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whatohitsonfirewelp · 1 year ago
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Older siblings in media are so often misunderstood. Either adored or hated, but never an in-between. The pressure is always there, never enough or too much.
It’s the Steven Crain’s who are hated, the Fiona Gallagher’s who are forced onto a pedestal, the Dick Grayson’s who are reduced to nothing but their mistakes and issues, the John Dory’s who is only ever the oppressor and never the oppressed, the Isabela Madrigal’s who are considered vain and self centered.
It’s the eldest child who has no one on their team because they are the leader, and that is either meant to be taken from them or only ever for them.
It’s the Kate Sharma’s and the Anthony Bridgerton’s. It’s the Bill Weasley’s and it’s the Dean Winchester’s. It’s the Eric Matthew’s and it’s the Elsa’s.
The eldest sibling whose mistakes are over analyzed or completely ignored, who are never seen as humans because they are something to claim or destroy. The first born who is never understood in media or by fans, maybe it’s because acknowledging the fact that they’re human means they aren’t perfect is too much. Or maybe it’s because acknowledge that they are human and therefore cannot be defined by their mistakes and the weight they carry is too much.
They are not allowed to be perfect and yet if they are anything but perfect the world would riot.
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litel27-2point0 · 7 months ago
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my encanto style sketches
I just love how I sketch them 🤭
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inksplit · 1 month ago
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brave329 · 1 year ago
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Matriarch Mirabel
Cannon compliant post cannon
Unbeknownst to anyone but casita Mirabel grew into her gift on her Quinceañera
As the future head of the family Mirabel needed a power connected to the magic
Mirabel has the power to either boost or weaken her family’s gifts the closer she is with someone the more control she has over their gift
 she uses the gift without realizing on Isabella and Luisa during the movie
When she puts the doorknob patronize of the family is transferred to her
She is constantly subconsciously aware of the gifted members of her family
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lethal-amigos · 2 years ago
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Comic By @my-gunpowder
No Agustín...😆
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usssnarfblat · 10 months ago
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Raven-Haired Ladies in Purple
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arson-the-crime-brulee · 4 months ago
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I was thinking about a possible au for Encanto and I want to see if anyone’s interested? The idea is pretty simple but I don’t think it’s been done before.
what if the madrigals all had gifts that were the “opposite” of their cannon gifts. For example instead of foresight Bruno would be able to see/go back in time, Either rewinding it or simply showing things in their former state. Dolores could have the power to dampen sounds, and Antonio could speak any language. I’m not sure about the others though.
if anyone has any ideas or wants to make this au themselves, you can go ahead I really don’t mind. If this has already been done please let me know and I will take this down :)
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luukka · 7 months ago
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An old meme I draw because I couldn't unsee it and everyone should've feel the same.
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diakiraiart · 2 years ago
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Another weird cross-over thing I did was a thought of what Disney Princesses would be guardians of the Veil from W.I.T.C.H.  I prioritised who would best suit the elements over who actually made a good name, so the best I could put together was M.A.P.I.K.  
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lumpdoesart65 · 2 months ago
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Hello, could you draw Mirabel Madrigal Angel of Encanto au with her sister Isabel.la madrigal
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There you go! (Flexing my cartoonish art style this time)
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prettybunnyygirl · 6 months ago
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I don't know if this is how one submits but I must share the pookies.
Crossover Ship: Isabela Madrigal X Carmen Sandiego
Relationship Type: Romantic / Dating.
Origins: Encanto (2021) & Carmen Sandiego (Netflix)
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They are gay. Thank you for your time.
YAYYAYAYAYAYAYYA !!!!!! ANOTHER SUBMISSION FOR A WLW SHIP:33333 !! tysmmm carbela-nation<3 i haven’t watched encanto in a hot min nor have i watched carmen sandiego, but they seem rly cutie together ^_^ !!!!!
from this fanart alone, i can def see isabella being a kind n caring partner to carmen (which is SOOOO totally lovely<3) n carmen enjoying her company n spoiling her wit gifts n forehead kissies o( > ᗜ < )o !!
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litel27-2point0 · 7 months ago
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tisayemate · 9 days ago
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New Years
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Encanto x reader
fluff, comfort
Summary: On a lonely New Year’s Eve, the Madrigals bring warmth and joy, but it’s Camilo’s heartfelt care that makes her truly believe in love again.
AN: Happy new year, happy holidays! Also, this is sappy. Be warned... but I'll make sappy any time I need it, and I needed it-- so I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing this.
story under the cut
The night air was crisp, a perfect blend of cool breeze and the lingering warmth of the day. From your perch on the balcony, the world below sparkled with the chaos of New Year’s Eve celebrations. In the Encanto, every home glowed with lights and laughter, the air heavy with the scent of roasted arepas and sweet empanadas. The Madrigals’ Casita, as always, stood out like a beacon of magic and life, bursting with energy. Yet here you were, leaning on the cold wrought-iron railing, a quiet observer in a sea of joy.
From your vantage point, you could see families giggling as they ducked under tables to eat their twelve grapes, one for each wish. Couples leaned into each other, their faces lit by the promise of midnight fireworks. And you? You were alone. No grapes, no kisses, just the sharp sting of solitude wrapped in a world full of celebration.
A soft sigh escaped your lips, the sound quickly carried away by the distant hum of music and chatter. It wasn’t that you weren’t happy for them—the Madrigals, the villagers, everyone—but it was hard not to feel the weight of loneliness pressing on your chest. You wrapped your arms tighter around yourself, wishing, just for a moment, that someone would notice the quiet shadow you cast.
And then, like magic—or perhaps because it was the Encanto—they did.
“What are you doing out here, all by yourself?” Mirabel’s voice rang out, soft yet inquisitive, as she leaned against the balcony doorframe. Her round glasses glinted in the dim light, and her wide smile carried an infectious warmth.
You turned, startled, only to see her stepping closer, holding out a small cup of warm chocolate. “You can’t spend New Year’s like this,” she said gently. “Come on, at least have some hot chocolate with me.”
A bit later, Luisa found you sitting by yourself in a quiet corner of the Casita. She didn’t say much—she didn’t need to. Instead, she handed you a heavy woolen blanket, freshly warmed from the hearth, and sat nearby, her calm presence a silent reassurance that you weren’t alone.
Isabela, ever the perfectionist, passed by next, pausing to tuck a newly conjured flower into your hair. “There,” she said with a soft smile. “You’re part of the party now.” Her graceful departure left the faint scent of jasmine in the air, a little gift that lingered with you.
Later, Antonio bounded over, his arms wrapped around a cheerful toucan that squawked happily in your direction. “The animals said you looked sad,” he said with wide-eyed sincerity. “But you don’t have to be! They like you.” He placed the toucan on your shoulder, and for a moment, the bird’s antics pulled a genuine laugh from your lips.
Pepa’s voice carried through the bustling crowd as she handed you a small plate of twelve grapes. “Eat them,” she insisted, her eyes kind but firm. “One for every wish. And don’t forget to make them count!”
Julieta’s warmth came last but not least, as she gently pressed an arepa into your hands. “Food makes everything better,” she said, her tone motherly and soothing. “You’ll see.”
By the time Camilo arrived, the night was already alight with fireworks, laughter, and cheer. He had just rushed back from the village after a long day of work, his usual playful smirk replaced by a look of earnest concern. He found you leaning against a pillar near the edge of the balcony, the glow of fireworks reflecting in your eyes.
“There you are,” he said, slightly breathless but with a relieved grin. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”
You blinked, startled by his sudden arrival. “Camilo? Shouldn’t you be out enjoying the party?”
He shook his head, stepping closer. “The party doesn’t matter if you’re not enjoying it too.” Without waiting for a reply, he draped his ruana over your shoulders, the warmth of it immediately chasing away the chill in the air. “You’ve spent enough of tonight alone.”
His presence was magnetic, pulling you out of your shell without effort. He began to talk about the funny things he’d seen in the village, mimicking people’s voices and gestures until you were laughing so hard your sides hurt. When he saw you relax, he leaned against the railing next to you, his tone softening.
“You know,” he said, his voice quieter now, “you mean a lot to us. To me.” He glanced at you, his eyes earnest. “I didn’t want the year to end without making sure you knew that.”
The weight of his words settled over you, warm and comforting. He reached out, his hand covering yours as the fireworks reached their peak, painting the sky in brilliant colors. The world seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you in that moment.
“Thank you,” you whispered, your voice barely audible over the distant cheers. “For everything.”
Camilo smiled, his thumb brushing lightly over your knuckles. “You’ll never have to feel alone, not as long as I’m around.”
As the clock struck twelve, you felt a peace you hadn’t known in a long time. Surrounded by the Madrigals’ love and Camilo’s unwavering presence, you knew this New Year’s would be the start of something beautiful.
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would-they-listen-to-that · 13 days ago
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Would Isabela Madrigal from Encanto listen to Little Miss Perfect by Write Out Loud?
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womeninfictionandirl · 2 years ago
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Isabela Madrigal by The Covatar
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kai71007 · 2 months ago
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This feels like a shot in the dark, but i need help from the encanto fandom
I've been SEARCHING for a very specific fanfic and i just cant find it for the life of me
Its a Camilo centric fic, i don't remember a lot but i do remember Camilo getting dresses from one of the townsfolk and trying them on and dealing with discovering his gender identity (im pretty sure the dresses were some sort of donation or he was supposed to give them to his sister/cousins but he ended up trying them on and really liking it)
Sorry that's a terrible explanation but maybe someone can help (PLEASE OMG I NEED TO FIND THIS FIC 😭😭)
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