Fandom Encanto: Flame Reignited [CLOSED]

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the broken

danitza.

mood

blessed

outfit

here

location

dance studio

interactions ; mentions

oliver (formerly), isobel (gabriel is there too i promise) ; cesar, cassie, madi

tags

izayoiix revalia

Even with Oliver’s reassurances, there was a part of Dani that regretted leaving him and Chess for a night. Maybe it was the lingering guilt of staying at school while Cassie and Andres weren’t here, or perhaps it was some leftover care from her days being Cesar’s lifeline. Whatever the case, she couldn’t help the guilt that gnawed at her chest at the thought of leaving someone alone, even if it was to spend time with the family she cherished so much. It would abate eventually, so for now, she would just have to accept that her brothers, cousin, and princesa needed her more. “I better not return to a dorm on fire,” she muttered.

She’d felt awkward about her earnest thank you, briefly distracted by someone bumping into her and trying to move out of their way, lest she be a nuisance. But that sense of awkwardness turned into something much more profound as he lifted her hand to his face and—

AS;LFKAJS;FLKAJSDFKAJSDFKLAJSDFLKA?

Did he say something? She couldn’t tell. Her cheeks flamed, and her heart went into overdrive, threatening to burst through her chest and leave an open cavity behind. What had just happened? What

the

hell?

Clearly, she was reading too much into it. Even Cesar would probably say so. Then again, he was the poster child for not noticing things—case in point: his entire relationship with Noemi—so maybe he was a bad example. But it wasn’t like she had anyone to truly talk to about this, and she wasn’t sure she wanted to. If it was up to her, she would keep this moment and these feelings all to herself forever, looking back on them after graduation to remember a time when someone made her feel like this. Would she even remember it when she was old and gray?

Okay, Danitza. Get a hold of yourself. You have class, remember? She was fine. This was fine. She was not losing her mind in the least. Ha. Hahaha. Hahahahahaha—oh God she was losing it.

Dani raised her hands to her face and slapped her cheeks, creating an audible thwack! that made her duck her head as other students looked her way. So, yes, she was a bit hunched over as she scurried into the dance studio and put her bag down in the designated spot. Letting out a breath, she felt the tension seep out of her now that she was here, in one of her favorite places on campus. Maybe she wasn’t singing as much anymore, but at least she still had her dancing.

She was about to begin her morning stretches to warm up her muscles when she finally heard it. A voice she knew. Or at least, she thought she knew it. There was a subtle difference between this voice and the one it reminded her of, but she didn’t have her power anymore to tell her exactly what those differences were. Besides, it was insane to think that the owner of the voice was alive. Like everyone else, she had died in the fire.

Then again… Madi was alive. Who was to say that another cousin hadn’t also survived?

No, she chided herself. That was asking for too much. She couldn’t have everything (even if she had next to nothing), and she certainly could not expect her best friend, her prima, to be back from the dead. There was no way. Absolutely no way—

Dani turned around and saw the gorgeous form of her cousin, Isobel.

All thought completely froze in her mind, the air around her becoming a vacuum of silence. It was her. It was really her. Tears welled in her eyes, her mouth falling open. Rather than the quiet tone she was used to, her voice took on full volume, surprising some of the other students around her. Danitza Mosquera hadn’t spoken above a certain volume in years, and certainly not while attending this university. But today, of all days, her voice actually reached sixty decibels, a record for her. “Isobel?”

She didn’t need confirmation. The sound was enough, and it always had been for her. Flying across the studio, Dani threw her arms around her cousin, clinging tightly to the younger woman as if letting go would mean she’d disappear all over again. How she wouldn’t be able to stand that. This was really happening, right? Her cousin was alive? “Te extrañé mucho.”

Never mind their grandmother and the way she’d always compared Isobel to Danitza, never mind that she’d spent the past several years wondering what Iso would do differently, never mind that her heart was broken in a thousand pieces from everything she’d gone through since losing her family. Right now, hugging the cousin she used to consider her sister, she felt more whole than she probably ever had. And she couldn’t wait to tell Cesar and Madi.

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the chameleon

cesar.

mood

HOLY SHIT!

outfit

here

location

lit class

interactions ; mentions

noemi (formerly), luciana, blake ; dani, madi, ally, penelope, andres, cassie

tags

r e i izayoiix

“I don’t see why you wouldn’t be invited, since you’re part of the family.” Cesar shrugged. “Ally’s gonna be there, too, since it’s one half her room, too, so I’m not going to say no. Besides, Dani and the kiddos love you. Misfits gotta stick together and all that, right?” He grinned. It hadn’t even crossed his mind that Noemi wouldn’t be there, because to him it was a given that she would be. Why wouldn’t he want his best friend to be there, when she was part of his family, too?

But now she was gearing up to leave, and Cesar had a class to focus on. He let out a little breath of relief that she would check on Dani, and he was swamped already without having to worry about his sister, too. Not that he would ever stop his worrying—seriously, was he going to go gray at this rate? All this worry, worry, worry. Maybe he should get back into drinking chamomile tea like he did with his mama. Oof. Okay, that wince was entirely his fault.

In any case, Cesar hugged Noemi back and barely even registered the kiss she gave him. She was doing it all the time, why should he react? (Idiot.) Now what he did react to was her SHOUTING for some reason, his shoulders going up to his ears out of shock and embarrassment. Some of the people around him chuckled and started whispering, and he sighed and slid into his seat. God, Noe, was the hell was that?

But enough about that. He had a class to focus on, or the next woman to make an ass out of him would be Blake. Cesar’s goofy persona seemed to sluice off him like water as he diligently took notes on the syllabus and began planning out how he was going to tackle his assignments. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Andres and Cassie leave the room, but he figured they knew what they were doing. Little man was almost a big man now, so he didn’t need to worry too much about them.

The class seemed to fly by, probably because his literature classes always flew by too quickly. Before he knew it, the class was over, and he packed up his stuff in his backpack and stood, stretching his arms over his head. He had a thought to talk to Blake, work out some details about tonight, since she would no doubt have to drop off the kids—and then he saw her.

Cesar blinked. He blinked again. He blinked a third time, a fourth, a fifth, even a sixth and seventh. But no matter how much he tried to clear his eyes, the vision was still there. He rubbed his eyes aggressively, almost hurting himself, but there was no doubt about it: his cousin was in this classroom with him.

He barely had time to think about it. “LUCIANA?!” he shouted, turning some heads. But he didn’t give a rat’s ass about that right now—HIS COUSIN WAS ALIVE!!!!

!!!!!!!!!!!!

Flying across the room, Cesar practically tackled his cousin in a hug, lifting her into the air and spinning around. Okay. So based on the way his spine reacted, that was a bad idea. Also, why the hell was she almost taller than him? His one cool guy point… gone… WHAT WAS HE LAMENTING ABOUT? LUCIANA WAS ALIVE!!!!

“I can’t believe you’re alive! I thought—you were—I mean, you clearly aren’t, but—how are you HERE?” He was going a mile a minute, and he knew that, and he also knew that this was entirely insane, just accosting her in the middle of this classroom, but above all, he wanted to cry. Cesar hadn’t cried since the night he thought his whole family went up in flames, but now, he had more family again. He had to tell Dani. He had to tell Madi.

It didn’t even occur to him that Luciana wasn’t the only one, even though the pattern so far revealed that those who had survived had done so in pairs. Class was over, and so was any usage of his brain. His heart was in control now, and it was ready to explode from how much happiness he felt. “It’s so good to see you. Madi’s gonna flip—wait. Oh my God. Andres!” He turned toward Blake at the front of the room, cupping a hand around his mouth. “Blake, I gotta introduce you to my cousin! Er, well, one of the other ones!”

But Blake wasn’t smiling, and the smile fell from his face. That was when he finally registered the absence in the room.

“Where are Andres and Cassie?”

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the bear

alison.

mood

happy & then solemn

outfit

here

location

art class

interactions ; mentions

madi, elena ; andres & cassie

tags

r e i revalia

Ally couldn’t help but grin like a bit of an idiot as she strolled to her art class. Maybe Ria wouldn’t admit it, but she knew that her roommate and best friend was into her, and that kiss on the cheek wasn’t going to escape her notice. She was going to m i l k this for all it was worth until the day Madi finally fessed up about her feelings. Such a scheme might take years to come to fruition, but she was willing to wait. Madi was worth the wait.

She was taking too long, and she knew that. The text from Elena probably said as much, so Ally picked up the pace and slid into class (you know, like that scene from Risky Business) just in time. Letting out a breath, she bumped her hip into Elena’s as she sat down. “Sorry about the delay, lady, had to drop off my girl.” As her bag hit the floor, the teacher began her lecture, and Ally raised her eyebrows as the class was promised some free painting after going over the syllabus. It sounded like the donut avalanche was going to emerge today…

Luckily, the professor seemed just as eager to paint as the class did and went over the syllabus rather quickly. When she was done, Ally whipped out her charcoal pencils and began sketching an outline on the canvas. “I’m telling you, the avalanche was insane. Donuts of every kind—even cream-filled ones!—just gallivanting down the hill. If only it was real!” An impish grin lifted the corners of her lips as she met her friend’s eyes. “Shall we bring this to life?”

Their weapons: paint. The victim: the canvas. And, in some way, the image in her head. Ally really did enjoy art class with her friend. She had half a mind to ask if she wanted to join her and Madi for lunch, but she had a sinking feeling Madi might not spring for it, even if the kiddos did. Well, she could try, but she also knew she would probably get really tired from translating her roommate’s ASL constantly. Girl had to eat, too! Maybe someday, though. Maybe she should start by teaching Elena some ASL.

Another time. Right now, she had delicious donuts to bring to life! And boy howdy, did they! She was practically salivating from the end product, and she leaned back to admire their work. “Not bad, not bad. I’d say we could make a killing with this one. Who doesn’t want a donut avalanche decorating their living room?”

Unfortunately, they had been so caught up in their fun that the class was already over. As she cleaned up her easel and paints, Ally glanced over at Elena. “I promised my roomie I’d swing by her class after this so we can go to lunch. But we should definitely grab some food another time and talk about our next big hit.”

Just then, her phone rang, and she frowned at the sight of Madi’s name. Not because she wasn’t happy to receive a call from her, but because she was literally about to see her in like five minutes. “Madi? What’s up? I was just on my way to—” Her eyes widened as she heard the news, nearly dropping her phone from shock. “Got it. I’ll look around here.”

She hung up, her lips thinning as she gave Elena the most solemn look she’d probably ever had on her face. “S.O.S., lady. The kiddos are missing. Mind helping me look for them?”

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