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yall. start paying me. (also requests for oneshots/these are open)

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madrigal grandkid: has a kid

the person who painted the wall mural:

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*sighs* im so fucking sick of yall /j

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luisa and a preformer!girlfriend

summary ;; headcannons about luisa x a girlfriend who preforms

warnings ;; none

fandom / pairing ;; encanto, luisa x f!reader

notes ;; i LOVE this game

taglist ;; none!

ooh chile

she first met you after seeing you dance and sing for the village

one word

awestruck.

she talked to you, and was like "you're a great singer/dancer!" while being just a nervous little lady

you found her very adorable

overtime, she came to see you, with flowers (thanks isabela!), and a good conversation

you talked and talked and talked

until you fell flat for each other

you started bringing her small snacks

she bought you little trinkets

and then you two were oblivious morons for a while

UNTIL

you decided to sing a love song (that you wrote yourself) at a performance

of course, luisa was there to watch you

but as you sang it, you made eye contact with her, the whole time

which left her a red, flustered mess

after the show, you told her about the song, how she was the sole inspiration for it, and how it was dedicated to her

babygirl cried

she cried, and she hugged you

and she told you that she reciprocated those feelings you expressed

she began showing you VERY light affection the next day

and as the weeks went on, you two opened more to more names/affection

it was nice

she watched all of your shows

and was totally like

"that's my girl!!!"

and she would continue giving you flowers

and she would S P O I L you

i swear

you needed better dance shoes? done.

you were thirsty? done.

you wanted a nice dress? done.

you needed somebody to do your hair for a show? done.

anything you wanted or needed, you would get

and you would also spoil her, but not with material things

she was tired? you'd let her take a nap, with her head on your lap, while you sang to her

she was hungry? you'd buy her lots of obleas

she was anxious? you'd let her play with your hair while you wrote songs

she spends the whole day admiring you, from afar

(dating such a wonderful person did NOT exempt her from chores)

you sang about how kind and smart and brave she was

and she would always show you off whenever she got the chance

she would always have a hand on your back when she walked with you

and she would never neglect to pay you a quick visit before a show, wishing you the best of luck

literally just basking in your beauty and perfection

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okay so here are some modern madrigal family hcs

so they all lived in one house

which meant a LOT of shared bedrooms

isabela luisa mirabel and dolores all shared a room

camilo and antonio shared a room

abuela slept in the attic

while the two couples kind of shared a room (with bruno)

while there are the two main units, there are even more little 'gangs'

there's 'The Boyz' (ft. felix, agustin, camilo, antonio) - 'the band kids' (ft. luisa, camilo, mirabel, dolores) - 'the knitting army' (ft. julieta, alma, pepa, mirabel) - and many more

there's one family car. a 2017 white ford transit connect. and everybody think they finna get kidnapped when they drive around

the car is named greg

agustin built little coat hangers for each grandkid

antonio once caught sight of a successful mouse trap in the house and cried for days

luisa is the tallest in the family

BUT felix totally believes he's taller

so he gets all shocked when he measures her

when luisa bought a girl home for the first time, the house was a CLOWNHOUSE - clownhouse ft: - isabela interrogating the girlfriend - agustin sobbing 25/8 - the girls being upset bc they dont want somebody else in the room - antonio asking to be the best man at the wedding - camilo screaming bc he ACTUALLY thought he'd get a girl before luisa

the living room is always occupied

like

one has to claim a time to watch their favorite program a week in advance

grocery trips SUCK

bc for some reason, those are a family event

bc they get so much stuff at the store, they go about once a month

the family is a strict believer of "u invited one child to this party, so only that child is going to that party"

once dolores ran for homecoming queen as a joke in middle school so the whole family helped with the campaign

she won

they dont go to professional salons to get haircuts

pepa does them!

so like

they line the grandkids up so they can get haircuts

luisa, dolores, isabela, and camilo try and get out of it

idk like 4 part two

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i need a life

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@oddlyspecificalignmentcharts

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𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔? ( encanto )

summary ;; you and your girlfriend, luisa madrigal, speak through a window of the castia, as your relationship is, and will stay a secret. until you ask a certain question.

pairing ;; luisa m. x gender neutral!reader

warnings ;; slight angst

taglist ;; none !

notes ;; fluffy! encanto! i! love! luisa!

IT WAS ROUTINE FOR YOU AND LUISA TO SPEAK THROUGH WINDOWS AS DATES. a normal thing. during the day, you would both agree on what window to go to, yours, or hers, and at night, after the town was asleep, you two would have dates, through the window.

"buenas tardes, amor," you say, looking up. luisa looks out, and waves at you. "you look nice."

"as do you, preciosa."

you smile because endearing terms do still fluster you. it's pathetic, sure. but it feels nice. suddenly, you get an idea. "luisa, amor, will you help me up? i want to see you," you say, gesturing up to her window. she grins like a child and nods. she wasn't that high up away from you, all you had to do was climb a few feet, and you'd be in the window.

you climbed a few feet, and luisa helped pull you up the rest of the way. "there you go, y/n, you okay?" she asked, placing a hand on your shoulder.

"i'm fine, luisa. thank you."

she laughed. "no need, you know i'd do anything to be with you. and believe me, i would lift you through windows every hour on the hour if it meant being close to you."

she had a certain way with words that made you lose track of who you were. her ways made you stutter and stammer and blush and forget your name. but you never forgot her. "you'd do that for me?" of course, you knew the answer. you just wanted to hear it from her.

"mi vida, of course. you know i'd do anything for you. you know that." she said, rubbing your shoulder. "every day when i work, i work for you. are you doubting my love for you?" she asks. this time, you truly can't tell if she's joking or not.

you gasped, and shook your head. "no! my love, no. i just like hearing it from you, i know you love me. i really do," you said, holding her face. she smiled and nodded.

"i know that you know i love you. i've never doubted that for a second. and i never will." she confirmed, grabbing your hand. "and i'm glad you do," she said, before kissing your cheek.

"mi amor, i have a question," you say, holding her cheek. she nods at you, gesturing for you to ask it. "would you ever marry me?" you ask. you think luisa stopped breathing. "mi amor?" you ask. she blinks.

"would i ever marry you?" she repeats. you nod. slowly, ever so slowly, she begins to smile and nod. "mi reina, of course, i would marry you. i would marry you in the middle of a tornado, i would marry you on my deathbed. i would marry you right this second if you asked me." she said, as you pressed your forehead to hers.

your heart almost melts. "really?"

"yes, of course. why would i ever lie to you? i'm honest, love."

you two stare at each other for what seems like hours, before luisa kisses you, and holds you in her arms, for the longest time. "would you really marry me?" you whisper, so quiet that you didn't think she heard you. you feel her nod, and you smile, before lifting her chin to look at you. you look at her, and almost immediately she registers your question.

"are you serious?" she asks, desperately trying to contain her excitement. you nod, and she laughs. "y/n, i'll marry you, i'll marry you, i love you," she said, murmuring into your hair like a prayer. she kept repeating those words until she abruptly stopped. "nobody needs to know. we'll be engaged for a while, then we'll tell my family. until then, nobody needs to know." she says.

you nod. "i understand. i'm not mad at you, amor. don't think i am." you say, stroking her hair. she sadly nods. she opens her mouth to talk, before you both hear the door creak open.

"i know." dolores said, tilting her head.