#not enrique

[bookishswordfish]

“Trolls exist!”

“They steal your socks.”

[iloveyousmmm]

heh...heres some more😈😈

im cooked

[arcadianmoonshadowjedi]

What's your favorite joke/funny moment in Trollhunters?

Oh wow it’s actually been years since I last watched trollhunters so I had to think for a little, but I would say any scenes with Not-Enrique lol 🤣 Esp when Jim and Toby first chased him around in Claire’s house or when he invited trolls over for a loud party when Claire was trying to have a girls’ night with Mary and Darci 😂😂😂 That little changeling was so hilarious I freaking love him haha 😭🤣

[lex-crow]

Not-Enrique keeping the ability to turn into Enrique is very fun.

Who do you think he’s flipping off?

[the-flower-named-fire]

Specific Trope of the Day

If I had a nickel for every time I watched a changeling situation being solved with "well, guess I have two kids now", I'd have three nickels.

Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened thrice.

[mysteriesmuse]

StrictLake Wedding: The Oldest Couple

A/N: ok so there’s a ton of people out there redoing ROT and giving us the Strictlake wedding that we were ROBBED of!! But ok imagine they do the first dance of the bride and groom and they do that thing were they call all the married couples onto the floor and they start counting up until there’s one couple left on the floor, and it’s always the one that’s been married the longest! Can u imagine seeing some goth wizard guy who’s looks like he’s in his 20s dancing there with his equally young wife and like most of the crowd is like ???

anywho here it goes bc I need some mega fluff and I’m dying of boredom on my college break (it’s been only like 5 days and I’ve got weeks to go lol)

P.S. IM SO INCREDIBLY HYPE AND PROUD ABOUT THIS ONE. Thank y’all so much for reading it and enjoying it like I did!! 💕

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Arcadia Oaks was finally boasting a lovely sunny California Day with no more random life-threatening or world-ending surprises - quite the rare weather, indeed.

It just made the ceremony all that much more dazzling. . .

Barbara Lake and Walter Strictler were tying the knot.

And they truly out did themselves with their lovely outdoor wedding. They had these huge sprawling canopy tents to cast some shade along the isle and over the many rows of plastic folding chairs. There were lovely white roses in bouquets all over the place. Twinkling fairy lights wound across the tents. A giant table filled with all manners of letters and gifts. Fizzing champagne in ice buckets alongside the long buffet table which boasted a gorgeous 5-tiered cake baked by none other than son, and best man, Jim Lake Jr. himself. His girlfriend Clair Nunez stood as a bridesmaid and over-sought the job of doing Barabara’s hair and makeup for the wedding. His best-friend Toby insisted on being the videotaper and photographer, on the promise that he didn’t add any additional commenting or special effects. Which he swore to, of course, afterall this was for Dr. L. Not-Enrique was the obvious and unanimous choice as ring bearer, after all he had been integral in their life’s since the trollhunters struck out for New Jersey and the Nunez’s all agreed that the real Enrique would likely swallow the rings at best. They had DJ Kleb running the DJ Booth and they had asked Douxie to play some classy live music for the procession. Lastly, the whole affair was being co-officiated by Blinky and Mayor Nunez and the place was filled with dozen of close friends with ample amounts of safe seating for all of their guests.

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“Ahem,” Blinky started, spitting on the microphone and clapping his bottom two hands together, “now that the floor is cleared the Bride and Groom would like to invite all the other married couples onto the floor.”

A crowd of humans and creatures alike slowly began rising from their seats.

Barbara’s gleefully shouted, hanging off her new husbands arm, “Don’t be shy, come on!

“Indeed I’d love to see who can beat the Prismarxs,” Walter retorted chuckling as a doting elderly pair of trolls rose from their seats onto the canopied dance floor. Mayor Nunez glided past them making her way to her husband with a grin, “Sounds like you’re proposing a beat there Walter.”

Strictler cackled, “100 dollars to the Prismarxs being the oldest married couple then. DJ Kleb get your songs ready!”

Next to you Hisirdoux began to shift in his seat as he got onto his feet, “What do you say we get up there and show-off a bit, love?” He cooed with a secret wink in your direction. You giggled and shook your head, curls bouncing around your shoulders as you took Douxies hand and he pulled you to your feet.

The two of you made your way across the grass and over to the improvised plywood dance floor. A bunch of chattering teenage friends and single people left in your wake; a whole crowd of married couples surrounded you at present.

“Look at Douxie and his little bride how sweet!”

“You think they’d been married long?” “I dunno’ it’s kinda hard to tell with wizards huh.” “Remember when we were that young?”

It was a whole new setting for most of them this evening, but you gracefully smiled and draped your free hand around Douxie’s neck fiddling with the chain looped back there.

“I can’t even count how many weddings we’ve been to anymore.” He held your hip and lead with his right foot, “Well darling I think this will be one for the history books. Troll, aliens, and humans alike in attendance; seems rather fantastical to me.” “Yes, well I’m sure you’re right,” you added, “but that wasn’t the point-“

He spun you around. “What was it then?” You repositioned your hand on his shoulder, “well, just that every one reminds me of our wedding.” sliding your hand up and then across the front of his lazily buttoned down shirt and vest where the chain ended and hung right above his chest.

Douxie chuckled turned his head to apologize to the couple who’s shoulders they’d just bumped into as they existed the dance floor, “I don’t think any of them have been much like ours.”

At the sudden surge of memory you threw your head back with a snort.

“No, I don’t think any of them have,” you admitted breathlessly before settling your gaze back onto Douxie’s necklace and fiddling around with the ring hanging from it. Douxie noticed, “Like what you see?” Blinking you noticed his smirk as he eyed your facial expression and gestured his chin down to his low neckline. He deserved the light smack to his chest that you gave him. “Why yes. Otherwise I wouldn’t have married it Mr. “Top-button” what happened to that anyway. When I meet you that summer you’d barely take your shirt off for a dip in the creek. Now you’re almost always coming out of our bedroom with the top few buttons left undone.” “Now, on some occasions it’s not always me.” He defended, “Sometimes someone’s being a little cheeky keen on me, love.” “Oh Hisirdoux!” “Fuzzbuckets, that’s just what I feel in love with!” He deserved the second smack too. “Just say the word Douxie!”

Except it really came out much more light hearted than you intended. And, the notion probably went limp as Douxie pulled you to his chest and threw his arms around you waddling to the tune of the music. A tactic with its saving grace, as your cheeks still felt the heated tinge of that embarrassing chastisement. Gratefully you settled in resting your forehead against his collarbone. A gentle lub of his heartbeat pulsing under your ear. the same one that agreed to put this ring on his finger all those years ago, or rather this ring around his neck. Your chest huffed with a snicker. At least he wears it everywhere you thought pridefully gazing down at your matching engagement where it rested in its traditional placing.

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“Casperans. Hello? Earth to the Casperans?” Blinkus huffed. “You can calm down mate we’re still waiting for you to reach our number.” “Whatever do you mean Douxie we already passed the Prismarxs 504 and you’re still on the dance floor?!” You piped up, “Actually you’re only at 520. We still got a few more decades to be called until we tap out. We’re 551 going on 552 years this winter.” “You heard the lady. We’re wizards people! Now DJ Kleb,” Douxie dramatically pointed over to his friend behind the tables, “our song please and I promise we’ll make this the last Mr. and Mrs. Strictler, but ladies if you can suffer through this last dance in your heels then I do believe we’ve won a bet.” “What do you say Barbara? One more?” The beautiful bride looked at her new loving husband. Then gazed over at her young (appearing) friend and his wife. “Why not? We moved through a couple centuries pretty fast last song. Come on everybody! I’ll throw the bouquet after this!” ———— “And I can’t wait to give them all our tips on conjugal bliss over that free dinner because that bet will practically pay for it!”

“Um, you know it was always gonna be free right, Douxie? It’s at the Lakes house and Jim’s making it.” “Ah I see.” “Oh, we could purchase tickets for those dance classes we’ve been looking at.” “No, correction, you’ve been looking at. Plus look at us,” he grinned, dazzlingly, pulling you towards him as the dance floor filled with bodies of happy people, “we’re already fantastic at it darling.”

[sonicasura]

We haven't heard about Not-Enrique yet.

How does he take Jim as the "shapeshifter" and all these magical and alien shenanigans?

Not-Enrique has an absolute ball. This Changeling oozes pure chaotic energy and already knew Jim was going bring some needed changes. You can bet your ass he took part in the shenanigans or use our hero's larger forms as a makeshift perch.

Don't be surprised if you see NotEnrique chilling on top of Wildmutt and roast marshmallows over Heatblast.

[nikeofmars]

Drawings done in class

[theslayerbrother]

In celebration of Season 3

[edgarmoser]

enrique castillo

[pierppasolini]

Muerte en la Playa (1991) // dir. Enrique Gómez Vadillo

[iloveyousmmm]

more cuz u guys love it sm

[mournfulroses]

Enrique Gonzalez Martinez, from a poem titled "Last Journey," featured in Anthology of Mexican Poetry

[doyoulikethissong-poll]

Enrique Iglesias - Bailamos 1999

"Bailamos" is a song by Spanish singer Enrique Iglesias. It was written by Paul Barry and Mark Taylor and produced by Barry and Brian Rawling, the same team which wrote and produced Cher's hit "Believe". The track first appeared on a limited edition of Iglesias's Spanish studio album Cosas del Amor (1998) and was released as a single in parts of Latin America and Europe. After attending one of Iglesias's concerts in March 1999, Will Smith asked Iglesias to contribute to the soundtrack of his upcoming movie Wild Wild West and "Bailamos" was chosen to appear. Later it was included on Iglesias's fourth and debut English-language album, Enrique (1999).

The track peaked at number one for two weeks on the US Billboard Hot 100 and became the 11th number-one single for Iglesias on the Billboard Hot Latin Tracks chart. The single also peaked at number one on the Billboard Hot Dance Club Songs. "Bailamos" topped the Spanish Singles Chart for five weeks and reached the top 10 in Walloon Belgium, Canada, Germany, Iceland, the Netherlands, New Zealand, Norway, Sweden, Switzerland and the UK. In New Zealand "Bailamos" was the second-most successful single of 1999.

"Bailamos" received a total of 79,4% yes votes!

[aashwarr]

pisces princess. chasity visits her family in newcrest to celebrate her 22nd birthday, only for her to be surprised by a shiny, blue mercedes in the greene manor's driveway.

[practicalsmagic]

JENNA ORTEGA styled by Enrique Melendez, pays homage to Winona Ryder’s character, Lydia Deetz from Tim Burton’s 1988 film Beetlejuice, in custom Thom Browne and accessorized with a OZIAS bag in NYC