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gamerbearmira · 8 months
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Literally just au where they have wings.
Insane in the membrane‼️ Basically that thing where the tattoo can turn into wings. Yeah. That. I love that trope. And y’all already know what I do to tropes I love <333
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Not really any story, kinda just wanted to do thjs. Only I got is Mirabel’s wings formed late, and didn’t come in until she was 10 or 11 lol. That’s it.
And then this is just something that came to my mind, I just drew this
Naga Julieta and lil Mirabel
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Alright I’m going to sleep 😭 I got school 💀
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earako · 7 months
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Crack idea but
Nimona, Marcy, and Camilo meeting each other and creating a shapeshifters club
Their respective parental figures are mildly concerned but glad their kids found people lile them
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k-chips · 2 years
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Couldn’t stop my gay ass.
(Jacob and Félix are gasping for air in the back. As they should and as I would)
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I AM NO LONGER DOING ENCANTO I AM NO LONGER INTERESTED IN WHITING FOR THE FANDOMS SORRY
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01-reihanehdraw · 2 years
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Fèlix and pepa..(u. u)🌈✨️
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I love your writing so much!!
Ok, so can you write headcanons for the twins x babysitter/vet reader? The reader was tasked to take care of Antonio since Pepa and Felix didn't have much time to care for him so the reader did. The reader is really confident and outgoing but can be introverted as well.
The reader is basically Antonio's 2nd mama/papa/ or 3rd parent. But they won't admit that out loud. The reader knows everything about animals and plants and they were happy when they learned Antonio liked them too.
The reader has a combination of Antonio's and Isabela's gifts but the only one who knows is Antonio and Camilo/Carlos.
This idea is so cute! <3
I might add a oneshot sometime next week to this post-
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The Twins With An S/O Who Is Like A 3rd Parent To Antonio
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Camilo
•He loves it
•He loves you, he loves how close you are to his family, he loves the whole concept of it, he loves it all
•When he found out about your powers he was blown away
•He talked on and on about how cool it was
•Whenever you babysat Antonio, Camilo came with you
•He loves his brother, babysitting and you, so if you put them all together it's just perfect!
•He loves how close you are to his younger brother, it melts his heart istgg <33
•If you send an animal with a letter he'll immediately write one back, if it's delivered through Antonio he'll wait until he sees you then he'll bring it up
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Carlos
•He loves it too
•Like Camilo, he cares for his family
•He cares about some members more than others though-
•Like Antonio, Mirabel, Dolores, Pepa, Julieta, Fèlix and Camilo are at the top of his list
•Then there's Agustìn, Isabela, Luisa, Bruno
•He definitely cares about his Abuela the least 💀
•After she shunned Bruno he hasn't forgiven her
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•If you have to babysit he'll tag along too
•He does this to 1. Not be bored. And 2. To stand in the corner against the wall and watch you get along with his youngest brother <3
•When you told him about your powers he didn't believe you until you showed him
•Sometimes you send animals with a message for him
•It either a note or Antonio randomly walks up to Carlos and is like "Carlos, your novia/o told my toucan to tell me to tell you that they love you."
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I’m going insane. I’m so sorry for this.
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The family waited impatiently for the two youngest members to come to breakfast. For the past few weeks, it had been a fight for who’s family Mirabel and Antonio belonged to. Was it Julieta’s? Was it Pepa’s? Was it Bruno?
No one knew. But at this point, it was anyones game. So far, it had been Bruno, much the Cool and Warm family’s displeasure. Even the town had gotten in on it, irritating them even further; Bruno had even gotten a little cocky.
The only one who hadn’t been ‘competiting’, was Alma. In fact, she hadn’t even been taking any ones side; sure, she gave into the joke every once in a while, but otherwise, she had been the middle ground.
“It’s going to be me, again,” Bruno said, crossing his arms. He was met with a roll hitting him in the face.
“Don’t be so confident. Mí niños always come back to me,” Pepa huffed.
Julieta scoffed, gathering both of their attention. “Yeah, whatever. I’ve been the best one here to them, they’re bound to bounce off you two and come back. You two are just a phase.”
“Phase? Says you! You’re the main victim here,” Pepa laughed. “You have the lowest chance here.”
“She’s not wrong,” Fèlix mumbled into his cup.
“What?! No—Antonio has spent the most time with Mirabel, and since Mirabel is mi niña, she will come back to me, and Antonio will follow,” Julieta smiled.
“Yeah right! They’ve been with me so far! I’m obviously the top—“ Bruno was cut off by a cheery voice.
Everyone turned towards the the voice, knowing it was Mirabel, and with her, Antonio. “Sorry we’re late!” Mirabel said, walking in with Antonio, his hand in her own, both smiley widely. Everyone greeted them quickly before their eyes drifted to their clothes; they had to know who’s color they were wearing.
Everyone’s jaw dropped at the clothes they wore. Was it any shade of Blue? No. Shades of Yellow? No. Their cute little green clothes they were wearing just the day before? No.
It was maroon. A deep, rich colored maroon skirt for Mirabel and a nice dress shirt for Antonio. Along the hems was the same flame pattern that ran along Alma’s dress. Antonio had even wore a pair of dress pants instead of his usual casual ones, probably so he could be just as nicely dressed. Mirabel had somehow managed to get a pair of Alma’s earrings and was wearing them, along with similarly tying her hair back with a bow.
Everyone turned to look at the elder woman, who looked just as confused, but nevertheless, happy.
“Abuelita!” Antonio yelled, arms up as he rushed over, Mirabel close behind. Both children ambushed her in a small group hug. She carefully hugged them back, while still smiling widely, noticing how every single family member was giving her a look of death.
“We match, mira mira!” Mirabel beamed. She spun around while Antonio showed off his shirt proudly.
“I see, haha,” Alma simply clapped her hands, hoping that her family wouldn’t kill her before lunch. “You both look amazing!” Alma was having way too much fun being an Abuela.
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Again, I sincerely apologize ☠️☠️
THIS IS IT! THIS IS THE PEAK ENDING
Abuela runs this show~
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can i send in something?
how about younger Bruno meeting Agustin?
Like you said Gus would try to be a cool big brother, and fails, yet Bruno still thinks he is awesome?
This AU has me by the throat
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Agustín loved Fèlix dearly but he wouldn’t stop bragging about how he’d won over Bruno! This was ridiculous, Agustín had known the kid longer than Félix had!
Okay, he’d admit he hadn’t hung out with Bruno much. He hadn’t even spent much time with Pepa yet. But still! Félix was utterly gleeful to have Alma’s approval and Bruno’s.
Pepa and Julieta’s little brother, younger than them by five years. A seer, very quiet and shy, usually seen drawing or reading. He didn’t speak much at all, especially in public. He normally just nodded or waved when Agustín said hello.
And somehow Félix had actually befriended the kid.
“I’m the cool older brother,” Félix bragged with a frankly obnoxious grin. “You can be the dorky one.”
“I can be cool!”
Félix’s raised eyebrows were enough of an answer. Rude.
“I’ll prove it!” Agustín insisted. “Where’s Bruno now?”
“What kind of cool older brother would need to ask that question, Gus?”
“I hate you.” Agustín went in search of Julieta. Surely she’d know her brother’s whereabouts. Félix followed, snickering all the while. Again: rude.
According to Julieta, Bruno should be around Casita. He had a favourite spot to sit and read, close to the river.
Well, they found the kid alright. He was in the trees, jumping from branch to branch as if it was the easiest thing in the world.
Even Félix choked. Bruno was only twelve! He was tiny! If he fell and broke his neck, Alma would rip them to shreds for seeing it and not stopping him!
“Uh, Bruno?” Agustín’s voice broke. He cleared his throat and tried again. “C-could you get down from there?”
“Why?” Bruno hung upside down from a lower branch, eyes wide and innocent but his smirk was full of mischief.
“It’s dangerous,” Agustín said.
Bruno’s eyes drifted over him, bored. When he saw Félix however, he smiled. “Hi Félix!”
“Hey hombrecito,” Félix said cheerfully, as if he wasn’t also seconds away from a heart attack. “Mind getting down?”
“Sure.” Bruno let go of the branch, dropping to the ground.
Visions of the kid cracking his head open flew threw Agustín’s mind. With an almighty shriek, he threw himself forward, determined to catch his girlfriend’s little brother.
Only, he was Agustín. Of course he tripped, went headlong, rolled down the hill and ended up in the river.
At least it was shallow.
Sputtering, he resurfaced. Bruno was doubled over laughing; Félix ran forward to help him out, gleefully laughing all the while.
“You’re such a dork!” Bruno cried, but he was grinning and looked delighted. “How do you always do that?”
Shyly, Agustín smiled. “It’s a talent,” he said.
Bruno was still grinning at him, no shyness or wariness to be seen. Félix clapped him on the back, beaming.
Okay, so maybe it wasn’t the most cool way to win approval. But it worked!
Maybe being “the dorky one” was okay.
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Would you consider doing a jealous Félix fic? Preferably around the time of the movie? I love all of your fic by the way! Your Pepa/Fèlix ones are actual perfection, thanks so much for blessing us with them🙏🫡
Sure! We LOVE some big, jealous men!
(Also thank you, thats sweet ❤️)
"I told you, he'd be fine!"
"No no. I promised him meat, meat he is going to get."
For SOME reason, his older brother, Julio, was the only man on this planet that enjoyed how Pepa cooked steaks. As such, she promised to not only make it for his birthday tomorrow, but make it out of a REALLY fine cut of meat. Julio knew little about emotions AND food, so Félix kept telling her he'd eat a fucking cow hoof if she put enough salt on it. But of course, you couldn't tell this woman that. She just HAD to get a good cut right from the butcher. She at LEAST let him go with her, so the bastard wouldn't try to cheat her by making her pay more for a shitty cut.
"Is this just because he actually likes how you cook meat?"
"I will hit you. I make GREAT steak!"
"You make beef jerky. And I love it about you-"
"You know what, you don't get to kiss me. For at least five minutes."
Ow, harsh punishment. He opened the door to the butcher shop, letting Pepa in, and letting someone else out. Pepa walked up to the meat counter, looking over at the selection for a brief second, before ringing the bell. The family never really did runs to the butcher shop, given that people ALWAYS volunteered to bring meat to their family, save Alma the trip. It was why Félix felt a bit out of place, despite having gone to a butcher shop plenty of times.
"One second, por favor!"
They waited for a man to come up from the back, wiping blood from his hands. Pepa didn't even wait till the guy got up to the counter.
"So I'm having company over and...Esteban?"
The man blinked at her, confused, before recognition flashed in his eyes.
"PEPA? Dios, it's YOU!"
The SMILE on her face. He hadn't seen that shit since this morning. Towards him.
"Oh-YOU! I KNEW I recognized those hands! I haven't seen you in years!"
"It HAS been years, hasn't it? I'd shake your hand, but I'm a bloody mess."
"Oye- I'm offended you'd offer. Last I checked, friends hugged each other."
Félix got a good look at the guy as he took off his apron and gloves, and come up behind the counter to hug her. He was a HUGE guy. Which wasn't a rare type that Pepa attracted, but this dude was also FAT. Little bits of hair stretched alongside his arms and poked out of his shirt. Pair that with his beard and he was just a mess of a man. Aka...Pepa's type. Realizing that made the tight hug feel so WEIRD to him, and it didn't get too much better when they seperated.
"It is SO good to see you again! Wow, you got to be so BEAUTIFUL!"
"What? I wasn't before?"
She huffed, but before a cloud could form, he put her hands (that looked so little in his) right onto his hairy chest.
"Pepa, you were always incredible. I'm just saying, I always wondered how you'd look as a grown woman, and here you are. Just. Wow, Pepi."
Pepi. Did this random ass dude just call HIS wife Pepi? She wasn't bothered by it like she should be, but rather, amused.
"Oh alright, ill let you get away with that one. Only because I like you."
"Your husband must be VERY lucky to-"
"Yes, I'm very lucky. I'm Félix. Her husband. Right here."
He stepped in a bit, holding his hand out to him. Esteban looked confused, before he chuckled, shaking his hand. A good grip on him too.
"So nice to meet you! Dios, the man who tied down Pepa Madrigal, in MY shop. How about that?"
"Yeah you'd think people would remember. You know, hurricane and best day of my life and all that- how exactly do I not know you?"
Pepa chuckled, waving her hand dismissively at him.
"Oh we had a few classes together. That and he was my first boyfriend. Oh I remember, back then, me and my girlfriends thought he was so cute, we called him 'esta-bien' behind his back."
Esteban rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment.
"Yeah I was uh. Nervous around girls, and apparently they liked that. Pepa was my first girlfriend and she...taught me a lot-"
"Like how he REALLY liked a good hand job."
They both had a bit of a laugh over this. Now while Félix respected Pepa's past (god knows he was no virgin mary either), it was a BIT different, being face to face with one of them.
"That's. Nice. How did you two break up anyway?"
"Oh my dad didn't like me being with girls. He wanted to get me an all boys class, but of course they said no. When he realized I was messing around with Pepa, he homeschooled me. That was the last time I saw Pepa, actually."
Pepa sighed at the memory, it clearly being special to her.
"He HATED me, but I respected what he did for the community. How IS your papi?"
Esteban fiddled with his hands, suddenly seeming so down.
"He uhm. He passed away a week ago. Heart attack."
"Oh I'm SO sorry! I had no idea!"
"I know. He said he wanted it kept to the priest, and his family. But since mom died, that kinda left just. Me."
Pepa, trying to fan away the rain clouds, frowned.
"I am SO sorry. Do you need a hug?"
"I...don't wanna make things weird, with your husband-"
"Félix is a grown man. Come here."
Now he felt for the guy. Really he did. Assuming his words were true, it must've been a rough thing to go through. But that didn't mean his face had to be RIGHT in his wife's tits during the embrace. Those were HIS (and Pepa's obviously), and it took everything in him not to bitch slap this guy away from his wife. The hug lasted a real, solid minute, and the man smiled.
"You're still sweet as ever, Pepi. Thank you. But uhm, you came here for some meat though, right?"
She pouted a bit as she lightly patted his cheek. This guy LIKED that. He could see it in his eyes.
"If you don't mind. I'm cooking for HIS brother, so it has to be special."
"For you Pepa, I'll give you the best meat I have. Here, let me show you what I have."
Esteban got behind the counter as he showed her different cuts. Félix didn't like how much he smiled at her. Didn't like how he kept finding reasons to touch her hands or talk about their past. They were happy together. She liked touching him then. Stories of how she'd constantly sneak her little hands where they shouldn't be. This guy was getting so excited, there was that twinkle in his eyes that said 'say the world, and I'll take you in a heart beat'.
"Okay so, prime rib. Anything else you recommend?"
"Well, I don't know what else you're doing with dinner, but HIGHLY recommend the sausages. I make them myself everyday! And the leftovers go to the hogs, but I'd MUCH prefer you use it to feed you and yours."
"You know what, go ahead, give me of your sausage while we're at it."
Okay this wasn't just him, right? That fucking sounded weird? That didn't sound like Pepa's cute ex wanted to think about plowing her? Couldn't be just him. Félix took a hold of it all, since that's what a husband does for HIS wife, and he was the best of them all. He stood there, waiting for this man to let go of his wife's hand.
"And you are welcome here ANY time, Pepa, only the best cuts for you."
"Disparates! We'll meet for pleasure SOME time! Maybe some cafè?"
He watched as he squeezed her hand. It was subtle, but it was there. That lovesick man, all over his wife, like a fly to shit. Don't strike him, do NOT strike him-
"I'd like that. Very much, Pepita."
He was gonna find him in a dark fucking alley. He gently nudged his wife with his elbow.
"Pepa, we can't be late. Come on."
She waved him goodbye, before Félix finally got her out of there, and on the way home. He hoped that was the end of it. It wasn't. The whole walk over, she wouldn't stop talking about this guy. About how she'd love to wear his jackets, about how he'd bring her little flowers, about how he liked being kissed right on his chin. He knew so much about this man in a few minutes, way more than what he wanted to.
"Oh and once, for english class, he wrote poetry about my hair. It was awful, but we were adorable back then. He always said they reminded him of strawberries in a field, he was SO sweet~"
"Uh huh."
Félix nodded as he started to put things away in their kitchen. Félix was sure that he as a person was great. But he was a guy who she found attractive, who wanted to fuck her. He knew he fucking did, he remembered that look in those eyes that she kept staring into-
"Félix? Are you listening to me?"
"Hmm? I'm sorry, I spaced out. What was it?"
"I was saying, easy on the cabinets! You're slamming them!"
Félix carefully shut the cabinet, muttering under his breath.
"You'd know about slamming, wouldn't you?"
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
Wrong answer. Lightning cracked above her head, and she damn near slammed the meat on the counter.
"No. You speak up. You have something to say, be a man and say it."
She wanted him to say it? Fine. He turned to her, returning the same amount of huffiness as he was being given.
"I said you and your meat boy over there would KNOW about slamming, wouldn't you?"
She looked so confused. God he loved that dumb expression on her face.
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about HIM. 'Esteban' this and 'Esteban' that- I'm SICK of it. That idiota WANTS you Pepa, and I want to kill him for it. I SAW his face. He wanted you. If I didn't say anything he'd probably try to pound you right on the dirty fucking floor!"
She put her hand on her chest, as if aghast.
"Félix Madrigal. Are you JEALOUS of Esteban?"
He couldn't help it. He practically slammed the cabinets shut to look at her.
"You know what, I AM, okay? I know when a man wants a woman, and that CABRON wants you!"
Pepa smirked at him, leaning against the counter.
"Are you worried big, sexy Esteban is going to sneak into the Casita when you aren't around?"
"YES."
She was fucking mocking him. She was adding fuel to the fire and he was getting angrier by the minute.
"Are you worried he's going to use all of his weight to hold me down? That him and his belly are gonna pin me down and fuck me in my own bed?"
"Pepa I'm fucking warning you, knock this shit off-"
She leaned back, letting one hand caress her thigh. She was fucking getting off to just the IDEA of her getting fucked by this guy? How DARE she?
"Are you worried he's going to make me scream? Are you worried that he's going to fuck me so good, I'll beg for him to cum in the pretty pussy you love so much?"
He pointed a finger at her, his chest rising and falling as anger made it VERY difficult to get a decent breath in.
"Don't. Don't you even FUCKING-"
"Félix...are you mad that I'll beg him to put a baby in me?"
The second she cupped her own pussy, that was it. He was angry. Enraged. Furious. Not at her, his Pepi could do no wrong. He was mad at Esteban. For tempting his wife, for threatening his fucking marriage, and being the exact kinda guy she'd sleep with. The idea of another man having the honor of stuffing this pussy full of cum and get her wife so beautifully pregnant? It was anger he couldn't relax.
"That's it- that's fucking it. You, upstairs, now."
"Maybe I'd listen to a man with more of a gut. To a man who knew how to use those big, sexy hands of-!"
He wouldn't let her finish. He had her over his shoulder in a second, hand on her ass as he carried her upstairs. He damn near kicked the door down, and threw her onto the bed hard enough to make her cry out in surprise. She looked so fucking sexy like this, the idea of some stupid meat man wanting this only made his blood boil.
"You're going to listen to your FUCKING husband. You're going to get thoughts of him out of your head, or I'll get them out FOR you."
Pepa could make a choice. She could say okay, like a good wife. Or, she could be the sexy, absolute temptress he knew she could be. He watched as she peeled off her dress (she had learned to do it so quickly, he considered it her 'other' gift), spread her legs out for him, and started to rub her pussy through her panties. She was already wet, he could see the darkness of the damp spot.
"Félix, it's not my fault. Look at him. He's so...big. He could hold me down, finger my pussy with his thick fingers, and I'd be just so helpless. It'd be so easy for him to take me~"
That was it. The straw that broke the camel's back. He took a step towards her, nearly smacked her hand away, shoved his fingers past her underwear, and right into her pussy. Normally he'd do just one or two, but she needed three. She needed three of his thick fingers to stretch her little cunt to the limit. His other hand gripped onto her thigh, forcing her to take it.
"HE doesn't get to hold you down. I'M the one who holds you the fuck-swear to god try to close these fucking legs again, I DARE you."
It was so much for her so soon, it made sense that she try to cover herself up a bit to try to stop the stimulation. They both knew the safe word, she just wanted to fucking test him. She WANTED him to lift her leg so much, it forced her on her back and her pussy in the air.
"Félix p-please-!"
"That's right, that's the name of your FUCKING husband. You think he can hold you down like this? Make your pussy sound THIS loud?"
He was practically barking at her. Her nails were gripping onto the bed, sweat soaked her red face. He could feel the wet heat in the room, it made his shirt cling to his skin, and he KNEW she liked it. She kept giving her those big, pretty, lustful eyes. Eyes for HIM, and no one else.
"I'm g-going to-"
"That's right, you're going to cum because of ME. Not HIM. I'M the only gran hombre you need. Look at me. Don't you fucking look away from your husband,"
Oh she was so fucking tight. She was soaking his fingers, she was cascading down her own fucking stomach- that fucker WISHED he could see her like this. He'd be fucking hard in a second, just like he was right now.
"Look at me when I make you cum. Right on my fingers. You wanted big fucking fingers, here the fuck they are."
She came. Her hips bucked upwards, as if somehow wanting more. Greedy little girl. She cried out for him, loud enough to sound like music to his ears. He hoped he could hear it, right from his stupid fucking butcher shop. He pulled them out of her, admiring the way her fluids made her pussy hair cling to the rest of her body. She was shaking as she gazed up at her, helpless as a bunny.
"Félix, I-"
"Over here. Facing the mirror. On your stomach. Come on, you heard papi, move it."
He gave her already sensitive pussy a smack, but despite her loud yelp, his wife was ever stubborn. She huffed at him, even turning her nose at him to piss him off further.
"Esteban wouldn't 'ask me' like a fucking child. I should go over to HIS house and-"
Fuck this man for making his wife have such a nasty fucking attitude. He dug his fingers into her hair, and yanked her to where he wanted her to go. She cried out in pain, but given how she spread her legs for him as soon as he put her in place, he could tell she liked it. Fucking Pepa was an art, and every single time, he made a masterpiece. And now, he was about to put that paint brush in her palette.
"Don't you say his fucking name. Don't you EVER say his fucking name in our fucking room, not in our fucking bed. I'll kill him. He's not going to touch you, even if he wants to. I know he does. He wants to ram you and make you feel this. But only I can."
She looked at him through the mirror, and she practically had hearts in her eyes. Such a beautiful, sexy woman.
"I'm sorry, who's name can't I say?"
"Don't say it. If you fucking say it-"
"Oh, right. Esteban ~"
This man was dead. How DARE his name be purred through such sexy lips? He pulled his cock out of his pants, and after pushing it inside her hot, wet, TIGHT pussy, laid on top of her. She swore under her breath as he did this, and he swore he saw her bite her bottom lip in absolute delight. That is, until he held onto her jaw, and shoved two of his fingers into her mouth.
"Look at me. Look at these fingers down your fucking throat. He can't give this to you. His cock can't fuck you like this. He- don't you FUCKING stop looking at me, lo juro por Dios."
He pulled his fingers out of her mouth, to smack her cheek with his wet palm, only to shove them back into her mouth. Then, he started to fuck her. He WAS a heavy man, and a heavy man could pound his wife hard enough to rock the damn bed, to make it look like he was just using her for his satisfaction. But this wasn't just his jealousy. This was her desire. Her desire to be pinned down by a man as fat as him, to gag around fingers as thick as sausages, to be stretched by a cock as big as his.
"Look at me. I don't want you to even THINK of other men. I want you to look at men and think 'they can't fuck my pussy like Félix can'. Because that's right. Look at me railing you, look at me making my cock hungry wife happy. He can't do that. He can't make these sounds."
The sounds of her loud, lewd gagging, the sounds of the bed creaking under them, the sound of his heavy frame smacking against her goddess like figure. She couldn't do ANYTHING against him. She just sat there, meeting his gaze, nails digging into the sheets and legs twitching after each and every thrust. He kissed the nape of her neck, let his teeth graze against her little ear.
"He can't stuff you full of cum. He can't make it pour out of you and make you feel stuffed. He can't make you TAKE IT."
She screamed against his fingers as he pushed himself in fully, and came. His cum coated her insides, and he swore he saw goosebumps on her skin as he poured more and more into her. He pulled out of her, having just enough to spill onto the small of her back. She was limp under him. Limp, but loving. He pulled his fingers from her mouth, only to have her hold his hand, and lick and kiss his skin and palm.
"Dios, he got papi so mad...~"
"Damn right he got me mad. He wants to fuck you like me."
She didn't mind the smear of fluids on her face, especially as she continued to make eye contact with him through the mirror.
"But he can't~...no one can fuck me and stuff me like Papi. I think you bruised my thighs."
"One, MY thighs. Two, I got the ass too, don't you worry."
He smacked her ass with his other palm, and she cried out in delight, cheeks flushed at the stinging feeling.
"Ay Papi, so upset~...you really think he can take me from you?"
"...kinda."
She sighed in almost exhaustion as she kept kissing.
"You're as dumb as you are sexy. He can't. Sure, he's sweet. And handsome. And he has so much hair. And he's got a big, big belly and hands-"
"Not helping."
"Oye, let me finish. He might have all of that, but he's not you. My husband, father to my kids. And mi papi, who takes such good care of me. He sees men who wants me, and reminds me of this."
His wife was so sweet. She was his sexy, sexy rock in his life. He sighed, feeling just a bit of jealousy leave his body.
"Gracias, Pepi. And I'm not against you guys being friends, obviously. I trust you."
"It WOULD be hot if he was involved, though."
He flicked her forehead in warning, despite her light swear.
"Hey, I'm still sticking by our no threeway rule. Any man touches you and I'm killing him."
"Does it count as a threeway if he just sits there and watches? All jealous? It'd be cute. He'd sit in a chair, pump his cock while you rub it in his face."
He wanted to say that was an awful idea, but. Well. He WOULD like other men to know they can't have Pepa.
"...we'll talk about it."
Pepa's smirk was huge. This girl really got whatever she wanted.
Whatever meat she wanted.
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allthingsencanto · 2 years
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what improvements (whether to the plot or characters) would you have given to Encanto if you were chosen to write or direct or produce the movie?
Oh gosh, this is an interesting question! There’s a few things I would have done, at the top of my head, here are SOME things! (Not in any order) If I have more, I’ll definitely share in the future! Also keep in mind these are all my opinions! ;)
Start the story a few days BEFORE Antonio’s ceremony, so the audience can get a good feel of each family dynamic, and how the relationship between Mirabel and her family is, so how the characters are on a NORMAL day, since in the film, the family is constantly under stress.
Show just a few more scenes of Isabela and Mirabel firing at each other, (more scenes or dialogue of Mirabel messing things up for her and being rude) so the relationship doesn’t come off as one sided like everyone thinks, since In reality it wasn’t.
Try to dive into Pepa’s side of the family just a TAD more, I know Pepa was included in the whole “all the family members are under stress with the expectations”, but Camilo and Dolores….not so much. (I mean I BELIEVE it, I just wish we saw more). I definitely would have added a scene where Dolores is speaking cockily of Isabela, how everyone favors her and pays attention to her, indicating to the audience that she feels left out, and in Isa’s shadow like Jared had said. I also would have maybe gave Camilo that line he had in the end of the junior novel, where he had said “I’d like to be myself”, again indicating to the audience that his shapeshifting has taken a toll on his identity crisis. As for Fèlix, I wouldn’t really change anything about him, because I would assume he has his own struggles as well, I mean he DOES have to deal with trying to convince Pepa that she can let her emotions out already, so yeah. One last thing I would do though, is that during the scene with Mirabel confronting Abuela, I noticed how Pepa’s side of the family weren’t even in the shot where Mirabel starts her small monologue, they were all in the background, so I would have put the whole family in front of the two, not just Julieta’s side. I would then tweak Mirabel’s lines, after she mentions Lusia and Isabela, she moves on to how Pepa always gets scolded for a cloud, how Antonio felt the night of the gift ceremony, how Dolores feels like her gift is more useful than herself, etc.
As said before, I would have tweaked the confrontation between Mirabel and Isabela. The song and everything is fine of course, but I would have had Isabela at one point during her song, (or maybe after, before Abuela comes in) admit that she was wrong as well in the dynamic, say that she will try to have a better outlook on her sister, and Mirabel of course will do the same. Basically just her acknowledging her faults.
Show everyone’s powers acting up or even gone near the end, rather than just Luisa and Camilo. I get that Lusia’s power was fading because she wanted to go back to being strong even though she had her talk with Mirabel, but I found it weird at the same time that it was only her who was losing her power, rather than the rest of the family as well. I would have maybe changed it to everyone’s gifts were slowly fading after the dinner scene, and then have Isabela be the last person who’s gift is still there, (so Mirabel can have her confrontation with her and the song) due to how much she’s pushed herself to be perfect over the years.
I’m sorry but I would have added more scenes of Bruno and Mirabel. They’re such a good duo! Also Bruno himself didn’t get that much screen time, so would have added him a bit more.
Okay so there’s definitely more than that, but I’ll share more in the future! Also if you disagree with any of these, that’s fine!
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What numbers my synesthesia causes me to associate with each Madrigal in order of certainty:
Pepa - 31
Bruno - 52
Antonio - 33
Isabela - 48
Luisa - 26
Camilo - 13
Dolores - 342
Alma - 72
Julieta - 54
Fèlix - 32
Agustìn - 68
Mirabel - 36
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gamerbearmira · 2 years
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Here, have a Cute- Julieta and Pepa getting all gooey over bb!Mirabel, cooing at her and fussing over her and Mirabel's there like "I have no idea how to respond to this"
She’s completely clueless 💀💀 not only is she a baby to begin with, but she’s also being fawned over and she’s not used to all the attention. And the husbands are no better <\\333
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showtoonzfan · 2 years
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Another Encanto rant (fandom rant)
Another random Encanto take but I personally never thought Pepa, or even the whole family was villainizing Bruno in “We don’t Talk About Bruno”. A lot of fans seem to say that the whole family sucks because they painted him out as some villain only to go “jk we love you” in the end, and it’s one of those things where I can definitely see where they’re COMING from, but I disagree. So here’s my two cents. First, the only people who painted Bruno out to be some creepy monster was the VILLAGE. The village never understood how his power worked, and they instantly jumped to conclusions. The Madrigals however are his FAMILY. They knew him, and while they know that he’s not some monster, that didn’t mean they couldn’t be upset with him. We know that Alma was upset because she thought that he didn’t care about the family (since he left). As for the song, we know that after Bruno left, they all just stopped talking about him at one point because he was a sensitive topic, NOT that he was some monster. He was just gone, and they didn’t know why. They didn’t know if he was dead, if he left because he hated them, WHY he left, he just LEFT in the family’s eyes. A lot of people seem to forget that, because while we as the audience know why Bruno left and that he deeply cares about his family, the characters in the story DO NOT. 
10 years had past, which gave the family time to just get over him and now they don’t talk about him. When Mirabel brings him up in probably the first time in YEARS, everyone is quick to say they don’t talk about him. Pepa tells her that one day on her wedding, he told her it looked like rain and that made the hurricane come. She’s explaining her frustrations towards him, but she’s not VILLAINIZING him guys. She only said “Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin” because it’s clear she thought he was purposely messing with her or she legit thought it was a prophecy, (judging by what he said in the ending, I guess she thought it was a prophecy.) Even if Bruno just said that because he saw her sweating and was trying to lighten the mood, Pepa thought he wasn’t and it was an act of miscommunication, something that happens in families ALL the time. Pepa could resent him for that, for leaving, or maybe she WAS just saying that as an unhealthy coping mechanism to stay mad at him, (which is a popular headcanon the fandom has had) who knows, but I think it’s clear she didn’t see him as a villain. He was just a sensitive topic and she didn’t want to talk about him, just like the rest of the family, and I’m honestly sick of people painting this movie as black and white, (saying how Bruno is just good when the rest of the family sucks) when one of the MAJOR themes to this movie is about complex relationships. While “We Don’t Talk About Bruno” is the introduction to the movie trying to make us think he’s some bad guy, let’s be real guys, the only people who ACTUALLY were villainizing Bruno was the village, Alma, and Camilo, but we all know why Camilo did it, he’s just a goofball performer who heard the village talking about him and he just exaggerated things. So yeah long story short, Pepa and Fèlix were explaining their frustrations, Dolores was explaining how nobody could really understand his prophecies hence she understood him more and could hear him in the walls, Camilo was just being extra, and Isabela was just sharing one of the visions he gave her.
Then I see people say “But the family talked shit about him behind his back and pretended like it was nothing!” So………when it comes to the ending, yes…I’ve seen a lot of people say that the family should have apologized to Bruno, and while I agree, I still have to share how much I dislike how black and white the fandom paints everything to be, ESPECIALLY with the Alma apology scene because dear LORD, but I’m not here to talk about that. It’s clear that MOST of the people who say that just paint Bruno as the good guy and the family as the bad guys, even though the movie CLEARLY shows you that the family still cared about him deep down. This fandom needs to realize that you can still LOVE someone but hate them, or be upset with them at the same time. And yes, Bruno is a good person, we know that, and I’m pretty sure the family knows that, or that he used to be. The whole point when it came to Bruno was that while all the Madrigals were painted as perfect, Bruno was different as his prophecies scared people, not only making him a creepy omen to the village, but it’s implied that his family didn’t understand him well either, especially after he left, but as soon as he came back, they were all just happy to see him, to know that he was alive and well after YEARS of wondering what happened to him. That’s why Alma ran up to hug him, and that’s why his SISTERS ran up to hug him, and even Fèlix and Agustín were happy to see him. The movie showed that while Bruno left and the family stopped talking about him and even tried to make dew without him, they all still missed and cared about him deep down. And listen, I’m not going to act like I think the family shouldn’t have apologized to him as well, and I’m not going to act like the family isn’t flawed. They definitely are, but that’s the POINT. I hate to say it, but it feels like the side of the fandom that goes “Fuck the family they’re all horrible people Bruno is baby and did nothing wrong!!!” completely MISS the point of the movie. It feels like y’all are so used to watching other Disney movies who flat out told you shit and had a simple good vs. evil side so you’re desperate to side with the “good one” and portray all the other characters as heartless monsters when they were anything but heavily flawed. :/
And yeah, the last thing I wanted to touch up upon was the whole apology thing. The answer is yes, I DO think the family should have apologized to Bruno, but for me personally, it’s honestly for different reasons. Everyone wants the family to apologize to him for talking shit behind his back (even though they all had a right to resent him and even not really consider him family after leaving for 10 YEARS GASP unpopular opinion I guess) but I wanted the family to apologize to him just for everything he’s been through, and assure him that things will be better, and that he won’t feel alone. And when you think about it, that’s kinda what we got in the movie. A lot of people seem to overlook the lyrics to “All of You”, because you have Alma who tells him to his face that the miracle isn’t a gift, its HIM, and his sisters who tell him the words “No matter what happens, we’re going to find our way”, which is obviously implying that they’re going to get through this, and no matter what is broken, it’s nothing they can’t fix. The family was all under pressure and while they didnt act the best, they now know that can work to grow and better themselves and their relationships, hence why they had to work together to build Casita brick by brick, which is symbolizing them rebuilding the family. There could have been tears, hardships, make-ups, and apologies for all we know during that time the house was built, but whatever. If you want to say the ending was rushed, fine. If you want to say you found the ending unsatisfying and wanted a little more, fine. If you want to say that you thought the family should have apologized to Bruno, fine, but please STOP painting the family as a bunch of heartless dicks. Encanto certainly has a few flaws in my eyes, or just things that could have been slightly better, and y’all can disagree with me if you want, but I'm just sick of this fandom portraying the family as monsters. :/
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broflovski-brah · 2 years
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Update regarding my writing.
(I will be bashing on certain characters, so don’t read if you’re easily angered by this.)
I will no longer be writing for Carlos Madrigal. Now I know I’m going to get a shit ton of backlash for this, but it’s my choice and you’ve gotta respect it. I have a few reasons as to why I will be doing this.
I honestly don’t like Carlos’ character. He seems a little too edgy for my liking and a lot of his content makes me really uncomfortable and I just…don’t like him as a character.
2. Most of the requests I’ve gotten for him are very…odd. I said it once and I’ll say it agin. I DO NOT WRITE YANDERE STUFF! I never have and I never will.
3. I am honestly not certain about his age. His canon age is 18, and that’s the age I’ve been writing him as, but seeing as most people in the fandom are 12-17 or so? It makes me highly uncomfortable to write for an adult dating a child. It’s pedophelia and I don’t tolerate it.
4. Again-his character. I’ve seen mixed things about his character as a whole and honestly, I don’t like how edgy and tsundere like he is. He just really irks me.
That’s all for Carlos. And in regards to Roberto, I don’t know if there have been mixed things on his age, but I will be writing Roberto as a fifteen year old. If you don’t like the way I write him or any other character, it’s simple. Block me. Don’t throw a temper tantrum in my dms.
And finally, I will now be writing for the rest of the Madrigal grandchildren. Again, I will be writing for Mirabel, Luisa, Isabela, Dolores, Camilo and Roberto. I will write Pepa, Julieta and Bruno, but only as parental figures or romantically, but in a harem with either Agustín or Fèlix. That’s all. Have a good day.
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thequeendesi · 2 years
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Hi! Can I please request some random headcanons of your choice for Pepa + Felix X GN!Reader? Tysm!! -🌸 Anon
(P.S. thank you for doing my last request, it turned out amazing!!)
Of course!!
Thank you so much too!
Sorry this took so long!
Pepa has a fixation with your hair.
Twirling it around her finger
Smelling it??
She likes how you smell, ok?
Your eyes are her favorite thing
She’s constantly finding things that look like your eyes and giving it to you
( also, modern Pepa freaked when she found a grey hair for the first time and it took you two days to reassure her you think it’s hot
Fèlix has a fixation with your hands
He loves touching your hands
Picking under your fingernails too??? It’s the weirdest thing he does
He likes cleanliness and he loves touching your hands so it’s a win win.
When cuddling Pepa cuddles into your back, Fèlix lays on his back and you lay into his side.
Pepa will sing to you during anxiety attacks ( if that’s smth you have
Fèlix does everything to make you smile during them
“Why did the chicken cross the street?”
“Fèli. That’s a corny joke.”
“No no! Ask why!”
“Why?”
“I don’t know! That’s why I asked you!”
They love u sm
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mr-walkingrainbow · 2 years
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Hehehe time to over analyze the fuck out of this ten second clip!
OK LETS GO!
SO! Firstly. I’m gonna start out this this image of the creators tweet
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He said Pepa was the ‘Middle child’ more emotional because JULIETA was the ADULT!
Now, it may just be theory. And it might be literal canon, but its heavily implied Julieta never got much criticism from Alma like Pepa did. Sure. That meant she had a lot of pressure. To ironically, be the ‘Perfect golden child’ (gosh and the fact Isabella was her child ok I’m getting off tract shshsbdh). But typically since her gift was easy, and not problematic. She was probably closer to Abuela. And got less scolding.
Which of course, as the middle child who was ridiculed and forced to repress her emotions, it would make her ‘More emotional’
NOW! Let’s analyze these frames!
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their both a little shocked Alma is apologizing. Though Pepa is visibly more surprised, while Julieta looks more concerned. Maybe cause Pepa never got an apology growing up. Or never saw her do it. Except when…
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‘miss eldest golden child Julieta’ got one. you see cause now she looks resolute. She looks downtrodden and sad. While Julieta looks the same. Cause Alma has always been closer to Julieta. And Pepa probably assumes that if anything, this apology is just for her Sister. (but of course she walks forward too cause like. Jsdjjd for music purposes. And also hope. She probably is hoping it’s for her for once. plain old hoping.) which is easily backed up by…
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THIS PHOTO!
they Both approach her. Yet it’s JULIETA Alma first goes to. She takes JULIETAS hands. She doesn’t take Pepas hands. LOOK AT HER HANDS. she’s holding them nervousky. Clenched together. Tucked to her chest. She looks so anxious ans sad. Watching Julieta get the love.
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Now Julieta is at ease. She understands her mom is fine. And she’s getting a love filled apology. She’s ok. PEPA ON THE OTHER HAND LOOKS DESTROYED. she’s literally watching them two. Wondering if she’ll be noticed. If she’ll get an apology. If she’ll just be ignored yet again. If she’s even deserving of such high honored only given to the eldest golden child.
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THEN RELIEF! Alma has reached out. For once. And it is a shock. Theirs a second she doesn’t move. But then she instinctively leans into the comforting touch of her mother that she was so deprived of. Closing her eyes to relish it. She is final getting the love and appreciation she deserves. (And yes Julieta is happy for her sister. She knows she’s been deprived of what should be rightfully hers)
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Confirmation! She makes eye contact with her mom. she smiles. It is real. She can’t believe it but is so happy and relieved! Pepa madrigal is being LOVED!
gosh. This took so much out of me. Thanks for sitting through my passionate and maybe A little obsessive rant. what can I say. I love Pepa Madrigal! 😌
please reblog the hell out of this it took so much energy
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