family, but more amused than anything. Dolores and Camilo were whispering to each other, their eyes shifting from Bruno to each other and back as if they were conspiring. At this point, Bruno didn’t seem worried. Marisol had seen him at his weakest, had sat through two meals with his family now, and still stayed beside him. He was on the brink of proclaiming his love for her but didn’t want to move too quickly and scare her off. He decided to wait, convincing himself that he should wait and plan and not wait because he was nervous.

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Her favorite rose (part 1)

Yay, I did it! Long story short, I just had this name pop up in my head and all I could think of was how perfect would it be if it was the name of Isa's girlfriend.

So here it is, a little (not so much) first part of a fic about Isabela and her girlfriend Rosabel (I still haven't figured out Rosabel's surname and whole design to be honest, but I'll get there sooner or later😅). Briefly how they met ('cause it seems I can't write a proper first meeting without it getting boring) and their interactions through all the movie. The usual basically😅😂 I just really wanted to get this out of my chest.

It was getting pretty long, so I decided to split it in 2 parts.

Thank you, thank you, thank you to my beta reader @ataraxianne for helping me through this madness🤣💕 there would be no fic if it wasn't for her.

Friendly reminder that english is not my first language and neither is spanish, so let me know for any mistakes or typos and I'll try fixing them. I also apologize if you find any of the characters to be "off character" (except for Rosabel of course). I tried my best to keep them all "in character" as much as possible.

It's nothing special, but I hope you enjoy!

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Isabela was not having a good day.

It was sunny and warm outside, you'd think with a weather like this, who could be having a bad day? Well, that would be señorita perfecta Isabela, since nothing could take her mind off the conversation she had with her abuela that morning.

Abuela just broke the news that she has been discussing her betrothal to Mariano Guzman after he asked her permission to marry Isabela, a real blessing for the family as she called it.

Isabela didn't see it that way. She didn't want to marry him, but she didn't want to disappoint abuela either and make the family unhappy. She was cornered. Her only option would be to carry on with it, for the family.

And... well, she also had another reason why she didn't want to marry him. You see, Isabela was already in love with someone else.

She would never forget that day in the Encanto's plaza, when she first met the love of her life...

Two months before Antonio's gift ceremony

Isabela was wandering in the plaza, making beautiful roses bloom whenever she was kindly asked by the people of Encanto.

After finishing another patch of roses, Isabela didn't notice a cracked tile while standing up, so she tripped and landed on her butt. Perfect señorita-perfecta-Isabela style indeed.

"Are you alright?" a girl rushed to her side, offering her hand to Isabela.

"Oh, gracias." Isabela replied a little flushed, taking the girl's hand to get up "I'm okay, don't worry." she said with a tiny smile.

"That's good. You scared me for a second there." the girl responded to Isabela's smile with a crooked grin.

Isabela could see a pair of beautiful green eyes shining bright in the sunlight. That shade of green in particular reminded her of summer leaves.

"I'm Rosabel, by the way." the girl offered her hand once more, this time to shake.

"I'm Isabela." she shook her hand in return "Uhm, I really like your name." 'and not only that' Isabela thought.

"I can see why." Rosabel smirked looking to the side at the roses that bloomed just minutes ago thanks to the beautiful girl in front of her.

Isabela blushed and tried to hide some flowers that grew on her head from Rosabel's sight, unsuccessfully. She was so screwed.

Present day

A magical meeting you could say, really.

And now, Isabela might have to say goodbye to her forever, even though she absolutely didn't want to. But how could she even hope to escape her fate? Going against abuela's wishes... it terrified her.

Isabela saw her lover in the distance putting on a wagon some boxes full of decorations for Antonio's party. Then, as Rosabel went back into her house to retrieve another box, Isabela sneaked in too.

She found Rosabel with her back turned, so she got closer and hugged her from behind. Rosabel didn't even flinch, recognizing immediately the smaller body against hers.

"Hola, mi vida." greeted Isabela. It came out a little muffled since her face was buried in her lover's back.

"Hola, mi flor." Rosabel turned to plant a light kiss on Isabela's forehead, but just for a second. As if remembering something, the taller girl retracted from the sweet moment a lil too quickly to go unnoticed by the eldest Madrigal.

"So... how is your day going?" asked Isabela.

"Pretty busy. All the preparations for your little cousin's ceremony take a lot of energy."

Rosabel sighed, not meeting Isabela's eyes. The eldest Madrigal noticed that something was off with her girlfriend. And she probably knew what was bothering her.

"You know already, don't you?" Isabela guessed.

"I heard your abuela talking to the Guzmans. They were talking so loudly, I think everyone knows at this point." she was still avoiding her gaze.

"Abuela told me this morning. But Rosa, that doesn't have to change anything-"

"The whole Encanto knows about your imminent engagement, Isa. It's pointless pretending nothing is going to change between us."

Rosabel was now face to face with Isabela, light green eyes shining in the daylight, but her voice gentle as if trying not to upset Isabela more than she already was. Isabela really wanted to find a solution, one with her and Rosa together at the end. But at the same time she feared there was none. That her destiny was sealed and not by her own choice.

"But I want to be with you, I don't want to leave you!" Isa protested.

"I know, mi princesa. Me too. So much." Rosabel brought their foreheads together. "But you know as much as I do that your abuela already decided and there is no turning back." Rosa spoke softly, almost defeated.

"I know... I just... I wish there was another way." Isabela sniffed.

It was too painful. Isabela's eyes begin to fill with tears. Rosabel wrapped her arms around Isabela, letting her vent against her chest, not caring for her shirt getting a bit wet.

"It's going to be alright, mi amor, no te preocupes. Everything will work out in the end, I'm sure of it." Rosabel said, caressing Isabela's back up and down to soothe her sobs and hugging her tighter, never wanting to let her go.

"I hope you're right, Rosa." thought Isabela.

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Rosabel was planning to keep her distance from Isabela for the whole party, considering that the Madrigals didn't know about her. Well, maybe Dolores knew, but luckily never told anything to anyone. Much to Isabela's surprise, since she knew her prima wasn't the best at keeping secrets.

Rosabel also had the opportunity to watch first hand the act of señorita perfecta that Isabela was putting on to reach abuela's expectations. Which was simply exhausting for the poor girl, Rosabel could tell. She wanted so much to relieve Isabela's mind a little from all of that, to cheer her up and to make her smile, but she restricted herself, at least for now. There were too many people around.

Rosabel watched from afar Isabela dancing, surrounded by a little crowd of people while showering them with petals-like-confetti. Out of the corner of her eye, Rosabel spotted Mariano staring at Isabela too. She felt a tug of jealousy in her heart. That big dumb hunk would marry Isabela in a matter of weeks and there was nothing she could do. Let's be clear, she would have certainly done something by now, anything... but she could not risk to jeopardize Isabela's future and relationship with her family. She loved her enough to let her go... but that didn't mean she was also strong enough to take the pain that came with it.

Rosabel cursed under her breath. They were in the same place, and yet she missed her like crazy. She's down bad for her.

Her thoughts got interrupted while everyone was gathering for abuela's speech.

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Rosabel was fuming.

She was currently in Antonio's room with everyone else, leaning against the massive tree, not joining the dance. She was happy for the youngest Madrigal and the gift he received, of course she was. Her enraged state was caused by the sight of Isabela dancing with Mariano!

Rosabel was also glaring at him and not in a subtle way, but luckily for her everyone was too caught up dancing and partying to notice. In the meantime, Isabela was talking with Mariano, smiling and laughing at whatever he was telling her. Rosabel wished to be the reason of those smiles so bad...

Obviously, she knew she shouldn't be so jealous of him, but she honestly couldn't help it. He would have by his side the most amazing woman she had ever known, potentially forever. And Rosabel would be the biggest liar ever, if she said that it didn't irritated her beyond measure.

Suddenly Mirabel rushed to abuela out of breath, interrupting the party and the music and, therefore, the dance.

Rosabel discretely bumped her fist.

The young girl with glasses talked about cracks on Casita and how the candle almost went out. Many followed Mirabel and abuela out to check what was wrong, but found nothing. Soon the music filled the air once again and everyone got back in the room.

Isa and Rosa have been exchanging glances all night. So when Isabela walked past her, flashing a longing look in her direction, Rosabel could see how her expression saddened from not being able to be together even for a few minutes.

Rosa felt the same. She felt the need to be near Isa and to adore her more than Mariano, more than anyone in Encanto, more than anyone in the entire world!

The urge got so strong that she threw carefulness out the window and silently approached her. The people around them were too distracted or wasted anyway.

Rosa got close enough to Isa to touch her arm to get her attention. When she turned and saw her lover, Isabela's eyes went wide with surprise, along with a bit of amusement too. Rosa nudged Isa to go to a secluded place to have some privacy.

The pair looked around to make sure no one, especially abuela, was watching as they sneaked out the room. Away from prying eyes and ears.

Crossing above the kitchen, Isabela recognized the voices of her mamá and Mirabel talking.

In a matter of seconds the two lovers got to Isabela's room. Casita even opened and closed the door for them as quietly as possible.

"Thank you, Casita." smiled Isabela.

Once inside Isabela hugged tightly Rosabel, hiding her face in the crock of her neck. That way she could smell the relaxing scent of her girlfriend.

Rosabel welcomed her with open arms. After she's been enduring not being able to touch Isabela the whole night, now she would take her time to enjoy her company.

Isabela created a giant cotton flower with her and Rosa on top of it. So that even if someone were to burg in the room, they would be out of sight, giving them all the time and privacy they needed.

The couple relaxed as they laid down on the soft cotton, face to face.

"Perdóname for stealing you like that. I couldn't go another second without you in my arms." Rosa said, kissing Isa's nose and stroking her flushed cheek with the thumb of her right hand. Isabela places her left hand on top of Rosabel's, smiling fondly. A few red petunia flowers grew on Isa's head.

"I'm glad you did actually, I think you took the perfect chance. I wanted to be alone with you too." Isabela scooched in for more physical contact. Head on Rosabel's shoulder and arms around her torso. The other girl wrapped her left arm around her.

They stayed like that for a couple of minutes, enjoying the silence and the warmth of each other's bodies.

"Do you- uhm... I mean, would you consider the idea of..." Isabela broke the silence, not looking at Rosabel "like, hypothetically, running away... with me?" her voice almost a whisper at this point.

Rosabel was too stunned to speak. Isabela started panicking for the loss of words of her lover.

"Forget I ever asked you th-"

"No no! I'm sorry, I was just processing your question in my mind and of course I would be on board with the idea of running away with you!" Rosabel reassured her "But only if that's what you really want, Isa. I love you and I was ready- well not ready, but kind of, to let you go. If that's what had to be done. I don't want you to leave your family because of me... I just... I don't feel worth the trouble."

"Don't say that!" Isa sat up, looking at Rosa with a serious expression on her face. "I can't even begin to explain how much you mean to me, Rosa. I love you and-" her voice cracked a little. "I can't accept a life without you. It'd feel... lonely and empty."

"I understand what you mean. My life wouldn't be complete without you neither. Eres mi media naranja, Isa."

They shared a long embrace.

"I have a question though... How do you plan to get over the huge mountains?" Rosabel asked.

Now it was Isabela's turn to remain speechless. Yeah, she didn't thought about that.

"I might have forgotten about that problem." she admitted.

And with that the prospective of a getaway together blown off.

"Hey, that's okay. We'll just meet in town and spend time together, like we always did. I could introduce myself to your family as your best friend or something and no one would suspect a thing!" joked Rosa.

"My really close best friend." Isa followed in the fun, making both of them laugh.

As the laughs died down, the cotton flower descended to the floor.

"I think it's time we get back to the party, people will start noticing our absence soon." Isabela declared.

"You're right."

Rosabel took both Isabela's hands in her own, giving a soft kiss at the knuckles.

"Do you mind if I just leave through the window? I wouldn't want to get you in trouble if we run into someone on the way out."

"Oh, sure." Isa agreed. It was a little high up from the ground, but nothing some climbing plants wouldn't fix. She made them grow right away and payed farewell to her girlfriend with a kiss on the cheek, which Rosa reciprocated.

Rosabel slowly started climbing down the plant. She was a little bit more than halfway down when it could be heard a knock on Isabela's room door. Not even the time to answer that it swing open, revealing Julieta.

"Oh Isabela, here you are!" Julieta headed towards Isabela and the open window.

Rosabel in a rush of panic to not get caught, jumped from the vine, landing with a dull thud on the grass covered ground.

Isabela resisted the urge to check on her girlfriend and made the climbing plant disappear with a wave of her hand.

"Mamá! I was just taking a minute to rest from all the dance and music, what is it?"

"Nothing, mija. I was just worried because I couldn't find you anywhere at the party."

Isabela appreciated her mother's concern.

"I'll get back in a couple of minutes, okay?"

"Alright, let me know if you need anything."

Isabela nodded and waved to her mother until she was out of the room. Then she turned to the window and called out to Rosabel.

"Rosa, are you okay?!" she yelled worryingly.

Rosabel, face on the ground, gave her a thumbs up.

End part 1

Link to part 2

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roxylexie01 · 2 years

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Soooo... I'm trying to write a little something for Isabela and my original female character Rosabel. If it turns out to be good, maybe I'll upload it here.

Let's hope it's not a total disaster lmao.

#encanto #isabela madrigal #isabela madrigal x fem!oc #original female character #isabela madrigal x original female character #encanto isabela #encanto spoilers

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naoko-world · 2 years

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Naoko's fanfics masterlist

Hello! It's Naoko! I'm french and I'm writing fanfictions for years. I actually started as a teen after discovering anime and paused it in a really long time. I continued to write some OS for my best friend with our OCs though because she's my number 1 fan (we even met like that).

I figured I should do a masterlist of my works! A masterlist divided in three parts : those in french, those in english, and drabbles/ficlets that I post of Tumblr. Those parts are divided in subparts with the fandoms.

I then divided my ficlet/drabble as "old format" vs "new format" because at some point I discovered it was generally better to include the replies in the paragraphs. And I decided to change Bruno's fangirl format to this one so now it only concerns my drabbles and ficlets.

Just know that I'll spare you my cringe fics!

Fics in english:

Encanto

Bruno's fangirl (Bruno madrigal x fem!reader/OC) (Reader has a name and I don't use you) - Completed and rated G

fluff / humor / light angst / no smut / Isekai

While Mirabel is in a bad posture, because of Dolores starting to spread the information about her finding Bruno's vision, her cousin hears someone entering the house. Gone to check who it is, Mirabel discovers a woman wearing strange clothes she saw earlier at the town.

And that woman seems to be interested by Bruno.

A new miracle (Bruno x fem!reader/OC) (Bruno's fangirl's sequel) - oneshot rated G

Domestic fluff / humor / Pregnancy

"Now," continued Alma, clearing her throat. "Which one of you may be pregnant?" Perlita’s eyes widened, suddenly reminding what she had forgotten: Jared Bush said that, when a Madrigal child is expected, a door will start to cook. Too stunned to answer right away, she looked at her family as Alma was being replied by Julieta, "Mamá, Pepa and I can't have kids anymore. It can't be us." "Not me either," claimed Dolores while Pepa was nodding. "I didn't see Mariano at all for three days." Eventually, they all turned to her, who turned to Bruno as she was realising it can only be them. He probably did too, since he suddenly fainted with a gasp.

The Marvelous Mayhem of the Madrigals Minds - Ongoing and rated G

Fluff & Angst / attempt at humor / no smut or incest / Original female character of color / Therapy

When a therapist meets the Madrigal family and gives up her vacation to help them feel better.

Mirabel into the Brunoverse - Completed, rated M

Halloween fic/injury/corpse/violence/Mourning/Guilt/Blood

A door suddenly appeared inside Casita, letting some alternate versions of Bruno enter the house, all immediately renamed by the family. But it also permitted a more villainous one to enter, named Evil Bruno.

To beat him they must find the Great Alejandra, the amazing founder of the Encanto in most worlds.

Lovers for a day (and beyond) (Bruno x GN!reader) - Oneshot, completed

Aangst & Fluff/hanahaki disease/drunken flirting/Bruno has self-worth issues

The day after a party, Bruno wakes up to find you, his crush, in the courtyard, claiming he's your boyfriend. In front of his amnesia due to alcohol, and his hesitation, you suggests him to go out with you during one day, and decide at the end of it if he wants to continue.

Drabbles/Ficlets (under 2000 words) (On tumblr and on Ao3):

Encanto

My Bruno x Reader ficlets list

Ficlets and drabbles linked to Bruno's fangirl

Encantober ficlets and drabbles list

Old format

Bruno and El Ratoncito Pérez

1017 words

Fluff

During dinner, Antonio is upset because of other children laughing to him for keeping believing in El Ratoncito Pérez. Bruno does his best to preserve his faith.

Duérmete mi niño

406 words

Fluff

Antonio can't sleep. It's up to Mirabel then to help him with a lullaby.

Julieta can't heal

607 words

Fluff with angst

Julieta Madrigal is the healer of the town, the one we can count on when we’re hurt or sick. But this time she can’t heal a teen’s broken arm.

New format

Isabela is born

8121 words

Fluff/light angst

On that day of August 7, Julieta Madrigal gave birth to the very first Madrigal grandchild, Isabela. Here is the story of how everyone was so excited and hopeful for what will be the golden child.

Dolores is born

1362 words

Fluff/Angst (at least I tried)

A hurricane is ravaging the Encanto, but Félix is the happiest he could ever be! He's now the dad of the prettiest little girl he ever saw! What could ever upset him?

The Madrigals' vendetta

657 words

Blood and violence

Julieta discovers Bruno dead in his vision cave, killed by a townsperson. Thus, the entire family decides to apply their revenge on the townspeople.

Who did the prank?

Fluff/attempt at humor/arguing/pranks

931 words

Mirabel got down the stairs to find Camilo surrounded by his parents, her parents, Isabela and their Abuela Alma. Feeling curious, she approached to hear him whining, “I did nothing! I swear!”

Camilo's fangirl (a Camilo x fem!reader request I could hardly refuse DON'T COME TO ME)

309 words

Reader likes to fangirl secretly on Camilo, until she got accidentally caught by him

Crossovers

Old format

The seer meets the flower (Tangled/Encanto Crossover)

946 words

No warning, platonic.

Bruno wakes up in a room with a headache. But he’s not alone.

New format

The Madrigal sisters (an inspired Hocus Pocus fic)

Luisa, Mirabel, Camilo and Antonio décided to reunited in a shed to tell scary stories. Mirabel decided to talk about The Madrigal sister's.

Pepa at Smileyland (Encanto/Kaeloo)

1614 words

No warning

Pepa feels awful. She thought she was doing a good deed by letting things on the streets but it's actually pick up by someone who put them to the trash. But, all of a sudden, a vortex appeared in her room leading her to Le pays trop mignon/Smileyland.

Fics in french:

Encanto

La fangirl de Bruno (Bruno madrigal x fem!reader/OC) (La lectrice a un nom et je n'utilise pas de vous/tu) - En cours

fluff / humour / léger angst / pas de smut / Isekai

Alors que Mirabel est en mauvaise situation à cause de Dolores qui commence à propager l'information qu'elle a trouvé la vision de Bruno, sa cousine entends une personne entrer. En allant voir Mirabel y découvre une femme habillée étrangement qu'elle a vu plus tôt au village.

Et cette femme semble très intéressée par Bruno.

Haikyû

Pas si simple (Kageyama Tobio x Hinata Shoyo) - Terminé en 3 chapitres

Fluff / pas de smut / yaoi

D'abord rivaux, puis amis, Kageyama et Hinata préparaient le tournoi départemental de Volley lorsque Nishinoya et Asahi demandèrent à voir toute l'équipe. Ils avaient quelque chose à révéler. Cette révélation va amener Kageyama à réfléchir à sa relation avec Hinata. Pourrait-il être homosexuel ?

My little Pony

A cheval sur ses principes (On wattpad) - OS

Humour / Isekai

Alex déteste My Little Pony. Vraiment, cette série et le fandom qui s'est développé autour la dégoûtent, surtout le fandom. Mais quand elle rencontre une sorcière qui l'envoie dans le monde de My Little Pony tout change et elle doit trouver le moyen de retrouver sa vie normale. En plus elle ose avoir été transformée en poney ! Ou pas... Mais qu'est-elle devenue ?

#fanfic masterlist #fanfic masterpost #Naoko fics #encanto #encanto fic #bruno x reader #bruno x oc #my little pony #haikyû #french #english #Bruno's fangirl #kagehina #bruno madrigal #my fics #my fic #drabble #ficlet #my writing

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