The triplets🥺❤️
And before you say “stop stealing art”, I didn’t actually know who it was until someone finally NICELY commented who. Credits to you @/sun-kissed-roses!! Your art is amazing!’ <3

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The triplets🥺❤️
And before you say “stop stealing art”, I didn’t actually know who it was until someone finally NICELY commented who. Credits to you @/sun-kissed-roses!! Your art is amazing!’ <3
10 years old triplets + Young Alma
This is my first time doing digital art and I’m still trying to find my own style. I hope you like it.
Inspired by a quote from @incorrect-madrigal-quotes
This may be my favourite drawing I’ve done
Encanto Owl House AU ✨ this idea is from @ramshackledtrickster and I had to draw them again, it is so much fun! I hope you enjoy my artworks :) and I hope @ramshackledtrickster you like it!
Julieta is in the healing coven, Bruno is in the oracle coven and Pepa is in the potion coven and make weather orbs.
i’m just begging for new contents
Ways to say I love you...
So I stumbled across this post a few days ago and it made me want to write a drabble for Alma and her little family. I hope you enjoy.
Alma walked down the stairs, hands clasped together as she thought about all that needed done today. Two homes on the south side needed shingles replaced. The gardens at the north end needed more water, that would mean Pepa would need to be there before the noon bell rang. Then there were the weavers who needed more fleece for clothes, that meant she needed to see if the sheep were ready for shearing yet and then the wool would need transport. All of that was besides what she would need to do for home. Sure Casita could take care of some things, the dishes were something it enjoyed, but the floors still needed to be swept and the laundry needed washed and hung out to dry. Her day looked busier the longer she thought of it and truly it was starting to give her a headache already.
Now usually when she entered the kitchen, it was already in motion, Casita took care of the bulk of that with starting the ovens and moving some of the larger things about. This morning however things were still and quiet, the twelve year old triplets sitting at the counter in wait, looking bored and impatient.
“Mama!” The eldest of the triplets bounded over, grasping Alma’s hands in hers with a grin and followed very closely by the other two. Their eyes were eager and bright as they smiled at their mother.
“Buenas dias mis bebes. What is going on here?” The woman couldn’t help but smile in return, seeing them happy always made her so.
“Mama, we were wondering… would you make huevos pericos for us?”
“Pretty please mama?” That was her second daughter, chiming in with her hands folded in front of her, a pout on her lips. Alma blinked at the three, a brow arching as she considered the request, her hands poised on her hips.
“But you know how to make that, Juli.” She couldn’t help but chuckle a little bit, shaking her head slightly at them. These were her children, these silly things.
“But.. you make them really good.. Juli does too but yours are the best..” She looked at her son, his head turned down slightly and the pout very apparent. He was rubbing at his arm again but he still managed to look up at her for a moment before back down at his own feet.
And that’s what pushed her over.
With a soft sigh and a small smile the woman set to work. She pulled the skillet out and got the eggs and tomatoes.
“If I am to make this, you have to make the arepas.” She turned to see three bright and eager faces shining at her and laughed. “Go go, get the masa, apúrate por favor.”
The kitchen bustled with life as the four found themselves helping each other with the exception of Alma’s huevos pericos, the children wouldn’t even look at the pan she was cooking in. How she still got roped into helping mix and mold the arepas was beyond her, surely three preteens could’ve handled that much. But she wouldn’t complain, not in the least, it had been ages since she had been the one to cook in this kitchen. Since handing the domain over to Julieta at the tender age of ten she had hardly needed to. She had missed this…
“The arepas are ready, mama!” Pepa had the plate full, ready to take them to the table with a bright rainbow over her head. It made the woman so happy to see that. She pulled the pan from the stove and placed it on a towel on the counter, leaving the spoon in for serving.
“How about we eat here today. I’m sure Casita wouldn’t mind us not using the dining table.” And neither would she, for once. She missed the nostalgia of cooking a meal, of eating in the kitchen with her babies, of them being so much smaller… It would be okay for today. At least for breakfast time. It’s okay for her to just be a mom. And when breakfast is over, she can be everything else she has to be, but in this moment it feels good just to be their mom.
The plates were filled and the three kids sat on the stools, happily spooning eggs into their mouths. When she finally got to her own plate, she made the discovery that all the arepas she herself had made were gone. Selecting one she knew her son had formed she smiled, watching the three dig into their plates happily.
“Gracias, Mama. This is so good!”
“Yeah it is! These are the best huevos ever!” Julieta at least had managed to swallow her food before she spoke, Pepa seemed to be having too much of a good time for that thought.
“Si! Gracias, mami.” Alma cupped the boy's cheek with a smile, he was easiest to reach being right next to her, and gave a nod. “Of course, mis bebes.”
It was just eggs, tomatoes and scallions. The arepas were made the same way as they always were. And yet, Alma had to agree with them.
Those were the best eggs she’s had in a long time…
Ok, but... I’m the only one who believes that the order of Madrigal triplets is:
1. Julieta
Without a doubt she is the most responsible sister, and I feel that in her time she was highly signalled by Alma as “the example”
2. Bruno
I think it’s “mom’s child” (just like Pepa and Camilo). Considered “the rare child” by the other children of the town
3. Pepa
Come on!!! She is the younger sister. I have no doubt that it was a real headache (and perhaps the reason for some Alma gray hair). I think it was and still is “Altanera, preciosa y orgullosa”
Sorry for being to late, but i saw your response to a ask about Encanto characters being OOC. I and finally have found someone who thinks like me 😪😪😪😪 like, okay people can think whatever they like, but I cant bring myself to think that Pepa was that rebellious and wild in her younger years or that she and Felix would do intercourse before marriage.
Common, it was the 20s (in south america) even non-religious (because I think of them as catholic) ladies waited for the marriage. I doubt that even in 50s, any of Madrigal daughters and nieces would do that too. Like, my grandma (brazilian) married my grandpa in the 70s and was only able to kiss him on the wedding ceremony.
So, my ask, how do ya think Juli and Pepa were in her teens/young adult years.
Hey! Oh well Anon, I don't really have any thoughts on young triplets buuuuuut...
Well, I do think Pepa was rebellious, but not in the sexual sense. She might have gone just against Alma's wishes or be like "oh, let's drink and party!" and then have the worst hangover ever, or "let's dance and get back home late!", but nothing that would cross the line. And I think having sex before marriage is something that would cross the line (as you said, it's the '20s in rural, mostly Catholic Colombia, after all). Not to mention Pepa would be probably terrified of getting pregnant out of wedlock because of the possible consequences of that (the gossip in town, their parents' anger and disappointment, probably the elevating talk with the priest and so on). She seems too anxious to even start that, to be honest.
I think many people consider that people who come from very religious families and have premarital sex, like, reach the peak of rebellion doing that, and that's it's so... freeing. Making someone maybe even more interesting, or more human, but I think you can save these things for after marriage and still be an adventurous, rebellious soul. The sexual sphere of life has nothing to do with your personality, damn it. Pepa still can be that crazy, funny, rebellious aunt even if she waited until marriage.