#welcome to the family.. madrigal

[sassykitkat22]

Ok so in this predro and alma where like the Romeo and Juliette of the mafia they both came from rival families with different views the only reason they weren't at full out war was because they where on opposite sides of the city

and when alma's father found out she and Pedro where seeing each other he flipped and alma ran away into the night

Pedro's family welcomed her into its after pleading from pedro and bugging from his mother who was a sucker for a good love story

fold and over 2 years she gained their trust and respect by working with them (alma picked up a thing or two from her time back home)

Pedro's father had even given his blessing for them to wed

Unfortunately her father had slowly been working to gain territory coming closer and closer to Pedro's family territory

This is where things semi mirror encanto they we'd and have the triplets only for there to be a invasion

Only the invasion was from the margoto family (alma's bio dads mafia)

And instead of Pedro going alone to confront and try to talk down the invaders, his father and sister came with him

Pedro loves his wife and wanted to see if he could make peace. However it wasn't meant to be

They are all shot down and in their sacrifice and alma's pain a miracle is born

However instead of an encanto being made the miracle makes an underground city

Think a mixture between the encanto, the catacombs and underground city of Naours

Maybe mix in some elements from shoutengai tokyo and Diagon Alley (though for the later maybe just the entrance)

It's colorful, lively and has a tunnel system that spans the whole city thanks to a tram/train system travel is fast

How does all the secret entrance ways and tram car move and work?

CASITA! Well technically her family

That's right Casita isn't the only magic sentient place anymore

The whole place has sentience though different parts have different personalities meaning there is more then one magic sentient area

It's kinda like a hive mind

You can get anywhere in the city and it's well protected

This underground network became sort of a myth only its very real

Since Pedro was next in line to be head of the mafia alma ended up becoming the new head after his death

And yea that's what I have so far

Still need to think of names maybe draw some stuff

I definitely want to work on this more hope you enjoyed this first installment

[synergysilhouette]

"Welcome to Rosas" took inspo from the wrong opening songs

"Wish" is an exhausting topic, but this is not the last time I'm gonna talk about it! I don't remember all the influences the song was said to take influence from, but "Welcome to Rosas" seemed to embody the more upbeat Disney openings, songs that embraced community and how the protagonist fit into it, such as...

However, I think Disney should've went in a different direction, going for a worldbuilding song that was epic and mysterious, dramatic and foreboding, just as much haunting as it was enticing, such as...

(Just now realizing we haven't gotten many epic opening songs for the musicals that fit the criteria lately.)

As an amateur songwriter, I know how hard it can be to write an opening song, but WTR just didn't work, neither in production, lyrics, or entertainment.

[dororoxpenana]

I love Maria so much! She's such a cute OC, and it's cool Bruno FINALLY gets to be the tall one 🤣

Anyway, how does Alma react to them adopting the boys and then having a surprise of their own?

Awwuah you're too kind! ❤️❤️bwhaskah their height difference is def one of my favorite parts of their dynamic tbh LOL

AH what an excellent question! ✨️

Actually she was quite welcoming! In the beginning she did ask Bruno a few times if he felt ready to have kids of his own and they had a deep conversation regarding not knowing his own father and some insecurities regarding being a good parent. But in the end she could see that he was truly excited for the next step.

When the time came, she saw two young boys who deserved a home and she was more than happy to help them be comfortable. When she got to know them more, she shared the story of her and Pedro to help them feel more connected to the family.

When it was announced that María was pregnant Alma practically fainted at the surprise. She was worried regarding her age first and foremost but was just as happy for her. When Macario was brought into the world she couldn't believe how blessed she felt to see her son, after so many hardships, finally have three children of his own.

She was surprised at seeing how César acted a lot more mature for his age when helping with the baby but it warmed her heart to see how happy the two boys were at their newest sibling. 💚

[jacarandaaaas]

saw a cover of woam and this girl goes “still a part of the family MARIGOLD” 😭

[viridianvisions]

*Emerges from behind a large fern-like pot plant*

I never left... 😳🤫

How many people are still in the Encanto fandom? Show of hands! (Cause it's kinda hard to find people, that I don't already know, that are still in the fandom)

[catboymoments]

I was re reading the ref sheets of your fankids and I got to Briar and I realized

> Plant magic

> "Golden child"

> Feels pressured by her family

> Strained relationship with sibling

Close enough welcome back Isabela Madrigal from Encanto

HELP MEEEEEEEEEE

[isuckatwritingsobenice]

Hiii, how have you been doing?

Can I ask for headcanons or a scenario where Bruno falls in love with the lady who is a (new for him, considering the time he spent in the walls) baker in the Encanto? Thanks :)

A/N: I haven’t written for Encanto in idk how long, I’m not even sure I have actual published works on this account for this fandom, but regardless I’m happy to do this request! So sorry it took long, my inbox piled up like crazy so I’ve been sifting through request!! I hope you enjoy though!!

Warnings: None!! Fluff all around!

Navigation!!

Bruno Madrigal never expected to fall in love. After years spent hiding in the walls of Casita, isolating himself from the family he adored but felt he couldn’t be near, the concept of romance seemed as distant as a life without his visions. He was used to being alone. He convinced himself he was fine with it.

But all that changed the day he wandered into the Encanto’s market and caught the scent of freshly baked bread wafting from a quaint little bakery tucked into the corner of the plaza.

It started innocently enough. Bruno wasn’t particularly hungry, but the warm, yeasty aroma lured him in like a moth to a flame. The bakery was small but cozy, with shelves lined with loaves of bread, pastries, and cakes that glistened under the soft morning light. He hesitated at the door, fiddling nervously with his ruana, debating whether or not he should enter. He hadn’t been out and about in the Encanto for long—not since his family welcomed him back—but the thought of interacting with strangers still made him anxious.

That’s when he saw you.

You were behind the counter, your hands dusted with flour as you carefully kneaded dough. A few loose strands of hair framed your face, and there was a lightness to your expression, a quiet contentment as you worked. Bruno froze, captivated. It wasn’t just the delicate way you moved or the warmth in your smile; it was the way you seemed so at peace, so effortlessly yourself. He hadn’t felt that kind of ease in years.

“Can I help you?” you asked, your voice pulling him out of his daze.

Bruno startled, fumbling for words. “Oh! Uh, no, I mean, yes, I—bread!” he blurted, his face heating up. “I was just…bread. Smells nice. Smells great, actually.” He winced at his own awkwardness, wishing the ground would swallow him whole.

You tilted your head, amused by his nervous rambling. “Well, you’re in the right place for bread. What kind would you like?”

Bruno stared at the display, overwhelmed by the options and by the fact that you were waiting patiently for him to speak. “Uh…whatever you recommend?” he offered weakly.

You smiled, pulling out a warm, golden loaf and wrapping it up for him. “This one’s my favorite. It’s simple but comforting.

As you handed him the bread, your fingers brushed briefly against his, and Bruno felt his heart stutter. He muttered a hasty thank-you and all but fled the bakery, his face burning with embarrassment.

But he came back the next day.

At first, he told himself it was just for the bread. It wasn’t a lie; your baking was incredible. But as the days turned into weeks, Bruno realized it wasn’t the bread that kept drawing him back. It was you.

He started lingering a little longer each time he visited, finding excuses to stay and chat. At first, the conversations were stilted, his nerves getting the better of him, but you were patient. You asked him about himself—where he lived, what he did—and while he avoided talking about his visions, he found himself opening up to you in small ways. He told you about his family, about his love for storytelling, and about the rats who had been his only company for years.

You listened intently, never judging, always encouraging him to share more. And slowly, Bruno began to relax.

One morning, as he was leaning against the counter, watching you decorate a tray of pastries, you turned to him with a mischievous smile. “You know, Bruno, you’ve been coming here for weeks, but you’ve never once told me why.”

He blinked, caught off guard. “Why?”

“Yeah,” you said, raising an eyebrow. “Is it the bread? The pastries? Or is there another reason?”

Bruno’s mouth went dry. He could feel his face heating up, and he quickly looked away, pretending to examine a tray of cookies. “Uh, well, you know, the bread’s good, and, uh…” He trailed off, his heart racing.

You laughed softly, and the sound sent a shiver down his spine. “Relax, I’m just teasing. But I am glad you keep coming back. It’s nice having someone to talk to while I work.”

Bruno glanced at you, his heart aching at the sincerity in your voice. He wanted to tell you the truth—that he looked forward to seeing you every day, that your smile made his world feel brighter, that he hadn’t felt this alive in years. But the words stuck in his throat.

Instead, he smiled shyly and said, “Yeah. Me too.”

Over time, your bond deepened. Bruno started helping you in the bakery, sweeping the floors, organizing the shelves, and even attempting to knead dough under your patient guidance. He wasn’t particularly skilled, but he tried his best, and you never once made him feel inadequate.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and the plaza emptied out, you and Bruno sat outside the bakery, sharing a loaf of bread and watching the sky turn shades of pink and orange.

“Thank you,” he said suddenly, his voice quiet.

You turned to him, surprised. “For what?”

“For…everything,” he said, fiddling with a loose thread on his ruana. “For being kind to me. For making me feel…welcome.”

Your expression softened, and you reached out to place a hand on his. “You don’t have to thank me, Bruno. You deserve kindness. You deserve to feel at home.”

Bruno’s breath caught in his throat. For a moment, he forgot how to speak, how to think. All he could do was look at you, his heart full to bursting with emotions he couldn’t put into words.

And then, before he could stop himself, he whispered, “You make me feel like I belong.”

Your eyes widened, and for a moment, Bruno thought he had said too much. But then you smiled—a warm, radiant smile that made his chest ache—and squeezed his hand gently.

“You belong here, Bruno. Always.”

It was in that moment that Bruno realized he was in love with you.

The days that followed were some of the happiest of his life. He found himself dreaming of ways to make you smile, of things he could say or do to show you how much you meant to him. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t find the courage to tell you how he felt.

It wasn’t until a particularly quiet evening, when the two of you were closing up the bakery, that Bruno finally found his moment.

As you wiped down the counter, Bruno hesitated, his hands fidgeting nervously. “Hey, uh…can I tell you something?”

You looked up, your expression curious. “Of course.”

He took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest. “I, uh…I’ve never been very good at…saying how I feel. But you…you make me feel things I haven’t felt in a long time. Good things. Scary things. Things I didn’t think I’d ever feel again.”

Your eyes softened, and you set down the cloth, giving him your full attention.

“I don’t know how to say this without sounding like an idiot, but…I think I’m in love with you,” Bruno admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “And I don’t expect you to feel the same way, but I just…I needed you to know.”

For a moment, the world seemed to stand still. Bruno’s heart sank as he braced himself for rejection, for awkwardness, for anything but what happened next.

You stepped closer, reaching out to cup his face in your flour-dusted hands. “Bruno,” you said softly, your voice trembling with emotion. “I’ve been waiting for you to say that.”

Before he could respond, you leaned in and kissed him, your lips warm and gentle against his. Bruno froze, his mind reeling, but then he melted into the kiss, his arms wrapping around you as if you were the only thing grounding him to the earth.

When you pulled away, your foreheads resting against each other, Bruno couldn’t stop the tears that welled up in his eyes. “I didn’t think…I didn’t think someone like you could love someone like me.”

You smiled, brushing a tear from his cheek. “Then I guess it’s my job to prove you wrong.”

And for the first time in years, Bruno allowed himself to believe that he could be loved, that he could be happy. And it was all because of you.

[almaappreciationday]

#Alma Appreciation Day

Alma Appreciation Day is a one-day Encanto fandom event happening on December 7th, el día de las velitas, dedicated to creating and sharing works about Alma Madrigal. This is a multimedia event open to Alma-centric art, fic, meta, playlists, reclists, gifsets, and more!

Share your work by posting it with the tag #alma appreciation day, and/or upload it to the Alma Appreciation Day AO3 collection here!

Optional Prompts:

candle

chatelaine

family

locket

shawl

Posts do not need to utilize any of the prompts. They're meant to help inspire. Feel free to ignore or combine them as you like :)

Rules:

Works must be a part of the Encanto (2021) fandom. Works must be Alma Madrigal-centric. Series of Alma-centric works are welcome. No incest.

FAQ:

Q: Does my work need to be Alma POV? A: It does not! Alma-centric outsider POV and alternating POV fics can provide interesting perspectives on a character and her relationships.

Q: Is NSFW allowed? A: Yes!

Q: Are crossovers/AUs/OCs allowed? A: Also yes, as long as Alma remains the primary focus.

Have fun, and we look forward to seeing you in December!

[sunshines-child]

Welcome to the family madrigal

[magicalmadrigals]

I decided to set up a little community for fanfic writers to share their passion/talk about WIPs/share their fics if they wanna, so if you want to join you’d be welcome! 🤍 I love hearing other peoples’ ideas!

[yellowcry]

As I say, we can get a bad village so... how do you think the cold sisters are doing?

Meet the trio: Sexual abuse (started as Child Sexual abuse) — Emotional abuse — Physical abuse [Warning for the said things]

Yes. They arent doing great

Starting with Isabela, who, unlike some, is not abused because of her gift. No, it's all her looks. The beauty part of the trio, encanto's most perfect flower. She probably had suffered extreme sexual abuse since she was a child/early teen when her body started to form. This affected her just as you could expect. She is very distrustful over other people, as most of her interactions with non-Madrigals were negative (and those villagers who are not awfull tend to avoid Madrigals out if fear of getting under the blow). She's that one family member who tries to stay at home as much as possible and tries to avoid any type of interaction with other people. Usually preferring plants. They are nice and they don't make her unconformable. On a (somewhat) positive note, Isabela is one of the little amount of Madrigals who can take Julieta's food freely. (Scars or injuries will ruin her pretty face). Sometimes she wishes it didn't work. At this point Isabela doesn't feel anything but hatred and resentment for the place but who can blame her.

Luisa can't be really harmed physically (at least not to extent of it having any real effect) and most people find her too intimidating for anything intimate. But she does suffer a huge verbal abuse and dehumanization. People basically don't regard her as a human being but as a machine for work. Sometimes doing as far as reffering to Luisa as 'it' (or probably not becaise Spanish is a gendered language but you got the point). It's not about as much about her body as about her inhuman strenght. But it hurts notherless. And not to mention how Luisa, being family's protector feels when unable to protect said family. (She had learned the hard way that interfering will only cause more harm). She does her best to keep them a bit safer than before or keeps her eyes out in the moment. And if Luisa gets too out of hand, well, surely somebody holding a knofe next to her sister's throat and asking nicely to break her own arms will remind Luisa of her place

Mirabel not getting a gift... Probably wasn't welcomed all that well. Villagers did plan to get rid of her at first. But later made a sort of a punching bag out of her. She's extremely anxious and jumpy. But she also believes she deserves it. Her entire family is mistreated because of their gifts. It's only fair Mirabel would be too. Even if it was for the lack of one. And she's more than happy to take punces for the rest of her family. After all, they have it bad already and Mirabel just doesn't want for anyone to mistreat them. Her feeling about gift of also far more complicated than in canon. On one hand, of course she wanted it, but then she withness all the cruelty and mistreatment that happened because of the miracle. But she also doesn't feel it's fair, believing she has ot far too easy (she doesn't. She is being abused to the point of passing out). And the villagers also won't mind reminding Mirabel how useless she is

[stitched-mouth-vs-the-world]

Welcome to Stitched's first Kinktober! I'm very excited to share what's in my drafts as I am very proud of myself for once. Chapters will be posted midday (BST) everyday, chapters that have been missed thanks to Tumblr will be posted today as soon as I can. If you can’t wait go to my Wattpad or AO3. Here's a run down of what to expect in this book:

Day 1: Master’s Whore (Creampie Kink)

Summary: Vincent Phantomhive fucks his maid just a room over from his 'happy' family.

Vincent Phantomhive x Fem! Maid! Reader (Fic)

Day 2: Making Porn With The Number One Pro Hero (Amateur Porn)

Summary: You had a sex dream about your boyfriend, the Number One Hero, All Might wants to make that fantasy a reality after you punch another All Might slut in the face.

All Might x Younger Fem! Pro-Hero! Reader (Fic)

Day 3:  Being FWB With Ramona Flowers (Casual Sex)

Summary: Imagine being FWB with Ramona Flowers.

Ramona Flowers x GN! Reader (Headcannons)

Day 4:  Before Her Show (Behind The Scenes Fucking / Affair)

Summary: Imagine secretly banging the World's biggest singer.

Envy Adams x Scott's Sibling! GN! Reader (Imagine)

Day 5:  Mommy’s Sweet Praises (Praise Kink)

Imagine Layla El Faouly with a major Praise kink.

Layla El Faouly x GN! Reader (Imagine)

Day 6: In The Dark Of The Night (Demon Fucking)

Summary: After arriving at and joining a Covent you so didn't want to join, Valak takes an unusual liking to you.

Valak x Nun! Fem! Reader (Fic)

Day 7: Just For Research (First Time)

Summary: When Rick discovers his top student is a virgin, he knows he must change that so she can write her paper on human pheromones.

Rick Sanchez x College Student! GN! Reader (Fic)

Day 8: Inappropriate Workplace Behaviour (Office Sex / Boss x Employee)

Summary: Lord Death can't stop jacking off to his decades younger secretary.

Lord Death x Younger! Secretary! Fem! Reader (Fic)

Day 9:  Naughty Girls Are Punished (Spanking)

Summary: Georgia decides to teach her mischievous girlfriend a lesson.

Dom! Georgia Miller x Fem! Reader (Imagine)

Day 10:  Hot Ice (Temperature Play)

Summary: Nadia has always liked ice. It was always nice to crunch down on after a cigarette and you liked how cold it made her mouth feels. So by accident one nice, it joins you two in the bedroom.

Nadia Vulvokov x Fem! Reader (Imagine)

Day 11:  Revenge, You Thought (Bondage)

Summary: John enjoys teaching his naughty little thing a lesson and you enjoy learning it.

John Brown x Fem! Reader (Imagine)

Day 12: Car Hookups (Car sex)

Summary: You and Oboro regularly meet up late in his car for sex.

College AU! Oboro Shirakumo x GN! Reader (Imagine)

Day 13: Pegging L Would Include… (Pegging)

Summary: You manage to convince L to part take in a kink you've been wanting to try out.

L x GN! Reader (Headcannons)

Day 14: Wet Fucking (Shower / Tub sex)

Summary: Whilst the Handler is away, you and Lila decide to make good use of the beautiful bathtub in the hotel.

Lila Pitts x Fem! Reader (Imagine)

Day 15:  Insatiable Needs (Marathon sex)

Summary: When Steve is unable to satisfy his new wife's insatiable needs, he calls a friend.

Estefania x Fem! Reader (Imagine)

Day 16: Mommy’s Baby (Lactation)

Summary: Carol's duty as a mother is to make sure her baby is always well feed. She's your Mommy now so she must make sure your well fed.

Carol from Cobweb x Fem! Reader (Fic)

Day 17: Bruno Needs A Spanking (Orgasm Denial)

Summary: Denying Bruno Madrigal an orgasm includes…

Bruno Madrigal x GN! Reader (Headcannons)

Day 18:  Slowly Stripping (Exhibition)

Summary: Julieta can't help but find something so hot about being fully nude in front of her lover.

Julieta Madrigal x GN! Reader (Headcannons)

Day 19: Choking and Gasping (Breath Play)

Summary: Morpheus discovers he loves the sound of hearing you struggle to breathe.

Dream x GN! Reader (Headcannons)

Day 20: Edge You To Death (Edging)

Summary: Undertaker enjoys ruining your orgasms.

Undertaker x Fem! Reader (Fic)

Day 21: (Nun Fucking)

Summary: Sister Irene teaches you a holy lesson.

Sister Irene x Fem! Reader (Fic)

Day 22: Only Good Girls Get To Cum (Mirror Sex)

Summary: Ming forces you to watch yourself fall apart from just her fingers, just so you know how much of and dirty girl you are.

Ming Lee x Fem! Reader (Imagine)

Day 23: Pegging Fantasy (Pegging)

Summary: Jaime tells you his biggest sex fantasy and you make it your mission to make it happen.

Jamie Reyes x Fem! Reader (Headcannons)

Day 24: Green Mommy (Monster Fucking)

Summary: Your girlfriend's new power has made your sex life a whole lot more interesting.

Jennifer Walters x Fem! Reader (Fic)

Day 25: Papa’s Pet (Public Sex)

Summary: Dr Brenner will absolutely use you teach someone a lesson about the consequences of trying to steal what belongs to him.

Dr Martin Brenner x Fem! Reader (featuring 001?) (Fic)

Day 26: Blindfolding The Snake (Blindfold Sex)

Summary: You blindfold your good boy and reward him for all his hard work.

Servant! Snake x Master! Fem! Reader (Headcannons)

Day 27: Othello’s Experiment (Pregnancy / Breeding Kink)

Summary: Othello's newest obsession is pregnancy and all the symptoms that come with it. You've so generously agreed to help him in his little experiment for his research.

Othello x Fem! Human! Reader (Imagine)

Day 28: (Threesome)

Summary: Nemuri, your girlfriend, is shocked to hear about a filthy fantasy you've been thinking about. But still, she's more than willing to help her lover made said fantasy come true.

Midnight x Mt Lady x Fem! Reader (Fic)

Day 29: (Vouyerism)

Summary: Gabe has been watching you for a while now and has finally decided it time to come out and introduce himself.

Gabe x GN! Reader (Imagine)

Day 30: (Size Kink)

Summary: Nana is big and buff for a woman. She is quite used to hearing negative things about her muscly figure. The first thing she's ever received a compliment about her body was when you, her young girlfriend and successor's older sister, make a comment on how sexually aroused you are by her big muscles and all the filthy things you imagine she could to do to you with them.

Nana Shimura x All Might's Sister! Younger! Fem! Reader (Fic)

Which ones are you the most excited for?

[avaetin]

A collection of fanarts created by the wonderful artists listed below: (P.S. I may or may not have missed some. In which case, please feel free to @ me. I'm keeping commissions/projects separate.)

@drksanctuary

Primordial! Chonos

@pensiveabstraction

Chapter 1

@haiseiscute333

"And I'm here to bring him home."

The Fates

Contingency Plan

@sunshines-child

Ananke

Chronos & Ananke

Favorite Color

"It's beautiful, Aeon"

"Hello, my son"

*internal screaming*

Lovers

Welcome to the family madrigal

hiddenahalf

Ananke

[immabethehero]

How Well Do You Know Alma Madrigal?!

A/N: A lil Mother's Day fluff, Encanto style!!!

Mother’s Day has been nothing but loving bliss in La Casa Madrigal. That in itself is making Alma nervous. Bruno, her youngest child and biggest mama’s boy ever, has not given her a gift yet. It’s nearing the end of dinner and not once has he given her a brand new book, or flowers or even new jewelry that she’ll never wear (she might this year though).

Not that she’s expecting much from him, considering that only a year ago he was hiding in the walls of his own house. Still, he’s always gone out of his way to give his mamá a nice gift to show her how much he loved her… and also to one-up his sisters. When the triplets were children, they used to make a game out of Mother’s Day. Every gift was especially bought or made in order to impress her, and to win the award of best Mother’s Day gift that year.

The intensity and the competition lessened as they got older, and as Alma and Bruno’s relationship became more strained. However, even with the tension between the two, Bruno always ensured his mother had a lovely Mother’s Day gift. So how is this year any different?

Come to think of it, Mirabel hasn’t given Alma a gift either, or rather, any gift relating to a series of very specific questions she had asked Alma the other day. Her favorite colour, what holiday did she and Pedro meet, when she puts her slippers on, how she takes her tea, etc. Alma had no idea what that was about, but she answered all of Mirabel’s questions willingly, even one that was supposed to be “a secret”.

As dinner comes to an end, Bruno stands up and taps his glass, catching the family’s attention. Alma gulps.

Bruno clears his throat. “As you know, today is Mother’s Day, and you know what that means. Presents for our glorious mamás.” He gestures to his sisters and Alma. Alma raises an eyebrow.

“So to celebrate my own wonderful mamá, I have created a wonderful new game show! Everyone come to the living room, please!” Bruno dashes out of the room, Mirabel hot on his trails. The rest of the family exclaim in excitement and confusion. Mirabel suddenly runs back in, wearing a comically large pink bow tie around her neck and a top hat the same colour of Alma’s dress. She walks over to her grandmother and holds out a hand.

“¿Nosatras iremos?” she asks. Alma laughs and takes her hand, allowing the girl to guide her to the living room, where a huge painting has been set up, bearing the words “¿Qué Tan Bien Conoces a Alma Madrigal?” Bruno holds his arms out, beaming.

Alma bursts out laughing. Bruno had mentioned once before how in the future, people will partake in “game shows”, where questions are asked and the right answers are rewarded. This explains Mirabel’s questions.

Bruno glows with excitement as he guides Julieta and Pepa to three coloured wooden podiums, each painted in their signature colour, before taking his place at his own green box.

Mirabel guides Alma into her comfy armchair while the rest of the family gets settled in their own seats. Once the family is settled in, Isabela sprouts a large flower shaped like a sphere.

Mirabel takes it and asks, “Who’s ready to play our favourite game?”

She and the family yell out, “‘¿Qué Tan Bien Conoces a Alma Madrigal?’!”

“Welcome one and all! I’m your host, Mirabel Madrigal!” Mirabel continues. “In this game, three contestants will answer questions regarding their mother, and the winner who knows her best will be crowned this year’s favourite child!

“I’ll ask a series of questions related to Abuela, and if you know the answer, tap your toucan and say it loud and clear! Right answers will get you 10 points each, and wrong answers will subtract 10. If any question stumps you, you may ask one audience participant to help you. Good luck!”

Bruno, Pepa and Julieta raise their hands, ready to tap their toucans at the first question. All three wear the same look of determination, the kind that Alma used to see when they were kids. Dios mio, she’s missed watching them play like this.

A rat pushes a box of cards towards Mirabel. She picks one up and says, “OK, first question: What holiday did Abuela and Abuelo meet at?”

Julieta taps her toucan, who squawks. Mirabel turns to her. “Julieta?”

“¡Día De Las Velitas!” Julieta says.

“That is correct!” Mirabel says. In the audience, Agustín and his daughters cheer loudly.

“Next question: what time does Alma put on her purple slippers?”

Bruno’s toucan squawks. “4:30 pm!”

Mirabel winces. “That is incorrect, sorry, Tío. Anyone else want to try?” Bruno’s confident smile fades.

Pepa’s toucan squawks. “4:35 pm!”

“Tía Pepa is right! Ten points for Pepa!” Pepa’s family cheers.

“Ha! I told you so, Bruno! You didn’t believe me!” Pepa teases. Bruno playfully sticks his tongue out at her.

“Give me a break, I was in the walls for ten years! Things might have changed!”

“That specific schedule never changed, Bruno. Are you going to keep using that excuse for every question you get wrong?”

“If it makes you mad, then yes.”

“NEXT QUESTION!” Mirabel yells. “How does Alma take her tea?”

The next hour is pure joy for Alma. She laughs at her children’s antics as they answer each question, quips between triplets and shouts from the audience making it all the more fascinating.

“I told you she likes the blue ones more, Pepa! Who’s the dumb one now?!”

“Mamá, what do you mean you didn’t like the soup I gave you when you were sick?! I thought you loved that flavour!”

“Tío Bruno, it was the butterfly earrings that Manolo the Fourth rescued from the sink! Manolo the Fourteenth just told me!”

“I WAS RIGHT?! I was just guessing!”

30 questions later, the triplets are tied. The family sits at the edge of their seats as Mirabel takes the last question out of the envelope.

“This final question will determine the true winner and favourite child,” Mirabel warns. “This last question is worth 1000 points. Contestants, are you ready?”

A chorus of “yes” rings through. Mirabel takes a card out of her dress pocket. The triplets lean forward, hoping to ring in first.

“What is Alma’s favourite hair clip?”

Ah yes, the trick question. Alma had come up with it herself, given that she never wore hair clips any more. But surely one of the kids remembers the pretty bird-and-branch beaded hair clip she used to wear during church and fiestas. Then again, they were eight when she last wore it.

“Is it shaped like a candle?” Bruno guesses, half-jokingly. Mirabel shakes her head.

“Does it have a butterfly on it?” Julieta asks.

“Surprisingly, no,” Mirabel says.

“Was it a gift from Papá?” Pepa questions.

“Actually, my sister gave it to me,” Alma says. “It was a birthday present.”

Silence follows. Alma purses her lips in frustration. How do none of the kids remember?!

Mirabel nervously turns to the audience. “What about you guys? Do any of you know?”

Agustín and Félix both look confused. They’ve never seen Alma with anything in her hair other than the ribbon used to hold her bun.

“Is this a trick question? I mean, I’ve never seen you wear anything other than your usual bun and a sunhat,” Félix finally says.

Alma can’t believe it. Surely Isabela, who she has told many stories of her youth to, would remember? Has Alma passed it down to her already? Alms turns to her.

Isabela wears the same stumped expression as her mother.

“Have I not told any of you about my favourite clip?” Alma asks. “I still have it upstairs! I can bring it down and show you.”

Mirabel raises her hand. “I know about it. I can get it-”

“Yes, I told you for this game, but-”

“You were showing me some of the stuff in your room while I helped you clean it out,” Mirabel continues. “I was around four at the time? I still remember it being in the first drawer of your bedside table.”

Now that Alma does not remember. Still, she thanks Mirabel and lets her run upstairs to grab it.

Soon enough, Mirabel returns with the bird-and-branch hair clip, still as pretty and as new as the day Alma received it.

“That’s your favourite hair clip?!” Bruno exclaims. “Huh. I don’t remember ever seeing that.”

Murmurs of agreement ring through the crowd. Alma shrinks in her seat. How much of her life had she hidden away from the family?

Sensing his mother’s embarrassment, Bruno clears his throat. “Um, well, in that case! Mirabel Madrigal, as the winner of this year’s Mother’s Day game, you win the privilege of presenting Mamá with my real Mother’s Day gift!”

Mirabel’s jaw drops. “Wait, what?! Tío Bruno, are you sure you want-”

“To do this? Yeah!” Bruno says. He whistles, and Casita rolls in a large box with the biggest green bow known to Alma sitting on top.

“Or Casita can do that,” Bruno says. He nudges it towards Alma, bouncing on his toes. “Go on, open it up!”

Alma laughs at his excitement as Mirabel unties the ribbon and opens the box. She and Bruno lift the present out…

“Oh my!”

Bruno has painted a beautiful picture of the family at a beach, sitting under trees as they enjoy a lovely picnic. Alma is seated in the center, a lovely smile on her face.

“Earlier in the month I had a vision of all of us finding a beach outside of the Encanto,” Bruno explains. “I decided to turn the tablet into a painting! It was a beautiful vision, the best I’ve had in a while.”

“I asked the animals the best route to get to the beach! They can lead us!” Antonio adds.

“So what do you say? Tomorrow we have our first ever beach day?” Bruno asks, eyes sparkling. Behind him, Julieta and Pepa glance at each other in mock disappointment, knowing they’ve lost this year’s Mother’s Day competition.

Alma laughs. “Of course. Gracias, Brunito.”

[jacarandaaaas]

ok so please don’t take this as me hating Dolores because I love her, I’m relatively new to the fandom and am just genuinely SO confused on the whole she knew Bruno was alive the whole time because like….was she going and talking to him occasionally? Did he say not to tell the family he was there and that’s why Dolores didn’t? Or did she probably tried to tell her parents but they dismissed her even though she could have shown them???? I feel like it would have been easy due to her gift to find him in the walls 😭 And I know the Madrigals have issues and one of the biggest ones is the whole Don’t talk about Bruno! and Pepa was one of the most affected by this, so understandably Dolores wouldn’t want to tell them but also that’s your uncle who’s ALIVE and right HERE like of course you would tell your family and show them??? Unless these two talked and she promised not to say a word otherwise I’m dumbfounded

hey anon no worries! welcome to the fandom!!

this is actually a question a lot of us have/ have had! it’s been answered by jared in one of the Q&As

but this is a question a lot of us have! I’ve seen people speculate on the potential interactions between Dolores and Bruno but I think in canon she mostly thought it was just the “rats talking in the walls”

[phantoms-hall]

Julieta Madrigal SFW Alphabet (Fem!Reader)

A/N: This is my first time posting anything on here so I genuinely have no idea what I'm doing but I'll figure it out along the way.

PS- Agustín kicked the bucket in this universe. Sorry brother. Mostly inspired by Moon_calvary's Por Amor Al Arte on AO3.

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

As one would expect, she's a very affectionate person. Kisses and hugs are your daily bread with this woman. She also does not mind public displays of affection, in fact she welcomes it. Whether that be holding hands, hugging each other from behind when you spot one another around Encanto etc. Short answer: she adores physical affection.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Given how many people she sees on a daily basis, I would say her first 'encounter' with a probable close friend has to be someone who caught her eye. A creative type of person: artist, singer, somone who plays an instrument, something along those lines. I believe she'd have watched you in passing when she spotted you out of the corner of her eye, and began to look forward to seeing you around. Then inevitably when you wound up at her table because you got injured, she striked up a small conversation. Ever since, whenever you see each other you'd talk for a bit until you became closer with each meeting. When you started meeting more frequently, you'd learn that she has so much to offer as a person; her humor, her talents besides cooking and what not. You'd begin to know Julieta Madrigal as a person.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

She loves cuddles, no more needs to be said. If she's had an especially rough day, she likes cuddling into your chest at night while you play with her hair. She also returns them in excess: she'll rub your back while she cuddles you, hum sweet songs into your ear or just talk about her day until you fall asleep and/or feel better. However she likes being on the receiving end more.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Given what happened with Agustín, I'd say she would want to wait a while before resettling but it's not a definite no, she just needs time to readjust even if she wants you with every fibre of her being. Do I really need to say anything about her cooking? Well, I will anyway. Her food has a flavour that no other could replicate. The love and care she puts into each dish is potent and makes them all the more better for it. As for cleaning: she has a magical house so I assume that Casita deals with most of the cleaning other than the dishes. In that case, she's a master dish washer. Never seen dishes as spick and span as hers.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

She'd let them down easily. She obviously won't break up with someone without a good reason so she would make sure to go into detail about why the relationship wasn't working out. And if nothing is their fault, she would make sure and reassure them of that.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Like I said above: not too quick to remarry. She wouldn't mind getting engaged, but the marriage might have to wait a bit. The fact that her girls and entire family practically adores you though, does make her want to do it sooner rather than later.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Her touches are as soft as they come. They feel like silk on your skin while her warmth encapsulates you like a blanket on a rather cold night, and when you touch her it's as if she's melting right into you. As for emotionally, she just as gentle, if not more. When she's overwhelmed she'll quitely come to your side and rest her head on your shoulder and play with your fingers or just keep her hands somewhere on your person to ground herself and if you spot her not looking quite like herself, you'll take her somewhere quiet. When it's you, she'll spot the signs of emotional distress immediately and come to your side, to offer verbal or non verbal comfort depending on how the mood is and like you, take you to where you find it most peaceful.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Like I established before: she adores physical affection and hugs are no stranger to her or you. She'll hug you everyday before you leave after helping her set up her table- or if you can't make it, before she leaves casita. She loves it when you hug her from behind and give her a kiss on her cheek, which you then have to lean down for her to reciprocate because you're a few inches taller. When she's cooking and waiting to flip her arepas, she'll wipe her hands and snap you out of your daze of admiration by trapping you in a gentle yet equally tight hug and places a small kiss on your nose. Her hugs are as soft as can be. Her body heat spills onto you like a warm bath and when her chest meets yours, it's the best feeling you can think of as she rests her head on the crook of your neck.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Actually saying that she loves you took some time but before that she would call you mi amor and all other sorts of nicknames. However, after she was able to tell you about her feelings for the first time, I love you became a daily mantra that you would chant to each other.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

She's truly not an inherently jealous person. But she does feel a twinge of jealousy when men approach you and begin to shamelessly flirt with you when you're at her table, or if she sees another woman outside her family getting a little too touchy with you when you aren't that well acquainted.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Her kisses are divine and feather like to the touch. Her lips are soft and warm much like the rest of her and are always coated with a sweet and savoury taste. From the moment she spots you- you get a kiss on the cheek, forehead, nose; you get the point. Her favourite place to kiss you though is your lips and a close second are the back of your palms. Her most favourite place to be kissed is her neck. But if you ask her, she loves your kisses no matter where they are.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

She raised six. The woman definitely knows what she's doing if what her daughters, niece and nephews say are anything to go by. Children also seem to adore her by default.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

She usually ends up waking up before everyone to prepare breakfast and her daily medicinal food. However, you don't take too long to wake up after she does, missing her warmth and by the time she's preparing clothes to wear after she showers, you're awake- so you shower and get dressed together. You help her prepare breakfast on most mornings and wash the dishes while keeping her company until the rest of the family starts to come down stairs. Then you help her pack everything and take it to her table so she can start her daily healing.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights are sometimes spent in a similar fashion. After you two prepare dinner, sometimes she would start experimenting with new recipes and you'd be her taste tester. Other times, you'd shower and get ready for bed together. You'd talk about your days, read a book to each other, or just lie there in comfortable silence. Nonetheless, your nights together are tranquil.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

After a few weeks of knowing you, she'd open up to you about the stress of being the only healer in the village and the despair of losing her husband. However, she always spread them out in lengthy intervals at first, not wanting to make every conversation heavy. After you two got closer, she started to find a good balance with voicing her worries and concerns.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

She's an extremely patient person and it takes a lot to anger her. But if you manage to get her genuinely angry...you screwed up big time.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

She remembers every thing you tell her, little or big. Your birthday? She knows. She even knows the time you were born and you don't even remember even though you told her. What colour you like? She knows. Your favourite scent? Of course she knows. Your least favourite animal. Yeah, she knows.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Her most cherished moment with you would be the moment she finally admitted she wanted to be yours and she wanted you to be hers. She remembers every detail of it. Where it happened, the look in your eyes, the scent of your hair when she leaned into kiss you for the first time, the feel of your heartbeat on her palm as she rested it on your chest, the tears, everything. She holds it close to her soul.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Don't let her soft nature fool you, she will get defensive for you if need be. She'd very politely yet subtly warn others not to cross her path when it comes to you. As for you, you're less subtle and polite about it and will scrap with someone if they even tried to say or do something to her if you had to. But because you know she's not much of a confrontational person, you'll excuse yourselves and take her gently by her hand to somewhere that she feels safe and hold her tight. However, according to her- anywhere's safe when she's with you.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

No matter what she does, she gives it her absolute all. Especially when it comes to you. You get new gifts from her often. Remember when I said she remembers your favourite scent and colour? Yeah, she asks Isabela to grow the flowers so she can make you scented candles and perfumes. She and Mirabel even sew dresses for you in your favourite colour, while Luisa helps her mamá find new places she can take you on dates. When anniversaries roll around, be prepared for a feast and I mean a feast.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

She tends to bottle things up until she eventually can't take it anymore. While she's way more open with you than before, that bad habit seems to linger. And though you don't have any issues with comforting her during a break down, you wish she would let you know about these things earlier so you can help. She also bites her nails and lips when she's anxious.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

While modest, she knows she has a nice figure and equally nice features. But as she ages, she seems to get a little more self conscious- however you're always there to make her feel like the most beautiful woman in the world and she loves you for that and more.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

It scared her at first to think how dependant she had become on you. The thought of you leaving in any sense of the word terrifies her to no return and if you leave her like Agustín did, she doesn't know if she'll be able to put those broken pieces back together again.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

She likes to sing when she has time to spare. She even writes songs from time to time but she's too shy to share them with anyone, except you of course.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

She doesn't like people who are plain rude. She also doesn't like when people are crass and say crude things in the midst of a regular conversation when she doesn't even know them.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

She mumbles a bit in her sleep and sometimes pulls the blanket away from you. She also somehow manages to feel if you move a little and pull you right back towards her so she can keep snuggling against your chest.