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fatesentangled · 2 years

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tags ;; pepa madrigal !

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encxntomirxbel · 2 years

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MIRABEL MADRIGAL INTRO

Full Name: Mirabel Daniella Madrigal Nicknames: Mira, Bel Birthday: February 15 Age: 22 Zodiac Sign: Aquarius Sexuality: Pansexual Relationship Status: Single Occupation: Employee at The Misty Guard Inn Length of Time in Ahtohallan: 1 month Housing in Ahtohallan: Amberside Park Positive Traits (+): Friendly, Intelligent, Compassionate, Caring, Understanding, Determined, Patient Negative Traits (-): People-Pleasing, Guarded, Stubborn, Sensitive

BIO:

Mirabel Madrigal was born the youngest of her sibling set, within the Amazing Madrigal family. From a land now known as An Enchantment Lost to the Darkness, the Madrigals had always been rooted in one thing- family. A series of tragedies affected the family long before Mirabel had even been thought of, bringing Abuela Madrigal to unintentionally activate their family’s miracle- magic, given to the Madrigal family so that they might help others, and help their town.

Gifts were given to Abuela’s three children- Pepa, Bruno, and Julietta- a tradition which then continued to their children, Abuela’s grandchildren. The gifts each Madrigal was given were intended to enhance their abilities to give back, to ensure their community flourished, and to maintain a sense of balance and peace. The family lived up to and upheld their responsibilities with each Madrigal child born, and each time another received their gift, the celebrations were marvelous, spirited, and filled with joy. That was, until Mirabel’s time to receive her gift arrived. As always, the Madrigal family gathered with the townspeople, their celebrations already planned and underway. However, when Mirabel approached her door, the gateway to her intended gift, something happened which hadn’t before. Her door simply disappeared.

The family, and the townspeople, were shocked, uncertain of what had happened or how to proceed. Still, life had to go on. The sense of rejection Mirabel felt, the sense of isolation, of being so different and left out of the one thing that seemed to make her family a family, weighed upon her from that moment forward. Still, she tried her best to remain positive and upbeat, seeing her lack of obvious gift as something which gave her the opportunity to provide for her family in ways unique to her. While the town remained the Madrigal family responsibility, Mirabel took on the bulk of the responsibility for the family itself. Maintaining a routine, a schedule, a set of chores and responsibilities exclusive to her ensured she remained relevant and busy.

Still, she possessed a sense of disappointment which couldn’t be shaken, and a kind of grief she never seemed able to put words to precisely. Despite her attempts, with each passing year it became more and more obvious that Mirabel simply didn’t fit in with the rest of her family. She was close with them, certainly, and especially so with her younger cousin Antonio. As things within the realms began to falter, so did the Madrigal magic, leaving Mirabel with powerful visions of a crumbling home, and the family’s candle, seeming to be the power behind the miracle, going out.

As time went on, her visions became more powerful, and through a chain of events, Mirabel’s visions (seen long ago by her uncle Bruno, before he fled the family) became reality. The family’s magic weakened, before collapsing near-entirely, leaving Mirabel to save the family’s candle, attempting to ensure their magic and powers could be sustained despite their home literally collapsing. The candle was saved, their home, unfortunately, could not be. Following the home’s collapse, Mirabel made her way to Ahtohallan, seeking refuge from all that was happening within the realms, and seeking a place to find herself, her purpose, and her own place within her family, and society.

PRESENT:

Mirabel arrived in Ahtohallan approximately a month ago. She continues to attempt to find her footing, and to acclimate herself to her new surroundings. She is happy to have a fresh start, but still feels out of place, especially without her family by her side. While she may have not truly fit into the Madrigals, Mirabel is used to having people around, family to lean on, and a sense of minor purpose. She hopes to be able to thrive in her new life, and to have finally found a place in which she can build a new life for herself. She is seeking friendships and connections that she hasn’t always been able to have, and wants to begin exploring her own dreams as well. Though, she still feels a sense of responsibility for her family, and wants to prove herself to them as well.

#╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝mirabel madrigal ft. intro╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝#╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝mirabel madrigal ft. interactions╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝#╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝mirabel madrigal ft. visage╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝#//also a tag dump because i'm lazy

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desgraciadc · 2 years

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TAG DROP .

ₓ˚. 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐑 ⟩ ❛ MANNERISMS . 〞 ₓ˚. 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌 ⟩ ❛ VISAGE . 〞 ₓ˚. 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 ⟩ ❛ ABOUT . 〞 ₓ˚. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ⟩ ❛ PROMPTS . 〞 ₓ˚. 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 ⟩ ❛ VISUALS . 〞

ₓ˚. 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 ⟩ ❛ THE MADRIGALS . 〞 ₓ˚. 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐋 ⟩ ❛ MIRABEL . 〞 ₓ˚. 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐋 ⟩ ❛ CAMILO . 〞 ₓ˚. 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐋 ⟩ ❛ DOLORES . 〞 ₓ˚. 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐋 ⟩ ❛ ANTONIO . 〞 ₓ˚. 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐋 ⟩ ❛ ABUELA . 〞 ₓ˚. 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐋 ⟩ ❛ PEPA . 〞 ₓ˚. 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐋 ⟩ ❛ JULIETA . 〞

ₓ˚. 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒 ⟩ ❛ ROMANCE . 〞 ₓ˚. 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ⟩ ❛ PEYTON & BRUNO . 〞

ₓ˚. 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 ⟩ ❛ REPLIES . 〞 ₓ˚. 𝐏𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 ⟩ ❛ REPLIES . 〞 ₓ˚. 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 ⟩ ❛ REPLIES . 〞 ₓ˚. 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 ⟩ ❛ REPLIES . 〞

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madrigaljail · 2 years

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The Circus AU

If no one has written one yet and it really is going to fall to me then I am so sorry since y’all know I can’t do plot, I just do vibes. Anyway, months ago I realized Encanto was like...tailor made for the obligatory circus AU and before the in-laws grabbed me by the throat I started making notes. I will share these notes here:

ALMA - the most subdued but compelling ringmaster known to God

JULIETA - snax

PEPA - ~special~ effects

BRUNO - got fired out of a cannon once and disappeared….jk, creepy fortune teller, Ponders An Orb and has rat friends

FELIX AND AGUSTIN - beep beep make way for the clown car. But not really clowns. Just those two funny guys.

ISABELA - flies through the air with the greatest of ease

DOLORES - ….security

LUISA - stronk

CAMILO - welcome to the hall room of mirrors enjoy your distorted visage

MIRABEL - sells tickets, hype woman, COSTUMING, totally taking over for Alma one day as ringmaster

ANTONIO - Animal Guy (™)

MARIANO - idk he’s there. Clown in training ig.

Yes they totally have powers yes they do try and keep them on the downlow yes I will keep the backstory vague because who has time for shoving Undead Candle Abuelo into this narrative, we’re here for shenanigans. Everyone’s three years older than in canon because I said so. Bruno only does like legit visions when he’s up for it, otherwise it’s tarot cards and palm reading and numerology and ~auras.~ Get out of here with that Luigi Board shit too, nobody’s talking to the dead (yet). The circus wagons are bigger on the inside lol.

...and then I DID write a very little bit so here! Behold, the first thing I ever wrote for this fandom:

Dust kicked up by donkey-drawn wagons is the first sign of their arrival, followed by the appearance - as if by magic - of a tent on the outskirts of town. Word spreads in murmurs, then whispers, and finally excited chatter bounces between balconies and plazas and through cafes and churches once the posters go up overnight.

The Amazing Madrigals are visiting, and the people are in for a once-in-a-lifetime treat.

Dolores assures her this is how it goes everywhere they stop, and Mirabel is not inclined to disbelieve her cousin who’d know better than anyone how it all sounds from the outside. She herself has ringside seats to what happens at camp: Papá and Luisa and Tío Félix and now Mariano helping everything put itself together, Abuela supervising, Tía Pepa smiling in the sunshine, her Mamá making a list of provisions they’ll need.

Mirabel watches it all in short glances between mending costumes, which lately has included adding more to the rainbow of sequins on Isabela’s dress and doing the finishing touches on Antonio’s new vest.

“You’re gonna have to make another one for him soon, he won’t stop growing for a while you know,” Félix tells her with a merry grin. “He’s going to take after his mamá and- zchump!” A sharp gesture, and he holds his hand several inches above his head. “You wait and see!”

She laughs and holds the garment out. “Don’t worry, tío, I made it to be altered, see?” And Mirabel shows him the seams which will hold strong but be easy to add more panels between before peering at him over her glasses. “D’you know for sure Tonito’s gonna get that big?”

Félix wags his finger and clicks his tongue, but the wink gives it away and Mirabel returns the gesture conspiratorially as he departs. She’s left with her work for a time before Abuela approaches with her usual solemn dignity.

“It’s time,” she says, tugging her shawl around her shoulders. “Camilo wants to come with you and Antonio, and Dolores will-”

“Will be there just in case,” Mirabel finishes with a nod and a patient smile, even as she reaches to clasp her grandmother’s hand. “It will be fine, abuela, I know the routine, tío says I’m a natural.”

Abuela’s eyes cloud a little at that, but soon comes a nod of acquiescence. “Very well. Still I ask you to be careful, Mira, these people are… not accustomed to our family.”

“So I’ll tell them all about us.” Pause. “Not all all, of course, but enough to get their interest.”

#encanto disney #encanto AU #circus au #my writing #OR IS IT #we'll see #encanto but circus #that's it that's the working title

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encantoartdump · 2 years

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Let’s kick off this tumblr with a little female appreciation post! All the ladies (sorry Abuela...lets say she’s taking the picture... :D) of the Madrigal familia! But what better way to celebrate- than with their favorite chameleon... Camilo!

Little story time: Abuela gathered the ladies of the Madrigal familia for a picture, to commemorate their uniqueness and their own beauty that comes from within, not just from their gifts and their outward appearance. As the ladies gather, they’re all alight with excitement... “Camilo’s on his way”

Dolores says softly, sans her trademarked squeak of surprise or dismissal- it being no surprise to her that her hermanito was going to crash this event as well. Staring in the direction she heard him approaching- his typical visage slinking from out of the cocina doors to the garden parlor where they were setting up. Abuela watches quietly and unamused as the boy- almost with a permanent slouch at this point- approaches the group of women and from their poses- they look in his direction.

“What’re we up to? Una foto familia?”

The young man’s eyes were glittering with mischief, often they’d have to retake familia photos because he decided to make a face- put up burro-ears behind Luisa’s head- or shape-shift mid-shutter snap so that there was a monstrosity amalgamate somewhere in the picture. His mind was racing with possibilities to photobomb this one--

“Mijo-” Julieta taking it upon herself to break the news to the boy, her sister a couple of feet away from her giving her a sharp look. As though to say ‘don’t you hurt my bebe’, but giving her second born a small side-smile to assure him that it wasn’t his presence that wasn’t unwanted at all... just that it was a different kind of familia photo than what they usually took.

“-this is... a familia foto, yes. But...” ‘Even Princessa Perfecta Julieta was having trouble breaking the news to her sweet Sobrino.’ Pépa’s thoughts caught her off guard, not having any malice towards her sister, but the old nickname from their youth coming back in her mind as the older of the triplets prepared herself to tell the middle triplet’s first born son that he couldn’t join in their photograph. “Pobre tonto Camilo, this is a Madrigal solo damas photo...” Julieta finally was able to work out how to tell him without hurting his feelings. It wasn’t like they didn’t want him there, it was just... he wasn’t un dama. There was a moment of awkward silence as he stared at the group of women and a smile grew across his face. “Bet.” He responds simply, causing a reaction of many levels from the various women before him. Luisa wasn’t sure what he had planned, but knowing her primo... he had something up his ruana for just such an occasion. Mirabel purses her lips a bit and side-eyes her ‘sib from another crib’ softly whispering his name in question- she knew he hated being kept out of things. It was bad enough he had trouble finding his own purpose... but being left out of FAMILY things really rubbed him the wrong way. Pépa raised an eyebrow at her oldest son, suspicious of his reaction- but also a bit confused. Wondering most likely what he had planned. Isabela had the most obvious reaction to his mischievous look on Camilo’s face- rolling her eyes and exclaiming a bit quietly ‘aye’ much like her mother’s reaction to Agustín whenever he’d show up with bee stings or with some other random injury. Dolores looks at him, unamused, she knew what he had planned- but wasn’t savy to the extent of it... always more knowing than the rest of la familia thanks to her gift... as well as her learned swiftness so her own footfalls wouldn’t hurt her ears- she could venture throughout Casita without others even knowing she’d been there. “watch this-” The boy walked past Pépa, Dolores Isabela and nestled between Luisa and Mirabel, kneeling next to them. He continued to wear the same grin on his face the entire time and shape shifted into... what seemed to be a brand new person! No one had seen this person in town before and they were all surprised to see that it resembled as if Camilo had been born Camila instead! “Dios mio, hijo!” Pépa exclaimed, shocked to see her little boy now... her little girl? Even his clothes somehow mimicked his usual outfit but feminine! Camilo smirked and posed a little too dramatically and sensually, eliciting another bought of eyerolls from some of his surrounding familia. Alma, from behind the camera lightly claps- to not hurt Dolores’ ears, but at least get the attention of the others, “Alright this will have to do- you know what to say! One- Two-” She pressed the button as they all cheered their new chant for this type of photograph- Luisa, Camilo(a?) and Mirabel adding a bit to it as the flash shone- “LAS MUJERS DE LA FAMILIA MADRIGAL! (y cami-)”

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fatesentangled · 2 years

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tags ;; jim hawkins !

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