// 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 bother...
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 Mad...
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