There’s so many stairs in Casa Madrigal
Hello!
Lately, this blog is mainly Encanto related, so if you get here looking for content about this beautiful movie, welcome! (previously, it was a Coco related blog, so I also have a lot of old content about it here)
Since I've been posting here my Encanto fics over these last weeks, and I'm still writing more, I wanted to make a pinned master list to put them all together. If you take a look at them, I hope you enjoy them, and thank you very much in advance for your time and comments and/or reblogs. They're highly appreciated!
So welcome to:
Standalones:
It will always be the three of us When Pepa met Félix and she met Agustín, Julieta knew this would happen. They were in that age, after all. Everyone was making big decisions, choosing their paths. Everyone, except Bruno. Because, even if his look was always fixed in the future, he had never been fond of changes.
Sana, sana, colita de rana During those first years setting up the Encanto, it was easier for Alma to keep busy. There were a lot of things to do and no time to think. But as the town grew bigger and the life got steadier, her mind started to waver. Sometimes, she could conceal it. Other times, she couldn't. Especially at night, when she couldn't take refuge in the town's hustle and constant responsibilities, and found herself alone at home, taking care of her children on her own as the widowed mother she was, while seeing the ghost of the love of her life in their little faces.
Series:
The life of her dreams Isabela was very different when she was twelve. She was louder, funnier, more energetic, more vocal, more ridiculous, a total jokester. She was braver, too. That's why she didn't hesitate when she asked Bruno for a vision. She really wanted to know if the life of her dreams would be hers someday. But she regretted it later, of course. Because her uncle's vision taught her an important lesson: even good omens could turn into bad news.
And everyone always assumes the worst Three times in a row, Bruno was asked to look into his nieces' future. The first one was Isabela, a perfectly good omen turned into an awful warning under his mother's perfectionist look. The last one, the one that changed everything, was Mirabel, that fateful night full of fear and anxiety about a vanished door. But the one that hurt the most, the one that really made him reach his limit, was the second one. A request in the tiny voice of his dearest niece and a vision that made him wonder what was the point of having a miracle that felt like a curse.
In our darkest moment The triplets knew perfectly the story of the miracle's origin. But even so, Bruno had wondered many times how would it be to live through something so extreme. Losing everything in a blink, turning around and discovering your life had radically changed forever in a matter of seconds. It was something that had given him nightmares when he was younger, and he had concluded he didn't want to fully understand it. It was too much. The night Mirabel didn't get her gift, however, he had no choice but to finally understand.
I’ll do anything for you Dolores was more used to the drawbacks of her gift than to its perks. Since the moment she had turned five, she had been blessed with a significant amount of knowledge, but knowing a lot of things didn't mean she knew what to do with them— or that she could even do something at all. Most of the times, she was compelled to play ignorance, as if she couldn't hear the hard words, scolding, arguments, subtle crying, soft apologies, mumbled prayers, tired sighs or wordless silences. Those were things kids shouldn't know, so she was expected to do nothing about them, just to keep quiet and step aside. The night Mirabel didn't get her gift, however, too many things changed forever. And when she heard tío Bruno crumbling in his room, as much as the very walls of the tower, she decided it was time to step forward.
I'll keep it updated as I post more! :D
