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Dolores Headcanon (Modern AU)
If she lived in the modern age, Dolores would like and relate to Taylor Swift and Adele’s songs, especially “You Belong With Me” and “Someone Like You”
Most people know Taylor Swift and Adele’s music are mostly about lost love and inner turmoil and I think Dolores would connect with them. We don’t know how long Dolores has had a crush on Mariano but I’m going to say for like a few years. “You Belong With Me” is about a girl pining after a guy who is with another and she thinks they don’t fit as a couple. This can pretty much be Dolores’ mindset on the engagement. “Someone Like You” is about woman mourning the loss of a love who is marrying another woman. Again, pretty similar to the engagement circumstances.
What do you guys think?
THE THIEF AND THE PROPHET CHAPTER 2: 【 THE DEVIL'S HANGED MAN 】
「 The celebrations have begun! It's a joyous time of laughter, reminiscing, and preparation in the days leading up to the wedding of Dolores and Mariano. Well...for everyone else, at least.
Bruno finds himself a little overwhelmed by all the festivities, feeling a lot of pressure to not make accidentally 'ruining weddings' a tradition of his.
It doesn't help that the strange talisman he won in a dice game is attracting a lot of unwanted attention when it's revealed that the jewel merchant is said to be a 'gold thief' who lures people in with stories and 'fools gold' in exchange for real gold.
Meanwhile, the mysterious jewel merchant, Chel, returns home, where she mopes in a bath after finding another gray hair. Thankfully, her sister, Inés, is there to boost her spirits, as are the magical charms of her youngest nephew, Vito. 」 ✨| CHAPTER 3: A flashback to almost 12 years ago right before Mirabel's ceremony and Bruno's disappearance. Chel returns to The Encanto with her family and has a conversation with a mysterious stranger.
Thank you so much for waiting patiently for this chapter! There's a lot of information leading into the next. Everything has meaning and nothing is a mistake. Would love to hear your thoughts and feedback! HAPPY FRIDAY THE 13th!
My cross ships
They touch (drill) tips often
He was punk, (s)he did be ballet.
Old mfs
A little bit of this and a little bit of that
Bro, I just saw that maluma was on the diddy list. HE'S MARIANO'S VOICE ACTOR! WHAT IF HE DOESN'T APPEAR IN ENCANTO TWO CAUSE OF THIS?! YOU HAVE ONE FUCKING JOB AS THE ACTOR OF ONE OF MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS AND ITS TO NOT BE PROBLEMATIC UNTIL: A. WHATEVER YOU'RE IN IS OVER OR B. YOU'RE DEAD! Its seriously not that hard, I really hope it's a lie or something else cause I'll be so disappointed if we don't see Mariano because of this. ☹
Madrigal Granchildren Timeline
Okay, so I recently grew obsessed with my timeline from my headcannons with my last Encanto post, and I wanted to pan it all out, name my oc’s and maybe flesh out the itty bitty backstories? Link for the headcannons down here.
listen ik Isabella didn't want to marry Mariano but do y'all think she'd marry me?
Literally the whole Madrigal family except Alma, Felix and Agustin: bitches b like “im baby” but have childhood trauma and neglect like wtf do u know about being baby u were forced to grow up from an early age anyways we’re bitches
Mariano: Should I be concerned?
Felix: sips coffee Don't worry, that's normal
Agustin: nods in argemeent
Alma: Why do I feel like I messed up somewhere?
I was thinking about an AU where Isabela never confessed that she didn't want to marry Mariano.
Confess to Mirabel, that is. She admitted it to Dolores at some point.
Dolores, in turn, told her that actually she wanted to marry Mariano.
And instead of doing the natural thing and telling their parents, because the Madrigal family is awful at communicating, they decided to pull a switch. At Isabela's wedding, it would actually be Dolores under the veil, and she wouldn't reveal herself until it was too late. They'd be married, and no matter the reaction of the family, they couldn't do that.
Except, of course, that the ceremony would be invalid, because Dolores would be married under the name Isabela Madrigal.
Unless they got the priest in on it. And he agreed to go along with it. And not tell their family.
A friend of mine suggested that they have Antonio's animals cause a distraction at all the points Isabela's name would be said in the ceremony. They wouldn't tell him what was going on - just "Hey, don't you want your jaguar to be with you when your cousin gets married?" And then said jaguar entering right at the moment Padre Flores says Isabela's name causes a bit of an uproar, so no one hears that he actually said Dolores' name instead.
And then after the wedding everyone realizes what happened.
Meanwhile, poor Mariano is stuck on the middle and has no clue what's going on.
[Set in Pedro and Alma swap au]
Isabela: Papa, did you have to fight Bruno to allow Abuelo to marry mom?
Isabela: Just how Mariano is going to fight Luisa for me.
Agustin: Oh, yes. What a wonderful times...
Isabela: How did you manage not to fall on your own sword?
Agustin: Honestly, I have no idea
It's a great night
Pedro really wishes for Isabela's proposal evening to go perfectly
Mirabel just hopes that her Abuelo won't find out about the vision
Happens in Pedro and Alma swap au
"Don't panic... Everything is going to be fine..." Mirabel reminded herself, gazing at Dolores across the table, not even daring to blink. Others didn't seem to notice their strange staring competition. Abuelo and Señora Guzman were chatting about how they wanted this wedding to be. Isabela picked at the plate, occasionally exchanging a few words with her future fiance, who just couldn't stop babbling with the face of an excited puppy. Luisa was just staring down with a dense expression; what Mirabel just swept aside, knowing that Luisa was probably just worried that she might hurt Mariano in a sparring. Part of Mirabel really wondered if it was actually fair to force Mariano to fight a person with super strength just to get allowed to marry her sister (who wasn't even interested), but she wouldn't say anything about this.
Becides, right now, it was the last of her concerns, as she had to keep staring into Dolores' nervous eyes, trying to keep her from splitting the truth out. Honestly, there was no reason to make Abuelo worried; he'd probably go crazy in fear if he found out. Part of Dolores seemed to understand it as well, as she definitely held herself back, but it was obvious how hard it was by her quering lips. Mirabel was sitting almost breathless, ignoring the gabbing around her. Just keep it to herself... Everything is going to be fine...
“Avocado?” Mirabel starled at Mariano's voice, blinking at the bowl in front of her a few times before her brain had finally processed what just happened. She pushed the dish aside, but it was too late. With her side eye, she could see Dolores whispering something to Camilo, whose eyes were already widening in fear before he chocked panickly, shifting between Mirabel and Tio Bruno. An awkward silence hung in the room as everyone stared at Camilo.
“What's going on?” Pedro demamded, Camilo obviously wasn't left unnoticed. Oh, great, there was no way out of here. The boy looked at Mirabel as if he were begging for help, while Dolores looked away couly, now asking Antonio something, possibly to keep him distracted from the whole mess. Why couldn't she just keep her mouth shut?
Camilo kept looking at everyone with pleading eyes, visibly begging to save him from something that no one could understand. “Uh... Well...”
Mirabel gasped; she knew she had to do something right now to stop the future exlocation. “Abuelo, I mean, it's just our uncle. He disappeared ages ago...” She shook her head, giggling rapidly, but soon gibberished again as Pedro opened his mouth, probably wanting to say something in protest. “And don't we have more recent things to do?” Her lips feigned a smile as she put her hand on Mariano's shoulder, completely ignoring how betrayed Isa looked, but she would probably hate it more if the secret got to Abuelo.
The elder looked like he was thinking about a life-threatening decision; his gaze shifted between Mariano and Camilo. After what seemed to be an eternity, he sighed, slightly waving his hand. "I suppose it would work." (It would be better to have more people who could help in a case of danger.) "Luisa, go get your sword."
The mentioned woman didn't say anything except a light nod of her head before she stood up from the table, somehow managing not to push it away even slightly. Mariano stood as well, while Luisa disappeared into the doorway. Señora Guzman reached down to grab his bag and pass it, giving her grandson a slight proud pinch on his cheek before standing up. Mirabel bounced off her seat and went onto the patio along with the rest of her family. Abuelo hoped that tonight's fight would be really good, so the dining room wouldn't really fit for the whole moving and fighting show.
Mariano kept pacing back and forth, swinging his weapon to heat up before the start. Dolores looked at him, pursuing her lips, before she came closer and put her hand on his shoulder, getting attention. "Are you worried?" Her tone wasn't interrogative, despite the looming sentence.
Mariano shook his head slightly. "Ah, I just can't imagine fighting Luisa."
Yes, Dolores couldn't blame him. She sometimes listened to her and Camilo's training when she was especially bored. Luisa was a serious rival, even in training battles. "She won't use her whole strength." Dolores promised, tilting her head slightly. She looked to the side to hide how her cheeks started to blush lightly.
"Oh... nice to know." Mariano scratched the back of his head, also looking away. Dolores couldn't blame him; frankly, it was the first time Dolores actually talked to him. Usually, she was too worried that she wouldn't be able to hide her feelings and end up running the proposal. "I just need to last in a fight long enough," he reminded himself.
Dolores winced at the sound of a creaking door. The fact that Luisa didn't slam it open was surprising; her heart was beating so fast, almost like in an anxiety attack, but her face didn't lose its usual durability.
Mariano took a deep breath, standing opposite the stairs as Luisa's rhythmic footsteps echoed across the patio. She held the dull espadín tightly, slightly looking down. It feels like it was a few hours while Luisa was walking down; her free hand slid along the railings.
Two fighters had bowed to each other as a sign of respect. The patio froze, looking at how Mariano rushed forward. Luisa put her sword forward, blocking the blow, before getting aside half-turn, blocking the following hit.
Luisa threw the sword from hand to hand with the dexterity of a wild animal each time Mariano managed to almost touch her. She didn't attack very much, blocking the blows most of the time. The cold metal rang when their swords struck against each other. Mariano could tell that Luisa didn't really try to hit him, focusing on defense, and he wasn't even sure if he could evade Luisa's attack.
Luisa's face looked like she was focused on her own thoughts, but her body kept swinging the weapon, not letting Mariano come close enough to strike her. They circled opposite each other as if it were an actual fight to death.
Luisa's eyes sparkled for a moment, distracted by something else. It was the moment when Mariano acted, jumping closer to her, just enough to strike closer to her. But to his surprise, Luisa didn't dodge. The espadín stuck into her stomach, and she let out a shocked gasp as her clothes started to get wet. With all her strength, she swung and hit Mariano, now acting on her bare instincts. Luckily, the dull blade couldn't actually pierce him, but the force of the blow was strong enough for him to fall down, feeling a fresh bruise on his side.
For a moment, everyone froze, unsure what to do as Luisa pressed her palm against the wound, feeling thick blood coming out. Soon enough, Julieta came to her senses, rushing to Luisa with a tray that she held to give snacks to the spectators.
"Dios Mio, Luisa." She screamed, standing next to her and forcing a mogolla into her daughter's mouth.
Luisa breathed out in relief, feeling how her skin tightened. After half a minute, the wound dissipated completely. She decided to ignore the fact that it was way too long for their mom.
Marino stood next to her, carefully touching the bleeding cloth. "I'm so sorry! I didn't want to actually harm you." He begged, his voice was filled with guilt. Luisa didn't have the strength to answer, feeling the tears welling up in her eyes. She swallowed to bury them deeper into her eyes. Abuelo wouldn't approve if she started to cry; she was already in trouble for being distracted during the fight.
If the tenseness at the dinner table was heavy enough, then now this silence felt like it was about to crush everyone. Camilo stared at Luisa, trying to grasp the fact that Mariano had managed to hit her. In ten years of sparring, Camilo's biggest victory was to scratch Luisa slightly if she didn't have space to godge fully.
Mirabel was about to run to Luisa as well when she noticed something. A pair of rats climbed her dad, who seemed too shocked to notice something, and grabbed the green pieces of shattered vision with their small teeth before jumping down and rushing upstairs. What in the world was going on?
Luckily, her family was too shocked to notice if Mirabel decided to run after them.
Dolores: Oh, we're like a big happy family! And I'm the dad! And Mariano gets the mom!
Mariano: Why am I the mom? What gender roles are we pushing here?
Luisa: They probably thinking I'm like the son, but I'm not!
Luisa: I'll be the gay emo cousin!
Mirabel: I will be the son! The hot shot!
Mirabel: Who's only dream is to be a star...
Camilo: I feel like I'm gonna be a fresh out of jail Tío
Isabela: And I'm a sassy Tía
Isabela:... who talks shit about everyone
[The morning after Mariano stayed with Dolores]
Mariano: I'm going to take a shower.
Dolores: No wait, don't go in here *picks up a handmade soap*
[Both come to Luisa's room]
Mariano, staring at Camilo and Isabela who had gather around carrying a plate with food and a book about construction: What is going on?!
Dolores: Just wait
Luisa: *Comes out*
Luisa: Ah, it's Saturday, isn't it?
Mariano: WHAT IS GOING ON???
Camilo, Isabela, Dolores and Luisa: It's time for the 'Who get to use Luisa's shower first' game
Pepa: Oh, hola, can I join too?
Agustin: DON'T FORGET ME!
Mirabel: Hey, I'm also in
Dolores: Hell no, Mirabel. You're her favourite. You're going to win automatically
Mariano: Wait, how many people are in the normal bathroom?
Dolores: It's currently free
Okay, but have we ever talk about how Mariano in books are always seems to help Dolores in Casita's rebuild and spends the entire time with her. He was even mentioned as the only one who could stand Dolores talking all the time.
Do you really want me to believe that he was in love with Isabela to begin with?
for Pedro and alma swap, does Mariano fit in at all?
Sorry, but I don't exactly understand the question
If it's about proposal, then it still happens. Pedro wants to have someone to protect Isabela.
hi, its the anon from the mariano ask. i was just wondering about the proposel and if dolores is still in love with him. sorry for being confusing :)
Yep, as I stated, Mariano proposes to Isabela. Dolores is still in love with him.
Mariano: What's worse than a heartbreak?
Antonio: Stepping on a cat's tail and not being able to explain that you're sorry.
Married to the grave
Many women had been waiting for their wedding since their childhood. Today, Isabela wanted nothing more than to cry her eyes out.
Cracked au comes back! Yes!
Many women had been waiting for their wedding since their childhood. The beautiful white dresser, fancy ceremony... It all was really breathtaking. Isabela enjoyed visiting weddings too, usually to decorate the place. As a child, the idea of a wedding seemed as something magical.
Today she wanted to cry her eyes out. Mariano was a decent man, don't get her wrong. He was nice and kind. Pretty elegant too. But marrying him? She was getting nauseous from this idea. She knew that she would never love him from the very beginning. But Abuela wanted this, so Isabela had to keep her feelings shut. It could be worse. Mariano was at least generally nice as a person. And she was happy he was tolerable as a friend at least. She hoped it would give her some comfort even in spite of the situation.
The wedding dress felt unpleasantly tight, so strong that Isabela felt like she couldn't breathe. It was squeezing the air out of her lungs, restraining her in a white prison. Isabela didn't feel that she would be able to breathe ever again. Even once the ceremony was over, this dress was tied to her skin, it wouldn't let her inhale in full lungs even once she took it off. Never again. The roughness of a soft cotton dress was crushing her.
Isabela felt like she was drowning. That each step took her a bit further and further away from the freedom, from the life she wished to have. The colorful inflorescences of jacaranda flooded the streets, towering beautiful petals over Isabela.
Her twenty-second birthday was going to be the day when she lost her freedom. No, it wasn't like she had much of it before, but this hit in a different way. There were different requirements for the married women.
Her stomach was tied into a hard knot, her breakfast wanted to get out. Isabela swallowed, burying the gagging deeper into her throat. She felt so sick about today. It wasn't how future wives were supposed to feel and Isabela knew it. The couples under the wedding altar always looked so happy. A total opposite of what Isabela felt herself. It wasn't normal and she knew it. She never wanted to get into this, but right now it was too late. Abuela expected her to marry Mariano, everyone expected them to marry and live their happily ever after. Probably something along with overdramatic lines like "Until the death will part our ways".
Sometimes, Isabela wished she protested at the beginning, yelling that she didn't want to marry Mariano the moment Abuela even suggested it. She should have said that she would prefer to marry a nice girl! Not him. But it wasn't just about Isabela now, it was about their family and status. Sometimes you had to do what everyone needed instead of what you wanted for yourself. If the family needed Isabela to marry Mariano and have five kids, she would marry Mariano and have five kids. No matter if she felt a headache just from this idea itself.
It was her life and Isabela wouldn't abandon her duty. Being perfect came with a prize. Isabela was pushed into this role, the role of a perfect golden girl as long as she could actually remember herself. She was a little angel since her very birth. Her entire life was based on being perfect. How could she not marry the perfect guy that Abuela had set for her?
The ceremony was big. Isabela had personally wrapped each bench in flowers, decorated the plaza in front of a church. It was standing perfectly in the middle today, the setting sun was glimmering through the building. Isabela's knees were shaking so much that she felt that she would fall in any second but her gait didn't budge even a little. She spent her entire life, being perfect, after such a long time she learned how to hide every flaw in her, no matter how small it was.
Her heart felt like a boulder was chained to it, crashing her core. But it was okay. Isabela didn't let a single tear shred from her eyes. Her smile didn't falter. She was a perfect actor. No one would find out how she felt about this.
Still, something inside her soul had withered the moment she said "Yes".
Mariano: Why is Luisa crying on the floor?
Dolores: She took one of those 'what person are you?' quizzes.
Mariano: And?
Dolores: She didn't get Mirabel
Mariano: *Laughs* Babe, you had a crush on me? That’s embarrassing
Dolores: We’re married.