𑁍𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐚~𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐄𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𑁍

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For Isabela's love interest I chose a chubby baker with glasses {So cute!} Because Isabela is all about embracing who she truly is and having fun with it many hate their chubbiness or their need for glasses but you shouldn't embrace it instead which is why am writing this to have reader learn to love herself/himself like Isa did that and because reader being a baker came to me when I was doing some Encanto thinking and got this headcannon stuck in my head that Isa probably loves her mom's pasties and they help her calm down I still don't know if I should make reader a girl a boy or keep it gender neutral tho

。☆✼★━━━━━━━━━━━━★✼☆。

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It was such a hot day outside with the sun at its highest point in the sky and not a single cloud around you, you were practically ready to fall to your knees on the ground and drop a load of flour bags you had upon your back your feet were aching...

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It was such a hot day outside with the sun at its highest point in the sky and not a single cloud around you, you were practically ready to fall to your knees on the ground and drop a load of flour bags you had upon your back your feet were aching ready to give in anytime now your grip on the flour bags was even beginning to loosen as your hands shook from tiredness and sweat ran down your face "Come on you slowpoke these aren't gonna get delivered themselves-" That annoying voice rang through the air that you knew oh so well your older knuckleheaded brother always acting like he was the strongest and he was compared to you but in this heat and pain you had zero patience at all for his games

"Aye ya callate! Cerdo- oof!" In your anger, you weren't aware of where you were walking till you bumped into someone who had to be wearing the softest fabric you've ever felt in life and the weight of one flour bag left your right shoulder it had fallen but you were too distracted by the strong scent of roses as it hit you hard a sweet scent of flor de mayo on a day of primavera you were so transfixed by it that only an "Oww!" Caught your attention back into real life and out of your fantasy dreams of flowers you fixed your glasses with your now free hand your once blurry vision now clear and before you on the ground laid a beautiful woman dressed in a purple dress covered in flowers with the shiniest softest looking hair you have ever seen she was beautiful you had to admit that smooth olive skin, and a tear-shaped beauty mark on her left cheek but what caught your attention the most was her beautiful brown eyes gold and brown shifting at the angle of light she had a pout on her face however and for some reason you didn't like it you did not want her to be unhappy

"Could you help me up please?" She spoke holding out her hand for some assistance you snapped out of your thoughts a bit at least never taking your eyes off of her own in awe helping her up with your free hand she gave you a confused look as to why you were staring before you replied "Your eyes....their like the calming greenery of a fantasy forest on primavera like the golden rays of the setting sun and the color of a sweet honeycomb under sunlight all swirled into....one"

"Uh...wow you are a great detail catcher am Isabela and you are?" Your cheeks bloomed like scarlet roses at the realization of what you had said but her name was pretty beautiful "...me? Oh, am Y/N L/N sorry for running into you I didn't know where I was going!" You quickly apologized squeezing your eyes shut in embarrassment till the slightest giggle-filled your ears like a beautiful melody coursing through the air begging to turn into laughter but she restrained herself quickly "Am sorry it's just you are covered in flour" She pointed out holding her hand to her mouth to muffle her giggles but you could visibly see an ever-growing smile upon her lips you looked down and sure enough, the flour from the bag that had fallen when you two collided was now everywhere covering you from your head to your neck but it also decorated her once dust-free dress, and a smirk spread upon your lips as you pointed at her with your free hand still having another two bags of flour over your left shoulder "Well so do you, Isa~" You replied in a teasing manner you watched her giggling smile turn into a quick expression of shock looking down at herself before meeting your eyes once more and finally giving in to her laughter a few snorts here and there but it was mesmerizing you couldn't resist falling into the laughter either

"ISABELA!" A sharp voice cut through the air like a knife your laughter coming to an end as quick footsteps approached you and a woman who you knew as Alma Madrigal took ahold of Isabela's arm harshly but gave her a worried look before questioning her "Are you ok Isabela you're not hurt are you?-" And that's when it hit you she was Isabela MADRIGAL!? "And you watch where you are going you have her covered in flour!" Isabela looked at you worried and saddened as if she were trapped or being taken to her trail "A-am sorry-" Before you could apologize Alma was already dragging off Isabela who glanced at you as if she were longing for......freedom before quickly turning back around

"Idiota! Get to work mom will be furious with you after you dropped a whole flour bag! Especially after you pulled that stunt Isabela's the most beautiful girl in the Encanto don't ruin my chances by being your usual bothersome self! Now come on!" You had forgotten about your brother's existence for a while there but reality hit you once more he had no flour bags with him now meaning during your interaction with Isabela he had gone off leaving you alone what a hero you sighed heavily the setting sun dropping over the horizon and you picked up the flour bag your mind filled with a certain girl and her laughter but as you took one last look at the darkening horizon you could not help but remember her restricted laughter and the way her expression saddened immediately at the appearance of Alma you could only hope you would meet Isa again and maybe this time you could figure out what was going on from what you had heard she was the perfect gal happy in every way but right now she looked like a beautiful bird trapped in a golden cage yes golden but still a cage...

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