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hanooddsworld · 2 years
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Christopher sturniolo
Youngest child
Craziest one
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alisamalfoy · 2 years
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TRİPLETS
Requested by: BadAss_BiTCh-18Thanks for request,enjoy ❤️
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Draco went to work early in the morning and his beautiful wife, Y / n Malfoy, was alone at home.No matter how boring the afternoons without Draco were,she had to get used to it.
Last night Draco came home from work in a very stressful way.He was very stressed and tired.So Y / n took some steps to "relax" him, and as a result they had a wonderful night..A night full of moans and groans of them.A night full of kissing sounds,skin touching and so many..But the problem is that they did not use protection.The two were so passionate about feeling each other that they didn't even remember the protection from the haste.Therefore, Y / n is more likely to have a child.So she decided to take a pregnancy test.Although it was very risky, she had to do it.
In the bathroom, she was looking at the test results. If there are two signs, it means that she is pregnant, and if there is one sign, it means that she is not pregnant. Mrs Malfoy looked at the test in her hand and saw that there were 2 signs.She cried out with such joy that almost the whole earth could hear her..
As soon as Draco came home from work, he went to the bedroom with Y / n, greeted his wife and kissed her on the forehead.
“I missed you, darling.”He said looking at her eyes.
“Me too,baby.Andddd I have very very good news for you.”She smiled at him
.“What are these good news,hm?”He looked at her questioningly.
“Are you ready?”She asked testing him.
“Yes?”He was still confused,trying to think what this good news could be.
“You are going to be a dad,Draco!”She smiled at him.For a minute,he was frozen in his spot trying to understand if the thing he heard was real or a dream.
“Dracoo?”Y/n waved her hands at his face,trying to make him come back "to this world".
“Oh my gosh!Merlin,I am going to be a dad!I can't imagine this!Y/N I AM GOİNG TO BE A DAD!”He took her in his arms and flung her around.She just laughed at his cute reaction and he kissed her full in mouth.
“I am so so happy to have you in my life,darling.You are my sunshine,my everything.I can't imagine a day without you.Even a smile of yours brings light to my life.I never need a reason to be happy with you when I am with you.You are my love..”He said them deeply looking at her eyes and smiling truly.She just looked at him and kissed him..
~after 21 weeks~
“Darling,today is the day!No panic,okay?What gender it is,she or he is going to be our child and I am so so happy.”Draco said hugging Y/n.They went to the doctor and after examination,they sat front of the doctor and were looking for the results.
“Congrulations,Mr Malfoy and Mrs Malfoy.You have got triplets!One boy and two girls.”The doctor said smiling at them.Draco could not help but hug his pretty wife and he was so happy.
“Did you hear,Y/n?We got triplets!Three kids.They will be so cute like you.My boy is going to protect my girls.”He said laughing and hugging her tighter.
“Yes,yes!I am so happy.And their names will be as we thought: Scorpius Malfoy,Lyra Malfoy and Leo Malfoy.”She said cheerfully.He bent down and looked at her belly.
“Hello there my three cuties.How are you? Don't worry I will rescue you from there.Mommy ate y'all.”He said jokingly and she just laughed at him,messed his hair..
~after 9 months~
They were in the hospital,waiting for Y/n's giving birth to her and his kids.He was waiting inpatiently,tapping his foot on the ground.Finally,the crying of triplets came to his ear.He entered the room and saw thre prettiest three babies in her arms.He took them and kissed all of their heads.
“They are so cute”He looked at her,his eyes tearing up.
“Yes,they are.”She was also crying now.He kissed her and looked at her eyes.
“I am so lucky and happy to have you in my life.You are so beautiful.We are going to be a big family.”He said kissing her again and over again...
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Thanks for the request again ❤️
I hope you enjoyed,bye!❤️
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lacasitamadrigal · 2 years
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Ways to say I love you...
So I stumbled across this post a few days ago and it made me want to write a drabble for Alma and her little family. I hope you enjoy.
Alma walked down the stairs, hands clasped together as she thought about all that needed done today. Two homes on the south side needed shingles replaced. The gardens at the north end needed more water, that would mean Pepa would need to be there before the noon bell rang. Then there were the weavers who needed more fleece for clothes, that meant she needed to see if the sheep were ready for shearing yet and then the wool would need transport. All of that was besides what she would need to do for home. Sure Casita could take care of some things, the dishes were something it enjoyed, but the floors still needed to be swept and the laundry needed washed and hung out to dry. Her day looked busier the longer she thought of it and truly it was starting to give her a headache already. 
Now usually when she entered the kitchen, it was already in motion, Casita took care of the bulk of that with starting the ovens and moving some of the larger things about. This morning however things were still and quiet, the twelve year old triplets sitting at the counter in wait, looking bored and impatient. 
“Mama!” The eldest of the triplets bounded over, grasping Alma’s hands in hers with a grin and followed very closely by the other two. Their eyes were eager and bright as they smiled at their mother. 
“Buenas dias mis bebes. What is going on here?” The woman couldn’t help but smile in return, seeing them happy always made her so. 
“Mama, we were wondering… would you make huevos pericos for us?” 
“Pretty please mama?” That was her second daughter, chiming in with her hands folded in front of her, a pout on her lips. Alma blinked at the three, a brow arching as she considered the request, her hands poised on her hips. 
“But you know how to make that, Juli.” She couldn’t help but chuckle a little bit, shaking her head slightly at them. These were her children, these silly things. 
“But.. you make them really good.. Juli does too but yours are the best..” She looked at her son, his head turned down slightly and the pout very apparent. He was rubbing at his arm again but he still managed to look up at her for a moment before back down at his own feet. 
And that’s what pushed her over. 
With a soft sigh and a small smile the woman set to work. She pulled the skillet out and got the eggs and tomatoes.
“If I am to make this, you have to make the arepas.” She turned to see three bright and eager faces shining at her and laughed. “Go go, get the masa, apúrate por favor.” 
The kitchen bustled with life as the four found themselves helping each other with the exception of Alma’s huevos pericos, the children wouldn’t even look at the pan she was cooking in. How she still got roped into helping mix and mold the arepas was beyond her, surely three preteens could’ve handled that much. But she wouldn’t complain, not in the least, it had been ages since she had been the one to cook in this kitchen. Since handing the domain over to Julieta at the tender age of ten she had hardly needed to. She had missed this… 
“The arepas are ready, mama!” Pepa had the plate full, ready to take them to the table with a bright rainbow over her head. It made the woman so happy to see that. She pulled the pan from the stove and placed it on a towel on the counter, leaving the spoon in for serving. 
“How about we eat here today. I’m sure Casita wouldn’t mind us not using the dining table.” And neither would she, for once. She missed the nostalgia of cooking a meal, of eating in the kitchen with her babies, of them being so much smaller… It would be okay for today. At least for breakfast time. It’s okay for her to just be a mom. And when breakfast is over, she can be everything else she has to be, but in this moment it feels good just to be their mom.
The plates were filled and the three kids sat on the stools, happily spooning eggs into their mouths. When she finally got to her own plate, she made the discovery that all the arepas she herself had made were gone. Selecting one she knew her son had formed she smiled, watching the three dig into their plates happily. 
“Gracias, Mama. This is so good!”
“Yeah it is! These are the best huevos ever!” Julieta at least had managed to swallow her food before she spoke, Pepa seemed to be having too much of a good time for that thought. 
“Si! Gracias, mami.” Alma cupped the boy's cheek with a smile, he was easiest to reach being right next to her, and gave a nod. “Of course, mis bebes.” 
It was just eggs, tomatoes and scallions. The arepas were made the same way as they always were. And yet, Alma had to agree with them. 
Those were the best eggs she’s had in a long time…
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Ok, but... I’m the only one who believes that the order of Madrigal triplets is:
1. Julieta
Without a doubt she is the most responsible sister, and I feel that in her time she was highly signalled by Alma as “the example”
2. Bruno
I think it’s “mom’s child” (just like Pepa and Camilo). Considered “the rare child” by the other children of the town
3. Pepa
Come on!!! She is the younger sister. I have no doubt that it was a real headache (and perhaps the reason for some Alma gray hair). I think it was and still is “Altanera, preciosa y orgullosa”
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wikluk · 2 years
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Sorry for being to late, but i saw your response to a ask about Encanto characters being OOC. I and finally have found someone who thinks like me 😪😪😪😪 like, okay people can think whatever they like, but I cant bring myself to think that Pepa was that rebellious and wild in her younger years or that she and Felix would do intercourse before marriage.
Common, it was the 20s (in south america) even non-religious (because I think of them as catholic) ladies waited for the marriage. I doubt that even in 50s, any of Madrigal daughters and nieces would do that too. Like, my grandma (brazilian) married my grandpa in the 70s and was only able to kiss him on the wedding ceremony.
So, my ask, how do ya think Juli and Pepa were in her teens/young adult years.
Hey! Oh well Anon, I don't really have any thoughts on young triplets buuuuuut...
Well, I do think Pepa was rebellious, but not in the sexual sense. She might have gone just against Alma's wishes or be like "oh, let's drink and party!" and then have the worst hangover ever, or "let's dance and get back home late!", but nothing that would cross the line. And I think having sex before marriage is something that would cross the line (as you said, it's the '20s in rural, mostly Catholic Colombia, after all). Not to mention Pepa would be probably terrified of getting pregnant out of wedlock because of the possible consequences of that (the gossip in town, their parents' anger and disappointment, probably the elevating talk with the priest and so on). She seems too anxious to even start that, to be honest.
I think many people consider that people who come from very religious families and have premarital sex, like, reach the peak of rebellion doing that, and that's it's so... freeing. Making someone maybe even more interesting, or more human, but I think you can save these things for after marriage and still be an adventurous, rebellious soul. The sexual sphere of life has nothing to do with your personality, damn it. Pepa still can be that crazy, funny, rebellious aunt even if she waited until marriage.
So, while Pepa might like to spite Alma and do many of the "forbidden" things, Julieta at this point was rather calm. She was fully committed to helping the town and perfecting her cooking skills, and she didn't exactly think about romances. I hc Julieta to not be that much of a dancer until she met Agustin. It was him who freed that small careless part of Julieta's soul that was kept hidden because of the expectations had upon her. She liked parties but mostly because of food and listening to music, and she used to be home on time, unlike Pepa who tended to often come home later because she "lost track of time" as she always would tell Alma.
I think as teenagers, all the triplets might have been more or less rebellious, though not in the modern sense, and surely not when it came to sex. As young adults, their personalities got softer, they became more "responsible" and careful, and whatever they did (aside from fighting) they never went too far.
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lunaencantada · 2 years
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Anyway… WIP of the comic. Young triplets, Bruno-centric, because, well, it's me, what did you expect?
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kirric-the-fan · 2 years
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Pirate au: the triplets
-when they were very young, the Casita had to do a lot of hiding. They'd make smash and grab runs where they could, try and earn a little bit of coin, but it was difficult.
-it became easier after they got their gifts: illness and injuries were no longer issues; they had forwarnings of attacks, and possible locations to strike for treasure and loot; and, most importantly of all, they now had the weather on their side wherever they needed to go.
-it was Alma's idea to use their gifts to earn more coin. They'd trade passages of good weather to other captains, and Bruno would offer visions to those who wanted it, although his customers often ended up angry. Many a fight had to be finished that was started by one of his vision tablets.
-but Alma never sold Julieta's gift, guarding it, and the knowledge of it, furiously.
(She did her best to hide the existence of all their magic to some extent- few people believed Bruno or Pepa's powers were genuine even if confronted with them, but Alma feared what would happen if people discovered the simple truth of Julieta's powers.)
-Julieta still came with them on their visits though, Alma rather keeping all her children by her side instead of risking something happening to one of them while she was gone
-the triplets were always inseparable from each other
-Bruno never had the stomach for even play-wrestling, let alone fighting. Alma initially wanted to stop it when Pepa and Julieta brawled, but then she realised Pepa had more control over her powers afterwards and subtly encouraged it (any injuries picked up during the fight could easily be healed after all). Plus it was good for them to know how to defend themselves.
-Pepa was always the bigger and stronger of the two, using her limbs as leverage
-Julieta quickly learned that she didn't need to be good, just tenacious. She always picked herself back up even when others would stay down. She found she enjoyed the thrill of fighting, even if she came out worse from it.
-her and Pepa, if they ever went for each other seriously, were actually quite evenly matched.
-the fights quickly swung in Julieta's favour after she learned how to make self-healing food. She became more reckless than ever as a result.
-It also brought new oppourtunities. Now, when they'd go out to earn some coin, Julieta would be in on the con, often challenging opponents a lot bigger than her to a fight while the family (and crew) rigged the betting.
-as she got older, fighting grew to knives and weapons too. She got very good at it, and gained a fearsome reputation; second only to Pepa's, and her control of the skies.
-Bruno's found his visions hard work, but were enough to help the Casita, and was always quite happy sitting back and letting his sisters to cover the sharper end of the ship's business. Their skills came in handy, and they saved his backside from angry punters on many occasions.
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hershey-the-person · 1 year
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if u find me looking at my phone with a goofy smile .... it's not someone im flirting with.... im just looking at memes or wholesome stuff about my comfort people or books and shows
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redz0nez9 · 24 days
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baby face chris or now chris???
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dragoneyes618 · 4 months
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Alma. You just gave birth. Today. To triplets. What are you doing out of bed?
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motherdanger · 6 months
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Sawtober 2023 | Day 25: Lungs
Fucked-up lungs squad 🚬 The bestie @whatifwekissedinthesawbathroom wrote a fic for this one! Everyone cheer!
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Full prompt list here. 🐝
01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31
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hanooddsworld · 2 years
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Matt is literally the guy that would buy you flowers on random occasions
What a cutie
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Okay I was faster than I thought about coloring this piece! But I really really love all those colours I used.
Here have our younger madrigal triplets ✨
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luke-sturniolo · 28 days
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RAHH I NEED MORE MOOTS !! if you’re a minor (preferably, or at least near it) and share any of my interests pleaseeee text me !! 😭🤍.
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wikluk · 2 years
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For the sick prompts; snoozeville, with Julieta being the sick/sleepy one?
snoozeville: [character] falls asleep somewhere that isn’t their bed.
let your dreams take wing
It was a long day.
Though, if Alma wanted to be honest, she should have said it was a long week for their community.
It started in the most simple way.
One of the children in their village came down with some sickness. Fever, chills, headache, wheezing breathing. Nothing unusual, it was fairly common for some people to get sick, especially after weeks of increased rain.
But this one time that child went sick to their school. And it resulted in other children, and teachers, getting sick as well. Because it turned out that whatever they had, it was spreading fairly quickly and easily.
As soon as Alma heard about it, she stopped her triplets from going to school and so since Monday, they stayed at home. Now it was Thursday and it seemed all of her babies were healthy and fairy happy. Just a few minutes ago she saw Pepa chasing Bruno around the Casita, a small grey cloud hovering over her head and Bruno laughing out loud as he ran away from his older sister.
Just a typical day for the Madrigals.
Since then, Alma visited the bathroom, fixed her hairdo and walked out of the room to search for Julieta.
Last she saw her oldest, Julieta was trying a new recipe for some dessert she got from one of the women in the village. When Ala questioned her about it, Julieta smiled sweetly and said it was a surprise and she couldn't tell them.
Both Pepa and Bruno seemed ecstatic at the concept of getting a surprise dessert and Alma just reminded her that whatever she was doing, she needed to be careful.
But the thing with her oldest was: Julieta was always careful. It was in her nature to be very mindful, especially when it came to cooking, and the girl had Alma's whole trust in the kitchen, quite the opposite to Bruno and Pepa who meant trouble when led to touch pans or a stove.
So Alma made her way into the kitchen and was very surprised to not find Julieta there.
What was even weirder, there was a smell of some tea in the air, a very strong one, and of something else, some spices, she thought. Alma noticed a big pot on the stove and approached it. Raspberries. Not boiling, not being cooked, but raspberries mixed with sugar, juicing.
Alma saw a mug on the counter and took it, immediately smelling the remains of the liquid. Lemon... Ginger root... Honey... A perfect remedy for a cold. And the raspberry juice...
Alma heard a sniff and turned around. "Julieta?"
Silence.
"Mija, are you there?" she asked, looking around. She couldn't spot her daughter anywhere but she was sure she heard a sniff and she could see Pepa and Bruno through the window, sitting under one of the trees. "Julietita?"
A whimper.
Alma looked down and immediately spotted a handful of blue material from Julieta's skirt dropping on the floor. She crouched down and here she was, her oldest laying on a shelf under the table, her apron rolled up under her head, her mouth agape and her breath louder than normal.
She touched Julieta's forehead and noticed it was warmer, almost hot, and clammy to touch. Her hair was damp, clinging to her skin, and upon a few seconds of inspecting it was clear Julieta had a stuffy nose and could breathe only through her mouth.
"Ay mija," Alma murmured, stroking her forehead. "Julieta, wake up, mi vida."
"No..." she mumbled.
"You can't sleep her," she countered, brushing her hair away. "The kitchen is no place for sick niños. Your bed would be so much better."
"Mami," she rasped out, her voice small and barely audible. "Tea and raspberries..."
"I will make you new tea, and when the juice is ready, I'll make you another tea with it, okay?"
"Mm, I wanna sleep."
"You will but not here," she answered, encouraging Julieta to crawl out from under the table. "Come on mija, I'll take you upstairs."
"Don't touch–" she protested weakly. "You'll get sick."
"If I get sick, then we'll be sick together."
Julieta finally opened her eyes. They were glossy and her eyelids seemed heavy, dropping again quickly. "Who would cook for us?"
"I'm sure Pepa y Bruno can boil some water for tea," Alma smiled at her. "Casita would help them."
"They'd destroy my kitchen Mami."
"Casita would never allow it."
"Mhm."
Alma grabbed her under her arm and they both raised to their feet. Julieta's head immediately dropped against Alma's shoulder and Alma put her hand on her daughter's waist, pulling her close. "Since when have you been feeling unwell?"
"No sé," she mumbled. "Maybe since breakfast."
And she didn't say anything.
Alma sighed. All of her children were so stubborn. She blamed it on Pedro and his genes.
"Mija, if you ever feel sick again, I want you to tell me immediately, understood? I don't want to find you sleeping under that table or anywhere that is not your bed ever again, okay?"
"Mhm."
"Julieta," she repeated when they walked upstairs. "Did you understand?"
"Yes, Mami."
"Bueno," Alma breathed, stroking her daughter's waist with her thumb. "I hope you'll remember your promise."
In later years it would turn out Julieta lied to her. But for now, Alma had that little "Yes, Mami" to hopefully cling to.
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