#(oc) lupe

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An original comic that I did about Kris's backstory... I was limited to just one page so it was pretty difficult to summarize it well.

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While I’m still working on writing some fics inspired by @dos-oroguitas’s fics and headcanons, I had to draw my reader insert for her fic Home, Lupe! I'll probably sketch some scenarios from Home and You Belong since they're my favorite ❤! It's also nice to sketch between paragraphs, haha.

Lupe's supposed to have embroidery on her shirt sleeve and skirt, but I'm still designing all that (im horrible with the art of fashion forgive me)

Little Lupe with her newfound family...

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16 with Lupe and Marco!

#16 on my Spotify Wrapped: Stay by Steve Grand Spotify / Youtube / Genius Lyrics

(The ask being referred to)

Hello, I see this request is for Lupe and Marco, I added some FloNY on the side, hope you don't mind!

It was a get-together for the originally Spanish states. Which really just meant the Southwest, Florida, and all their plus ones.

Still, Marco appreciated in his own way being included as a part of the group. Arizona was bickering with Nevada over something. New Mexico was over visiting with Colorado and California. Roberto looked tipsy already, and Marco managed a lopsided grin, wondering how much prodding it would take to push him over the edge into being their drunk entertainment. Carson probably wouldn't mind. And it wasn't like Alejandra was paying attention to her brother, she and his sister Marisol had already snuck off somewhere quiet.

But before he could put his plans in motion, Lupe dropped down next to him under the shade tree he'd chosen, a bottle of beer in each hand.

"Thirsty?"

"Maybe." Marco popped open the bottle and took a sniff. "Where'd you get this?"

"It reads Deschutes on the label. Where do ya think I got it?"

Ah. Marco looked towards the grill, where Lupe had stationed her boyfriend. Chris was flipping burgers and humming to himself.

"I still don't get you and him." Marco said. "You could do better."

"I can. And I've decided that I don't want too." Lupe popped open her own beer and tilted half of it back in one go. Marco rolled his eyes, and then turned back to look towards Roberto, waiting for his opportunity to cause chaos.

"I noticed you didn't bring a plus one." Lupe says as she lowers the bottle down. "Trouble in paradise?"

Marco frowns, and Lupe pauses, and then her tone changes.

"God, Marco, what did you and him fight about now?"

Marco took a swig from the bottle before answering. "He wants me to go to Europe. To meet Lars."

"And?"

"And why the fuck should I need approval from any European prat?! It's not like I need Antonio's approval to fuck him!" Lupe stares at Marco, and he turns away as she takes a deep breath. "And don't preach at me. I get it enough."

"Marco." Lupe says, tired. "He isn't getting Lars' damn approval. Lars is important to him, for some damn inexplicable reason. He wants Lars to see you're important to him."

"Funny way of showing it." Marco takes another swig, and Lupe sighs.

"You know how Chris showed me that I was one of the most important people in his life?"

"I assume it involves a bedroom and a lot of straight people nonsense."

"Rude, and incorrect." Lupe looks over towards Chris. "He showed me the places and the people most important to him. And I don't mean Beverly and Adam, I already knew them plenty. I mean the graves of the people who raised him. I mean the reservations. He wanted me to see what had made him who he was."

"And what, you think Jan's trying to do something like that?"

"Lars shaped him more than you think. There's a reason he looks like a slightly wonky photocopy of the bastard." Lupe sighed, looking out over the gathering. "New York cares about you. Both of you get real cagey about it, but the rest of us aren't idiots. He wants to take you to Europe to show you that you ain't a fling to him."

Marco's quiet.

"You have to give him a little trust, Marco. Yeah, he's slept around in the past and played the part of the player. But he hasn't done that shit since you and him went steady. He's trying to show you whatcha mean to him. Let him, even if it's weird to you. It'll make him happy."

And with that, she tilts back the rest of her beer, and then, using the bottle, gestures to Roberto.

"Now... how many beers do we think we need to sneak past Carson to embarrass Berto?"

Marco paused, and then let a conspiratorial grin come over his face. "How much whiskey you got in your hipflask?"

"Enough." She says, grinning.

"Good. We're gonna need it."

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INKTOBER DAY 10: PATTERN

small doodle of my chaotic,extra, chess daughter

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Back Again with Lupe Madrigal 🐺🐑, my reader insert OC for @dos-oroguitas Encanto Fic - Home!

Lupe's first dress! Takes place shortly after first meeting the Madrigal Family. Due to her clothes getting rather gross and dirty from rummaging through their garbage bins, Abuela had the grandchildren, minus Antonio, search through their oldest clothes to try find something their new guest could wear to dinner that night.

Mirabel and Camilo were the only ones to have something clean that could fit Lupe. Camilo's clothing fit Lupe's current style of the hand-me-downs that her youngest Tío gave her(even a cute little yellow ruana from his younger years!). But she jumped on the chance to wear a dress, as her Tías handed down dresses she'd never have any hope of fitting. It's a simple little thing, really, one of Mirabel's first embroidery designs.

But Lupe's never felt prettier! Next up, hair styling with Isabela!

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Last Frontier, Big Sky, Lone Star

Anya (Alaska), Helen (Montana), and Lupe (Texas)

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Great Plains to the Gulf

Logan and Lupe

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oh by the way y’all in the time ive been gone this last week, my Texas OC has a first name now, and I did decide that she and Chris are probably dating bc he’s soft for women who can punt him and will not hesistate to do so.

anyhow, here’s Lupe