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sokkas-first-fangirl · 8 months
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Indulge my “Senoritas Perfectas” bullshit 🌸✨
Takes place immediately following Mirabel’s Ceremony
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It was pure happenstance that Isabela and Mirabel arrived to breakfast together. They’d both woken early- Isabela from habit and Mirabel because she wanted to keep practicing with her Gift- and they walked into the dining room together. Mirabel trailed right behind Isabela, little sparkles dancing around her fingertips.
Abuela smiled softly, her eyes shining with pride.
“There’s my perfect girls,” she said. She rose from her seat to hug them both, kissing Isabela on the cheek and gently stroking Mirabel’s hair.
Isabela paused. Perfect. My perfect girls.
It was true, Mirabel’s Gift was perfect. Everyone had gone wild when she touched her door and light spilled from her. She’d been bombarded with requests the whole night; the villagers and family alike were eager to see what light powers could create.
Abuela had looked especially fond when Isabela made flower petals rain down on Mirabel as she danced.
Perfect. Of course it was perfect. How could it be any less?
But what if…?
Isabela kept her smile in place as she and Mirabel took their seats. Abuela ushered Mirabel into the seat next to Isabela. That was new. Normally there was no fuss on who sat where; the only rule (albeit unspoken) was that Abuela always sat at the head of the table.
Isabela listened as Mirabel happily rambled to Abuela, telling her about the tiny rainbow she’d made that morning and how she promised she’d made one of the lights look like a butterfly. So eager to please. So happy and sweet.
What if Mirabel couldn’t keep it up? What if her smile slipped? What if people got bored of her Gift?
Her heart was pounding but Isa kept her hands clasped together and her posture straight (Abuela said it made her look so grown up), smiling all the while.
Her growing suspicions were confirmed after breakfast. As everyone separated to go about their business, Abuela took Isabela aside.
“Isa, mi vida,” she said. “After school, will you let Mirabel join you for your chores?” Her smile was indulgent, so happy and proud. Isabela would do anything to keep that smile.
Besides, Mirabel tailing her wouldn’t exactly be hard work. At most, she’d just insistently ask questions, like usual.
“Sí, Abuela,” she said.
“Gracias, amor,” Abuela said. She squeezed Isabela’s hand. “I think you are the best suited to help her.”
“Help her, Abuela?”
“With her Gift. Flowers and light- it couldn’t be more perfect.”
There was that word again. One little word with so much weight.
Isabela needed to be perfect. Everyone in the family did, really; they were the amazing Madrigals, so blessed, so helpful and strong. But she was the eldest, the shining example to her sisters, her cousins, to everyone in her age group.
Senorita Perfecta Isabela. Sweet, angelic, perfect Isabela. The flower princess.
And now Mirabel. The little shining star. Warm, loving, happy Mirabel.
Isabela didn’t want to see her sister’s smile disappear.
Of course she’d help her. What else could she do?
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neonpinkfeels · 2 years
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lizzywrites1 · 1 year
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The One
Julieta took a deep breath as she finished plating dinner for the night. She was elated and felt so confident in herself after making her mother’s favorite meal. Today was the day! She would tell Alma about the boy who’s stolen her heart and that she knew she would marry him.
She set the table just as Pépa and Bruno came down, raising an eyebrow as to why their sister seemed to be floating on air. Julieta smiled at them, not even caring that they thought she was crazy. Pépa chuckled, rolling her eyes and shaking her head as she sat down. Bruno was still lost but shrugged and sat down.
“I’m glad to see you’re in such a good mood, mija,” Alma said as she walked in and took her seat at the head of the table. “I have some news for you, and I’m confident it’ll make you even happier,” she smiled.
‘Doubt it,’ Julieta thought to herself. “I have some news too, Mamá. I can’t wait to share.” She took her seat and smiled at her mother, practically vibrating with anticipation. “But, you go first.” Alma nodded, “Very well then. I have been talking to Señora Gomez. You know how she adores you, mijita,” Alma always had a soft spot for her eldest daughter. She had a soft spot for all three of her children but in different ways. Julieta nodded, she was always humble, but she could hardly get the woman to shut up when she started talking to her. “Well, we have decided that you and her son Dante will marry.”
Julieta was sure the house had just fallen on top of her. Her smile far gone and her stomach churned, “Wh-what?”
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I had a random idea. ...Here you go...
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scarlet-rose22 · 1 year
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senorita perfecta twins au
Isabela was groomed to be perfect along with Dolores, yet she grew more than just roses, she read about herbs and grew them, Dolores wore earmuffs, they both love their hermanas/hermanos and won't take shit from anyone, Abuela sees how Isa eyes Lili and is always giving her lily flower crowns and plans to set them up, she's also plans on setting them up with Mariano but both girls come to her and tell her that Isa only likes him as a friend. Nothing more while Dolores has heart eyes for him, so she's happily set up with him, they play music and dance with their family, the villagers, Mariano, Lili and eventually Bubo Marquez. Isabela is a wild princess while Dolores is a princess of secrets
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sweetscenes · 1 year
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 i added my new muses, not to the g.oogle doc yet, but they are there. 
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acewithapaintbrush · 2 years
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Madrigal shenanigans prompt: the kids finding out that Bruno can be/still is a trouble maker?
"I'll leave this room for one hour and when I come back, I want you to tell me who did this."
"But-"
"One hour!"
Camilo and Isabela glare at each other as soon as Julieta leaves the room.
"Good going, doofus!" Isabela hisses through clenched teeth and swats at Camilo's shoulder. "Just own up to it already." 
Camilo rubs his arm and attempts to pout like he's seen Antonio do. He's not nearly as good at it as his little brother. "But it really wasn't me. You were the last one to see it. You must have done something to it." 
"How dare you! And why would I? I'm not as childish as you." 
"Well, I know it wasn't me, so it must have been you, Senorita Perfecta."
"You are the resident troublemaker. Didn't you just say yesterday that 'Trouble' is your middle name? Way to implicate yourself, dear primo" 
"Ohhh big word. Only the guilty throw around big words like that, don't you know?" 
The two kids are caught in a staring match when there is a slight cough from the doorway. 
Tio Bruno lounges against the frame, inspecting his fingernails as if they are the most interesting thing in the world. 
"Trouble, kids?" 
"Tio Bruno!" Isabela shouts and points a finger into Camilo's face which the boy promptly slaps away. "Camilo broke Tia Julieta's favorite pan and now he won't admit it!" 
Before Camilo can defend himself, Bruno shrugs. "Wasn't Cami."
"Hah!" The boy does a little victory dance. 
Isabela fumes. "But it wasn't me either!" 
"I know."
Camilo stops his victory dance so abruptly that he almost falls flat on his face. "Huh? Then who did it?" 
Bruno finally stops inspecting his nails. He grabs a corner of his ruana and dramatically drapes it over his lower face, like some kind of phantom. 
"It was me!" he booms with a deep voice. "It has been me all along! Muahahaha" 
"WHAT?" 
Bruno winces and drops the ruana. In seconds he is their awkward tio again, sheepishly rubbing his head. "It was an accident, actually. You see, I wanted to show Antonio how to slide down the hill out back on a pan, but I couldn't find the old one your mothers and I always used so we just took the biggest one we could find in the kitchen." He pouts and crosses his arms. "Stupid thing didn't even last one turn. They don't make them like they used to, kids." 
"Why wasn't I invited?" Camilo asks, outraged. 
Isabela just rolls her eyes. "Great, then you can tell Mama the truth." 
A glint enters Bruno's eyes. It's not a nice glint. 
"Oh, I don't think so. Remember when you two threw me to the wolves named Pepa and Julieta and left me to take the blame for the 'capybara incident' which had been totally your fault? Well, you know the saying. Karma is a doorbell. Ding dong. It's for you!" 
Camilo doesn't know if he should be angry or impressed while Isabela gapes like a fish out of water. "You can't… We'll tell her you did it!" 
"You can try." Bruno smirks. "But there are actually quite a few people who will swear up and down that they saw me in the village the whole day. That's the beauty of having so many people being assholes to you for almost your entire life and now realizing their mistakes. They kinda owe you big, you know?"
"That's ruthless, Tio Bruno!" Okay, so Camilo is definitely impressed now. 
Isabela not so much. "You are supposed to be the grown-up, responsible adult Tio Bruno!"
Bruno pats their heads and laughs. "Not today! Good luck, kiddos." 
He whistles as he saunters out of the room, leaving his beloved sobrino's to their doom. 
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row-boats3 · 11 months
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A piece I wrote in like 20 minutes because I have Encanto brain-rot and I started thinking of how Mirabel got her “gift” in a Celebrity!Madrigals AU
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Mirabel returned home sluggishly, tossing her bag to the couch as soon as she crossed through the door of their home.
Unsurprisingly, the house was empty.
Mama had gone to an interview for her new cook-book, dragging Papa with her as even with her collected front she hated doing interviews alone. Tia Pepa was working hard on recording her next album with Tio Felix. Dolores was at a meeting for her cover art, Luisa at training for the athletic event, and Camilo at a table read for a new, exclusive movie he wasn’t allowed to tell her about yet.
Even Senorita perfecta Isabela would be welcome right now, but she was out too, negotiating a contract with a new, up-and-coming fashion boutique.
Once again, ordinary Mirabel was left alone as her extraordinary family won over the hearts of the public.
It wasn’t like Mirabel resents them for it.
(Well, maybe she did - just a little - but she really didn’t mean to.)
Mirabel loved her family more than anything, and they loved her. She knew her family loved her, they showed it every day. They were just so busy with interviews, and work, and fans, and fame.
(And yeah, maybe things have been tough for a couple years since Camilo had started getting serious acting work. Maybe Abuela was starting to pressure Mirabel, or asking her why she hadn’t started working on something impressive like her sisters or cousins. Maybe Mirabel felt just a tiny bit alone every time her parents, or sisters, or cousins were too busy to ask about her day or help with homework. That didn’t mean they loved her any less, right?
Right?)
She turned the TV on, just to drown out the silence of the apartment. It landed on an old rerun of a talk-show from last week, an interview of Dolores quietly teasing her new album. Mirabel left in on, the familiar voice always calming.
There she was, home alone, given full range of the top floor apartment building her family owned.
She was was wholly, completely, unequivocally bored.
With nothing better to do, she decided to actually do some homework, pulling out notebooks of her bag and flipping to the next clean page of her math one. Her eyes wandered, smiling at the paper.
Just before it was a page full of doodles from when she got bored in class, all symbols important to her family. Herbs for Mama, A thunderbolt (the name of Tia Pepa’s first solo album), a chameleon for Camilo, Flowers for Isabela who always said she wanted to be a florist before modeling took off. Beside the individual drawing had been a smaller sketch, the markings inside a pair of pants.
Mirabel paused.
She glanced down at her own, suddenly very plain skirt.
Her private school had many rules on dress code - no colored hair, uniform below the knees, black shoes.
They said nothing against modifying the turquoise uniform, did they?
In a sudden moment of weakness and ADHD hyperfixation, the teen shot up. Papa kept some extra sowing supplies in the back of his closet, didn’t he?
Somewhat quickly, with only a small fight with a jacket, she’d gotten the sowing kit and changed clothes to pull her skirt over her lap.
She sowed, carefully working the needle in and out of the fabric in a focus she’d never had before.
So often, she was “the other Madrigal”, the boring one, the child left to herself. So, if she had to be plain Mirabel, the least she could do was have a not-so-plain skirt.
Two weeks full of lonesome days passed by thanks to that needle and thread before the skirt was done, and she was no longer so plain.
She had no idea almost a year and a half after that, she sold her first fashion design, catapulting herself from ordinary Mirabel into the spotlight as one of the Magnificent Madrigals.
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animationadventures · 11 months
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“Fine, let’s do this one last time. My name is Isabela Madrigal. My abuela’s marriage candle became magic, and gave me spider powers. Now, I’m New Encanto’s one and only Spider-Woman. Really just what I need on top of living up to my abuela’s high expectations to be Senorita Perfecta Isabela, graduating college with straight A’s, and marrying some big dumb hunk I don’t love. Wearing the mask is the first time in ages when I’ve felt like myself, and it makes me wonder what else can I do?” - Isabela Madrigal, Spider-Woman
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gamerbearmira · 2 years
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It takes a village! Isabela
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Ozma figured that Isabela was under Alma's influence and decided to give her a chance
Oz told Alma that she needed flowers for a birthday and she wanted Isabela to make them
It was a trick of course but it worked
Once she got Isabela alone she spoke with her
"look I don't like you, especially after what you said to mi hija but I figured you must have been under a certain someone's influence so I'm willing to give you a chance at redemption"
Isabela wasn't sure where this conversation was going
"First your going to drop the senorita perfecta act TODAY, I've never realized how much we've used your gift for idle things and never let you take a break"
"w-what?" She was more shocked than confused.
"Secondly you are going to Apologize to your sister this instant, do you even realize what you said to her? she already doesn't have a gift she doesn't deserve that treatment from you"
she was speechless and somewhat sad she never really thought of it like that.
"Am I understood?" Ozma asked with a stern look
Ozma wasn't sure what she was doing but she hugged Isabela. Her first three madrigals kids needed hugs so she figured Isabela needed one
And the flood gates open Isabela can't really remember the last time she had a hug
Everything in her just comes out her anger, sadness, exhaustion, and stress just came out in a lot of sobbing
Ozma could tell she was really crying even though she didn't see her face
Things started to get better. Ozma told everyone what exactly happened and they all kind of opened up to her she still has to prove herself as a kind and loving sister
Isabela herself told everyone what she was going through and she promised Mirabel that she would never treat her like that again
Isabela officially stopped working at 18 years old
After a year of relaxation and reflection, Isabela finally became her own woman and isn't afraid to stand up to anyone...even Alma.
Extra info:
Someone pointed out that the girls should spend more time with their mother so the townspeople try to be less reckless and only come to her when it's an emergency
They do the same for Pepa, they figured that dealing with a gift that makes you control the weather must be a stressful thing on your emotions so they try to lay off her and do things on their own
Yes Mirabel does have dance sessions with the kids
I'll probably do a Dolores info post
(Isn't it nice to see the villagers having brains?)
At least she got redeemed⁉️⁉️
She definitely had to earn their trust back, but even then, at least she out in the effort to do so. Encanto Residents with common sense, what will they do….👁👁 But yeah,nice to see her being redeemed 😩👊
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For the giftless blue sisters AU, what about Pepa and her family? Is she Alma’s golden child now? How does Pepa view her “giftless” nieces?
Dolores, Camilo, and by extension Antonio would be the golden children of the madrigal home.
Pepa feels bad for her nieces but she doesn't quite know what to do. She has a role to hold and she doesn't want to disappoint her mama by hanging out with and/or talking to the giftless.
Dolores and Camilo are the "senorita/senor perfecta" in the au. They are viewed as selfish, annoying, and entitled by their cousins. Just like canon Isabela, they live with the enormous pressure of having to meet the expectations of perfection and Alma so they have to hide their insecurities and push through.
They envy their Primas' lives because they have freedom. Every day they see the three girls do as they please and it angers them to the very core of their being.
Antonio is still the same little shy and sweet boy we all know and love. But he may have just a tad bit more sass to him. "little diva" is what he's usually called.
Felix doesn't like being a part of the "golden family" role. He tries, he really does but it can be annoying and stress-inducing. Like pepa, he feels bad for his nieces and will talk to them if he has the chance
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sorryiwasasleep · 2 years
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/39925734
Isabela Madrigal has one particular vice to help get her through her days as the golden child Senorita Perfecta, a vice she can make with her gift and the only thing she grows for herself.
Or
A one-shot of pre-movie perfect Isabela and her insecure thoughts and a vice I think she'd have.
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sokkas-first-fangirl · 8 months
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Isabela needed to be perfect. Everyone in the family did, really; they were the amazing Madrigals, so blessed, so helpful and strong. But she was the eldest, the shining example to her sisters, her cousins, to everyone in her age group.
Señorita Perfecta Isabela. Sweet, angelic, perfect Isabela. The flower princess.
And now Mirabel. The little shining star. Warm, loving, happy Mirabel.
Isabela didn’t want to see her sister’s smile disappear. 
Of course she’d help her. What else could she do?
🌸✨
Perfect, perfect, perfect. Everything has to be perfect. Abuela is happy. The family is happy. The village is happy. Mirabel is happy.
Isabela will make sure it stays that way. Of course she'll help her little sister. What else could she do?
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swynlake-rp · 2 years
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“You're just as special as everyone else in this family.”
FULL NAME: Julieta Madrigal FACE CLAIM: Angie Cepeda PRONOUNS: She/Her BIRTHDAY: July 23, 1971 CURRENT STATUS: Taken
Character Information
Julieta Matilde Madrigal might have been an artist if life hadn’t had other plans. She was born the eldest of triplets, and despite being only minutes older, she took her role as eldest very seriously. Or maybe it was the levels of accountability that she was held to. As a child, Julieta considered herself crafty in the artistic sense. She enjoyed adding artful touches to her meals, even as far back as when she first engaged in her sorcery. Though, truth be told, she could also be a bit crafty in the cunning sense when conspiring with her siblings. Still, it was harder for Julieta to get away with it. Before Isabela, there was an original senorita perfecta. And it was Julieta.
From her early years, Julieta was aware that her magic could be beautiful. How could healing hurt ever be considered bad? However, that’s not what the world around her thought. Magic, where she was from in Colombia, was associated with darkness. Julieta clung to her light and held close to her parents, sister, and brother. She clung tight to her mother and sister and brother when the time came that they had to flee their home and start anew. Truth be told, it was hard for Julieta to remember the night they left. Even the subsequent weeks had turned fuzzy over time.
With their new life in Avalor, Julieta threw herself into her usefulness. Even at the age of fifteen, she threw herself into her purpose as a healer. Contributing to her community was how she felt like she belonged. It’s hard for children to move away from home even in the best circumstances. Like she had clung to her family and her magic in Colombia, Julieta clung to her community and healer-identity in Avalor.
Such actions eventually led her to spending her summer breaks during university traveling and aiding in relief efforts. Everything from earthquakes to hurricanes to high tides. Julieta wanted to be a part of all of it, if not going herself, helping organize resources. Keeping herself busy was just a part of being Julieta Madrigal.
It’s during one of these trips that Julieta met Agustín. Different from her in so many ways, and yet a complement to herself in many more. Julieta and Agustín’s brief romance was just that to Julieta at first. Brief. However, he surprised her by transferring universities, arriving right at her doorstep.
A marriage, three children, and a relocation across the ocean later, Julieta still marvels at the life she’s found herself in. She marvels, also, at the life she’s left behind. Julieta tries her best to take each day at a time. While she’s horribly prone to looking back, Julieta is just as hopeful to look forward. Who knows what’s next? Certainly not her if she doesn’t reach out for it.
✓ Nurturing, family-oriented, can heal you with a meal ;)
✖  Self-sacrificing, overworked, worrisome
Character Suggestions
b. July 23, 1971, Latina (preferrably Colombian)
Current Relationships
Pepa Madrigal (sister) Bruno Madrigal (brother) Agustín Madrigal (husband) Felix Madrigal (brother-in-law) Isabela Madrigal (daughter) Dolores Madrigal (niece) Luisa Madrigal (daughter) Camilo Madrigal (nephew) Maribel Madrigal (daughter) Antonio Madrigal (nephew)
Possible Relationships
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Magical Abilities
Sorcery – kitchen specialty
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jiyaneru · 2 years
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a hurricane of jacarandas
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scarlet-rose22 · 1 year
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senorita perfecta twins au
Isa's had suitors before who have given her FLOWERS to the girl with plant powers, whenever this happens she waves her hand and kills them, then gives her suiters spikey surprises. But if she's given a flowerpot she takes it and goes out with them
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sleeplessdreamer14 · 2 years
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Isabela: seriously, what do you see in my tío?
Y/n: he makes me laugh.
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