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encantoartdump · 1 year
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My submission for @encantobigbang based off of @ambidextrous-space-samurai's fic that hopefully will be posted soon! I'm very excited to share this with everyone!!
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aquaauratora · 7 months
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Luisa home in her room with @encantoartdump ncantoartdump ‘s oc Sofia relaxing and cuddling.
Done for Home theme for @encantober-official
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allofasudden00 · 2 years
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I saw this picrew thing on Twitter and since I don’t use it and JUST now made an account on there, I thought tumblr would like it more. 
16-year-old Kai vs Kai Now 
From a mentally ill loner teenager to a mentally ill adult with multiple addictions! Some how I still have acne?! But at least my hair is 15 inches shorter than what it used to be. (And yes, I rock the turtle neck + choker combo, don’t judge me) 
I wanna see my mutuals do it! Give it a try! 
@sophiasi1172 @lizzywrites1 @adi-writes @julietashealing-child @encantoartdump + anyone I can’t think of right now!
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lunamadrigal · 2 years
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You have some amazing art moots it seems but is there a rec list in the masterlist somewhere I missed? thank you
Shame on me! You are absolutely right! Let me go ahead and drop that here if that's okay.
These are Encanto artists that are the most active still but that doesn't mean that's all they do 💕 Some fall under both categories so I just picked one. I know for sure I've missed tons but my brain is giving an error 404 message so please feel free to add any.
Encanto artists
@glitternightingale @acewithapaintbrush @sionnaach @sketchnwhatevr @shishiminty @breannaaiedail @junosaccount @sumthincool @waitingonavision @mmollymercury @julietashealing-child @greenvillainredemption @itscosmicnerd @overly-dramatic-artist @naensut @01-reihanehdraw @missilestorm1 @aeoneri @unskilled-dabbler @neon-green-eyes
Encanto OC artists
@daliceus @artsynellyyy @cheesy-cryptid @lethalamigos @my-gunpowder @encantoartdump @prophetic-hijinks @azucareraart @becstuffs @glendybluebird @lvnamuraart Hammie Seb Rome Sui
Artists that offer commissions/ones I've also personally worked with
@killjo-kyuu @uglyrosecloth @jasminedragonart @loeysos @starfangssecrets @pepa-brainrot @ramwdraws
There are tons of great OC artists over on IG, too many to manually list, so if you are interested I suggest hopping over to this collab post and following the tags in it.
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I heard pirates???
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Pepa design by @a-sleepy-bug
Julieta design by @hotdiggitydammit
And old Rat (Man) Beard inspired by @encantoartdump
Then I had an epiphany. If there’s the Pirate!Triplets, there should be a Pirate!Alma, right? So, here she is the mother of the Three Mischiefs
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I felt obligated to give her a crossbow because she feels even more powerful now. Her design is based directly off her canon outfit. The shawl being a cape(???) And I put those little candle designs on her dress collar, on her hat. (Yes that is a gun on her right hip. No I don’t know what that shape on her left leg is??? A knife??? A weapon of some sort)
Gave her a scar because she feels more menacing. Being a pirate comes at its costs, yknow? Sacrifices and all that.
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Speaking of SACRIFICES: Pedrooooo! Guess who’s hat Alma’s wearing : D
I’m gonna be honest. Pedro doesn’t FEEL like a pirate, he feels like he would originally be a sailor, but ended up marrying Alma and became a pirate captain or something. Then like, he died, and Alma took that role.
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Rat man
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lizzywrites1 · 2 years
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A conversation being had with @aquaauratora and @encantoartdump brought us this
Julieta: Fuck me then.
Agustín: Done.
Julieta: *glares*
Agustín: Allow me *hits self with rolling pin*
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encantoartdump · 2 years
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Guess who wanted to draw the lovely @glitternightingale 's drawing in her own style? ORIGINAL HERE
That's right! ITSA ME!
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As with @kinschi 's DTIYS forever ago... I have created two versions- the first being flat color (how I start out this type of artwork) and the second being the final product!
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aquaauratora · 7 months
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31 @Encantober ~Sunrise
Isabela and @encantoartdump’s and myself Brainchild Santiago dressed up as a witch and a wolf.
In our rp Santiago is annoying most of the time. …. Hence Isabela being annoyed.
Happy Few Hours Late Halloween!
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encantoartdump · 2 years
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Y'all remember when the ever so lovely and talented @kinschi drew Pirate!Pépa?
Then the amazingly talented @hotdiggitydammit made Pirate!Julieta?
Well.. I wanted to do my hand at the last of the triplets as a pirate...
I'm nowhere near as talented as these two. But here's my lovely rendition of Pirate!Bruno.... Welcome to the trio- Ratbeard the Pirate!
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encantoartdump · 2 years
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Feliz Cumpliaños, Señor Rojas-Madrigal!
It was an odd sensation, the man was usually awoken by one of Antonio's bird friends by now. Or at least by the bright rays of the sun from Pépa's morning romps with Félix. No one is surprised by that anymore. Alas, it seemed with the slow rise and fall of his bare and neatly trimmed chest, that he was still off in slumber; every so often with a twitch or two and a mumble about bee's being everywhere. The poor man was haunted even in his dreams of the creatures, they wouldn't pose such a threat to him if he'd just let Antonio relocate the nests- but he insisted that it was him encroaching on them that caused the stings, they weren't naturally violent things.
That's the kind of man Agustín Wilmer Rojas-Madrigal was.
The morning was peaceful and quiet, very much unlike any other morning. If it weren't the sunrays or the birds waking him- a violent and sudden rapping on the door from his youngest would surely give his not-so-old heart a jolt and wake him up better than the strongest Colombian café. Only thing usual about this morning was the empty side of the bed where Julieta usually slumbered. How he missed the mornings where she'd feel just as lazy as Pépa, and hunker down in his arms. Breathe in his scent, more or less from the night before during throes of passion, that she was so addicted to. Of course, Alma would scold her for those days, but Julieta would always give him a look that read 'worth it'. Before going about her day as normal, just in hyper-speed to make up for lost time lazing.
Slowly peeling his dark hazel eyes open, only to dilate and force his lids shut quickly as a beam of sunlight happened to seep through the closed slats of their window and cascade just over his eyes. There's that sudden rush of adrenaline he was used to in the mornings. If it wasn't one thing- it was another. It was bad enough he couldn't hardly see, sans glasses, but now the sun was trying to take the rest of his sight! Sitting up and rubbing his eyes to get the sun spots out of them from the sudden onslaught of light. He felt around for his glasses to which he heard them fall and clatter to the ground, and with a defeated sigh... he froze. Debating- if he got out of bed to look for them, he would more than likely end up stepping on them, or kicking them under the bed. But, he couldn't just sit in bed waiting for Julieta to come rescue him- she might be out all day with her cart full of arepas and bunellos for the villagers. The conundrum came to a halt when he went to rest on his arm and slipped off the edge of the bed; with a loud thud he came crashing to the ground and turned his head, his glasses laying right next to him.
What luck.
Not ever one to look a gift burro in the culo- he gripped the arms of his glasses and slipped them on, pushing himself up and standing. He swore he'd gone to bed fully clothed- taking note in the vanity mirror at the other side of the room that his shirt was missing and- GASP -his night cap! He knew Julieta hated the damn thing, but it completed his ensemble! He was also painfully aware that sometimes his beautiful wife often would unbutton his night shirt as he slept so she could put her face to his skin- claiming it's far more calming than that itchy fabric of his night shirt. He couldn't argue that it wasn't itchy... but it was comfortable! Aside from the itch.
Looking around suspiciously, there was no sign of Julieta, no sign of Miraboo- no sounds of Camilo and his grandeur over-the-top dramatic rehearsals with Bruno. Nothing at all. He often felt left out of many family ordeals when it came to Madrigal gift-events... and when everyone would leave Casita for their morning jobs, it was always he and Félix left behind to clean Casita... which was a pointless job and they both knew it... because Casita could clean itself! They had once tried to get Mirabel excited about helping around the house like that... before she fixed everything with Alma and brought Bruno back. She was not impressed. Honestly, neither were they as they tried to break it down and make it sound important.
So Agustín decided to get dressed, slipping into his usual dark blue pinstripe slacks with matching vest, long sleeved white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, navy blue tie with brown dress shoes and the peace de la resistance... his mismatched socks and flor on his chest. He figured he didn't have any wood to chop today, nor anything else around Casita to help with, so he'd venture into the surrounding jungle to find that perfect spot where he found the cutest little chamomile flor that he'd present Julieta every time he came to her for healing when they were younger. It'd been a little bit since he'd gotten her one. Usually her apron pockets were weighed down and brimming with the things, but he'd been relatively careful after Bruno returned to live with them... well, he'd supposed he'd always been living WITH them... but returned to being PRESENT.
He opened the bedroom door and immediately was wrapped up in vines and blindfolded by a flower crown- Isabela. "Bellbell-" Agustín spoke quietly, as to not hurt Dolores' ears, not knowing where the quiet girl might be skulking around. "Sí, papa?" His eldest daughter's playful tone made the man's heart melt, he couldn't ever be mad at the kids, even Camilo. It just wasn't in him to be. "The blood is rushing to mí cabeza. Could you let me down, and perhaps explain the ambush?" He asked his daughter in the calmest and sweetest tone. "I can let you down- but I can't explain and you can't take the flower crown off your eyes."
Now that made him raise an eyebrow, usually reserved for flirting with Julieta- his hand was forced when Isabela said something curious. "You can't tell me why you ambushed me?" He was slowly let down from the snare of vines and he stood up, respecting her wishes and leaving the flower crown over his eyes. Even going as far as to adjust it along with the rest of his outfit, once he stood on his feet. "Correct, papa. I promised I'd keep you busy- and can't disclose information or I'll have to suspend you again" She stated with a sly smile "Sorry, papa. Thems the rules." Agustín smiled and shook his head "Camilo's been teaching you strange terms again?" He asked her with a chuckle and Isabela could only giggle along "no this time it was Tío Félix." Agustín should have figured it was Félix's doing- one way or another... it was the yellow team teaching his daughter odd outlandish slang. She lived for it, his little wild child. Ever since Mirabel fixed the miracle, and Alma's let up on being so overpoweringly controlling, Isabela's really come out of her shell with her own wild personality. Honestly reminding Julieta and Agustín of a young Pépa, which was only slightly terrifying.
"Is that pa?"
A voice called up from the dining room just adjacent to la cocina, Isabela soon responding "No. It's Camilo, I have him tied up in case papa comes out." The sound of sarcasm in her voice being evident, "that ain't me!" another voice called up from the dining room and Agustín was certain he heard Isabela roll her eyes. "I was being sarcastic, tontos! Yes it's pa. Who else would it be if Camilo is right next to you, Mirabel?" Ah. That explained the sarcasm. The girls did reconcile their differences long ago... but they still had a sisterly dynamic to where they poked fun at one another often, that would never go away. They'd do it with Luisa too, but the sweet thing was so sensitive, she'd often take things to heart or overthink them- and either end up crying or apologizing. Agustín's gentle giantess.
"Well in my defense he was just Tío Bruno up until you said he was up there with you" Mirabel called back and crossed her arms "Anyway, mom says you can bring him down now" She left to return to la cocina, Camilo attempted to as well, but was immediately booted out by Casita at Julieta's request since they couldn't keep making more things after he over ate them. "I'm on it~" Isabela sing-songed which earned a loud gruff groan from Mirabel in la cocina, and loud smooching noises from Julieta who was now smothering Mirabel with kisses speaking to her between the kisses "you cant smooch always get smooch annoyed with smooch your sister smooch when you smooch know smooch smooch-" a laugh emitted from Mirabel with the double kiss "Moom! That was a double attack you can't do that!" The playful banter and the over-smothering of love from his beautiful bride with their children always brought Agustín such pure joy. The banter went on for a while as Isabela brought Agustín down and into the dining room. Sitting him in a chair, and kissing his cheek sweetly "Stay there papa~" she moved away and he sat there in silence for what seemed like ages. "What's going on everyone? I'm not getting any younger-"
What a way to phrase that.
"Funny you should say that" Luisa's voice chimed and made him jump a bit. Luisa was home?! What upside down backwards day was this, and where could he get more days like this! Though her workload has lessened since Mirabel saved the miracle, she was still ever the over achiever and work horse, so it was still not often he'd see his little -not-so-little- girl unless for meals. "Lulu!" Agustín chirped happily, still not able to see just yet. "Buenos Dias papa" The large Madrigal giggled and leaned down, pecking his cheek too. "Dios I feel so special to have all my girls here in one place and it's not for a meal! It must be my birthday." He said. As a joke. It took several long minutes of everyone being absolutely quiet for him to realize...
"IT IS MY BIRTHDAY!" He shouted, making Luisa jump a bit. Isabela and Mirabel shook their heads and giggled to themselves. That was their papa, he eventually got there without anyone's help. It just... took a little while.
"Ay, Agustín"
Julieta said from the kitchen, finishing up the last decorations to the cake she and the girls worked diligently for all morning. She brought it out and placed it in front of her husband, kissing his cheek softly, then the tip of his nose... then sweetly on his lips... then not so sweetly on his lips. "MOM" Mirabel gagged and Julieta giggled "What, I get to give mí esposo his birthday kisses". The eyebrow shot up over the flower crown and wiggled "That she does" he quickly agreed. Making all three girls groan, and the cackling from Camilo commence. "Can I take the flor crown off yet? While I love it, Isabela, I also love my sight- what little I have left of it." Agustín chuckled warmly.
"Yes papa, you can take it off- right mama?" Isabela made sure that was the plan right now and Julieta nodded "Correct." She smiled as he lifted the crown and lowered it to his lap- his eyes wide to see the cake before him, two large wax candles in the shape of a 4 and a 9 adorned the top of a beautifully decorated two-tier cake. The icing was glossy and slightly marbled with a handsome dark teal color. His eyes began to tear up and he bit his lip trying to stop it from quivering,
"Feliz Cumpliaños, Pa/Papa/Agustín!"
They all said together and hugged him from all sides. Never mind it being Father's day... they always made sure to celebrate his birthday first... and later on in the day fathers day. It always made Agustín feel so special. Dios did he love his girls!
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encantoartdump · 2 years
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So I commissioned a piece of art to be done for me based off of an OC I recently posted here... Manuel Oscar Suarez. With Mirabel. It was supposed to be of their first meeting and...
@ricsfiles on Instagram or @httycipher on Twitter
DID AN AMAZING JOB!!! PLEASE go follow them for their amazing artwork. It legit looks like it's from Disney's Storybook or Concept Art book... and I love it! They gave Mirabel longer hair because she's 19 in this scenario... and I love everything about it. I'm so happy with it!!
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aquaauratora · 1 year
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Adella Rojas, Augustine’s mama in a Encanto rp I’m in with @encantoartdump and @lizzywrites1
Adella belongs to @encantoartdump
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encantoartdump · 2 years
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I'm alive!
After 4 days without power and 6 days without internet because of Hurrican Ian- I'm BACK baby!
My house caught fire- internet melted- but I am OKAY!
did anyone miss me? :D
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encantoartdump · 2 years
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So here's this. Isabela and *cringe* Bubo. I made a smallll edit...
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I call her Bitsy.
=w=
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encantoartdump · 2 years
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Mirabel woke from her slumber with a tender stretch and rolled over to drape over the man she'd been married to for the past couple of years. She genuinely never thought she'd be so lucky to find someone perfecto for her. Where she was a little scattered and outspoken, he was calculative and quiet. He complimented her physically, emotionally, and spiritually. Her alma gemela.
What's more, is he had blessed her with the little one that was sleeping away in the bassinet next to her side of the bed. She was genuinely surprised Julieta hadn't snuck into her room this morning to take her grandbaby up to spend the quiet morning with her. Like she had done since she was born. Mirabel leaned her head on her husband's broad chest, feeling the warm skin against her caramel colored cheek. A sigh escaped her lips as his heart calmly beat in her ear. Oh how she'd come to adore this sound, she couldn't sleep without the steady thudding of his corazon in her ear. She gazed up at his sleeping face, smiling as his nose scrunched a bit... that's how she knew he was about to wake up. He had some tells that she'd come to learn through the years- what would she have done... if she'd never gone to the city? If she just... stayed behind like they suggested?
It wasn't moments that they'd come to the city when Mirabel wandered to a fountain area- hearing the sounds of the most beautiful guitarra she'd ever heard. Her papa could play... and Tio Felix was pretty good with the tiple. But nothing compared to this sound she heard. She clambered up onto the lamppost to look over the busy fountain area of the city, her hazel eyes scanning the sea of people to fall on the singular man sitting casually, playing a beautifully designed guitarra. Plenty of young city girls surrounding him and swooning to his musica... he paid little to no mind to these girls, and played simply with his ojos closed. The musica coming from his heart- through his fingers that danced across the strings.
Mirabel's sweaty palms torturing her once more as she slipped from her grip on the lamppost and tumbled off of it with a thud. The musica instantly stopped and the next thing she knew, she was being helped up by the young man. The bitter catty city girls beckoning him back as though female cats in their way with a tom around. Calling her a 'country bumpkin' and an 'underdeveloped ninny'. He simply ignored her and turned his eyes towards her, looking beyond his golden glasses, a reddish-brown eye and a green mismatched eye met with her hazels... and immediately the young Madrigal was putty in his hands.
"Are you okay?" She was snapped out of her daze, noticing the mismatched hues were staring down at her now, no longer closed in slumber. She turned a bit pink and nodded gently "just remembering how we met" He gave her a charming smirk and kissed her forehead tenderly "you imagined me without my color contact, didn't you." he teased her, she always did. She hated that damn thing- and was glad it was left behind in the city when he came to live in Encanto with her. She loved his unique ojos... and he knew it. "get out of my head Manuel Oscar Suarez-Rojas-Madrigal!" She giggled and lightly slapped her palm against his shoulder, pushing herself up to leave.
Manuel wrapped his arms around Mirabel's midsection and pulled her over to him like a ragdoll and kept her in place against him. "Not a chance, I want to always be on your mind- just as you are always on mine" He cooed with his silver-tongue. Mirabel turned a brighter pink and wiggled "Not in front of Melody, Manuel!" she laughed as he started peppering kisses up her neck "she's asleep she wont even kn-" and just like on cue... Melody began to fuss. "Told you!" Mirabel giggled, after all... a mother always knows.
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encantoartdump · 2 years
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I drew Antonio older- and his son from @lizzywrites1 & @aquaauratora's ongoing RP-
Arturo Tate Castillo-Arango-Madrigal
I'm gradually getting better at drawing bebes-
But I'm mostly proud of how Parce turned out XD
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