The rats told me everything.

This is an Encanto canon character roleplay blog. Antonio Madrigal. Pinned by Naosh. Muse and blog both established on January 9th, 2022. OC-Friendly and Crossover-Friendly. Okay with iconless roleplays and icon roleplays. Sideblog to @austrianteacher. PERSONALS, DO NOT INTERACT UNLESS YOU HAVE A ROLEPLAY BLOG. Blog is in a work in progress.

[chasingmiracles-a-deactivated20]

❝Gratitude helps you grow and expand; gratitude brings joy and laughter into your life and into the lives of all those around you.❞ - Eileen Caddy

                                    // mun and rules // muses // credits //

[speakingtoanimals-m]

Moved Antonio to @chasingmiracles.

[speakingtoanimals-m]

Moved Antonio to @chasingmiracles.

[speakingtoanimals-m]

clearskics​:

@speakingtoanimals​ asked: “Good morning. Hm, how do you like your eggs?” Antonio wanted to try to make breakfast for his mother, with the help of his animal companions. 

Pepa couldn’t help but to smile at her son’s sweet gesture, hand placed over her chest, “Buenos dias, mijo. I prefer my eggs scrambled.” It was nice to see her son is trying new things like cooking. In fact, she was looking forward to eat them. It doesn’t matter if the eggs are perfect or not. 

Antonio became rather excited, giving a nod. “Scrambled eggs comin’ right up!” He exclaimed brightly, his eyes beaming up with excitement. He got to making eggs with the help of his animal companions, including Pico. Soon enough, the eggs were finally finished. Some of it is burnt but Antonio and his friends seemed really proud of what they’ve done.

[speakingtoanimals-m]

clarociel​:

“Oh, that? I was just. I was doing some thinking, Tonito.”

“Are you sure, Mamá?” Antonio asked quietly in concern, frowning softly. “What are you thinking about?”

[speakingtoanimals-m]

“don’t just stand there, looking at me.” ( from snowy! )

@adventurexsouled || random dialogue prompts (accepting)

Antonio winced slightly, then apologizing. “Lo siento.” He got down to his knees, reaching a hand out for the other to inspect. “What’s your name?”

[speakingtoanimals-m]

“take my hand.”

@atouchofsalt || random dialogue prompts (accepting)

Antonio puts on a soft, kind grin as he gave a small nod, reaching his hand out to grab a hold of Bruno’s hand. “Where are we going, Tio?”

[speakingtoanimals-m]

clearskics​:

“¡Hola, mi hijo! I’m doing so much better!” Pepa placed a hand over her son’s shoulder, squeezing gently in reassurance. She was happy the family was getting along and the Casita restored it’s magic. As proof, a rainbow appeared above her head, smiling softly at her son, “How is Pico? Did you both have a good time today?”

Antonio seemed rather happy and relieved to hear that his mother was doing much more better than she was before. A bright smile plastered across his face as Pico squawked out of happiness. “Pico says that he had fun. We both had fun today!” Antonio exclaimed rather brightly.

[speakingtoanimals-m]

leaderintitleonly​:

Greetings were the easiest. Luckily, Antonio seemed to understand him. Maybe there were some skills to gain when you talked to the animals. It meant understanding poor souls who needed to study their Spanish more and start using it. “¡Igualmente!” He held out his hand to Parce, allowing him to inspect it. It was calloused and a bit wrinkled from centuries of work. “I think that can be arranged. We’re a bit, uh… Well company can kinda frighten us, but not you. You’re lot like a lass I know.” His other hand rested against his belt. “Lil’ fella like you on your own? Well…” He wasn’t much shorter than Doc. He shrugged at the thought and gave a gentle chuckle. “Anything you got in kind, erm, mind? Bit of a climb up here in these mountains… I wouldn’t venture much further, bein’ me. But… tell ya what. I’ll hay- erm, stay ‘round. I ain’t got nothin’ to do but go back home. Might as well. Not that you’re too little… but fun sounds like, erm, fun.” Smooth. It could have went worse.

Parce sniffed Doc’s hand, noticing how Doc’s hand was calloused and a bit wrinkled. “How come company scares you guys?” Antonio’s curious voice could be heard, genuine concern slipping through. “I’m not on my own. I have Parce to keep me company. Pico’s out somewhere around here.” Parce then walked right over to Antonio, sitting there right next to Antonio. Antonio seemed to understand as he shrugged slightly. “I’ve never traveled out this far before and I would love to explore what is out here.”

[speakingtoanimals-m]

❛ it’s okay. you can let go. ❜

@atouchofsalt​ || hit them where it hurts (accepting)

Antonio’s heart tightened as he frowned softly. “I don’t want to let go, Tio Bruno.”

[speakingtoanimals-m]

I may be able to answer the asks that’s the one in my Antonio inbox on my Encanto multimuse. I can also answer the drafts here and then you guys can tag them in my Encanto multimuse.

[accidentalprone-m]

Here’s the Encanto Multimuse chasingmiracles. The blog’s in a work in progress.

[accidentalprone-m]

Thinking about making an Encanto multimuse and moving Agustin and Antonio from their blogs to the Encanto multimuse.

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐡𝐢𝐭 ‘𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  more  angst  to  devastate  your  writing  partners.  metaphorically.  )

❛ you’re a weapon, and weapons don’t weep. ❜

❛ you can’t save everyone. ❜

❛ it should have been you. ❜

❛ did i do good? ❜

❛ i’m sorry that i can’t save you. ❜

❛ wait for me, will you? ❜

❛ i can’t lose you again! ❜

❛ you were dead, i saw you die. ❜

❛ we won’t forget each other, right? ❜

❛ i’m real. i’m here. ❜

❛ you already know how this will end. ❜

❛ it’s always my fault, isn’t it? ❜

❛ i don’t want to go. ❜

❛ can you remember how you died? ❜

❛ i love you, but you’re not mine. ❜

❛ have you ever lost someone? ❜

❛ i didn’t ask to get made. ❜

❛ you’re as beautiful as the day i lost you. ❜

❛ i never meant to hurt you. ❜

❛ is it really you? ❜

❛ their blood is on your hands. ❜

❛ it would have been better to die. ❜

❛ i’m not ready to lose you yet. ❜

❛ i wish i met you sooner. ❜

❛ let’s just stay here. grow old. ❜

❛ you’re the first friend i ever had. ❜

❛ i told you not to fall in love with me. ❜

❛ you always push people away. i just thought you’d never do it to me. ❜

❛ everyone i’ve cared about has either died of left me. except for you. ❜

❛ i know i have a heart because i can feel it breaking. ❜

❛ they’re not coming back. ❜

❛ i’m sorry, have we met? ❜

❛ in my dreams, we’re still together. ❜

❛ you’re the one good thing left in this world. ❜

❛ i hate the way that i don’t hate you. ❜

❛ it’s okay. you can let go. ❜

❛ you mean nothing to me. ❜

❛ we’re on our own now. ❜

❛ you can’t kill me, i’m not alive. ❜

❛ it wasn’t supposed to end like this. ❜

❛ do you remember when we first met? ❜

❛ we’ll see each other again. ❜

❛ there’s nothing you could have done. ❜

❛ we did it. we won. ❜

❛ let’s not go back. not ever. ❜

❛ thanks for playing with me. ❜

❛ why does it feel like this is goodbye? ❜

[rocknmeme]

post - trauma sentence starters  blood, death mention.

“don’t do that. don’t shut me out.” 

“you’ve been crying. i can tell.”

“we need to change those bandages and get some food in you.”

“you want me to rub your back ’til you fall asleep?”

“that was a brave thing you did today.” 

“shh, that’s okay, get everything out.”   

“there’s something on your shirt. you – that’s blood!”

“need some space?”

“you should lay down.”

“there’s nothing wrong with asking for help.” 

“shh, shh. you were having a nightmare.”

“we can talk through the door.” 

“let’s clean you up and get you to bed, okay?”

“you almost died.” 

“i brought you a blanket.”

“you’re home. you’re safe.” 

“i’m worried about you.”

“is everything okay?”

“tell me how to make it better.”

“it’s been a tough few days. how are you holding up?”

“you have to stay awake. come on, give my hand a squeeze.” 

“you’re in the hospital.” 

“think you can make it to the bathroom?”

“no, no. don’t close your eyes.”

[speakingtoanimals-m]

“You are very…small for a human.”

Granted, they hadn’t seen too many humans before.

"You sound like you haven't been around humans a lot. I'm a kid. I'm Antonio! What's your name?"

[arcadiandefenders]

I want to write here on Tumblr so badly but my mood for writing on Tumblr is extremely low. ;;w;;