MOVED: @ohtragedy

A multifandom multimuseWritten by Cat. Ft.Bruno & Pepa Madrigal from ENCANTO (Follows on ExecutionaryGlory)

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WELCOME TO THE FAMILY MADRIGAL—

                                                   RULES | MUSES

Welcome to my multi fandom multi muse side blog that I follow on via my main blog, @executionaryglory (it’s easier to keep track for me).

Mun goes by CAT. 28, She/They, MST timezone. THIS BLOG IS LOW ACTIVITY. 18+ mostly for possible graphic themes from certain fandoms, possible nsfw (ADULT MUSES ONLY). I AM MUTUALS ONLY, Meaning I only write with people I mutually follow from my main blog!

OHTRAGEDY currently features BRUNO and PEPA MADRIGAL from Disney’s ENCANTO, as well as other muses from the same film. It also features muses from LEAGUE OF LEGENDS, POKEMON, MHA, MARVEL, and FNAF: SECURITY BREACH.

Please read my RULES and such BEFORE interacting.

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                                      —WE ARE THE FAMILY MADRIGAL!

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OKKKAAAY SO I MOVED MY BLOG,

I was way too active on here to keep it a side blog any longer so please go follow @ohtragedy

URL is the same, tumblr won’t let me tag it. I’m just finishing setting it up and making more icons and moving everything. :^)

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Something I really want to explore is Pepa and Félix either before they got married, or as newly weds. I just. Cries.

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I’m gonna work on icons tomorrow. And I’m also going to add present mic on here. I honestly might just move all muses I have and just have a multi. It’s just easier ig? So I might even move Draven here and stuff. Idk. I’ll se show I feel tomorrow.

Anyway my BNHA muses (Mic and Aizawa) will be private/request only.

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I miss writing present mic SO BADLY I’m honestly tempted to just fucking throw him on this blog too bc I can’t be bothered to go on his blog as much

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“She didn’t need to be saved. She needed to be found and appreciated for exactly who she was.”

— j. iron word

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“  you don’t have to carry it all.  humans aren’t made to be solitary creatures.  i want to help.  all you have to do is ask.  ” (For Luisa!)

“I KNOW—but…But everyone NEEDS me to be strong. If I’M not then —who WILL be?”

The question is GENUINE, thumb rubbing against her other HAND as she looks down at the GROUND, brows FURROWED as her gaze FALLS to the ground.

LUISA was someone the village COUNTED on. NO one could do what SHE did—and it GAVE her a sense of PURPOSE.

“I just…I don’t know HOW to ask for help.”

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I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box.

Dear person I hate, Dear person I like, Dear ex boyfriend, Dear ex girlfriend, Dear ex bestfriend, Dear bestfriend, Dear *anyone*, Dear Santa, Dear mom, Dear dad, Dear future me, Dear past me, Dear person I’m jealous of, Dear person I had a crush on, Dear girlfriend, Dear boyfriend, Dear [insert URL here],

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“  you know,  sometimes you don’t have to find the answers.  i think it can be enough to just admit you’re lost.  for now.  ” for luisa !!!!!

“I know. I KNOW. I’m trying, sis—it’s just HARD, you know?”

Luisa sighs softly, ROLLING her shoulders. She’s TRYING to be better about giving herself a BREAK, but it probes so many QUESTIONS. She still FEELS as though she’ WORTHLESS sometimes—if she can’t be of SERVICE to anyone. Old HABITS just die HARD. Still, Luisa SMILES at her sister; it’s REASSURING.

“I think you’re RIGHT. Thanks.”

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one of the things i like abt ur blog is ur formatting and aesthetics? like i love the colored text you use ( and i get sad whenever i trim the posts and it gets rid of it dkjdhdkjd ), but i also just love the way u write period? obviously shown by the fact that i have been up till 5 am twice bc of something we were writing together KJHDKJD

sobs. Thanatos I give u kiss. This is so sweet,,,,

Im so happy when people say they like my writing cause I’m scared I’m not descriptive enough LMAO

mwah mwah

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ANONYMOUSLY OR NOT, TELL ME SOMETHING YOU LIKE ABOUT MY MUSE/BLOG

it could be about my portrayal, my headcanons, my blog’s aesthetic, my muse’s dynamic with someone else’s muse, etc. 

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What if I made promos for money

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what.

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    ☀ “ I MISS MY WIFE. she hasn’t disappeared or anything. she’s just not here && i miss her. “ 

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“Félix—Mi AMOR—I’m right here.”

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“  i’m lost without you.  and i’m not asking you to fix me or be something you’re not.  i’m just asking you to keep being the lighthouse you are just by being you.   and let me be guide myself by it.  ”  / bruno to esma

She BLINKS, and she can’t help but be SURPRISED by his words. Her heart BEATS—one, two, three. ONE, TWO, THREE. It’s LOUD but she was still so focused on HIM. Cheeks tint PINK, a soft LAUGH leaving her.

Esma steps FORWARD. Her hands CUP his cheeks and foreheads PRESS together. “I don’t want to FIX you,” she COOS. She KNOWS he’s BROKEN—and she’s unsure if she could even FIX him—but she knew that she could LOVE Bruno regardless. She DID love him regardless.

Thumbs gently CARESS under his eyes and she hums, noses BRUSHING together gently.

“I will ALWAYS be here for you, whenever you NEED me.”

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∗ 12﹕ sender  invites  receiver  to  dance . / félix to pepa

A GIGGLE escapes her lips, green hues SOFT with emotion as a hand is HELD out to her. Teeth SHOW when she laughs, cheeks SCRUNCHED in amusement before Pepa moves her hand to GENTLY rest on top of her husbands.

Pepa STANDS, free hand moving to Félix’s SHOULDER, her body relaxing as she feels his hand at her WAIST. There’s no MUSIC—it’s just THEN, and she couldn’t be HAPPIER.

The moment PULLS her from REALITY for a moment. She feels as though she’s gone back in TIME—When they got married—NO—further back. Back when they were young as teenagers In LOVE, back when they had NO responsibilities. Back when it was just THEM against the WORLD.

NOW, life was more HECTIC. Now, they had THREE beautiful children TOGETHER. Eyes WELL up and TEARS run down freckled cheeks; but she LAUGHS. There’s no RAIN—no CLOUDS. She’s happy.

She’s so HAPPY.

Lips press GENTLY to his—They’re still MOVING. Still SWAYING to music that wasn’t THERE.

“Te amo, Mi Corazón.”

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I’m once again listening to dos oruguitas and crying about Esma and Bruno, thx