// encanto, isabela madrigal x fem!reader Growing up in a land raised with Catholic beliefs, it was no surprise that things were pretty. . .hard, for people to openly admit to being out of the preached 'ordinary'. Who could blame them? The encanto was so closed-off from the rest of the world yet they still bothered to open a church. So what happens when a random encanto girl starts to finally accept her feelings for the Madrigal princess herself? Or in other words, this is a story of how I, a Filipino girl who latched onto Isabela's character the moment I saw the movie, decided to write a fanfiction about our favorite struggling golden child because I hyperfixated too hard. O2.16.22 - OO.OO.OO

In the last effort to be herself within a handful of days with small actions. Isabela has sent her wonderful bouquets of flowers to the potter she has admired for a time, anonymously of course. Hoping that it will blossom into something more despite its small chances. Will the aftermath be as perfect as the oldest Madrigal grandchild ought to be?

Isabela was a rare gem. A flower on a cactus. But her sweet name left a trace of bitterness on your tongue. --- THIS STORY IS MEANT FOR 13+ AUDIENCES, AS IT CAN HAVE MORE MATURE THEMES SUCH AS ALCOHOL, GASLIGHTING, AND OTHER POSSIBLE STRONG TOPICS. --- (REUPLOADED/CROSSPOSTED BY THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR)

[DISCONTINUED] - one-shots about encanto women - only female reader - really bad writing Date Started: Dec, 29 2021 Date Finished: DISCONTINUED