#eoa spoilers

[ingridverse]

Now kiss

Requested by Anonymous

Bonus:

[chiscribbs]

So here's something a little off the beaten path from my normal uploads -

Last week was my best friend @koilada's birthday and I held a private art stream for her, during which I sketched some of her (our) favorite ships! Because fwenship💕 Ships and the works that they're from listed below, in order of appearance:

Elena and Mateo (Elena of Avalor)

Koen and Ludwika (OCs from one of our collaborative works)

Cass and Varian (Tangled the Series)*

*The Cassarian sketch is specifically in reference to a post-series spin-off that she and I have been writing together for some time now, which I might post more about in the future, we'll see.

It's been so long since I've attempted to draw most of these characters... My favorite thing in this entire set ended up being that Mateo, because I have not drawn him very much and I was fully anticipating him to come out looking so much worse than he did, LOL. (Side note: please forgive the missing hands, these were not meant to be finished pieces, just some relatively "quick" sketches)

[lieutenant-amuel]

2, 4, 17

I suppose you’re asking it for the writer ask game, so I’ll pretend I’m right.

2. Do you plan each chapter ahead or write as you go?

Both? I mean, I have a vague idea for many chapters ahead and it gets more developed as I write.

For example, I knew since the beginning that Gabe would go to Tepet Muul in the fifteenth chapter of WBTL, but the scene where he finds the orb of questions was added only in the last stages of writing when I already started translating it. If I didn’t start writing this chapter, I probably wouldn't come up with this idea.

Another example is the latest chapter. Valerio and Matías were supposed to talk about Emilio at home, but instead Valerio invited Matías to the equestrian show which was one of the main storylines of that chapter. Again, if I didn’t start writing, there would be no equestrian show.

And if I remember I've written something else besides WBTL, I took the same approach for my Gabe and Francisco fic. Its entire structure (including Francisco taking care of the bushes, Gabe and Higgins having a fencing battle, and Gabe and Francisco's conversation) was planned ahead, but the core part of the fic aka the rose symbolism was added only during the writing process. I had no idea how I would make Francisco convince Gabe to teach Elena.

I cannot write with an absolutely empty head. But if I have a vague idea of one scene I want to include in the fic/next chapter, even if it’s extremely primitive, there’s a high chance of me developing it into entire concept.

I don’t write with a detailed plan yet my head is not totally empty either, so something in between, I suppose.

4. Where do you find inspiration for new ideas?

In my head? I rarely get inspired by any specific pieces of media because I’m simply not familiar with many and I prefer not to take inspiration from my own life experience, although the more I write, the more I notice I actually do it a lot, even if it’s rather subconscious.

I often get ideas out of thin air and cannot explain where they come from, even if they make a lot of sense and help me to fix many plot holes.

Some of those ideas are scout Gabe, Valerio and Emilio’s friendship, Emilio’s characterization in general, the hideout storyline which is basically the main one of the entire fic, and some others I cannot share now, since they contain major spoilers. When I get those ideas, I always think about them deeper and try to explain to myself why they make sense. This is just how my brain works, I suppose.

Anyway, if we’re being less vague, when it comes to Gabe, most of my ideas for him are inspired by canon. I analyze him a lot and have many, many headcanons for him, so it’s quite simple to write and develop his arc.

Sometimes I also find inspiration after rewatching EoA. Sometimes after chatting with my friends and reading reviews from the readers. My main writing project is a multi-chaptered fic, so I often get inspired by my own writing and develop more minor ideas I already have into something bigger. I never seek for inspiration, it just falls on me.

17. What do you do when writing becomes difficult? (maybe a lack of inspiration or writers block)

I… wait. I admit I used to be a more flexible writer who could write with no inspiration at all (not always, though). I would often force myself to write because I wanted to write but couldn’t. But it’s gotten quite difficult for me to do it in the past year. I suppose this is because of my life that’s gotten extremely busy in general and a lack of enthusiasm from the readers that wasn’t that noticeable to me until I got severely tired.

As I said, I rarely get inspired by the books, movies, TV shows, and so on, so it doesn’t really help me to fight my writer’s block or whatever I can call it. I just wait for the right moment when I feel like writing. I’m not prone to procrastination and if I want to do something, I (almost) always do it right away. When I get this urge for writing, I’ll write over five thousand words in one day and I’m not even joking.

Thank you for the ask!

Writer Ask Game in case anyone else is interested.

[crisp-sweet-pink-lady]

I was so shocked to see Sofia and her family actually appear that it has only just now hit me that Amber wasn’t wearing a tiara. 

I’m not sure if that’s character growth or a travesty.

[elenaomifan]

Yeah, the fact Elena made Naomi her chancellor says a LOT.

is she yknow ur chancellor?

I LOVE THIS ONE.

is she yknow ur chancellor the new is she u know....girls.....

[sofiatheart]

I’m a little late to the party w this but THEY GOT SO BIG YET THEYRE STILL BABEY!!!

[idle-compy]

sobs

[elenaofavalor]

i made some coronation day elenaomi icons 🥺 (based on my personal headcanons)

like/reblog if using

[dittomander]

friendly reminder that the last time anyone sealed the shades away, they used the Jewel of Maru, aka the most powerful magical jewel in all of Avalor, to do it, and it sent all of the Maruvians to the Spirit World

and Mateo just casually sealed away 2 of them with one spell and no friendly fire

[cartoonfangirl1218]

Alright, I’m done sobbing. Aimee’s post really got to me. Especially listening to the last song as I read. 

What really gets me is that line when Elena sings, “We’re all going to be alright!” And it just hits me because it’s so so true. It’s been five years, they solved their obstacles, their personal flaws, they’ve grown and matured. No more shades, no more Shuriki, no more malvagos. They have their happily ever afters and they’re gonna be alright. 😭😭😭 They made it. I’m so proud and happy for them. 

I also may have taken it a bit too personally with, she’s saying it to us the audience. We’re gonna be alright too. We’ll grow, love our community and culture and family as our guiding light, and become mature beings. We’ll get our happily ever after too.  Yes, it’s sappy but this is what finales do to me.  Here’s Aimee’s amazing heartfelt message.

And Christian Lanz, the incomparable Chancellor Esteban.

[kikakat17]

Still can’t believe we got a Mesoamerican inspired Princess today. And she’s a WARRIOR PRINCESS to boot.

Continue surprising me, EoA, because I want MORE!

[bigfrozensix]

“All hail the queen!”

[a-lilacsong]

I'm still not over The Lightning Warrior, so here's a picture of young Elena, Victor, Esteban and Isabel cooking together.  (Whatever it is they're making, it's going to end up a lot more peppery than the recipe originally required it to be).

[Image ID: A coloured pencil and ink drawing of the above-mentioned characters from Elena of Avalor, cooking together in the palace kitchen. Elena holds a large mixing bowl while Victor mixes it with one hand and shakes pepper into it with a pepper shaker. Esteban is holding up Isabel so she can reach a high shelf to retrieve a jar from it. End ID]

[heythatpenguinhere]

The Day Avalor Won’t Forget- Eleteo Finale Fic

It’s finally here!!!! I cannot thank the EoA Discord enough for all the laughter and emotions shared after the Finale! Fan fic, art, and more were thrown and in the midst of it all a story began to unravel. Below is the culmination of the ideas of myself, Gus, Sushibelle, Halloweennut, and more who contributed to a silly head canon I had. Without you all, this story wouldn’t have happened and you all deserve equal credit. So without further, please enjoy! (P.S. It’s a long one!)

In the Kingdom of Avalor…

The laughter of children could be heard coming from the village square. Giggles of different tones and pitches were mixed about as soon applause joined them. 

A small puppet show’s curtain fell and the puppeteer himself stepped out in front taking a bow. 

“Armando! Tell another one!” A small child in the front said happily. 

“Yes! Please?” came another pleading voice, followed by a chorus of agreeing voices urging the man on further. 

The man, Armando, looked around at the crowd and then back at his lovely wife who motioned for him to continue with a large smile on her own face, saying she clearly wanted to see him continue as well. 

With a half sigh, Armando smiled back at the crowd, “Alright then! One more story.” He said and moved towards the back of the puppet theater stage. 

The children cheered and began to chatter amongst themselves as he prepared the next performance for them. 

“What story do you think he’ll tell next?” Asked one of the older girls, braiding flowers into her long hair. 

This made a younger girl next to her think. “Hmm, what if it’s about the Sunbirds?” She said, flapping her arms like wings. 

“Shhhh! He’s about to start!” came another voice. 

The crimson curtain began to rise and Armando’s voice rang out, “This is the story of a beautiful Queen and a powerful Wizard… The tale of a day no one in Avalor would soon forget...” 

-

Queen Elena flopped herself onto the throne in the ballroom, her crown tilting forward slightly as she did so. It had been a tiring day filled with royal documents and decrees piling up slowly on her desk. This was the side of ruling she hadn’t been looking forward to at all. But she bore it all with as much motivation as she could knowing that she had a duty to her people she had only just begun! 

Still… she could afford to take a little break and the quiet of the ballroom currently was quite relaxing to the new Queen, so much so that she began to close her eyes and breathe in deeply.

The large doors at the top of the stairs slamming open against the marble walls however ended any moment of rest she had begun to have. 

Elena jumped alarmed, turning toward the stairs where her sister now scurried frantically down to her. 

Princess Isabel looked disheveled and out of breath enough to concern her sister who stood up to meet her. 

“Isa? What’s wrong!” She said, looking her over for anything off. 

The princess groaned, cupping her cheeks, “Elena! I have a serious problem!” She stated. 

“What is it? Are you alright? Did someone do something to you?” The Queen continued questioning, taking in her sister’s demeanor, and trying to find the source of her agony. 

Isabel paused before mumbling, “Prince James… asked me to go on a… date with him…”

Elena got closer, “Prince James did what?” She asked, not fully understanding her little sister’s muttered words. 

“Prince James… ASKED ME ON A DATE.” The little princess ended up yelling in frustration, ducking her face into her hands. 

Elena was temporarily stunned. Her little sister had been asked on a date by a boy. She knew this day would come after all Isa was beautiful and smart! Isabel possessed so many amazing talents and traits that would surely one day wow someone in a different way… But she had no idea it would come so soon. She had seen them hit it off well at her Coronation and even dance, but an actual date?!

“Earth to Elena… Say something please?” Her sister said, peering out from her hands. 

“Sorry Isa, you just caught me off guard there! Wow, so Prince James huh?” The Queen said now teasingly with a wink. 

A groan from between hands confirmed that the teasing had worked. “Yes yes, now please I’m freaking out here. What do I do?” She said fully facing her sister. 

“Isa, I’m flattered truly that you’d come to me with this, but why did you come to me for this kind of advice? Why not Abuela or even Naomi? Don’t you think they’d have a little more… expertise here?” Elena said, laying a hand on her shoulder. 

Her sister looked at her confused, “What do you mean more expertise? I figured you’d know enough. I mean haven’t you and Mateo been seeing each other this whole time?” She dropped casually. 

Elena didn’t know what she had been expecting as a response, but THAT definitely hadn’t been it. It was equivalent to the feeling of freezing water pouring over her. 

“I-I… what?!” She sputtered out, eyes wide. 

“You don’t have to be shy about it, we all saw you guys dance together at your Coronation. Plus you guys basically live together here at the palace. It’s not actually a secret.” Isabel said, waving her hands around her. 

Elena still hadn’t moved an inch. 

“Did I hear that we’re talking about Elena and Mateo?” popped a blonde head from the top of the stairs also. 

Chancellor Naomi seemed almost giddy with excitement as she looked over at the two sisters. 

“I-I..” Elena continued to stutter, not being to form any coherent thoughts. 

“Oh come on Elena, it’s okay! You can totally let up on the secrecy. I think by now most of the Ever Realm has a pretty good idea of what’s going on between you to two.” Naomi said, causing Isabel to laugh a little. 

Elena however still felt like she wasn’t even breathing. 

“Um, Elena?” Asked Isabel a bit concerned when she realized her sister was still frozen in place. 

Just then one of the palace maids came by with a bucket and mop, “For what it’s worth your Highness I must say I think you both make a wonderful pair. You remind me of me and my own husband when we were young.” She said kindly with a warm smile, before continuing with her tasks. 

“W-We what?!” The Queen finally said.  

“Wait… unless there isn’t something going on… or you just really didn’t know?” Naomi suddenly responded connecting the dots with Elena’s shocked behavior. 

Inside the Queen’s mind was a jumble of emotions and thoughts threatening to flood her. Her dress wasn’t flashing different colors, but emotions flashed across her face just as clearly. 

It wasn’t until the throne behind them began to tremble did the girls realize Elena was about to burst. 

-

Across the hallway, an older woman carrying a basket overheard the topic of discussion from the opened doors of the throne room. 

One Rafa de Alva couldn’t help but listen in when she heard her son’s name mentioned and boy was she happy she did! Her son and the Queen?! How wonderful! 

Her steps became much more quick and joyful as she now moved with even more purpose to see her son. 

-

“Mateo! It’s me, your Mami!” She called down into the Master Wizard’s secret library. 

A thump and the dropping of something was heard before Mateo de Alva appeared. 

“Mom! I didn’t know you’d be visiting… Wait how did you even get in?” He said looking up at his mother skeptically. 

She smiled proudly back down to him, “That’s not important, what is that I brought you some of your favorite baked rolls!” She said holding up her woven basket. 

“Oh, thanks! I’m in the middle of working on a potion, but if you want you can come down” He said sheepishly looking back over at his half-completed potion and books. 

When he turned around Rafa had already made her way down the spiral stairs and was grinning ear to ear. 

Mateo moved to give her a hug and take the basket from her, but her unusually extra bright smile was confusing him a bit. 

“Um, thanks again Mami.” He said before turning back to his books, trying to ignore the strange vibes he was getting from his mother. Maybe she had just really missed him lately?

“You’re welcome mijo! Now, Mateo did you really think your own mother wouldn’t find out about what you’ve been up to in the palace?” She said leaning in close. 

Now Mateo was really confused. What he had been up to in the palace? What did she mean? He’d been pretty busy since the Coronation brewing new potions and working alongside both the Royal Guard and Isabel to improve and incorporate their magical defenses further.Besides that he had taken on teaching the Delgados more magic as well. He really hadn’t had much time for leisure, so what could she be meaning? 

“What do you mean?” He asked, turning around to gather a bottle of pure lavender extract. 

Rafa laughed, “Why when the wedding is!” She stated simply. 

Mateo stopped mid-pour. 

“The...what?” He said slowly to comprehend what he was hearing.

“Oh, mijo you don’t have to be so shy with your mama! I’m so happy to hear the news! The Queen of Avalor and my son?! You’re growing up so quickly!” She said with a joyful tone. 

It was at that moment that Mateo in his stunned brain fog ended up dumping the whole bottle of extract into the potion brew and the entire room erupted in a cloud of purple smoke. A small explosive sound could be heard from that side of the palace causing everyone nearby to stop what they were doing. 

-

“Let’s go over this again so I fully understand… So you were on the way here when you heard Elena and Naomi talking about… me?” Mateo said as he was still trying to wipe the purple residue off his robes and process what his mother was telling him. 

He couldn’t believe he had been so distracted he had caused a minor explosion. Luckily for his mother and him, it wasn’t anything serious beyond coloring them in purple powder. He had given several maids and royal guards a near heart attack however in the process… 

“Yes! I even overheard one of the palace attendants mention that she thought you both were a lovely pair, even reminding her of the relationship with her husband. Isn’t that so sweet?” She said, clasping her hands with a dreamy tone. 

Mateo couldn’t help but facepalm. This had to be a misunderstanding. Him and Elena? They were just very close friends… Sure they had been through a lot together and he thought she was the most amazing person in the world, but again they were just friends, even if Mateo sometimes wished they were more. Deep inside, he had a pretty good idea how he felt but he would always put Elena’s happiness and needs first, even if it meant above his own. This mentality had caused him to lock away his feelings for the better part of the past 3-4 years. 

Having now cleaned up fully, Mateo put down the rag he had been using. “I’m going to go talk to Elena.” He announced. 

Rafa beamed, blotches of purple still visible on her, “Oh of course! Can’t stay away from true love.” 

Mateo instantly blushed hard, pulling at his robe collar, and walking toward the throne room. 

-

“Alright Elena, let’s just calm down here.” Naomi said, backing away slowly from her friend. 

“Yea! We were just teasing. I’m sure not the entire realm knows!” Isabel offered in support, also slowly backing away. 

“What?!” She exclaimed as her throne began to shake and hover in the air. 

Realizing that her flurry of emotions was causing a scene yet again, she instantly closed her eyes and began to recite, “Baby Jaquins. Abuela’s Chocolates,” and more things that made her happy and relaxed. 

And yet even with all those lovely things in mind Elena still felt her breath quickening. Mateo and her?! Everyone knew apparently?! But they were just best friends?! ….Weren’t they though? The last time she had fully seen him had been her Coronation several days ago. When she had appointed him officially the Master Wizard and he had asked to be her first dance… 

She felt herself gasp lightly. Was that a sign? Was there more meaning behind it? Yes, they had danced quite a bit together in the end… but he had been dancing with Carla too? They even look quite comfortable with each other…

Her heart clenched as this new thought came with a new emotion. 

“Okay whatever you’re thinking about now, don’t!” Naomi yelled as she and Isabel observed the plants in the ballroom suddenly begin to grow violently in length, threatening to envelop the entire room they were in. 

The plant vines quickly began to reach outside the open windows and through the connecting doors, spilling out to other areas. Those outside could suddenly see vines wrap themselves around the north palace tower and began to flee in horror, wondering what kind of magical mishap or creature had been unleashed now. 

Elena could only watch on in horror, hands clasping her face. 

“Oh no no no!” She said trying to fan herself to hopefully calm down a little. 

Not even a full week into her reign as Queen and she had already lost control of her magic… again. 

-

Mateo jumped backwards just in time as a large mass of green sprung into the hallway from the throne room. 

“Woah!” He exclaimed, examining what he now realized was a plant vine moving further down the hall. 

“Elena!” He yelled realizing the source of the vines was coming from the room his mother said she was last in. 

The thought of her being in danger somehow motivated him to move and with a blasted spell, he made it through the nearly blocked doorway. 

As he looked down into the room, he was surprised to find that the only ones in the room were Elena, Isabel, and Naomi; not a malvago or creature in sight. The vines were continuing to move around, but he also took note of the hovering throne and banners flying around in a magical mess. Isabel and Naomi seemed to be trying to seek cover, but Elena was found in the center, looking around rapidly in fear. 

His eyes softened when he realized what was happening and he put his Tamborita away behind him. 

Elena’s eyes continued to flash around until they settled on him. 

“Mateo.” She simply said, some relief coming to her in seeing him. 

The vines halted their growth and expansion and the throne, along with the banners, fell to the floor. He noticed this and smiled. He knew she could handle herself; he never doubted her. He was still glad to see that he had a calming effect on her nonetheless. 

Little pitter pattering footsteps hopped behind him and soon the ever colorful Flo was standing in between the two friends. 

“You guys are getting married?! Can I be the flower girl, please?!” She squealed happily. 

Both Elena and Mateo found themselves stunned for another time again today. Caught with saucer-shaped eyes and mouths hung wide open, the room around them began to shake yet again. 

“Oh no…” Isabel said from behind a pillar. 

Mateo turned to see the movement resume before landing on Elena once more, just in time to see her flush a wild red and suddenly begin to tumble. 

He rushed forward and caught the Queen, delicately holding her in alarm, her crown tumbling from her head and rolling to a stop in front of Flo. 

No one in the room dared to move. Not even the vines. 

“Sooo… Should I take that as a no?” Flo said innocently looking at Mateo and the Queen now laying in his arms. 

-

“I can’t believe this all happened…” Elena said, flopping back onto her bed. 

Mateo moved to sit next to her cautiously, fiddling with his hands. “I’m so sorry for my mom’s gossip…” he said, feeling so guilty that this ended with Elena even fainting and the palace covered in vines still. 

She turned to look at him, “Oh Mateo, this isn’t your fault. Or your mother’s. Truth be told, what she did overhear technically happened…” 

This caused Mateo to look at her strangely. 

“Isa came to me for dating advice and she, well, she thought you and I… were a thing? And that’s where this whole mess started… Because I couldn’t handle my emotions and react properly. I’m sorry…” Elena admitted, sitting up against her pillows and avoiding eye contact in embarrassment. 

Mateo felt the rose tint fill his cheeks again. So that’s where the rumor came from. 

“I-It’s okay, really! You don’t have anything to be sorry about. It was all just a big misunderstanding.” He said, trying to contain his blush. 

“Of course… just a misunderstanding…” He heard her mumble from beside him. 

The almost disappointed tone in her voice caught his attention and despite his blushed appearance, he turned to her. Her face was lowered and she was staring at her hands. She seemed sad almost?

“Elena? It was just a misunderstanding right?” He asked carefully, not daring to insinuate something too deeply and risk their friendship. Afterall he had very firmly accepted his place in her life, as a best friend and trusted ally, and nothing more. He was content with that. Whatever made her happy, he would support her. He would be with her always. 

Her honey eyes looked up at him finally, “You know, apparently Isa wasn’t the only one that thought that? Naomi and even some of the palace staff noted our… bond. The way we danced at the Coronation and how close we are on the daily, they just took it naturally as a sign of something more. Accepted it so easily and even celebrated it…” 

He didn’t know what to say to all that. Was it really that obvious how deeply he cared for her to others? So much so that people didn’t even question it, but happily accepted it? And they thought it was mutual? 

“Mateo… Was it just all just a misunderstanding?” She finally asked him in return, a curious look on her face. 

Here it was. A moment. A door. She was asking him. Would he speak up? Would he finally pour out his feelings after years and risk their bond? Or would he deny them and keep their friendship where it was? He had spent moments wondering if he would ever get to this moment and what he would do when he did. Now it was actually here. 

While she looked at him still cautiously and hadn’t moved closer to him, he swore he could note every single tiny detail about her in this moment. She looked so vulnerable. Her eyes wide and observing him. He loved her eyes; he could stare at them forever, even now. They were the eyes of his best friend and the one person in the world that he swore knew him more than anyone else. But they were also the eyes of the newly crowned Queen. They were the eyes of someone who had been through so much and deserved to be happy. Could he face those eyes with this reality? With his truth? 

Could he really live a life without doing so?

He hesitantly reached out for her hand, Elena’s breath hitching. 

“What if… what if it wasn’t fully? What if there was some truth?” He said, leaping into the unknown. 

Elena’s face was reading a thousand emotions all at once when she whispered, “What was true…?” 

“The truth is that while we might not ‘be a thing’, the thought might have crossed my mind once or twice… or more than that. The truth is that we do have an amazing bond and I-I treasure you dearly. Dancing with you at your Coronation was one of my favorite memories… I could have danced with you all night and more if you’d let me…” He finally confessed carefully, feeling a large weight fall off his shoulders and now the fear of her reaction sinking in.  

“B-But what about Carla?” She suddenly asked, before covering her mouth embarrassed. 

“Carla? Me and her made up. We’re friends now and yes we had a great time at your Coronation, but Elena it was you that I wanted to be by all night. But it was your day, you deserved to choose what made you happy. You were so joyful and carefree that night, I didn’t want to impose myself… I’ve always just wanted you to be happy.” He replied, clasping her hands gently to steady himself as the truths made themselves known. 

She felt almost stupid for being jealous… Here he just shared his heart to her, like he had done many times before, but this time he was sharing it fully… With the fear of the unknown hanging around them. 

What would she say now?

“But… but what if you also make me happy?” She tested saying out loud. 

Mateo sat up straight as a rail. Had he heard that correctly? 

“M-Me?!” He stuttered out in disbelief. His hazel green eyes looking at her with hope. 

Her hands gripped his further, “Yes you, Mateo de Alva. You also make me happy. If I’m also honest, you make me very happy actually.” 

He swore her own beautiful eyes were shining right through him. This was definitely a moment he knew he would never be able to forget for as long as he lived. He wanted to ingrain every single second of it to memory. He never thought this would actually happen, yet fate it seemed had other plans. 

“So… where do we go from here?” He asked bashfully, leaning closer to her. He knew where he wanted it to go, but he would wait as long as she wanted if he had to. 

Elena smirked, “Wherever we want to go querido.” Taking the plunge and addressing him with a term of endearment that she had heard her mother use for her father.  

Mateo couldn’t believe this was actually happening. “Well, I guess you’ll be able to give your sister some advice after all huh?” He said back, suddenly more confident and even flirty with her. 

“Just shut up and kiss me.” The Queen said, pulling him even closer and closing her eyes. 

“Whatever you wish for my Queen.” And soon the two were locked together, the day’s chaotic events fading around them, making way for the start of something truly magical. 

-

“And so the Queen and her Wizard began their love story together that day. Their love not only fixed the magical vines, but bloomed an entire field of roses in the palace gardens. Their love still lives on strongly, for there is no greater magic than love, and the entire kingdom of Avalor knows this because of them.” The puppeteer said, having the puppets of Queen Elena and King Mateo join in a hug, surrounded by hearts, before the curtain fell down again. Marlena finished strumming the last notes of the love song she was accompanying the show with. 

Loud applause filled both of their ears as the town’s children and some passersbys stood to their feet. 

“Bravo! Bravo!” They said together and Armando couldn’t help but blush as he took his wife’s hand to bow together. 

Looking over at Marlena’s smile, he couldn’t help but feel so blessed to have his own piece of a fairy tale as well. 

-

“I love hearing that story! It’s so different getting to actually see it though right Joaquin?!” said one of the older girls in the back of the crowd.

Her large hazel eyes had a far off dreamy look to them as she played with the flowers in her wavy hair.  

Her brother however looked nearly disgusted, “Ew! As if we didn’t have to already deal with mom and dad daily Alicia…” He said crossing his arms and rolling his amber eyes remembering his parent’s constant displays of affection throughout the palace and beyond. 

She sighed, “I think it’s lovely. They are still so in love just like that day once upon a time ago...”

[crisp-sweet-pink-lady]

Loved this shoutout

[youruinedmylifebynotbeingreal]

I would do anything for Victor and Carla