#mirabel madrigal leaves the Encanto

[sorryiwasasleep]

Patient and Steadfast and Steady

Mirabel left her home a decade ago and is now returning.

She's... terrified.

She doesn't know what to expect, what to think, what to say.

But she's not alone, and things in the Encanto aren't quite as she'd left them.

It might just be time for her to get a miracle of her own.

(Written for the best girls birthday, tho I didn’t get it out in time. A runaway and returning Mirabel fic!)

[bluerosefox]

\(=•○•=)/ *shyly posts my Anemo/Genshin older Mirabel idea doodles*

Outfits, outfits, outfits (*▪︎*))

Mirabel owns a small clothing shop in Mond, she used to be part of the Adventurers Guild (ignore the fact I spelt it wrong btw) full time but does odd jobs every so often now. Her 'old' outfit was meant to be her adult outfit and the new one was meant to be her teen years but I liked the teen outfit better and decided to switch them.

She's actually friends with Chiori, they met in Inazuma and Chiori helped upgrade her outfit from the AG uniform (a few months after gaining her vision too). They write to each other and often use Kirara to send other things like fashion samples and trades.

Mirabel's outfit is meant to look like a butterfly wings.

Her shop isn't popular to non-locals but everyone in Mond knows to head to her place if you want something fixed or made.

She is also younger than Diluc, Jean's, and Keaya's ages but older than Bennett, Razor, Fischl.

[pepa-brainrot]

Encantober pt 1: prompt 'healing' @encantober-official

Post movie Mirabel still has a long way to go, just like everyone else in the family. Sadly, her repression issues make it hard- after all, everything is ok now- shouldn't she be as well..? Luckily Tía Armida knows all too well the feeling, and is able to talk to her about it

Using some of encantober prompts to do more oc and canon interactions that I don't normally but should- starting with our beloved mirabel- that hug is long overdo 💛

[jacarandaaaas]

so I watched this video and whilst it does bring up some valid points I have to heavily disagree with how mirabel was mentioned

she’s only mentioned maybe twice and referred to by Jared’s description of “imperfect weird and quirky” leaving out the obvious “deeply emotional and empathetic” that often follows that in the official description.

whilst she explains a lot about how moana, Anna and rapunzel act mirabel just seemed like a “let’s add her in because it says quirky” what everyone forgets is mirabel as a character is insecure. like extremely insecure to the point she values a candle over her own life. her “adorkableness” is a facade, a front, something she uses to try seem interesting to ppl and to hide her true feelings of inadequacy and failure that she’s had for a decade.

also worth mentioning whilst I agree with some of the heroines not taking dangerous or stressful situations seriously, mirabel definetly does. Even something as minor as the failed proposal dinner you see her not cracking jokes but desperate to explain that it’s not her fault. You see several times she risks her own life not because she was told to “save the miracle” but because she herself chooses to. You also see mirabel push away her own feelings to comfort other people and she takes it seriously!

she’s a smart girl! she’s clumsy because her dads clumsy not because it makes her “cute”. In fact I would also argue whilst for a lot of these characters they are likable to people around them for this reason mirabel is not. The townspeople keep rubbing her biggest insecurity in her face and she’s told to stay out of the way constantly. Like half of this movie was mirabel being scrutinized for just being herself!

I do agree with some points in the video but like if you’re going to have miss madrigal in the thumbnail I would assume she would have been a big talking point like asha and rapunzel were

[bigbeanbear]

Stephanie wanted to see fistfights (lol) between her characters if there were to be a crossover. @ TwinCitiesCon

[brumiramybeloathed]

A brumira idea I've had is, what if Bruno actually left the Encanto after Mirabel's ceremony and then Mirabel left the Encanto after Antonio's?

I've seen both of those floating around, and I've even seen a Brumira story where Bruno left the Encanto and then Mirabel decides to leave when she's 17/18 and they meet up at a bar.

But. I'm thinking something that sort of combines the two.

When Bruno leaves, he takes very little with him. Some changes of clothes, some food he pilfers, and that last vision. He hikes over the mountain and settles in the first town he comes across, not wanting to be too far, but not willing to stay. As a Madrigal, he helped the community in a variety of different ways, so he is skilled enough to make a living. So he does. Eventually, he settles on wood working, carpentry. He gets to be artistic and he gets to make things that actually help people, unlike his visions.

Mirabel, 10 years later, pushed aside by her family over concerns of the magic and her lack of gift and other issues, leaves. No one besides Abuela Alma knows he had a vision, as he took it with him and met no one on the way out. So. The day after Isabella's engagement to Mariano, two days after Antonio's birthday, Mirabel packs a bag with a change of clothes, some food, and some of her sewing supplies. She'll need to support herself after all.

So she walks to the next town over and talks to the tailors and seamstresses about someone hiring her on as an assistant or apprentice. Mirabel shows them her work on her clothes, offers to demo her skills, and most turn her away except one. This one calls Bruno over, as Bruno is good at reading people, even after all this time of not using his gift.

Bruno puts down his tools, comes over and talks to her. About her home life, where she's from, why this town, etc. And he recognizes her as Mirabel, his niece. But she says her name is Veronica Mortize.

So. Two weeks after she arrived at the town and she became the apprentice for one of the seamstresses, Bruno finally finds time to talk to her in private.

So she spills that, yes, her name is not Veronica Mortize, it's Mirabel Madrigal. She talks of her family's gifts, how she didn't get one, how things just got worse and worse for her as everyone grew tired of her being in the way and in the middle of things and she grew tired of everyone leaving her behind. So she left to make a name for herself.

Then Bruno tells her his story. His name, his gift, how everyone treated him. They commiserate over food Mirabel makes that reminds them both of Julieta's cooking.

3 Years go by. The two are busy, providing for themselves and holding down jobs in a town far busier than Encanto, but they meet up every month or so and catch up. Then it moves to meeting every two weeks. Then once a week.

Mirabel tosses out the idea of them living together first.

"We are family after all. That wouldn't be weird, and we would both save a lot of money and be far less lonely."

And. Well. Who is Bruno to argue with saving money?

But he also notices that they sit close together on the couch. That they sit next to each other at the table. That everyone around them thinks they are in a romantic relationship and most don't even know the two live together.

Bruno then notices the odd touches they give each other, across the shoulders, down the back, on the arms and legs. Bruno notices that Mirabel will sometimes look at him longer than perhaps a niece should look at her uncle. And he catches himself on more than one occasion looking at her longer than an uncle should look at his niece.

So they talk about it. It is an awkward, stilted conversation of uncomfortable realizations and begrudging agreement to not go further. They don't look each other in the eye for weeks afterwards. They try to keep their distance from each other. Meal times are quiet and suffocating. People and neighbors and coworkers wonder if they're fighting.

No. Not really. Just trying to reestablish the normal boundaries that family members should have between each other.

They break down three months after The Conversation. They cling to each other, the only comfort they have in a (not so) foreign land, the only comfort they have away from home, away from family. They agree that distance was not helping and that a certain amount of damage has already been done. So long as they don't cross more boundaries, they should be fine.

They keep this up for over a year. Soon, Mirabel is 20. Bruno is 55.

And both are done with the boundaries they upheld for several years now.

They get married with a small ceremony at the local church, using Mirabel's fake name and Veronica Mortize becomes Veronica Madrigal.

3 years later, a rider comes from over the mountain in search for Bruno Madrigal and Mirabel Madrigal. Alma Madrigal is dying and has requested that someone send news to them so she can see them in her final days.

Bruno and Mirabel have a serious conversation about the family, how they would react, was it wise to return as a married couple or should they hide it?

"Mirabel, neither of us are good pretenders, and both of us are already outcasts in that village. What good would hiding do?"

They decide to brave the backlash, Mirabel talks to the lead seamstress about a leave of absence, and Bruno closes his shop. Neighbors and friends wave them goodbye as they head to a mountain that has split down the middle, back to a place neither thought they would ever see again.

[yellowcry]

While I'm still bursting with motivation, cracked cold sisters.

Isabela: As everyone expected, she became the matriarch once Abuela passed away. As years passed, she became calmer. She doesn't particulary enjoy to do this, but after years she's getting used to it, burying her feelings even more than before. Even if her marriage is cracking at the seams, she won't say that there anything wrong in the family. She just keeps smiling and keeping everyone in place, pretty much following her Abuela's way of solving the problems by closing her eyes on them

Luisa: Without Mirabel's help, she kept getting crushed by everyone's expectations. And it was getting worse, as Luisa just physically couldn't do it anymore. Her productivity lowered severely, which caused her to work even more to make up for this. As you can guess, her burnout only get worse because of it. Also, have you hear that severe burnout can cause alcoholism?

Mirabel: She stepped aside as she was told to. As her own generation started to have kids she couldn't stay in the nursery, so she moved out when she was twenty. At first she kept close contact with her family, trying to visit almost every day. But as the years passed it turned to occasional short visits, then she started to appear only on celebrations. Then she stopped visit at all. By the point of au's plot (22 years after Antonio's ceremony) she's barely contact with her family, even if she misses them so much.

[cheetee]

The Macondian Giftshop, Part 21 / Transcript

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[gamerbearmira]

No no no! Alien Mirabel parents were convinced by their relative that the egg wasn't responsive and since the relative was the leader, they assumed what they did was the right thing to do.

Ok I understand but. They sidn’t bother checking for any readings after the fact? One more time? But they were manipulated, so maybe it wasn’t that easy 😭

[aikoiya]

Look at this! LOOK at this! So freaking cute!

Also, this is hilarious.

I love how prepared he was for it too! Like, "This isn't the first time this has happened with a Madrigal!"

I like to think that his own father had officiated Alma & Pedro's wedding & the same thing happened there & now Flores is just prepared for it to happen for every Madrigal wedding!

Vows (aka leave room for Jesus)

Master comic list

Start from the beginning

Comic 1: totally smitten

[sorryiwasasleep]

On the night of Mirabel Madrigal’s fifth birthday, not only does her door disappear, but so does she.

The magic whisks her half a country away, to a different life than the one she should've had.

The Madrigals feel the missing piece of themselves echo in all of their moves and they grow fearful of the magic, of the miracle.

As Antonio's fifth birthday approaches, tensions rise.

And then a...familiar girl arrives in town.

Chapter 31: F.C

More reveals! More drama!

[encantobrainrot365]

Julieta Madrigal

Ok, I was inspired by a previous post to write a character analysis of Julieta.

So, the deal with Julieta is that she’s not exactly the golden child, at least not at first. It’s more like she’s the Good Girl of the family. The one that Alma doesn’t have to worry about because she’s so mature for her age. She’s quiet, humble, and kind. The one who may have been overlooked in favor of her louder and more boisterous siblings.

She can heal people with the food she makes and the love she carries for everyone in the Encanto. So therefore, no, she’s not the golden child, she’s the Caretaker.

The extra set of hands Alma needed when things were too much for her. If Alma was feeling down or depressed, or too busy, and Julieta’s siblings were anxious or upset, Julieta would take care of it. No need to bother their mother unless it’s an emergency, right?

It’s been said she was born to be a mother and that’s because she’s been mothering her family and half the town since she was five. Those are the sort of expectations she carries around.

I think that’s what allows her to relate to her older daughters and sobrinos who fill a similar role of support within the family. She’s the healer, the caretaker.

She lends a listening ear; she tries to make you smile with food and words of affirmation; she shoulders the family’s burdens; she sees their hurt and tries her best to lighten the load.

She was probably the one Alma was eager to marry off first, because she would make such a good mom and matriarch to the family, kind of like Isabela. So good for the Encanto.

But instead of marrying the perfect guy, like Isa planned to, she married the perfect guy for her, Agustin.

I also think she blames herself for Bruno leaving. He was obviously hurting and she feels she failed him because she couldn’t fix it.

That’s why she parents Mirabel the way she does. She sees a lot of her brother in her daughter and that’s why she tells Mirabel not lose her way in this family the same way her brother did.

She always tries to reassure her daughter that she is perfect, that she’s enough, just the way she is. She doesn’t have to try so hard. She showers them all, with unconditional love and affection. (Something Alma wasn’t very good at doing that much growing up.)

And as great as those things are it wasn’t always what her kids needed. She’s a caretaker, but she’s also very passive. Unlike her siblings, she’s the “unproblematic” one. “Señorita Perfecta” in that she avoids making waves and causing conflict. She tries to be a good daughter, and not give her mother a hard time. That’s what I think she has someone like Agustin for. A husband who stands by her and will firmly stand up for his family, and always support them, no matter what. And that’s exactly what he does. So yeah, I think she’s an amazing mom, and a great role model with her own flaws and problems just like everyone else.

[jacarandaaaas]

thank you for the love on popstar au! so far <3 here’s a peek at the next profile coming soon!!!🦋

[jacarandaaaas]

just wanted to show this answer from Jared about the possibility of mira leaving

“The absolute worst thing she could imagine”

Do you think there could be a scenario where Mirabel realizes "hey, the dynamics in my family aren't healthy, they are putting me down and making me feel like crap for no good reason, I don't deserve this shit" and leaves the family? That seems to be the ideal scenario for her mental health

Not at all.

Because she is a child and she is staying in her family. I honestly hate the “Mirabel leaves in Encanto” idea.

She lives in the middle of nowhere Colombia and have no official documentation (or at least not anything she can use outside of Encanto). She most likely wouldn’t survive over the mountains - given what we’ve seen of Mirabel’s skills, they don’t come close to surviving in the wild. So she would be dead. But, hypothetically, let’s say she did make it to another town or city, the lack of documentation would cast her out immediately or make her very unwelcome*.

(*Just to note, this isn’t specific to Colombia. She could be anywhere in the world and get the same treatment, if not worse).

This idea is not the best for her mental or even physical health. As by most outcomes, she would be dead. Or lead a very miserable and lonely existence. She’d be far better staying in Encanto and working through the family problems, like she does in canon.

Nor do the family hate Mirabel or treat her horribly enough for leaving to make sense. There is no serious reason for it. She is still having all her basic needs met properly (and then some as the Madrigals appear fairly well off) and she isn’t actually being abused in canon.

Their family isn’t perfect (though what family is?), sure, but the problems arose from the strict roles/societal pressure and a lack of communication, the latter of which is a two way street. Everyone in the family was hiding something or not being open about their struggles, including Mirabel. And, for Mirabel specifically, a lot of her struggles are of her own making; she’s convinced herself she isn’t worth it. For example, nobody is excluding her from family photographs, she is intentionally trying to get out of them.

That’s not even mentioning that Mirabel is one of the least likely people to leave Encanto. The idea would be insane to her. (As she does point out often to Isabela post-movie because Isa definitely leaves for a bit and Mirabel can’t understand it. But that’s another story).

The best thing for Mirabel’s mental health would be admitting she wasn’t fine.

[daisies-daydreams]

Hello, I hope ur having a lovely day. ^^ (I have a fic request for Encanto, 22 yrs old btw)

May I request, Bruno Madrigalxfem!reader, in which they have a couple dynamic similar to Roger and Jessica rabbit. The reader is one of the most beautiful and sought out woman in all of the village, villagers constantly ask for her hand/show interest in her, not knowing she’s already in a relationship with Bruno. 🥰 If it were up to her, she would gladly and proudly display their relationship to the village but Bruno told her to keep it a secret for now since he feels like he’ll ruin her reputation 🥺

Maybe one day the madrigals are having a family dinner together and Bruno decides to tell his family about his gf but no one believes him, they all think he’s lying about being in a relationship 😭 even Mirabel struggles to fully believe him even though she tries to be optimistic about it lol. Until his gf actually shows up one day and the whole family is shocked 😂 not only is he in a relationship but he scored the most sought out woman in the village. 😂

The villagers to the reader: “What do u even see in that guy!?!?” 🤨

Reader: “He makes me laugh 😏”

Bcuz of this experience, reader decides it’s time to no longer hide their relationship. And proudly shows off her man to the village, lots of pda with a very flustered but happy Bruno. 😊💕✨After all that, Reader and Bruno have a picnic date together, where smut ensues~👀✨

(BONUS POINTS if reader is taller than Bruno 😭🙏🏻✨)

(Sorry for the long request. I tried to be specific as possible, no worries if u can’t write all of it ^^)

Thanks again and have a good day. ❤️

Mi Vida (Bruno Madrigal x F!Reader)

Pairing: Bruno Madrigal x F!Reader Category: Fluff/Smut  Warnings: PDA, Secret (not so secret) Relationship, Unwanted Flirting, Hand Jobs, Oral Sex (M! and F! Receiving), Delayed Orgasm, Sub!Bruno Madrigal, Unprotected P in V Sex (You Know to the Drill), Cowgirl Position, Semi-Public Sex, Cumming Too Quickly, Cum Eating, Swearing, Pet Names   Word Count: 6.5k+ A/N: OMG Bruno is literally my favorite Disney character! 😭🙏🏻💗 Thank you so much for your sweet request and I hope you enjoy!

“¡Muchas gracias, Señora (L/N)!” Mirabel chirped as she took the box of fresh Aborrajados from you [Thank you very much, Ms!]. You smiled and gave the young woman a short nod, some flour still caked on your face after rushing over from your bakery.

“De nada, Mirabel,” you smiled warmly [You're welcome]. You caught a glimpse of Bruno slinking behind one of the newly reconstructed pillars of Casita, his eyes soft and lips drawn into a sheepish smile. You giggled softly and leaned down to Mirabel. “Tell your familia I said hello,” you grinned warmly [family]. She hummed before following your line of sight. Bruno tensed and quickly tried to shift back into the shadows…only to trip over a large potted plant.

You gasped and nearly rushed to his side before he stumbled back to his feet. Bruno’s eyes were as wide as saucers as his cheeks flushed with pink. The dark-haired man flashed you a toothy grin and gave you a small wave. You giggled and waved back. Mirabel looked between the two of you and gave a small smile.

“Thank you again for the treats,” the young woman beamed. You blinked.

“Hm? Oh, you’re welcome,” you said before stealing another glance of your beloved…only to find him gone from your line of sight. "Buenas noches, Mirabel," you sighed while giving her a tired smile. The young girl gave a quick nod before you saw yourself off. A soft sigh left your lips as Casita slowly closed the front doors with a light creak. You bit the inside of your cheek as you turned on your heel, the sun already starting to set over the crest of the tall mountains surrounding the Encanto.

Suddenly, a high-pitched squeak resonated through the air. You froze in place before hearing it again, this time followed by a soft rustling of leaves. You slowly took a few steps closer towards a bush nearby, your heart pounding beneath your chest as you hesitantly pushed the branches back. You gasped when a baby capybara suddenly poked its head out; it's button eyes sparkling as it titled its head curiously. You cooed and bent down, your large, colorful skirt billowing around your legs as you picked up the tiny creature.

“Aw, que linda,” you murmured [how cute]. The little, furry pup tilted its head to the other side and sniffed your hand before squeaking happily. You laughed softly as it rubbed its head against your palm and flicked its ears. You looked up when you heard Alma Madrigal and the others gathering around in the dining room, their voices filtering through the open window just above your head.

"What are those, mi vida?" Julieta asked her youngest daughter as she carried the box of treats into the room.

"Aborrajados. (Y/N) brought them from her bakery just now," the young woman piped up. You smiled as you stroked the capybara's soft fur while it cuddled up in your lap.

"(Y/N), eh?" Felix asked. Mirabel hummed in reply as she took her seat. "I remember when your Tío Bruno had the biggest crush on her when we were teenagers," he chuckled. You cover ed your mouth and giggled as you recalled the first time you caught Bruno staring at you in the marketplace; his hand picking at a loose strand of his ruana as he gave you a shy smile.

"Aha, yep," you heard Bruno chuckle nervously before he started to drum his fingers on the table. The sound of silverware clinking filled the air as the family began to feast on their meal.

"She's always been such a sweet girl. Remember when she danced with you at Julieta's wedding?" Alma piped up. You could imagine your love tugging at the collar of his brown shirt as cleared his throat.

"S-Sí, Mamá," he muttered. A giddy smile crossed your features as you recalled him constantly muttering apologies for stepping on your feet...only for you to hush him with a quicky peck on his cheek. You've never seen someone blush such a deep shade of red in your life.

"I always wondered why she never married. She's the most beautiful woman in the whole village," Félix stated nonchalantly. You felt a gust of wind explode from the room as a low rumble of thunder reverberated across the walls. "That is…the most beautiful woman after you, mi amor," the man's voice wavered nervously. You could only imagine the look of irritation on Pepa's face.

"You know, I always wondered why she never found a husband, either," Mirabel said. You tucked your bottom lip beneath your teeth as you shifted your gaze to your beloved. His face was drawn with a tense expression as he sucked in a sharp breath, his fingers almost vibrating against the table as he bounced his leg.

"Probably because we've been seeing each other this whole time," Bruno suddenly blurted out. Your jaw dropped as the whole room went dead silent.

For so long, he refused to confess your relationship to the village...let alone his own family. You understood why - even after he “returned” to the Encanto and helped rebuild his home, quite a few villagers were still weary of the prophetic Madrigal. Despite the countless times you've reassured him that you didn't care what everyone else thought, he refused to allow his reputation to "ruin you".

You were pulled back to the present when you heard the Madrigal's whisper amongst themselves.

“Really?” Bruno’s brother-in-law, Agustín, bluntly asked.

“Agustín,” Julieta chastised her husband with a loud whisper. You peeked through the window as you cradled the pup in your arms, your fluttering as you waited for Bruno to continue. The whites of his eyes nearly swallowed the two pools of hazel resting within them as he gulped. Your beloved eventually took a deep breath and puffed out his chest a little.

“S-Sí,” he answered while knocking on the wooden surface of the table. A long pause remained as your heart skipped a beat. You anxiously held your breath as you studied the faces of everyone in the room. The family members exchanged glances before a low rumble of chuckles filtered through the dining room. You furrowed your brows as amused smiles washed over their faces.

"That's a good one, bro!" Félix chortled before slapping his hand on the table.

“B-But it’s true!” Bruno stammered as he frantically looked around. Your heart burned as you clenched your jaw and narrowed your eyes. His gaze locked with his youngest nieces as he furrowed his brows. “You believe me…right, Mirabel?” your love asked with pleading eyes. His niece tensed in her seat, her lips drawn in a tight line.

“I…I don’t know, Tío,” she sighed while looking down at her lap. Bruno's shoulders slumped as he wrung his hands together. “I mean, it’s not impossible…but how come you never really mentioned it until now?” Mirabel questioned. The chatter suddenly broke when the youngest Madrigal, Antonio, gasped.

“Where did Sofia go?!” he cried. You squeaked and ducked your head as everyone began to scramble around the dining room. You looked down at the baby capybara and raised your brows while it sniffed your palm.

"I'm guessing that's you," you whispered. You flinched when someone suddenly poked their head out the window. You instantly relaxed as Bruno met your gaze.

“Hola, hermoso,” you murmured [Hello, handsome]. Bruno blinked, his cheeks still dusted with scarlet as he gave you an uneasy expression.

“Hi…” he quietly replied as his eyes trailed down to your lap. "You found Sofia," he muttered. You giggled and nodded as you handed him the pup...but not before you stole a quick kiss on his cheek. Bruno's eyes widened as you let your lips linger against his stubbly skin.

“I could come inside there right now and prove them wrong, you know,” you said as you twirled one of his thick, curly locks between your fingers. You leaned forward a little more, your warm breath falling against his lips as he nearly dropped the young pup. "I've missed the feeling of your lips against mine," you purred. Your love swallowed thickly as he stared at your mouth with his deep, hazel eyes.

“Is she out there, Bruno?!” his sister, Pepa, suddenly shouted nearby. He tensed and shifted his gaze between the dining room and you. Bruno squeezed his eyes shut and sighed heavily.

“Lo siento, mi corazón,” he murmured while giving you an apologetic look [I’m sorry, my heart]. You reached out as he dipped back inside, leaving you kneeling on the patch of grass below. You sighed while everyone rejoiced in the dining room, happy to have found Antonio’s little friend. You smoothed your hands over your skirt before slowly rising to your feet. Your heart ached for your beloved as you began to walk away from Casita, the house shutters groaning and waving at you as if beckoning you to return. You simply shook your head before turning back to the stone path ahead of you.

The sky was painted with a collage of orange and blue hues as you stepped into the village. Streetlights flickered overhead as your footsteps echoed down the pathways. You scoffed and rolled your eyes when one of your many “suitors” suddenly stepped into view.

“I was wondering where you’d run off to, Señora,” the tall, muscular man lilted as he flashed you a blinding grin. You tried to pay him no mind as you walked past him. You gasped when he suddenly rushed forward and stood in the way of your abode. He held a single red rose towards you as his eyes flickered with desire. A bitter taste washed over your tongue as you crossed your arms.

“And I wondering when you’d learn to take a hint, Sebastian,” you huffed, venom laced in every word that fell from your lips. The man placed a hand over his chest as if cradling a fresh wound.

“Oh, mi mariposa. When are you going to realize that no one else in this village is fit to be your husband except me?" he cooed [my butterfly]. You rolled your eyes again before pushing past him. You muttered to yourself as you yanked your key out of your pocket. You sighed as he slid his hand against the wall of your home while hovering over you.

"You know I'm one of the second richest men in the entire Encanto. And I could provide for you...in more ways than one," he purred while going to tuck some hair behind your ear. You scoffed in disgust as you yanked on your doorhandle. You quickly stepped inside and blocked him from entering, your fingers white-knuckling the threshold of your precious bakery.

“I’ll never realize it - you know why? It’s because of three simple words: I’m. Not. Interested,” you spat before slamming the door in his face. You huffed and quicky locked the door behind you.

"¿Dios, alguna vez me dejará en paz?" you groaned while running your hand down your face [God, will he ever leave me alone?]. A small pang echoed inside your chest as you gazed around the empty room, the last sliver of golden light fading from the walls as the sun dipped past the ridge. You sighed as you lit a candle and stepped towards the back of the bakery where you resided.

You frowned as you shuffled into your personal kitchen - a plate of arepas waiting on the slightly chipped surface of your counter. You sighed and slowly pulled the towel back before snatching one from the plate.

Your eyes suddenly lit up just as you took a small bite from the pastry. A playful smirk stretched across your face as a wicked idea crossed your mind.

You refused to allow Bruno’s family to accuse him of lying...and you knew just what to do.

+++

Mirabel blinked when she opened the door for you the next morning.

“¿Señora (Y/N)?” she asked as she eyed the stack of boxes in your arms. You gave the young woman a bright smile.

“Buenos días, Mirabel,” you grinned ear to ear [Good morning]. She tilted her head and pursed her lips.

“I don’t remember us ordering anything else from you this week,” Mirabel said. You laughed, the boxes bouncing a little as you gave her a shrug.

“Sí. I just wanted to show my…appreciation for la familia Madrigal, so I whipped up some breakfast pastries for you all,” you chirped. She raised her dark brows.

“Well, thank you! That’s very thoughtful. I’ll just-“ you pulled the boxes away and shook your head.

“Oh, no need, my dear. I’d be more than happy to carry the boxes wherever you need them,” you said. Mirabel blinked.

“Uh…okay,” she said before pushing her green glasses up the bridge of her nose. You followed her inside as she led you towards the back. “This way: we usually eat breakfast outside,” Mirabel commented as she held the door open for you. You saw the family setting the table as you walked through the threshold.

“Thank you, Mirabel,” you beamed. The young woman nodded as she watched you walk over to the long table. Everyone except for your beloved were preparing for the first meal of the day.

“¡Ah, Señora (L/N)!” Alma called with a bright smile. You reflected her expression as you walked over, Julieta coming to your aid and helping you set the boxes down. “To what do we owe the pleasure?” the matriarch of the family asked. You maintained your bright smile as you held your hands out in front of you.

“Oh, I just wanted to stop by and show my appreciation for La Familia Madrigal,” you motioned towards the boxes. You watched as Isabella opened one of the boxes to sneak out a pastry…only for the real Isabella to clear her throat with a raised brow. Camilo sighed as he shifted back to his original form and slipped the treat back inside.

“How thoughtful,” Alma said while clapping her hands together. “Would you like to stay for breakfast? We simply have too much food now,” she offered with a chuckle. You placed a hand over your chest.

“Oh, Señora, you’re too kind,” you said. Alma grinned ear to ear.

“Please, I insist,” she replied while motioning towards an empty seat Casita was already nudging across the tiles. You pretended to think about it for a moment before shrugging.

“Mmm...okay!” you said with a large grin. Alma’s eyes lit up as she smiled.

“Excellent! I’ll have one of the boys get a plate for you,” she grinned with a nod. You smiled before making your way over to an empty chair. Antonio’s eyes lit up as you sat next to him. Sofia slept soundly in his lap as he gave you a toothy grin.

“Thank you for finding Sofia yesterday,” he whispered. You chuckled softly.

“You're welcome, Antonio,” you whispered back. You thanked Agustín as he brought you a plate while the rest of the family filed in. You turned when the little one tugged on your sleeve.

"Everyone said that Tío Bruno was lying, but Sofia told me he wasn't," he said. You smiled when Sofia perked her head up at her name.

"Muchas gracias, Sofia," you whispered gently. Bruno suddenly came stumbling out the door, his hair bunched up in a mess and clothes disheveled as he leaned on the doorframe. You pursed your lips when you saw his pupils blown wide as he panted heavily.

“Forgive my son - he’s always been a late riser,” Alma smiled. Bruno straightened his green ruana before locking eyes with you. You gave him a warm, genuine smile as he froze.

"Mi vida..." he muttered under his breath [my life]. Everyone at the table watched as you rose from your seat and sauntered over to your man. You saw the shock grow in his eyes as you approached him, your lips parted as you dusted some sand from his dark, curly hair.

“I’m so happy to see you…darling,” you said aloud. The whole family gasped when you dipped your head down and kissed his cheek, letting your soft lips rest against his face as you slid your palms onto his thin shoulders. Bruno flapped his hands as his eyes widened even more, the rest of his body as stiff as a statue. You cooed and cupped his cheek as his face flushed with red.

“M-Mi cielo…” he whispered while nervously glancing back and forth between you and his family [my heaven]. You smoothed your thumb across his stubble as you smiled.

“Hermoso…it’s time,” you murmured. Bruno gulped as you slipped your hands into his and squeezed them gently. He straightened his shoulders as much as he took a deep breath and nodded. You beamed before turning to the barrage of shocked faces. Bruno cleared his throat as he clenched your hands.

“Mi familia, this is mi amor...(Y/N),” he smiled sheepishly while motioning towards you [my love]. You smiled and waved at the family.

“It’s nice to be properly acquainted with you all,” you giggled before tucking a strand of loose hair behind your ear. The table quickly erupted into utter chaos.

“Are you for real?!" Félix boomed.

“Are you sure this isn’t an elaborate prank?!” Isabella gawked.

"I knew this whole time," Dolores shrugged with a quiet whisper.

You and Bruno turned to each other, his face turning red once again as he shrank and winced under their rapid-fire questions. You placed your index finger and thumb against the corners of your lips before whistling loudly. The entire family quickly came to a halt as they whipped their heads towards you.

“I'd be happy to answer all of your questions…if you’ll still have me for breakfast, that is,” you said with a twinkle in your eye. They all slowly sat back down in their chairs while Alma cleared her throat.

“Of course,” the matriarch said with a small smile before motioning towards two empty seats.

A Few Days Later…

“Are you sure about this, mi vida?” Bruno asked nervously as he kept his hood up. You gave him a gentle smile as you pulled his hood back down. The two of you stood in the dimly lit foyer of Casita, a picnic basket slung around your free arm and a quilt over his.

“Absolutely,” you replied with a firm nod. Bruno swallowed thickly as he tugged his hood over his curly locks once more. You sighed and gave him a patient smile before flipping it back over.

"Mi amor, I don't want to spend the day with Hernado, or Jorge, or any other persona of yours...I want to spend it with you," you cooed. Bruno perked his head up as he finally let his hood remain draped over his shoulders. You giggled as he suddenly nuzzled his face against your collarbone, the top of his head brushing against your chin.

“Gracias, mi amor,” he said with a hushed whisper. You smiled brightly as you pecked the crown of his head.

"You're welcome," you replied. "Now...let's go show the village who I belong to," you winked while playfully bumping his hip with yours. Bruno chuckled softly as the two of you stepped outside hand-in-hand, the mid-afternoon sun hanging high above your heads as you began to stroll through the front yard of the Madrigal estate.

You felt Bruno's grip on your hand tighten as you approached the village.

"I'm right here," you reassured while brushing your thumb over his knuckles. Bruno nodded and took a deep breath. You grinned before stopping in your tracks and kissing his temple. You giggled as his cheeks grew red as you moved your lips to his nose.

"(Y-Y/N)," he muttered before going to pull his hood over his eyes. You giggled at his bashful behavior and placed your hands over his wrists.

"What? I'm just letting the village know how much I adore my Bruno," you beamed before peppering his face with more kisses. His cheeks burned even more as he white-knuckled the hood of his ruana.

You chuckled before quietly continuing your walk alongside him. Several villagers turned their heads as you passed by. You swayed your hips side to side, flaunting your beloved as you slung your arm around his.

Bruno immediately stopped when you suddenly stooped down and pressed your lips against his. You gasped when he suddenly reached up on his tip-toes and kissed you back.

"Bruno," you said with a breathless look while he pulled away. You heard a few young girls giggle nearby before their mothers shooed them away. The two of you shared a quiet laugh before continuing through the bustling market. Bruno seemed to relax with every step he took, his tense expression softening as he sighed. The sun peeked out from the parted clouds, the golden rays beaming down on your face as you inhaled deeply.

The two of you exchanged smiles as you made your way out of the small town and towards the lush, serene forest. You sighed as the two of you hiked through the dense brush before coming upon a familiar opening. Bruno wore a goofy grin as the two of you began to unfold the quilt and set the food out. You hummed a little tune while grabbing a bottle of wine before Bruno cleared his throat.

“Here: let me get that for you, mi amor,” he grinned. You raised your brows and handed him the bottle and opener.

“By all means, hermoso,” you giggled. Your love winked before he screwed the opener on. You watched as he fought and struggled with the cork, his elbows flapping wildly as he muttered to himself. You gasped when he fell back, the bottle flying out of his hands and into the brush. He flinched when the sound of glass shattering echoed through the forest, several toucans and other birds flying out afterwards. The two of you exchanged glances before bursting into laughter.

“It’s okay: I prefer the taste of your lips anyway,” you purred before pecking his lips. Bruno chuckled as he cupped your face.

“And I yours,” he murmured and brushed some hair out of your face. The two of you enjoyed the next hour as you fed each other the delectable treats you packed.

You eventually found your head in his lap as he slipped a plump grape past your soft lips. You closed your eyes as you savored the sweetness of the fruit and slowly. A gentle breeze swept over the forest as you sighed happily.

"Do you remember what happened the first time we came here, hermoso?" you lilted while opening your eyes. Your lover's breath hitched as he nearly choked on a piece of fruit. You flipped yourself over and rubbed Bruno's back as he cleared his throat.

"I-uh-I do," he flushed while picking at a blade of grass. You smiled and bit your lip, your breasts peeking out from beneath your lacy, white blouse as you wiggled your hips.

"We were both so nervous," you said as you slid your hand over his thigh. Bruno's gasped as you rested your chin between his ankles, your eyes locked on his crotch as he gulped. "But you did so well…made me the happiest girl in the whole world that night," you purred while sliding both of your hands up his legs and beneath his ruana. Bruno swallowed thickly as he fell back on his forearms, his legs spread out as you pounced on him like a lithe jaguar. His breath quickened as you hovered above him, your barely covered breasts grazing over his chest.

"Would you like to relive that moment?" you whispered as your lips brushed over his. You swore his eyes nearly shot out of his head as his face burned a bright red.

"B-But mi amor...what if someone sees us?" he muttered with a shaky breath. You chuckled before pecking his lips while rolling up his ruana, revealing his scruffy happy trail that led to the bulge growing beneath his slacks.

“Don't worry, we're far enough in the forest," you whispered into his ear while tracing your fingertips down his lean stomach. "No one will see or hear a thing," you said as your lips curled into a seductive grin. You felt his muscles tense beneath your light touch as you hooked your fingers around the band of his pants and tugged them down his lean thighs. Bruno gasped as his semi-hard cock sprang free, his tip growing flush as his shaft twitched in the exposed air.

You smiled as you dipped your head down and captured his lips in a passionate kiss. Bruno moaned softly and gripped your hips as your lips caressed one another in a heated embrace. He gasped as you slid your hand all the way down his stomach before wrapping your fist around the base of his burning, veiny shaft. You panted against his mouth as you gently squeezed his length.

"Pobracito...you're so pent up," you cooed before swiping your warm tongue along his bottom lip [Poor thing]. Bruno's eyes rolled back as you began to slowly pump your tight fist around his dick. Quiet moans fell past his parted lips before you slipped your tongue inside his wet cavern. He squeaked and bucked his hips forward as your tongues entangled with a wet squelch. You groaned into his mouth as you continued to rub his aching cock, each noise and shift of his hips causing the damp spot in your panties to grow wetter.

“Mmmm-mi corazón,” Bruno whined when you pulled back for air - a thick string of spit connecting your swollen lips as he breathed heavily. His cock twitched as you smeared a hot bead of precum across his flush tip. You cooed and kissed along his jaw as he arched into your touch.

“Would you like to feel my warm, tight mouth wrapped around your cock, Papi? Hm?” you husked into his ear as you continued to stroke his now rock-hard shaft [Daddy]. Bruno released a guttural groan as he writhed against your body.

“S-Sí…por fa, Mami,” he panted while desperately trying to gain any friction against his dick [Yes…please, Mommy]. You grinned and nipped at his ear before trailing your lips down his jaw and neck. Bruno's eyes grew half-lidded as he watched you create a painting of hickeys and small bite marks across his skin, goosebumps rising wherever your lips landed.

“I love all the cute noises you make, Brunito,” you chuckled against his collar bone before lashing your tongue against his bare skin.

“(Y-Y/N), por favor. Te necesito,” your lover begged while rocking his hips into your tight, warm grip [I need you]. You grinned and licked over the tiny bite mark before shuffling down his body. You swiped your tongue over your lips before letting your hot breath fan over his dick. Bruno's eyes grew clouded with lust as you pecked his bulbous tip, the salty taste of his precum leaking over your tastebuds while you moaned. Your beloved groaned as you swirled your wet muscle around his tip in sloppy, wet circles.

“M-Mierda,” Bruno hissed between gritted teeth as he watched you wrap your lips around his head before shallowly bobbing your mouth up and down his throbbing shaft [Shit]. You moaned and hollowed your cheeks, a wet slurping sound reverberating through the air as you took him in deeper with every dip of your head. You relished in the way your lover trembled as you cupped his balls in your free hand, tenderly massaging his sac as you fluttered your lashes. His dick felt so heavy as it glided along your tongue, the texture making your pussy clench and ache for the familiar drag of his shaft.

“God, (Y/N),” he moaned and bucked into your slick cavern, drawing a small gag from you. You gazed into his eyes when he gasped and shifted back, leaving your lips wrapped half-way around his sex. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t-“ his jaw went slack when you grabbed one of his hands and placed it on top of your head. You tilted your head to the side and began to quicken your pace, your spit now smearing down his balls as you squeezed them in a loving grip.

“A-Ah!” Bruno yelped as he grabbed your luscious hair, his nails digging into your scalp as you eagerly sucked him off. You squealed when he gripped your hair and guided you along his length, his eyes half-lidded and lit with pure desire. “S-Sí, Mami - tan buena,” he rumbled [Yes, Mommy - so good]. You smiled and kept your cheeks hollowed as you took him deeper and deeper. You moaned as you felt his cock twitch inside your mouth, his tip now soaking the back of your tight throat with salty precum.

Bruno's grunts and cried grew more desperate before you suddenly pulled off of his length with a slick “pop”. His eyes snapped open as he looked at you with a mix of confusion and yearning.

“(Y/N),” he whined and desperately thrusted his hips up. You immediately stole his attention the second you shuffled out of your white bloomers and skirt, the fabric falling onto the blanket with a soft thud. Bruno’s face turned cherry red as you pulled your shirt above your head, revealing your supple breasts to his hungry eyes. You giggled at his dumbfounded expression as you slowly sank down onto your knees and straddled his waist.

"Lo siento, Papi...but I need to feel you inside me," you sighed as you slowly grinded your hips against his. Bruno's eyes rolled back as your wet pussy lips caressed the sides of his cock with every stroke of your hips.

"Fuck, Mami," he whined as he wrapped his hands around your waist. You sighed and smoothed your palms over his slightly hairy chest as he dug his nails into your supple flesh. You moaned as the weeping tip of his cock glided over your puffy clit - pulses of pleasure sweeping through your empty heat as you gazed into his eyes.

"You feel so good beneath me, Brunito," you murmured while cupping his cheek. Bruno's bottom lip jutted out as he gulped.

"Mi vida, please," Bruno grunted as he gave you a soft, pleading look. You grinned softly and laid your hands on his stomach while you adjusted your hips. He gasped when you wrapped one of your hands around his dick, rubbing his head against your entrance teasingly before deeply gazing into his eyes.

You released a heavy sigh as you slowly sank down on his hard cock, his length deliciously gliding against your gummy walls with a wet squelch.

"Oh bebé," you moaned as you arched your back. You shivered as you buried yourself down to the hilt, a rush of heat swelling through your core as his dark bush gently brushed against your bundle of nerves. You paused for a few seconds, relishing in the feeling of his dick stuffing you to the brim while he panted beneath you. You swallowed thickly before you raised your hips and brought them back down.

The forest was filled with your combined grunting and moaning as you bounced on his cock. The sound of wet slapping between your hips made your legs shake as Bruno sank his nails into your hips.

"You stretch me so good, hermoso," you whispered as you leaned forward, your breasts now pushed against his chest while you captured his mouth in another sloppy, heated kiss. You smiled as you felt his cock twitch inside you, his head kissing your soft cervix each time you gracefully brought your hips back down. He gasped for air when you pulled back.

“Mami, I-I’m so close,” he said through gritted teeth as he dug crescents into your perfect hips. He shivered as you kissed along his scruffy jaw, your walls sucking him in and sweetly caressing his swollen dick. You soon sat back up on your knees, your breasts bouncing as you sped up your movements.

“Go on, Bruno: claim this pussy with your cum,” you moaned. You squeaked when he shoved your hips down as he released a deep, guttural groan. You trembled above him as you felt streams of his thick, hot cum paint your gummy walls as he stiffened beneath you.

“Sí, Sí,” Bruno mewled like a broken record as he writhed with pleasure. You moaned as you felt the sticky mess between your two bodies, a few beads of his thick cum leaking from the seam of your stretched out hole.

“Mmm, Papi,” you sighed as you rubbed your hands over his chest. Bruno slowly opened his eyes - his hazel pools glossed over with pleasure as he heaved.

“Did you…” his voice trailed off as he furrowed his brows and gazed at the space where your sexes were snugly joined. You chuckled softly and shook your head.

“No, but it’s-“ your eyes widened, the world around you passing in a blur as Bruno suddenly laid on top of you. You blinked as he cradled the back of your head with his soft palm, his long fingers smoothing through your locks as he panted above you.

“Por fa, mi princessa…déjame mimarte,” he rumbled while pressing soft kisses to the junction between your jaw and neck [Please, my princess…let me spoil you]. You moaned as he peppered your sensitive pulse with kisses as his hands smoothed over your breasts. A soft sigh escaped you as he gently rubbed his thumbs over your perky nipples, his mouth suckling on your exposed skin as he slowly pulled the rest of his soaked length out of you.

You mewled at the emptiness, prompting your love to coo and lick a bold stripe over your pulse.

“Bebé,” you keened while stroking your fingers through his thick, dark hair. Bruno’s eyes sparkled as he gave you a sheepish smile.

“What I want to do is a bit…different, if that’s alright,” he said as his cheeks tinted with pink. You chuckled softly and kissed his forehead.

“You know I’ll still enjoy it,” you said while smoothing your thumb over his cheek. Bruno’s smile grew before he took a deep breath. Your body trembled with anticipation as he traced his lips between the valley of your breasts and down your soft stomach. Your jaw went slack when he slung your legs over his shoulders, his warm breath falling across your dripping sex as he licked his lips.

Bruno flicked his eyes back to you, hesitantly waiting for your response.

“It’s alright, Brunito,” you reassured him with a soft whisper. Your beloved snacked his lips again before delicately tracing the tip of his tongue around your swollen clit. Your legs shook around his head as he moaned against your sex, the vibrations of his voice sending ripples of pleasure through your core.

“God,” you moaned as Bruno swiped his tongue along your drenched slit - his wet muscle collecting your combined juices before he hungrily slurped it up. You gasped when he teased your weeping entrance, shallowing pumping his tongue inside your cunt as his nose rubbed against your sensitive bundle of nerves.

“S-Sí, Papi. Sigue adelante,” you breathed as you tugged on his dark locks [Yes, Daddy. Keep going]. Bruno grunted as he closed his eyes, savoring the flavor of your cunny while flattening his tongue over your folds. You moaned and rolled your hips against his face, his stubble lightly scraping over the inside of your thighs as he swayed his head back and forth.

Your eyes nearly crossed when he suddenly puckered his lips around your engorged bud, a cry of bliss escaping from your throat as the tension in your lower belly swelled.

“B-Bruno,” you gulped for air as he spread your labia apart with his nimble fingers. Both of you shared a quiet gasp when he teased the rim of your entrance. His lips curled and suckled on your clit as he slowly pushed a digit inside, causing the thick cream stuffed inside your cunt to come pouring out.

“Mi vida,” Bruno whispered, his lips dancing over your mound before he dove back in. Stars began to spark in your vision as he curled his digit against your plush g-spot while he slowly worked another one inside. Your legs trembled as he steadily pumped his fingers in and out of your fluttering hole; every dip and curve of his digits perfectly massaging your walls.

“Sí, p-por fa,” you moaned as he sloppily made out with your clit while thrusting his fingers deeper with every stroke. Your lover groaned as you raised your hips, his grip around your thighs tightening as he rumbled lowly. You screwed your eyes shut as you felt the delicate surface of his warm tongue caress over your slit. Bruno continued to moan as he savored the sweetness of your juices while spreading your hole open with his digits.

You suddenly came with a final long drag of his tongue against your clit.

“Bruno!” you screamed his name as you snapped your hips forward, his face completely buried against your cunt as you cried and thrashed in his grip. Your melodic moans cascaded through the forest as you heard him slurp up your thick cream, his eyes rolling back as your gummy walls pulsed around his fingers. You mewled and fucked yourself on his digits as you came; completely soaking his hand with your arousal.

You whined and babbled incoherently as your body shook with pure bliss, jaw slack and eyes nearly crossed.

“God, yes,” you swallowed thickly as tears of pleasure rolled down your flush cheeks. You slowly blinked your eyes open as the overwhelming pleasure began to fade. Bruno’s nostrils flared as he exhaled through his nose, hid eyed glowing with pure admiration as he laid a soft kiss over your puffy cunt. You flinched as you felt him smile against your folds.

The two of you simply gazed into each other’s eyes for several moments before he slowly placed your hips down on his lap.

“That was…amazing,” you said breathlessly. Bruno chuckled as another sheepish smile crossed his features.

“I’m glad I made you feel so good, mi amor,” he beamed, pride glowing in his eyes as he slipped away. Your face burned when you saw how soaked his chin was as he licked his lips. Bruno cooed and patted your hip as he slowly pulled his fingers out of your tenderly fucked pussy. You smiled and kept your arms open as he crawled on top of you, his soft, soaked dick slipping against your sex as he planted a sweet kiss on your lips. You sighed and brushed your fingertips through Bruno's hair as he laid his head on your chest.

"Te amo mucho, mi vida," your lover whispered as he laid his head on your chest [I love you so much]. You smiled warmly as you placed a soft kiss on the crown of his head.

"Te amo mucho, mi corazón," you murmured.

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Mariana Rivera Madrigal Headcanons;

Her full name is Mariana Isabela Luisa Rivera Madrigal. 

She was named her dad's mom, both her mom's sisters, and Mariano (who Mirabel and Miguel are both close to). 

She's eleven years old by d3.

She has the gift of Artistic Creation (meaning she can bring artwork to life, her own most easily). 

She is the daughter of Mirabel Madrigal and Miguel Rivera. 

She is a triplet. The other 2/3s of the trio are Marcelo and Marisol. She is the middle triplet. 

Their birthday is October 25th. 

Her favorite colors are green, black, and yellow. Her least favorite color is brown. 

She's a student at the Encanto’s only public school but will likely transfer to Auradon Prep when she's older if given the chance.

She's the only one of her siblings (so 1 out of 5) who doesn't need glasses. She has a phase when she's older where she wears lensless glasses for a solid couple of years because of this. 

Mariana wants to be a famous illustrator or artist when she grows up and has practiced for the position by helping Marcelo and Marisol make a cookbook— among other things. If she can't be either of those though, she'd settle for being an animator or video game graphics designer.

Her gift isn't just limited to paintings or drawings. It extends to statues and toys as well, and even taxidermy (as she learned when visiting a friend's house, since you know, the taxidermied animals in her house were already alive long before she was born).

Mariana will often times bring her toys, the statue of Alejandra in the courtyard, and the paintings in the house alive when she's bored or when one of her siblings/cousins needs an audience for something.

Where Marcelo is a mama’s boy and Marisol is neither a mama’s or daddy's girl, Mariana is a daddy's girl. 

Mariana has been told that she resembles her paternal Abuela Luisa, bisabuela Alma, her Tía Isabela, and her mamá quite a bit.

Mariana knows all the Auradon gossip because she's curious and Marisol is all too willing to tell her.

The eleven year old has been described as wildly curious, courteous, trusting, gentle, and fun loving as well as graceful, clever, imaginative, creative, loving, and well-mannered.

She can also be quite sad, impatient, cautious, lonely, and clingy, but not many people know that.

Mariana wants to go to art school after she graduates highschool.

Currently Mariana is single, though she is also starting to notice boys. 

Mariana is friends with Gronosis of Camelot, and Garanwyn of Camelot. 

Out of her siblings, she's the closest to Vera and Marcelo. She loves Marisol but her triplet drives her crazy and she loves Renata but they don't spend much time together since Renata doesn't like leaving her room often. 

Her favorite aunt is Luisa, her favorite grandparent is her abuela Luisa, her favorite uncle is Ryder, her favorite sibling is Marcelo, her favorite sister is Vera, and her favorite cousin is Silvia.

Mariana and Marisol can out argue Isabela and Mirabel, much to everyone’s displeasure. It is very hard to break up a fight between them if you aren't Marcelo. 

Mariana's favorite candy is Chocolates Madrigal. Her least favorite is fairy bubble gum because the whole memory of it nearly stealing Marisol is a traumatic one. 

Mariana can't stand Marisol and Marcelo's favorite book ‘The Tales of Flynnigan Ryder’ but will occasionally sit through it for them. 

Her favorite book is Catalino Bocachica, but she also likes Zorro, La pobre viejecita, El Terror de Sexto B, Los amigos del hombre, La historia en cuentos, Simón el bobito, and El Renacuajo Paseador. 

Her favorite holiday is Christmas but her second favorite is ancestry day.

Everyone thinks Mariana was the worst of the triplets when they were toddlers but their parents actually confirmed it was Marisol.

Mariana doesn't like bugs or worms, and turns green whenever she sees Mariana playing with her ant and worm farms. 

Mariana's favorite musicians who are not related to her are Celia Cruz and The Sorcerer's Apprentices. She has their albums, CDs, mixtapes, and posters all in her room.

Her favorite song by The Sorcerer's Apprentices is “Charm Me Maybe.”

Bruno is her favorite great uncle .

The yellow flower and the bows she can be seen sporting were gifts from Luisa and Isabela. 

Mariana has a pet elephant named ‘Art’ that Antonio introduced her to. She's taught him how to paint. 

Mariana used to have some one sided beef with Pepa and Arlo because their gifts kept ruining her drawings (Taking inspiration from @igetthedisneybox ‘s oc, Lidia Madrigal, on this one). She's (mostly) outgrown this now.

When Mariana was little, she was really quiet like Antonio used to (and still is to extent) which worried Miguel (like it did Pepa), but Mirabel wasn't as worried about it. 

Mariana is still a bit quiet but less so. Mostly because out of the triplets, she's the one who speaks up when something is bothering one of them (Marisol doesn't like complaining about things she deems childish and Marcelo is much too shy and a people pleaser to do so, which leaves Mariana). 

Mariana does not like going into Bruno's room because of the sand. For reasoning, check reason 10 on this list.

Mariana loves horseback riding (which her Abuelo Agustín taught her) and fencing (which Isabela and Bubo taught her). 

The only time Mariana being quiet ever really bothered Mirabel was when she was a baby—Marisol was colicky and Marcelo was startled easily, so it really freaked her and Miguel out at first until they got used to it. 

Mariana was the messiest of the triplets as a toddler and was the hardest one to get clean because she hated baths and tried to escape them every single time. 

Mariana's favorite animal is an elephant but a close favorite is a hummingbird— which is one of her Tía Luisa’s favorite animals as well. 

She also likes peacocks because they're pretty and remind her of her Abuela Julieta's favorite hat.

Come to think of it, she just really likes birds. 

Mariana collects lots of little things like sea shells and feathers to go into her artworks. 

The only bugs Mariana isn't grossed out by are fireflies because Isabela's room has them and she finds them pretty. It also probably helps that they make it not dark, since Mariana like Luisa and Marcelo is afraid of the dark. 

Mariana's also afraid that she'll never be a good enough artist. 

Mariana used to have two irrational fears: one was that if she got caught in the rain she'd melt and one that if she played with her Papá’s guitar or went in a graveyard she'd end up stuck in the land of the dead. 

She actually used to be really afraid of water in general before she got her gift. Getting it only made it worse. 

She likes her mamá’s door (which has symbols of their family on it) better than her own. 

Mariana knows how to sew but doesn't utilize the skill often. 

Roses are her favorite flowers. Yellow ones in particular. 

Her favorite play is Cruella de Vil on Trial. On an unrelated note, Mariana cannot stand Cruella de Vil. 

She also doesn't like Tourney because she thinks it looks scary. 

Mariana's favorite video game is Hero Rising. 

Her favorite shows are “Auradon’s Classiest Home Videos”, “Widow Tweed’ Neighborhood”, and “Stranger Thingamabobs”. 

She also likes watching Auratube. 

Mariana is … partially responsible for the tv channel ‘Evil Isle’ being removed from air because she accidentally watched an episode of “Cruella de Vil’s Coat Club”. It scared her to tears and well…Abuelita wasn't happy. 

Her favorite business to visit when traveling outside of the Encanto is “The Merry Men Cafe”. 

Mariana also loves flowers, polkadots, and just patterns in general. 

She prefers to sleep in nightgowns because she finds them more comfortable.

Mariana’s been called Mirabel several times by forgetful villagers and doesn't like it. 

Mariana has a stuffed peacock that Mirabel made her when she was a baby that she named “Señora Painted”. 

Has trouble making friends because her drawings are easier to get along with. 

Was very much the kid in school who always tried to eat glue, erasers, paint, etc. 

Chews on her pens and pencils all the time. In fact she has a scar on her lip from when she chewed through the front of her pen and the metal cut open her lip.

Several of her hobbies are related to creativity—painting, photography, drawing, embroidery, gem painting, stop motion, animation, learning to play different types of music, scrapbooking, knitting, crocheting, digital art, sculpting, etc. She wants to learn how to do wood carving too but her parents are holding off on that until she’s a little older. 

She also likes reading, doing crossword puzzles, playing video games, acting (though she’s not good at it), bird watching, and exploring and wouldn’t be opposed to joining a Swords and Shields team when she’s older if her parents allowed for it. 

Can often be seen riding on the back of her pet elephant—something that gave her parents a heart attack when they first saw it. They made her promise to always wear a helmet when she’s on the elephant because they don’t want her to get hurt. 

She made her own bike with the help of her abuelos and both her great uncles, and she, Marcelo, Marisol, Renata, and Vera painted it together. 

Drew a donkeycorn for Silvia’s fifth birthday and brought it to life for a few days. That was how they discovered that Mariana’s gift could have disastrous effects on her health if she keeps the drawings alive for too long. She was out for two weeks. 

She’s thinking of becoming a vegan or vegetarian when she’s older since she doesn’t like most meats but isn’t sure about it right now (Mirabel and Miguel want her to wait till she’s closer to her teens because of the health effects they’ve heard it has on children and she’s keeping that in mind, too). 

She can play the accordion, the piano, and the maracas, and plans to try and learn more. 

Mariana likes learning different languages and can speak English, French, varying types of Spanish, and bits of the romani language (that one Cornel taught her but he doesn’t remember too much of said language so it’s sparse). 

Mariana is jealous of the record player in Marisol’s room because she thinks it’s cool but she won’t admit it if asked by anyone other than Marisol. 

Marisol, Marcelo, Renata, and Vera like to joke that Mariana is ‘gatekeeping the family sight’/ ‘stole all the twenty-twenty vision’. 

She finds skeletons creepy and doesn’t like them. Which is unfortunate because Marcelo dressed as a skeleton for halloween most of their childhood. 

Mariana, on the other hand, made her own costumes—which backfired only once when she accidentally brought her mask to life and couldn’t get out of it (which made her develop a whole new fear). 

She’s a big fan of cosplay and often does intricate ones when able. 

Mariana eats lemons raw.

Mariana can drive—but her parents don’t know that. Only Marisol and Marcelo can. 

Mariana has a black belt and, like her great Tía Pepa, is very good at fighting and has a temper on her.

Mariana chews her nails when nervous. 

Another one of her favorite video games is Fix-it-builds (aka Auradon’s version of Minecraft in my au). 

Mariana is the most fidgety of her siblings. 

She spends a lot of time in the treehouse Agustín, Bruno, Gabriel, and Félix  built for the next gen kids.

Out of the Rivera Madrigal Triplets, Mariana knows the most swears. 

Despite being a bad actor, she has quite a good innocent face that is good at getting her out of trouble. 

Her creations will not hurt her willingly. The only time one ever came close was the time she accidentally brought her halloween mask to life but they eventually figured out that it was just trying to protect her from Marcelo’s costume. 

Once convinced Marcelo for a month that he was found in a KFC bucket next to a dumpster and was rescued after he made her mad (she can’t remember why).

Mariana spends a lot of time with her parental family. More than Marcelo, Marsiol, and Vera do but around the same amount that Renata does. 

She was a bed-wetter as a kid for an embarrassingly long time and didn't have a lot of sleepovers because of it. 

She really likes the band the Donkeyettes and Aziz’s music. 

She’s subscribed to both Aziz and Tulip on Auratube. 

Tulip's channel is “Perfect Perfection and Pranks with Tulip” and is Mariana’s absolutely favorite channel ever. 

Mariana basically hero workshops Tulip now that I think of it. 

(Inspired by Lidia Madrigal again) Mariana got people to finally start remembering her name after a tantrum of hers caused one of her doodle drawings to go on a rampage in the Encanto. 

After this incident several people from Auradon offered to put a ‘hold’ on Mariana’s gift or take it away completely. The people were, of course, chased off by Mirabel, Luisa, and Julieta who were offended by this. 

Mariana was very smug when they found out Santa Claus was real and wouldn’t let Marisol hear the end of it (because of how she told them he wasn’t). 

Had a ‘clone’ nightmare incident one time because she accidently brought a very realistic portrait of her to life while the adults were away and it was left to her cousins to figure out who was the real Mariana. She never brought any picture or artwork of her to life again. 

Mariana is terrified of big dogs. Absolutely terrified. She got attacked by one once who had a bad and irresponsible owner, and has been scared of them ever since (the dog was rehomed to a better owner). 

Mariana has bitten several people for being mean to her family. Mostly people who've been mean to Bruno because there are a lot of them. 

Mariana will burst into song at random for seemingly no reason sometimes. 

She can walk in platform heels.

Her favorite drink is Shape-Shifting Fruit Treats (which a smoothie Julieta makes). 

Her favorite food is Sweet and Savory Corn Balls. 

Her favorite sweet that her family makes is Mystical Gift Cookies. 

Mariana is a horrible liar. 

Mariana is still terrified of  La Llorona. 

Mariana sleeps with a weighted blanket. 

Mariana is clumsier than Marisol but compared to the rest of their siblings and their mother and abuelo, she isn't very clumsy at all. 

She discovered you can hide under rugs while in Casita and now uses that all the time during hide n’ seek. No one can ever find her. 

She proofreads Marisol's books and fanfiction, and edits them when needed. She also writes her own. 

It is very hard to embarrass Mariana and because of that, she is will not hesitate to put herself in embarrassing situations if it means lessening her cousins and siblings’ embarrassment. 

She used to cling to her dad and refuse to let go when she was little whenever they left the house. It was a nightmare when she started school.

When she grows up she plans to get a lot of tattoos and she even has a few decisions for some she had in mind already.

Her door shows her covered in paint, standing beside a canvas with her face on it. 

She has a couple of book shelves in her room along with a radio and a cd player as well as a tv. 

Her baby blanket/quilt is green with yellow roses and a couple of peacock feather patterned squares here and there. 

Her room is about twice as big, if not a little bigger, then the nursery with dark blue, black, and pink bird wallpaper on two of the walls and space where she cannot only draw but paint as well. These drawings are easier to get off with an eraser than they would be on paper. 

Inside her room she has a bed that's big enough to fit her, Marcelo, and Marisol with a green and yellow wooden frame. She has peacock bedsheets and her bed is absolutely covered in pillows and stuffed animals of every shape and size. 

She has a peacock pattern weighted blanket that rests on her bed along with her baby blanket and the green blanket with one of her doodles embroidered on it that her mom made her for her fifth birthday.

The floor in her room is a soft pastel yellow colored carpet that cleans itself. It is the softest carpet you will ever feel. 

The ceiling has the same glow in the dark stars that one of the older kids stuck on the nursery ceiling but it also has glow in the dark hummingbirds on it too. 

After Antonio gave her Art the elephant, she found that her room and door had expanded so that Art could enter and that her room had created a not so little era for him to call his own. 

Mariana’s room also a couple of filing cabinets for her put the drawings she wants to keep, a hummingbird toy chest, a hummingbird chair, and a hummingbird desk. 

She has a couple of pictures of her friends and family up around the room in elephant shaped picture frames. 

She also has a closet where her clothes are stored, a dark room off to the side of her room through another door, and a storage area for her easel and canvases. 

One time, when she had some kids from school over for her birthday, one mean girl wrote some very mean and inappropriate things on one of the walls (which made her cry) and Casita got mad she threw the girl out of the room and out of the house. It caused quite the ruckus but Casita refused to apologize and Mirabel wasn't too keen on apologizing either when she figured out what happened. That girl is still allowed in Casita. 

Got an infection once from doing a stick and poke (a tattoo created by manually poking the skin with a needle dipped in ink). She has a scar from it. She got grounded for that one.

When she's overwhelmed or upset, the drawings in her room refuse to let her leave until she's calmed down . Her creations also are more reluctant to listen to her.