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#Carlos Madrigal x gender neutral reader
froggywritesstuff · 2 years
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Y/N: can you do me a favour?
Carlos: I would literally cover up a murder you committed, plant my DNA at the crime scene, and take the blame for it if you asked to
Y/N: can you do the dishes?
Carlos: no.
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miss-ali · 2 years
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Camilo with a Sick S/O Headcannons
Camilo is a person who respects women, so of course he would never have a problem with his S/O being sick.
Camilo would allow his aunt to heal you but he would rather to take care of you himself . How you may ask? Making food for you, cleaning and so on.
Camilo doesn't care if he gets sick when taking care of you, cuddling is a must! I totally see Camilo being a person who sings to his S/o to make them happy.
Camilo's gift tends to malfunction when something is wrong with his S/o, but tends to stop when his S/o remind him that everything is OK.
I can see Camilo going to Dolores to see if it is a girl problem that he doesnt know about. And tries to learn from his tia about healing remedies just to be prepared.
Overall, Camilo is one of the best boys in Encanto.
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chamileonidae · 2 years
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𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮
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"7 months not 7 weeks"
- carlos madrigal x gn!reader
- carlos and camilo are aged up (20)
- royalty au!
- miniseries (hopefully, or else I'll sue myself)
- warnings! swearing quite a good amount, fluff fluff, i cant tell if this is long or too short to my liking, not exactly proofread, a few grammar/punctuation mistakes
- carlos is a bit more funky but he still has bad boy elements
part one | part two | part three
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"Oh! This is such great news!" abuela alma, the former queen, squeled in delight. She squeezed you in a hug before hugging Camilo's suitor. You weren't sure what you did in your past life to get thrown in this situation and you can't tell if you like it or not.
You're currently in the castle's living room the next day. The birds chirping was the background noise dancing in your empty mind. Still quite trying to process everything that is happening. Carlos was standing beside you and Camilo was beside his suitor. Abuela insisted on meeting all four of you to congratulate and maybe a tinge of evaluation for each suitors. She was the most happiest to find out that Carlos managed to get a suitor himself as well.
For your mother, she was shocked at the news yet she was supportive. You never told her about your unresolved concerns about the subject of being a prince's suitor but you digressed.
From the corner of your eye, you could see Pepa fanning herself, her husband by her side to stop her from melting seeing her sons.
After awhile of abuela's long speech about the importance of extending the family tree, she finally left with Pepa and Felix trailing behind her. You let out a sigh of relief, both women had you on thin ice.
You looked to your side to see Camilo and his suitor, Alex, getting along just well whilst you and Carlos were absolutely oblivious on what to make out of this situation. You felt a tug on your shirt sleeve, grabbing your attention towards Carlos who clearly felt guilty. He leaned closer to your ear and whispered:
"Let's talk in the corner," he pulled back and gestured to the corner of the room, far from where Camilo and Alex were happily chatting. You followed him to the corner of the room and spoke in a faint tone to avoid anyone hearing.
"I'll be honest, I'm not sure about-" you moved your hands to gesture the both of you "-this,"
He nodded and copied your tone as well, "I'm not sure if I'm ready for marriage,"
You crossed your arms over your chest, "What do you think we should do? Would your abuela freak out if we insisted on not getting married?"
Carlos sighed and nodded making your jaw dropped. You and Carlos exchanged a few more potential plots to call off the wedding afterwards, you made a few glances at the other twin, somehow still calm and enjoying his talk with his suitor.
"No, we can't do that. It isnt abuela Almaproof, she will find a loophole if we proceeded that plan," Carlos opposed to your plan of just negotiating with her.
Carlos snapped his fingers, "What if you mess up, be mean or be a mess. Anything not royally cool,"
You shook your head, disapproving his plot, "I'm not mean Carlos and I can't stand messing up,"
"You can try?"
"Yeah, no,"
"Hey guys!" Camilo's chirpy voice greeted the both of you, halting any further discussions, "Yn," he slightly bowed and extended a hand, "Nice to meet you, I never thought I'd see my brother picking a suitor,"
You returned the handshake, "Yes well, actually we-"
"Are very happy to meet eachother," Carlos cut you off, he slung an arm around your shoulders and pulled you closer to him. You looked at him confused to which he returned with a wink and looked back at Camilo with a smirk.
"Oho, nice to see you guys warming up to eachother," Camilo patted Carlos' shoulder. Carlos pushed of the hand on his shoulder.
"We should get to know eachother as well, yn," Alex chimed in, nodding at you.
"Sure will,"
"Oh! I overheard that the wedding," Camilo raised the both of his eyebrows twice, "Is going to be in 7 months,"
"7 months? Oh sounds- sounds wonderful," you chuckled, clasping the both of your hands.
Carlos hesitated "in- indeed...," he displayed the most believable smile he could pull.
"Oh? Hermano, never thought I would expect that from you," Camilo pointed out.
"Um, well... it's none of your business,",
Camilo was about to reply but a maid approached the four of them. She slightly bowed before looking up to glance between you and Alex, she smiled, "Please, follow me," she gestured to the door.
The maid lead the both of you to seperate rooms, "This will be where you are going to be staying. The queen also mentioned you both are more than welcomed to explore the castle as long as you dont venture into any of the royal family's chamber,"
"Do get ready for dinner tonight, your wardrobe is filled with royal clothing as well as your normal attire that we have organised from the luggage you packed before coming here this morning," the maid continued.
You nodded, thanking her in the process as she moved away from the two bedroom doors and into the hallway.
"See you tonight, yn," Alex grabbed the doorknob and waved at you as they entered.
"See you," you nearly whispered and entered your own room.
The bedroom had you in awe, it was definitely bigger than the room you had, a vanity stood near the corner and a work table right beside it. The table held a feather pen and a jar of ink, you walked closer to table and opened the drawer, revealing it was filled with jars of ink and parchment papers. You averted your attention towards a bookshelf nearby, you pulled out a book from the shelf and inspected the title. Unsatisfied, you read the titles on the spine or the cover of the books, they were all books from long ago and you have already read them before. It seemed like the books has never been switched out, just occasionally cleaned and nothing more.
"I should tell Carlos about this,"
You finally turned to the queen sized bed sitting in the middle of the room. The bedframe touched the wall and there was sort of a curtain covering sides of the bed, you moved the curtain away and flopped onto the mattress. It was soft and you can feel yourself sinking into the scent of washed bedsheets.
The knock on the door however, pulled you back to reality. You left the soft mattress and looked at the vanity to see your hair slightly scruffed. You patted down some of the strands of hair before heading to the door. You opened the door to see Carlos in just his button up shirt and black pants, he probably had given up on wearing his blazer and waistcoat.
You raised an eyebrow at him, "Yes?"
"Do you want to get tea?" he raised a book in his hand, "We still have a few hours before dinner,"
"Uh, sure but I don't have a book with me, I couldn't pack them in time,"
"You have a whole shelf there," he pointed at the bookshelf behind you.
You shook your head, "Old books and I've already read them,"
"I could never stand those books, ancient stuff i don't understand. It's fine, here, have you read this?" he shoved another book that he was holding in front of you.
"Art of War?" there was excitement evident in your voice
Carlos smiled gently "Mhm, pretty neat. Come on, let's go to the garden gazebo,"
"Perfect, I was planning to start this book," you lightly skipped to his side and followed him to the castle gardens.
The both of you knew your way around, approaching the table and chairs set in the gazebo. The garden truly showed brighter colours than the time you saw it last night. There were vines hugging the gazebo's pillars and flowers surrounding the gazebo. This is your first time seeing the garden as a whole since it was dark when you first found it. You halt your steps to look around for a moment, swiping the flower petals in your fingers. It was slightly wet, the royal gardener must have just watered the plants.
"Red hibiscus, caught your eye?" Carlos stood next to you, watching you moved to another flower beside the hibiscus you had just admired.
"Flowers are fascinating and gorgeous," you slightly tug a yellow rose in front of you, it was beautiful you thought, you looked up at Carlos, "Can I pluck this?"
"Hm? Sure," Carlos gave you the book he was holding before fishing out a penknife from his pocket, he gently held the rose steady and place the blade on the rose's stalk. He began moving his hand to cut the rose. Once cut he chipped away the thorns sticking out. He kept the penknife back in his pocket and gestured for you to face him, he leaned a little to you and tuck the rose in your ear.
Carlos started to tidy up your hair, noticing a few strands falling at places where they don't fit. He brushed away the hair that fell in front of you and leaned back. His touch lingered on your skin, if he had taken more time, then he'd certainly noticed how flustered you were.
"Pretty," he muttered under his breath before he sucked in a deep breath and said: "Should we go now? I can see the servants about to serve our tea," he offered you his arm.
Disturbing your own trance, you nodded at him and held his arm. He escorted you back to the gazebo and you let go of his arm upon reaching it. You sat on the chair across from him and without a moment's notice, the servant placed a tower of scones, a stick of butter and a jar of strawberry jam. The silverware was wrapped in a velvet napkin, sitting beside the plate in front of you.
Finally, they set a pot of hot tea with teacups and a cup of sugar cube. The servant was about to grab the pot but Carlos stopped them, he nodded and the servant understood. They left the both of you alone, Carlos grabbed the pot and stood to pour the tea in your cup before pouring it in his own and sat down after.
You watched Carlos grabbed a scone and cutted it in half with a knife spreader before using the knife again to spread the butter on one side of the scone and strawberry jam on the other. He sandwiched the two halves and started munching. Immediately, you copied what he did before, the taste was undeniably tasty.
"Is it good?" Carlos asked, seeing your eyes lit up after taking another bite of the scone. You hummed in agreement, castle scones are definitely on another level.
You flipped open the book Carlos gave you earlier and started reading but stopped almost instantly when Carlos spoke.
"How do you think we should call off the wedding?"
You paused for a moment to think, "Um, run away?"
Carlos rolled his eyes, "Obviously you can't do that, you might get exiled from the kingdom,"
"What do you purpose then? Can't you just tell tu abuela that you're having second thoughts?"
"No can do, she won't listen,"
You bit the inside of your cheek, disappointed about the lack of plans.
Carlos stared at your slumped posture. He slightly softened himself, "What if we don't cancel the wedding," he said in a hushed voice.
"Did you say something?"
His shoulders tensed, "Huh? Oh, no what if we enjoy ourselves for now, we have 7 months not 7 week," he slurred the next few words as he brought the teacup to his lips "Maybe we might fall for eachother, who knows,"
You didnt hear the last part but the words '7 months not 7 weeks' stuck. He's right, it's not over over.
"Yeah, I guess you're right," you shoved another sandwiched scone you made into your mouth.
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The first few months passed like a wind, you felt the future dawning yet ever so slightly there were changes. You and Carlos had gotten more closer, sharing thoughts on books during tea and spare time at the garden. It seemed that the garden had unconsciously became yours and Carlos' casual spot.
Today was no different, you and Carlos were spending time together as always, sitting on a picnic blanket amongst the flower bushes and blooming trees. Each of you buried in your own books, only the sounds of nature served as music to your ears and maybe even occasional laughters whenever the both of you joked around.
You tucked a finger on the page you were reading before closing the book, you looked at Carlos who was reading intently, his eyes furrowed then it relaxed. You assumed he was reading an intense scene that then escalated for the better. You watched the way the wind picked up his curls and how long his eyelashes were as he blinked. Then, to his lips, it looked plumped, irresistible and was slightly agape, his bunny teeth barely visible from it.
There were.... a few moments you can pick about Carlos that somewhat made your heart fluttered. How a week after your first tea session with him, the books in your room were replaced with newer edition books that had just been published. The maid that was assigned to you informed that it was all an order from Principe Carlos Madrigal himself.
You also took note how much softer he gets whenever you were alone with him. He took good care of you, secretly you thought it might be because he felt bad for getting you into this situation but a very in denial part of you hoped he liked you. Nevertheless, you liked this side of Carlos, he's sweet and never mistreated or abused his power as a prince around the servants, maids or butlers.
Carlos noticed he was being stared at, he ignored it for a moment to focus on the book and then he turned to look at you. Your eyes locked, neither of you looked away, it wasn't like the staring contest you both had when you first met, this one is leaning towards your adoration for eachother.
A wash of deja vu hits you when you both unknowingly leaned closer to eachother. Carlos was bewitched by your eyes as much as you were too. Your eyes fluttered shut when you felt his nose brushed against yours, awaiting the soft lips you've actually found yourself thought about often.
"MIERDA, LOOK OUT!"
You and Carlos parted away at once, a round object was flying your way, you raised both of your arms and shielded yourself, waiting to be hit by whatever flying towards you. The hit never came, instead a hand pulled your head to their chest. The soft cotton clothing he was wearing brushed against your skin, you felt the impact of the ball but it didnt hurt. You looked up to see Carlos partially hugging you to prevent you from getting a direct hit. You felt your heartbeat picked up it's pace.
Carlos pulled away, he held your cheek and inspected for any injuries, he moved his hand to your shoulder and lightly stroked it, to see if you'd flinch. He looked at you, "You're okay right?"
You managed a nod, once he made sure that he had taken most of the impact, the voice coming from the great Camilo Madrigal nearly made him snap.
"Oh woops, are you guys okay?" Camilo walked towards the both of you, "Sorry, Alex and I were playing fútbol,"
"Watch where you're kicking pendejo! You almost hit yn,"
Camilo crossed his arms across his chest and a rather mischievous smirk formed on his lips, "But you managed to protect yn right? You get to be this close to them," he wiggled his eyebrows.
"TU GILIPOLLAS," Carlos yelled, Camilo turned on his heel and started bolting the other direction. Carlos flinched to chase after him but before he stood up, he turned to you and planted a delicate but quick kiss on your forehead.
He instantly ran after Camilo once he got on his feet. You could hear muffled screaming in the background as you zoned out trying to comprehend what just happened. When the sight of Carlos gripping Camilo's arm as his other hand smacked Camilo multiple times on the shoulder and hearing Carlos mellow laughter reached your ears, you realised:
maybe you do like Carlos Madrigal.
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Whahahdhsg i think i went overboard. I like scones btw, specifically whatever i just mentioned here
It was actually fun to write this. Also i can't stop smashing my head on the table because of how unsatisfied i was about the length of the story, like i want it to be long but it always ends up shorter than i liked but at the same time I dont want it to be too long because it might bore people.
Poor cami <3 , i hope carlos beat him up already/j
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yourbpdgf · 2 years
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rules+whoiwritefor ???
rules ?
• no piss,, shit,, fart kinks cs ew
• no pedophilia
• i dnt write male readers,, only gender neutral or fem!reader
• requests r always open
note ? i write in my own style: lowercase,, double commas,, no apostrophes,, slang,, etc .
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fandoms + characters i write for:
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ddot
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ticci tobi
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dos-oroguitas · 2 years
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amorcito
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Carlos Madrigal always had a plan. That’s what he thought. That’s what everyone thought. But nothing could’ve prepared him when you came along.
pairing: carlos madrigal x gn! reader
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Carlos Madrigal was never good with love. Sure he had more than enough experience with familial and platonic love but with romantic love? Pssh. Romance wasn’t in the books. It wasn’t in his devious plans to get caught up in a whirlwind romance. It wasn’t in the plans, he keeps telling himself.
Contrary to what people may believe, he was a meticulous person, every prank or trick that he would play would be well-thought of. He never liked being spontaneous. He never liked surprises.
He had a plan and he stuck with it.
But Carlos Madrigal didn’t have a plan for when you walked into his life.
You were a breath of fresh air in the stuffy little town of Encanto, having moved in from one of the villages that resided somewhat near the mountains. The concept of newcomers wasn’t all that uncommon to the town after the mountain was split into two. Encanto would show its’ way to those who needed it the most after all.
You caught him with a simple smile and your little ‘hola’.
Most of the citizens of Encanto as well as Carlos had thought that you would quickly distance yourself from him upon learning his reputation. What he didn’t expect was you being stuck to his side and being, dare he say it, friends. He was perplexed at first. People would often befriend his older twin rather than him but you had stayed. And though he wouldn’t say it out loud, he was grateful. Though he quickly noticed how much the two of you differed.
You were wide-eyed, bubbly, with a spring in your steps and a smile always adorning your stupidly, annoyingly, pretty—
Carlos ran his fingers through his hair, tugging on his locks in frustration as he caught himself, swiftly rubbing his eyes with his hands as he cursed.
‘Miercoles. Miercoles. What’s wrong with you, tonto?’ He asked himself. Carlos Madrigal was no simp. Not like his brother. He sneered at the thought of his older brother falling over himself for his significant other. He wasn’t like that. He wasn’t going to be like that.
So why did his knees always feel so weak when you flash him your sweet smile?
Ugh. Gross. He grumbled to himself as he shook his head, trying to convince himself that he didn’t like you that way. You weren’t part of the plan he had for himself which was just living out the rest of his life in peace.
Another sigh left his lips as he leaned against one of the fruit stalls that surrounded the buzzing town square. As always it was filled with people, happy smiles, and vibrant colors that made his eyes hurt. Carlos glanced to the side once he saw the shop owner had their back turned, shifting to one of the children in town and immediately snatching one of the mangoes from the crate and rushing off.
"Hah. Sucker." He snickered.
Carlos ducked into an empty alleyway, quickly shifting back to himself and smirking as he held a mango, sticking one of his hands in his pocket to rummage for his handy pocket knife.
Upon grabbing it, he fished it from his pocket, flicking it open as he started to skin the fruit. He sliced it apart effortlessly, taking a bite of the sweet yellow treat.
Today’s plan was supposed to be just to avoid doing any work. Not like he didn’t do that every day before, he just liked lazing about. He had more time to himself, even more so after Casita had been rebuilt once more. He liked doing nothing but what he liked to do. And today he wanted to do nothing!
A no bones day if you will. Nothing to worry about, nothing to think about. Just him and his fruit. Nothing else mattered.
Until he heard a laugh. Not just any laugh. Your laugh.
His (Name’s) laugh.
Now, normally Carlos would ignore this. He was going to before he heard the familiar and unmistakable laugh of his twin. He powerwalked out of the alley to the source of the noise.
And there you were, chatting with Camilo about something he could care less about. You were smiling so brightly and so was his brother. He didn’t know why he felt so annoyed seeing the two of you together.
But why did he care? Psh. He could care less about you and his brother. Although he knew deep down Camilo wouldn’t make a move on you, that didn’t quell the festering envy in the depths of his stomach as he saw Camilo smile at you, patting your back as you choked on an arepa the two of you had been eating while you conversed.
He didn’t like the way Camilo’s touch lingered. Maybe he was overthinking it. Maybe he was just paranoid. He bit onto his lower lip hard as he couldn’t take anymore.
Carlos marched up to the two of you, a tight-lipped smile on his face as he draped an arm around your shoulder.
“Ah, hermano, there you are. I see you’re with mi amorcito.” He glanced down, catching the way your eyes had widened at the pet name. God, you looked adorable.
“If I had known better you two were excluding me.” He puffed his cheeks into a mock pout before smiling as he saw the arepa in your hands. “Great timing! I was starving.”
Carlos leaned down, parting his lips and taking a bite of the arepa in your hand, all the while gently holding your wrist so you didn’t pull the pastry away from him.
“Gracias, amorcito.” The troublemaker says, licking his lips. He made sure to emphasize the pet names, narrowing his eyes at his brother who had raised his hands up in mock surrender as if saying that he wanted no trouble.
Carlos rested his head on the top of yours, smiling to himself as he could feel your warmth skyrocket from being flustered by his sudden actions. He still wouldn’t say anything about having feelings for you.
That wasn’t in his plans after all.
You ruined so many of his carefully thought of plans. But deep down he didn’t think he minded.
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carlos madrigal. that's it. that's the post.
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pink02 · 2 years
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Carlos Madrigal x f!reader
Genre: Fluff (idk really)
Summary: You and Mirabel where walking through the roads of Encanto looking around at shops and stores while talking about random stuff. You two were too distracted from your own conversation that you didn't noticed a pissed off young man stomping towards you two. Didn't really know why but you knew he was looking for trouble, and by that he was looking for a certain Madrigal twin.
Trigger warning: A lot of swearing, cursed words, act of violence verbally and physically.
A/n: Doesn't mention any particular pronounce but uses 'you'. Put f!reader because of spanish word endearments used during the story. An idea popped into my mind when I was gonna make another Encanto fic. I would like to put Camilo in this story but I think Carlos is more fitting due to his rough behavior and attitude. Hahahahhaha.... idk what title would be fitting for this story.... oh well.
Also I'm not fluent in spanish nor is originally a spanish speaker. All words are translated in google. Excuse my grammar if there are any errors.
♡♡ Masterlist ♡♡
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Town folks and children would wave and greet you and Mirabel as you pass by while you were looking at shops and stalls. You two giggled while you were conversing about a memory you shared.
Mirabel held a laugh as you're continuing your story. "What happened to your sister after that?-"
"MADRIGAL!" Mirabel stopped when she heard her name being called out.
You both stopped your tracks turning around confusion. Looking for the source of the voice, you saw a boy your age approaching you with a scowl on his face. Flour falling off of his head as he stomped down his tracks.
As he came near, he huffed off more flour and glared at both of you. "Where is tu puto primo?!" He shouted pissed off by his situation.
You and Mirabel shared a look, completely confused and bewildered on what the boy said. Mirabel quickly adjusted her glasses and stepped a little closer beside you, looking at the flour covered boy confusingly. "I don't know where mi primos are, who are you even referring to, Alvaro?" She asked the pissed out boy.
Boy does he look like an angered toro ready to charge a red flag. You thought, almost blurting a snort but quickly turned your sniffle down as you noticed he turned to you.
"I was at the bakery asking for flour and Señor Agustin lent me some. But when he was about to give it to me, he suddenly poured the bag over my head! My eyes went blurry from the flour but I could see a red silhouette running out the bakery and there was no Señor Agustin around!" He huffed his explanation, knuckles turning white from anger.
Obviously knowing who he was referring you mentally facepalmed and faced Mirabel with a you-got-to-be-kidding-me look. The red flag has pissed off the bull... again. Shaking you head lightly and clearing your throat then glanced at Alvaro. "Look, even we know where he is or not, and obviously we don't. We won't tell you unless you calm down and talk to him in a calm and civilized way." You said with confidence and courage.
"A la mierda! Tell him to go here now so I could show him a piece of my mind!" He yelled. Completely ignoring the surrounding crowd slowly circling around you three. Ay! Don't they have nothing else to do?! Or at least take this puta out of here?! Mentally groaning already feeling annoyed by the situation.
You sighed and pulled Mirabel behind you so he won't pour his anger out at their cousin. "Alvaro, calm down, just ask nicely so we could look for him." You said calmly but looking at him with stern eyes.
"Don't tell me what to do!" Suddenly bolting towards you and grabbed you by the shirt. "Oi come out Madrigal! I got your hermosa estúpida novia!" He rang still clutching the front of your shirt.
"Stop!" Mirabel charged trying to pull you away from the boy but was pushed down and shoved away. You struggled trying to get out from his grip. "Let me go, bastardo!" You exclaimed but he tightened his grip more onto you.
"Oi Alvaro tu pollito!" A sandal suddenly went flying and hit Alvaro behind the head. He shot his head up to the direction where the sandal came and saw the boy with the red rauna. "I'm the one you're dealing with, not mi amorcito nor mi prima. So Let. Them. Go" He said as he glared down at the flour covered boy.
Finally seeing the shapeshifter, the boy in notion huffed a laugh and lets go of your shirt making you fall. Mirabel quickly came to your side and pulled you close to her, away from the boys.
"Finally!" He said fully turning to the shapeshifter. "I was getting tired waiting for el hijo de puta to show up. I was about to let it out to your sweet little amor." A smug face crept into his face and it made the Madrigal boy deepen his glare.
"Dont you dare!" Suddenly the shapeshifter threw a punch right across Alvaro's face making him fall back with a groan. "Tu cabrón!" Carlos shouted.
The flour covered boy immediately stood back up and tackled Carlos. Shocked seeing a fight is getting out of hand, you suddenly shout. "Stop! Carlos he's not worth our time! Enough!" You tried to stand up but groaned when you felt your ankle ached.
Mirabel was trying to help you up but was also afraid to interfere the fight. "I bet Dolores already told Abuela about this. Its already getting out of hand." The girl with the green rimmed glasses muttered.
Carlos rolled over and threw another punch. Shapeshifting into the boy that's under him, he smirked. "Why are you hitting yourself huh? Estúpido? Why are you hitting yourself?" The red rauna boy said repeatedly as he threw more punches.
"CARLOS MADRIGAL! ENOUGH!" An elderly woman's voice emerged out from the crowd. Alma Madrigal, the matriarch of Casa Madrigal. Alongside her was his mother and Dolores.
"Mierde." Carlos huffed looking down and jumped off from the boy who was now laying down on the ground with a bruised face.
Slowly raising his gaze, he looked at his abuela and saw the enraged disappointed look that is cast upon him. "I can explain-."
"Up! Casita. Now." She sternly told raising her hand. She turned away from the chaos then walked back up to their Casita.
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Pepa was beyond disappointed and angry when she saw his son battered and bruised. A thunder cloud casting above her frame, his husband trying to soothe her from her frustration.
"You pranked a kid and went into a fist fight?!" Pepa roared along with her cloud's thunders. As she glared at her son exclaiming after hearing the commotion from her daughter.
"Mami! he messed with me first! He placed bugs all over the flowers I was trying to grow for mi vida!" He explained back throwing his arms up in exasperation.
"And you could have talked it out on him rather than taking revenge!" His mother shot back. Earning a scoff from his son and crossing his arms infront of his chest.
"Yeah, as if that cabrón would "talk it out" when technically he ignored mi amorcito's words." He air quoting the words while rolling his eyes.
"Carlos! Don't you dare talk infront of your mother like that." His father said sternly. "Lo siento." He muttered looking away.
"Your abuela, papi and I will go to the boy's house tonight and will talk to his parents. You are not allowed to leave the Casita until I said so." His mother sternly said before storming out.
After Carlos earful of scolding, you, Mirabel and him sat across the couch waiting for Mirabel's mom, tía Julieta for her freshly cooked arepas. Technically, so you could all heal from your injuries.
Carlos sat on the floor in front of you gazing up at your eyes feeling sorry from what he have done. "Does your ankle still hurt? Are you ok?" He asked worriedly and holds onto your hands.
You looked down at him with a small side smile. You were about to reply when Mirabel groaned. "Geez mi primo, I'm fine thanks for worrying." Rolling her eyes and making you sniffle a giggle.
"Ay! You wait mi prima, I was about to get to you." The shapeshifter replied also rolling his eyes out of sarcasm.
You shook your head amused by the cousins interaction, you laced your fingers between his and smiling down at him. "Don't worry Carlito, it still hurts but I know after we get to eat tía's arepas, we'll be fine." You said calmly making him smile at you. "You're all battered up, you look like you were ran over a stampede of donkeys." You snorted and Mirabel lets out a cackle.
"Hah! Getting stampede by a hoard of donkeys! Nice one!" Mirabel laughed hard at your joke also making you laugh out loud.
Carlos just shrugged resting his head on your lap. "Mehh, got to use to it." He sighed looking up at you again.
"Sorry about that bastardo Alvaro, you two caught up from our quarrel when you shouldn't be a part of it." "He ruined my surprise for you." He said while rubbing your knuckles. Completely defeated after all those efforts on growing his own flowers for his amor.
"It's not your fault. I know you gave your full effort on them and I would appreciate it." You smiled. A little sad thinking that you didn't get to see how pretty the flowers he grew. "If you want, we could just grow our own flowers together." Said suggestively.
"That would be a great idea!" The boy beamed grinning at the incoming thoughts of you two tending flowers together. Thinking of sweet moments you two would share as you grow your flowers up until you have your own fully grown garden. Hell, he would wish to compete with his flowers to his prima Isabela's.
Mirabel fake gagged at your intimate moment and visibly cringed. Her primo glared at her which made you laugh at his reaction.
"Prepare yourself Mirabel, for the day will come when you get your own otro significativo. You will aslo experience how in love you would be. I will tease you endlessly." Carlos declared smirking at his prima.
You laughed at his determination. "Yeah goodluck waiting, Carlos." Mirabel replied shaking her head and snorts.
"WHAT DID I MISS?!" The Casita's front door opened with a loud bang making you three jump. There stood a rugged look and panting Camilo. He was sweating and breathing heavily like he ran a marathon.
You and Mirabel facepalm and shook your heads. Oh dios miyo por favor.
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patxhwrk · 2 years
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Carlos: hah, i'm not stupid
Carlos: i'm smarter than you both, actually
Y/n: alright then, spell orange
Carlos: the fruit or the colour?
Y/n:
Camilo:
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your-girl-mj · 2 years
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It's your all fault [carlos madrigal x f!reader]
Summary: Carlos was always the cause of your problems, that's why you can't help but blame him on this one.
Warnings: kinda angsty, swear words, a fight, blood blah blah blah.
Note: THIS IS ANGST TO FLUFF, I PROMISE- she/her for reader, he/him for carlos, third point of view. I tried making it gender neutral, but I found it hard, sorry.
Created: February 3, 2022
Published: February 9, 2022
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Carlos was nothing but a pain, a menace to Encanto. Especially to [Name]. He's the cause of all of her problems, always there to tease her, always there to make fun of her, always there to make sure she embarrass herself in public.
All of her friends left her because of him, they say they don't wanna be friends anymore because Carlos threatened them.
Why? Why is he like this? He likes to see the [hair. color] suffer.
Maybe it's because she never cry, at least not in front of him nor did he hear her. She does like being in the rain though, the boy found it weird, it's either sitting on the wall or standing in the middle of nowhere. He makes sure to make fun of her for it.
He likes it when her attention is his, just looking at him with those dazzling [eye. color] that glows beneath the ray of the sun. Her angry expression is adorable to him, how can he not make her feel range.
He's a sadist and he knows it.
[Name] were alone most of the time, he could see her drown herself into chores and work. Why does she have 5 jobs? She's always overworked herself. Not gonna lie, he panicked when he caught her fainting on him when he was messing around.
That's it, she's quitting 2 of your jobs, 3 is enough.
Why does he care? He's Carlos Madrigal, for goodness sake.
He was satisfied with his routine, make mischief to the stalls, mess with people's chores, help Julieta bring the ingredients, tease her, make fun of her, making sure that everyone knows about her stupid miserable life.
Everything is doing great for him until she got herself a boyfriend. (It's not Camilo gaiz)
The guy was sweet, and charming on the outside, how can you not fall for him. The troublemaker knew this guy, he played with girls' feelings, as if they were a toy. Luring them with affection, sweet words, little gifts. He never paid mind, it's not like it's his business.
So, why does he have a pang of pain in his chest when the two of them locked lips. He doesn't care, not a single bit.
So, why is he so angry when he saw the guy flirt with another girl that's not [name]. It's not his business, and he likes seeing her miserable, right?
It hurts more when he saw the guy assuring her that the other person is just a friend, and that's what friends do.
But when he saw the guy make out with someone. Someone that's not her, someone that's not his own girlfriend. He had enough.
The troublemaker marches over, grabbing the guy by the shoulders pulling him away from the other.
"Hey! What's your probl—" Carlos cut him off with a hard punch in the face. Causing the guy to fall to the ground with a loud groan.
"Joaquin! Why did you hit..." the stranger froze at the troublemaker's icy glare, making her shut up immediately, and run away.
"What was that for?!" Asked Joaquin, looking as confused as ever.
"For being a jerk to her, you huevón."
[Name] is walking stall to stall, picking up some fresh vegetables and fruits. The hood of her poncho, covered half of her face, not wanting to be seen.
Who knows what Carlos would do if he found it's her? Steal her goods, throw them in the river, or eat them in front of her and forced her to eat them too. They have a shortage of money right now, it's because of Carlos.
Why is he doing this?? She didn't know.
she hoped that he won't interfere with her significant other, she's been the happiest with Joaquin. [Name] sees him as a kind, gentlemanly, selfless person. A complete opposite of Carlos.
The girl was about to go back home, cheering silently for not spotting the troublemaker anywhere, but—
"Help! Help! It's Carlos, he's beating up Joaquin! Please help me!" The voice of a friend of yours: Ligia, called out.
Her sound of desperation attracts the others, quickly questioning where they might be, and why did they fight.
"I- I don't know, we were just minding our business when he suddenly came and punch him in the face!"
Hearing what happened, she dashed to the location after she heard where they were. The others were right behind her.
[Name] witness Carlos fighting with her Significant other. Not this, please not him, he can't leave her too. She lost so many people because of Carlos, not the person she loved dearly.
Rushing over to them, she tried to stop it, tugging the troublemaker's sleeves hard, pulling and screaming but the heterochromia boy is too stubborn to even listen.
"Carlos! Stop this!!" She kept her hold on his arm, even when he tried to brush her off gently. His efforts were wasted when her hold tighten, causing him to shove her harder, so he won't hit her when he trow some punches. To his dismay, he accidentally hit the [hair. color] on the nose with his elbow. "Ack-! Ugh.. ow.." she whimpered.
The sound of her in agony, snap the troublemaker out of his trace. Looking over his shoulder, seeing her with a hand over her face, covering the nose as well as the mouth.
A feeling of liquid made [name] pull her hand away, a sight of red substance smeared over her back palm cause her eyes to widen.
The townspeople as well as a few Madrigals caught up and pull the two boys apart, demanding an explanation why Carlos suddenly attacked them.
"Oh Mija, lift your head up, don't let it flow down," Julieta instructed, handing the girl a meal to heal her bruised nose. Camilo pulled her up to her feet. "You shouldn't have stopped the fight by yourself, you got hurt because of it! Be careful next time, Mija."
"He threatened me!" Joaquin lied through his teeth, accusingly pointing a finger to the heterochromia boy, who scoff at him, "I and Ligia was just talking to each other—"
"Yea, right 'talking'."
"— he then comes out of nowhere, saying I should stay away from [name]!" The mention of her name, cause the girl to glare at Carlos.
Not this again, how could he?? Is he really that desperate to see her miserable?
The guy internally smirk at the troublemaker's ranging expression, he knew everything about his relationship with the [hair. color], and he's using it against him.
"I told him 'no' but he started to punch me!" If looks could kill, Joaquin will be dead by now. Carlos is burning holes in his body, causing the guy to tremble beneath his glaze.
The boy didn't call him out, since he already knew no one will believe him. No one, except his older twin brother: Camilo, had a concerned expression. Worried about his twin.
Joaquin made eye contact with Ligia, the two silently agreeing with what's gonna happen next. The guy turned to the [hair. color], "I don't think we should see each other anymore."
The color of her eyes drains, as she witnesses him walk away, a few of the people following behind, giving him Julieta's food.
The troublemaker's knuckles turned white as he clench his fist. "You little—!" He lunched but was held back by Osvaldo. "Stop lying about you two just talking! We both know you weren't doing that! You're just using this as an excuse to break up with [na—]!"
"Carlos!" A certain voice called out, followed by a loud crash of thunder. The said boy stopped struggling immediately.
The townspeople started to walk away, and do their own thing, not wanting to be struck by the lightning made by the cloud above her, and knowing well that Pepa will handle the situation, "What is this?! I told you to not pick a fight anymore!" Heavy rain started to fall down.
Carlos only turned away from her— his wet curls bounced a bit, too stubborn to answer. Camilo swiftly rushes to his side, not wanting the situation to worsen. "Mamì I can handle this, don't worry! I'll talk to him, it's okay now." He assured her, the rain started to ease. He continued to help his mother calm down with his Tìa Julieta.
The boy's heterochromia eyes, met her [eye. color] ones. Her's is mixed with hurt, anger, as well as helplessness. He must have stared too long, too long to notice her tears. She's crying. It's almost invisible, disguised as raindrops.
No, that can't be true, [name] never cries. Not in front of him or in front of anybody. But there she is, close to letting out a sobbed as she stared back at him.
Those aren't raindrops, he noticed. They're her tears, pouring out of her beautiful eyes.
"Why are you like this...?" She whispered, so silent he almost didn't hear her. "Why do you like it when I'm suffering...? Huh, Madrigal?"
"[Name]..."
"Careverga." With an insult she sprinted to who know where, Carlos called out her name, running after her.
"Where do you think you're going?! I'm still not done with you, Carlito!!" The ginger shouted, the cloud's size became bigger by second.
"Carlos! I'll go get him, Mamì. I'll be right back— Carlos! Wait up!"
The shape-shifter scuttles to follow his brother, stopping him by his shoulders, "Hermano, stop!" He voiced out, his younger brother ignored him, pushing his hand away as he speeds walk through the pouring rain. "Will you just— listen to me for once in your life!!"
Carlos let out a sigh, before finally facing his twin. The troublemaker is taller than him due to having a good posture. "What could anymore important than [name] right now?!"
"Her personal space, Carlos!" The shape-shifter exclaimed, "can't you see she's trying to get away from you, Hermano? Just— please let her be alone for a while..."
"No, you don't understand. I need to tell her the truth about that Hijueputa!" Carlos throws his hands around, frustrated. "I need to be there for her!"
"She's been through enough, I know you two aren't on good terms, but you have to step aside on this one, okay?" Camilo strolled forward, he held his forearms trying to pull him to their home. "C'mon, let's get back to casita." But his twin breaks his hold.
"I'm not going back there without knowing if [name]'s fine."
"Ugh, why are you so stubborn about [name]?!" The shape-shifter finally snaps.
"Because she was there for me when no one else was!" Both of their eyes widen at his statement, taken aback at the unexpected outburst. "Forget what I've said, go back to the casita, Camilo."
"I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what do mean by that."
"I mean go back to the house, you're soaked-"
"We both know what I'm talking about here. We're... twins, right?" Camilo inquired lowly, rubbing the back of his neck. "We stick together. I'm trying my best to be close to you, but if you keep shutting me out, I can't—" words got caught up to Camilo's throat, unable to form the ones he wanted to tell him.
A moment of silence fell to the two of them, the only sound is the pattering rain, the shape-shifter shut his eyes knowing that his brother won't tell a soul. turning back to walk home, a voice stops him. "it was the day we got our gifts."
The older Madrigal faces the Troublemaker once again, curiosity and warmness swim in his pupils. He's finally opening up, after years of effort.
"Everyone was there, but no one except mama and papa, congratulate me for having a unique gift. We have the same powers, yet you're the only one that gets praises." He continued, Camilo's expression softening, feeling a bit guilty of not knowing about the situation. "I went to the back outside of casita, I was bawling—" Carlos frowned at his word of choice.
"Pfft-"
"Hey! I was 5, okay?!" The troublemaker said defensively, though he had a small smile plastered on his features. It’s been a while since they have a precious moment like this, despite the weather. "that brat suddenly shows up, feeling like she's a hero or something, and started to do weird things..." he paused, as he recall the memory. "I asked her what the hell is she doing and, said that's she's trying to cheer me up. I told her to scram but didn't listen— she's super stubborn, it's frustrating!"
"Did she succeed?"
"Succeed to make me want to pull my hair out, yea."
"No, no, no! heh," Camilo chuckled, "I meant, did she succeed in cheering you up?"
"...yea, she did."
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[Name] can't help but feel downcast and frustrated at the same time as she recalls what just happened. The girl is currently crying under the bridge at the farsight of Encanto. Sitting at the small hill at the side of it, avoiding the flowing water in front of her.
"I don't think we should see each other anymore."
She shouldn't be hurt by his words, it happens all the time, it's not anything new. Whenever she made a friend, or be close to someone or something, Carlos will be there to destroy it.
"I'm sorry, but I don't want to be friends with you anymore, Carlos said you don't like me..."
"Carlos made me do it, I'm really sorry [name]!"
"[Name]! Do you know what Carlos did to my house??! If he keeps messing with me, I don't wanna be friends with you!"
"Carlos said—" "Carlos did this—" "‐ that's why Carlos..."
Carlos. Why? She didn't do anything. He just shows up out of nowhere and bullies her nonstop.
More tears start to flood, as she close her eyes to stop them, whimpers forced their way out. The [hair. color] let out a frustrated groan, before harshly wiping her eyes and burying her head between her knees.
Quiet footsteps approach and stop beside her. Full knowing who it is, she finally snaps. "What do you want, Madrigal? Make fun of me?? Push me into the river?? Go ahead, I'm done with everything."
Her piercing glare didn't do any harm to him, Carlos just stood as she didn't say anything.
"If you have nothing to say, leave. I don't want to see your stupid face." A brief silence fell between the two, just then the troublemaker broke it.
"Look, [name]—"
"Can't you understand that I don't want to see you right now?! All you've been doing to me is fucked my life up! Yet, you don't even know how much you affect me!" She yelled, hands gesturing to him and herself, as her words echoed around them. Tears of frustration trailed down her face. She continued, "I've tried to figure out what I did to make you angry at me, figure out why you're doing all this." Back of her hands pressed against her eyes as she cried openly.
Carlos was speechless, yes he made others cry and he's always satisfied if he did so, though the sound of her cries made him feel nothing but guilt, and sorrow.
"You made all of my friends and now my novio turn against me... mì tìa lost 2 of her jobs when I took over her work, so she can rest for a week... People also make fun of me thinking it's normal since you did it so openly..." she confessed, sobbing at every end of her sentence. "You made my life a living hell..."
"Why...?" She whispered, "I just wanna know w-why you did this.." her lips quivered, causing her to stutter.
Casita nudges a plate of pandebono, to the 5 years-old Carlos, who just pushed it away as he choked up sobs so no one can hear him. "I'm not hungry, Casita. I don't know why he's so special— we're identical to each other... I'm his shadow."
Carlos debated inside his head, should tell her the truth. He doesn't want her more hurt than she is right now, but he still did it anyway. "... they're talking badly behind your back, they'll say your family is weird, why you dress like that, your hobby is horrible, just things like that. That's why I cut them off before things got worse." The troublemaker admitted, his eyes trailed to the leaf floating on the running river.
"Hello! What are you doing back here?" The little boy heard her voice, looking up she was smiling at him but frown when she saw his wet face. He can tell they're the same age, "Oh no, what happened? Did someone make you cry?? Do not worry, [name] is here to protect you!"
"As for that boyfriend of yours, he's been cheating on you with that Ligia brat." Carlos wince when he heard the [hair. color] gasp in disbelief as well as betrayal, he's not being careful with his words.
"[Name]? That's an awful name." The little troublemaker commented, beaming when she started to be angry at him.
The brunette crouches down beside her, observing her reaction, as well as her features. He remembered it clear as day, her innocent [eye. color] that glistening under the moonlight, are now squinting a bit to stop the flowing liquid. Approaching her, he gently wipe her tears away, caressing her face in the process, as they lock eyes.
The little girl let out a hmph, stomping her tiny foot at the ground. "I'm mad at you, but since it's your special day, I'll let it slide." Strolling forward, her small hands smeared his wet face, receiving protests from the boy, but let her continue. "You have pretty eyes— a boy with pretty eyes shouldn't be crying!" She beams.
"A girl with pretty eyes shouldn't be crying." He copied her words from the past, [name] scoff at his words.
"That's definitely a lie since it's coming from you."
Carlos ignored her comment and took a seat beside her. Pulling off his soaked maroon ruana, his wet brown hair bounce around once it got out of the clothing, completely unaware of a pair of [e.c] watching him with flush cheeks as he squeeze the water out of it.
The little troublemaker watches as she roams around her dress, trying to find something. "What are doing, idiot?" He inquired, rubbing his runny nose.
"I don't have my handkerchief, umm, here! Use this!" Grabbing a fist full of the helm of her skirt, "go on, blow on it!"
"Here, blow your nose here." Arranging his hand under the clothing, bringing it up to her nose.
"What, no! Your sweat is there, no!"
"Stop being stubborn, and just blow."
"Eww! Disgusting, that's probably dirty-" the boy commented, his expression explaining everything.
"Oh c'mon, it's not dirty! I help mi mamì wash these! Blow on it, I don't mind!"
Putting her nose in between, and obeyed. Once she finished, moving his hands to the cleaner part of his ruana he wipes her face, before he questioned, "you good?" Satisfied with himself when [name] nods in confirmation.
"Your dress is disgusting now, you should leave and wash it up." Little Carlos pointed out, too embarrassed that he's crying in front of a girl.
"Nah, I'll do it later! After I cheer you up!"
The clouds are clearing up, and the sun started to peek between them. Comfortable quietness fell beyond the two, the troublemaker is rethinking his words for a few moments before he spoke, "I want to apologize for all the things I did to you."
"Are you Camilo? Shape-shifted into Carlos?"
"Tsk, no. I'm serious here." Heterochromia eyes glare down her body.
"Okay, jeez." Her hands up, as if she's surrendering. For a brief moment of fidgeting with her fingers, she finally voice out her thoughts, "If you don't mind me asking-"
"I do mind." Carlos cut her off, a smirk plastered on his face.
"I'm not finished yet!" The girl lightly nudges his shoulders, with a playful glare as he chuckles at her reaction. She can't believe it, her bully for so many years is being friendly to her for once in her life. "I just wanna know— why you did it in the first place...?"
The troublemaker thought for a moment before answering, "maybe it's because you ignored me whenever I say hi to you when we were little."
He says what? She did what?? [Name] is speechless, she doesn't remember anything about Carlos or being friends with him. They're just no way. "...since when did I ignore you?? I haven't met you before! You just appeared out of nowhere and annoyed me!"
The brunette looked at her like she's the dumbest person in the world, well for him- she is, but that's beside the point. This girl is in the moment that is the most memorable in his life, doesn't remember a single of what happened. Doesn't she recognize him? He still has mismatched eyes like before, the hair he had from that very day, which makes her forget about him.
"Aye, you and your forgettable brain. I don't think that's something my tìa could heal."
"Hey! I have an excellent memory!"
"Says the person who yells outside their house, 'cause she forgot what ingredients she should buy."
"They're giving me a list of things that are not written on paper, it's hard to grasp all of it!" She defended, her curiosity is becoming bigger and bigger about her relationship with Carlos. "okay, okay, so when did we first meet?"
"You honestly don't know?" He rise a brow, thinking that she's just messing with him. With a shook of a head, [name] scooch closer to the boy, tilting her head a bit, expecting a story to be told. "Tsk, it was when my brother and I got our gifts, do you remember that night? Or you really need health care?"
"I remember it, there's a party and everyone was excited to see your rooms and your powers. Go on, go on!"
"Alright, do you-" he cleared his throat, "do you remember the little boy..? At the back of the house?"
The [hair. color]'s once curious eyes widen in surprise, "wait, wait, wait— so you saw that little kid, too?" It's not common for the girl to have memories issues, but Carlos can't help but mentally facepalm at her words.
The troublemaker's mouth is slightly open, brows knitted together, with a mixed expression of confusion, disbelief, and a hint of disappointment. "What?" That was all he can utter.
"After that day, I never saw him again. I've looked all over Encanto, but he's nowhere to be found," she stated, her eyes found him, but glanced away when she receives his squinting ones. “I told my Tia about him, she said that maybe I saw a ghost. I believe her, of course. I mean, he’s wearing all white!”
yea, that’s confirmed. she really is stupid. Carlos gave her a deadpan look, before voicing out, "I'm that little kid, idiot."
With that sentence, she quickly observed his features. From big to small details, like his beauty mark below his left eye. The troublemaker glared at her gaze, offended she mimic his action, this cause them to have a mini staring competition.
They say there for a few moments, unblinking. [Name] has no trouble with the challenge, while Carlos is struggling, his eyes sting and watering a bit. So he did what he needed to do. Cheat.
Blowing at her eyes, causes the girl to lose focus and blink at the sudden movement. "Hah! Weakling."
"You cheated!"
"That's what all losers say. They just can't accept they lost."
"You- ugh!!" She groans loudly, pissed that he cheated and had the nerve to be cocky. On the other hand, Carlos is having the time of his life.
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"How long are we gonna wait here?" Little Antonio inquired, whispering a few words with the animals with him. Camilo clench the towel he's holding as they both eavesdrop on their brother.
"Only a little while, Tonito." The shape-shifter smiled widely when he heard Carlos laugh just below the bridge they're standing. "Just let Carlito have his moment."
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capybira · 2 years
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carlos madrigal x gender neutral reader
summary: carlos gets drunk at a party and shares a moment with y/n
genre: fluff?? kinda??
NOT BETA READ
WARNINGS: mentions of nsfw (no lemon/smut), getting drunk
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COLOOOOOOMBIA ENCANTO!!
Music rang through your ears as you and Miarabel moved your body to the beat. The Madrigals have held another party, and you were having fun, as usual.
You and Mira were having fun, holding each other by the hand and shimmying around, enjoying the lively atmosphere, when a pelican randomly flew down from the open ceiling (imagine if casita opened it’s casitussy okay it’s an open ceiling because i said so) and landed on Mira’s shoulder.
‘That’s my cue! Sorry y/n, Antonio needs me.’ Mirabel smiled apologetically. You nodded a ‘no problem’ and waved goodbye to her as she hurriedly followed the pelican, squeezing through crowds of people to find her cousin and do whatever he needed help with.
Alone on the dance floor, you decided to check out some refreshments and snacks. Dinner was an hour or two ago and you’ve been dancing ever since, you need a few power snacks and a couple drinks to keep you through the night.
You rocked your hips to the beat, smoothly shuffling towards the kitchen so you wouldn’t catch too many people’s attention while they were dancing. Walking amongst a whole herd of dancing people is weird and awkward.
A colourful punch fountain was on the kitchen table, along with plastic cups. Casita greeted you by moving a few times on the counter, welcoming your presence. Thirsty from all the dancing, you decided to help yourself. Grabbing a red plastic cup, you tilted the opening towards the punch fountain and the colourful juice poured heavily into your cup like a river. You were about to take a long awaited sip when you heard a tiny hiccup from behind you.
You turned around to a red-faced Carlos.The top three buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, and his maroon rauna is now dyed an ugly yellow due to the amount of drinks he’s probably drank throughout the night. He’s drunk.
‘H-hey y/n.’ He hiccuped, flashing you a dorky smile. He is definitely not himself. ‘Dios mio Carlos, you’re drunker than a skunk.’
You’ve never seen Carlos Madrigal drunk before.
‘Whatchu u-up to?’ He hiccuped again, accompanied with a loud burp which made you visibly cringe. His face was red from all the alcohol he drank. His curls were messy, and he couldn’t even stand straight. Carlos’ legs were wobbly even though he’s standing still. The only thing keeping him from not toppling down is casita using its floor tiles to nudge his shoes and keeping him balanced on the ground.
Carlos had a cup in one hand, and beverage stains all over his garments. It was a horrid sight, but you had to admit it was kind of cute. The way he hiccuped and tried to focus while talking to but failing miserably made your heart- If Abuela saw this she’s going to MURDER him.
Carlos was about to take another sip of whatever he had in the plastic cup, but you quickly stopped him by standing on your tiptoes and snatching the drink from hand as he waved it higher so you wouldn’t be able to reach it. ‘Such a party-pooper y/n…’ he frowned, slurring his words as he tried to grab for his cup back which is now (thankfully) out of reach.
‘Carlos, that’s enough.’ you sighed as you threw the cup in the nearby bin. Even casita expressed disappointment , moving its window frames and expressing a frown.
‘Give me my d-drink backkkk y/nnnnn…’ Carlos whined, stumbling towards you. Lord, he’s so out of it. ‘You’ve had enough to drink tonight.’ you said firmly, frowning as you had one hand on his chest to prevent him from crashing onto you. ‘How did you even get alcohol anyway? I thought the Madrigals cared about their reputation so much they didn’t allow alcohol here.’
‘I m-met some pe-people.’ Carlos said in between a yawn and a hiccup at the same time. ‘They’re c-cool.’ Good lord. Thank god the kitchen was empty and no other guests were here. You prayed that Dolores wouldn’t hear all this and tell people. You didn’t want Carlos to get in trouble.
‘Getting drunk isn’t cool, Carlos.’ you furrowed your eyebrows. This was gonna take a while. ‘No y/n, you’re not cool. You’re stupid, give me my drink back this is so not cool!’ Carlos shook his head like a toddler, throwing a tantrum. This was hilarious, but also not since you knew he’d get in HUGE trouble with Abuela (and Pepa) if they found out their 17 year old son met some rookies and got drunk at a family party.
You decided to take matters to your own hands, pulling Carlos closer to you as you took his arm and hovered it over your shoulder. You placed your arm on top of his, and wrapped your other arm around his waist, steadying him as casita tried to help using the floor tiles.
‘Alright Madrigal time to get you to bed.’ You groaned, lifting him up slightly as you tried to walk him out of the kitchen and to his room. Carlos was taller than you, so it was no surprise that he was heavy. You grunted at his weight, maybe people are heavier when they’re drunk.
With the help of casita, you miraculously managed to help Carlos upstairs and nearly got to his room. Carlos kept losing his balance along the way, crumbling onto the floor like a sack of potatoes whenever you loosen your grip around his waist a little. The boy kept bumping into walls, giggling as he did so and purposely bumping into the opposite way as if they were trampolines.
‘A-lmost t-t-there-‘ you exhaled loudly. Carlos’ weight was really starting to dawn on you. Casita stopped helping you at one point. No surprise it was also sick of this bullshit. You were tired on one hand, but happy on the other since you get to be so close with Carlos. Your bodies were basically attached to each other throughout the entire process, as if playing some sort of three-legged-man game.
You never really thought about your feelings for Carlos until now. He’s always been a sadist, laughing at your misery and never opening up to anyone. This was the first time you’ve seen him so wild and free, as if his cold persona was just a mask and he took it off completely. And perhaps it was also his sadistic and cold personality that made you interested in him. But of course, you’d never tell him. He’d laugh and bully you for it. He’s teased you so many times about dumb things you’ve done, so it’s kind of fun to have some sort of blackmail material against him.
Lost in your own thoughts, you didn’t realise your grip on Carlos’ waist loosened again. He tripped all of a sudden, causing you to trip as well, both of you falling onto the floor, bodies colliding right in front of his room. Thank god you two were finally here. Now you can leave him alone and go back to the party-
Being on top of you, Carlos placed his palms firmly against the ground next to you and lifted himself up, arms wobbling as he did so. You were scared he was going to lose his balance and smush your chest, so you quickly steadied him with your arm. Your legs were in between his as he half-kneeled beside your thighs. You felt your face flushing red as his beer-filled breath exhaled onto you. It smelled disgusting, but Carlos being on top of you made up for it.
The light from his magic door allowed you to see his face clearer. Carlos had beads of sweat all over his forehead, and his messy hair was blocking half of his eye. His entire face dangled in front of yours, and you didn’t know how to react. He looked beautiful as ever, even when he was drunk as fuck.
‘Carlos… we’re already h-‘
You were cut off by Carlos slapping one hand onto your mouth, muffling your words. Now the upper part of his body was only balanced by his knees and one wobbly arm. This is dangerous.
‘You’re prettier when you stop talking, tonto.’ Carlos grinned smugly. Oh the things you’d do to slap that look off his fa-
Carlos took his hand off your mouth, sloppily brushing away strands of stray hair from your face, and cupped your cheek. It fit perfectly in his palm. Your heart was beating so fast at this point you thought you died and came back. This was reality and you couldn’t believe it, but you know Carlos was drunk and all of this meant nothing.
‘Carl-’
You were cut off by Carlos pressing his lips onto yours, the taste of bitterness reaching your tastebuds. So this is what alcohol tastes like. You stayed put, Carlos kissing you and borderline grinding on you with the lower half of his body. It felt good. It felt natural. You wanted this moment to last forever.
You don’t know what happened but the next thing you know, you and Carlos were making out. His kisses became more sloppy and aggressive, his groin continuously nudging onto your lower stomach. Your fingers were entangled in his hair, tugging it whenever you felt like doing so. His arm that originally kept him from falling onto you was now on the floor, interlocking his fingers with yours as his other hand continued to play with your hair and caressing your face softly yet aggressively.
You were getting into the makeout session as much as he is, touching tongues with him and enjoying every second, when you felt Carlos’ hand accidentally slipping through your shirt and gripping your bare waist, sending shivers down your spine. Savouring the moment for one last second, you hastily pulled away, turning your head to the other side so Carlos’ lips wouldn’t come in contact with yours. You saw at the corner of your eye that even he himself looked shocked, but the look on his face seemed to express satisfaction.
Seems like he was more sober after the so called ‘makeout session’, since he got off from you when you squirmed from underneath him. A blushing mess, you quickly helped yourself up from the floor, smoothing your clothes a little as you shoved Carlos into his room, shutting the door immediately. What the fuck just happened?
‘Y/n-‘
‘NO. We’ll talk about this never. Nope. Have a good night! Goodbye Carlos.’ you cut the boy off from the other side, rushing down stairs, still panting from the makeout session. You can’t believe you just did that. You can’t believe Carlos just did that. What’s worse is that you enjoyed it. Hopefully Dolores didn’t hear anything.
You rushed back downstairs and let out a sigh of relief as you saw a smiley Mirabel walking towards you, waving as you waved back.
‘H- Woah there y/n what happened to you?’ Mira cocked an eyebrow in amusement as she saw your messed up hair and crooked clothes. ‘Oh it was nothing, I just, um, got involved in an arm wrestling competition.’ You lied, laughing awkwardly while trying to comb your hair with your fingers. ‘I hate to do this Mira but I actually have to go, I’m drained.’ you smiled sadly. ‘No worries y/n, see you at school!’
You and Mirabel hugged each other goodbye as you quickly rushed out of the casita, avoiding everyone’s gaze. You can’t believe what happened tonight. Now you’re gonna have to deal with something worse than a tornado: your feelings for Carlos. But hey, at least you have something to blackmail him now.
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A/N: wow hello first fic on tumblr and it’s already spicy€*>*~¥|*\ i hope you liked this one, might write part 2. hopefully this reaches the correct audience🙏🏻
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moonartcafe · 2 years
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Can I get a Encanto Carlos x reader where the reader is having a bad day because everyone is trying to get ready for a important dinner and they're are ignoring her, and when she tries to go ask Carlos to cuddle even for a second, he lashes out on her? PLEASE BE A FLUFFY ENDING THOUGH.
Character: Carlos
Fandom: Encanto
Theme: Fluff, slight angst
Summary: You just wanted a bit of time with your partner.
Rating: Sfw
Warnings: swearing
Note: HIII UR MY FIRST REQ, AND SUREE also gender neutral reader
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As you look around, streamers get hung on the front door saying. “Welcome!” You brush it off, thinking some foreigners have arrived. Going to your room to watch and play games.
After about an hour, you got bored and got hungry.
As you made your way around your house, asking everyone what could possibly be going on. Your tio, your tia, and even your older cousins were saying “Not now [Name. we have to get ready.”
Walking around the house, you saw your mother making Pork Sinigang. “Ma?” You said, walking towards your mom. “No, no, no! I haven't even readied the broth!” She said, not paying attention to you.
Come on, now I can't even get food? Whatever, I'll just buy some food.
As you made your way around the crowded town, it was like a celebration, you were sure it wasn’t your birthday, yet.
You clutched your hands, what is going on? Nobody paid attention to you.. Your mom’s cooking extra food, wait.
You just remembered, fuck, THEIR coming. You were so focused on what's happening, not remembering YOU were the one who asked for them to have dinner with you.
As you ran back into your home, you dashed to your room to think a bit. Running past your cousins and your tias and tios asking what's wrong.
Shit shit shit, you haven't even picked what you were gonna wear. It's all going wrong, what’ll your parents think?
Whatever, I just need something presentable. You thought.
As you got into a suit, you realized almost NO time passed. So you started to play games again.
After a while, your parents called you down. “[NAME]! THEIR HERE!” As you straightened up a bit, you ran downstairs. Seeing your family and the Madrigals greeting the guests.
Getting beside your partner, Carlos, you whispered a small “Hi”. He ignored you, and kept on looking at the guests and greeting them.
At the dinner, you kept staring at the Madrigals and your family. None of them looking back of course, they were all too busy entertaining your guests.
After you finished your Sinigang, you and Carlos went to your room. You kept talking, he didn't answer, not even a word.
“Daaarlingg?? I want some cuddles, everyone was ignoring me and I didn't kno-” You said, arms out, awaiting a hug, but got rudely interrupted with a slap to your cheek. Falling back, you got cornered to the edge of your room.
“Are you kidding me? Embarrassing me like that, and why did you keep looking at me?” He said, looking down at you. Looking into your eyes, gaze never faltering.
As some tears started to form in your eyes, you started sobbing. “Why are you cryin-” He said, about to bring a hand to you. “No no! Not again” You said, arms forming a X in front of your face.
He realized what he did, “I'm sorry, I-” He said, as you pushed him aside. Running to the direction of Casita.
When he arrived at his home, he saw Dolores, Antonio, and Camilo trying to cheer you up. Telling jokes, shapeshifting, showing your favorite animal, nothing worked and you kept on crying.
“Hey.” Was all that came out of Carlos’s mouth. When you saw him, you immediately ran to him, tackling him and hugging him.
“I'm sorry I ran away- I'm so sorry..” You said, tears still in your puffy eyes. “Sorry I lashed out on you I guess. “ He said, his pride was too high to make an apology. He said, hugging you back.
“Now, you wanted some cuddles right? Let's go.” Was all he said before he dragged you to his room.
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froggywritesstuff · 2 years
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Cariña | Carlos Madrigal
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Pairing: Carlos Madrigal x g/n!reader
Warnings: swearing, fluff, google translate
Request: no
Shout out to @dos-oroguitas for all the amazing Carlos fanfiction that inspired me to write this
A/N: for anyone who doesn't know, Carlos is an older design of Camilo who was gonna be all emo and shit, but in this one shot, he's Camilo's twin
18+ people DNI
"Hey, Y/N, can I talk to you for a second?"
Y/N smiled when they were met with the face of their best friend, Camilo Madrigal.
"Sure, what do you need?" they asked, pushing their door open wider to let him inside.
Y/N and Camilo had been the best of friends since either of them could remember. The two were inseparable. They did everything together. It was perfect.
Almost perfect.
Because unfortunately for Y/N, shapeshifting Madrigal’s came in pairs. The other half of that pair being the only downside to being friends with Camilo.
The downside called Carlos.
No matter how hard they tried, Y/N just couldn’t stand Carlos.
And Carlos wasn’t exactly helping them.
Carlos was down for the idea of a rivalry with his brother's best friend, and did everything in his power to keep that rivalry going. To the dangerous pranks he pulled, the snarky comments he’d pull, he would never fail to get under Y/N’s skin.
And it only got worse when Y/N developed the teeniest crush on him.
Something about the smirks he gave, and how his hair perfectly fell over his eyes made Y/N’s heart rush.
And as much as they tried pushing those feelings down, claiming that they had reached a whole new level of hatred, they knew that someday those feelings would need to surface.
But for now, all Y/N could bring themselves to do was continue to fuel the unspoken feud with the shapeshifting Madrigal twin.
"Uh..." Camilo began, running a hand through his hair, "I don't think we should be friends anymore."
The comment barely even fazed Y/N, seeing as the shapeshifter was known for his pranks, "Ha, very funny. Was there anything else you needed.
Camilo sighed, an annoyed look gracing his face, "Y/N, look," he began, the seriousness and frustration in his voice making Y/N begin to worry, "Don't make this any harder on yourself. I don't wanna be friends with you anymore."
Nervous laughter left Y/N's mouth, "C-come on, Camilo. Your pranks are better than this."
"God, Y/N," Camilo rolled his eyes, "Don't you get it? I don't like you anymore."
Y/N felt tears sting the back of their eyes.
They had never seen him like this.
"Y-you're serious?"
Camilo nodded.
"Why?" Y/N demanded, receiving a look of surprise from Camilo, "You're just gonna drop me out of the blue for no reason? Why? What is it?!"
"I dunno," he scoffed, "I just don't-"
"Shut up," Y/N mumbled, turning away so hide the tears that were streaming down their face.
"What?" Camilo asked, his face morphing into one of surprise.
"Just shut up! Leave me alone,"
Camilo held back a laugh, before he noticed Y/N's eyes filled with tears, "W-wait, are you crying?"
Anger bubbled in Y/N's chest as they frantically wiped away the tears, "I said shut up!"
"Y/N, I-" Camilo tried to speak, but was cut off by Y/N's shout.
"Fuck off!"
Camilo's eyes widened. He had seen Y/N get angry, but this was especially new to him.
"Y/N..." he whispered, careful not to anger them anymore, "I'm sorry."
When he finally had Y/N's eye contact, 'Camilo' shapeshifted back into himself.
"Carlos?!"
"Yup," he nodded, a smirk on his face, "You know, I'm kinda surprised that you didn't realize it was me earlier. I mean, why would my brother dump someone like you out of the blue?"
Y/N just stared at the shapeshifter with wide eyes, unaware of all the tears streaming down their face, until a loud sob escaped their lips.
Carlos's expression morphed into one of sympathy as he stared at Y/N, "Oh, cariña," he whispered, a burst of confidence rushing through him as he wrapped his arms around Y/N, pulling them into a hug.
"Don't call me that," Y/N hissed.
Despite Y/N's harsh tone, they were quick to melt in Carlos's tight hug, sobbing into his shoulders.
Carlos would never admit it, but he could've stayed like that forever. Something about Y/N made him feel safe. They made him feel whole.
"I... I'm sorry, cariña," he whispered, moving his hand up to Y/N's head, stroking their hair.
"You should be," they whispered. Y/N's sobs had died down, though their breathing was still relatively heavy, "Though you do give surprisingly good hugs."
Carlos chuckled, repositioning his arms to look at Y/N. He could've got lost in their eyes for days if he had let himself.
What he did let himself do, was lean in closer to Y/N, to the point where their noses were almost touching.
Y/N's cheeks burned bright with passion as Carlos tucked a stray hair behind their ear
"¿Siempre has sido tan hermoso/hermosa?" he whispered, staring deep into Y/N's eyes.
Y/N's breath hitched, their heart racing as Carlos pressed his lips against theirs.
Deepening into the kiss, Y/N ran their hands through Carlos's dark curly hair.
It was only a matter of time before they both ran out of breath, and had to pull away.
"I-I have to go," Y/N whispered, stepping away from Carlos, "I have to go meet Camilo. Which I'm late to do, because I thought I already had met with him."
"Right," Carlos sighed with disappointment, as Y/N ushered him out the door, shutting the door behind them both.
"Uh..." Y/N began, looking around as if someone were listening in on their conversation, "Don't tell anyone about this?"
A smirk found it's way on Carlos's face, "And if I do-?"
"Carlos, you're insufferable. But could you just do this one thing for me?"
With a roll of his eyes, Carlos nodded, "Fine." Y/N let out a sigh of relief, before walking away, "I'll see you later, cariña!" he called, his voice a little bit too loud for Y/N's liking.
Y/N spun on their heel to face Carlos, sending him a glare, to which Carlos only laughed at.
"Don't call me that!"
"I know you love it, cariña."
A/N: for a chapter about a character that doesn't even exist, I'm really happy for how this came out! hope you like it
Fan art by: https://vm.tiktok.com
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carlosfruitsnacks · 2 years
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"wish you were sober"
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summary:
— Camilo wasn't the guy you met years ago, he's always out at parties, having too much fun drinking. He's always playing with your feelings, oblivious to how it's affecting you. You wish he were sober so you tell him how you actually feel, but when he does it's too late.
genre:
— angst, aged up & modern au
notes:
— gender-neutral reader. I do not speak fluent Spanish and all of the Spanish here is translated from google, feel free to correct me.
warning/s:
— mentions of drinking
a/n:
— I've been listening to Conan Gray nonstop and thought about Camilo with this song hehe
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Bodies crashed against each other with loud music blasting in the background, there was whooping and singing. Neon lights filled the room as the music kept getting louder. Here in this corner, you nursed your cup of beer, barely getting a sip of it. The party was absolute shit. Everything that is happening in the background is making you merely pop a vein in your brain. Your frontal lobe was aching so much with the amount of stress you're gaining from the obnoxious surroundings.
Your eyes scanned around for the nth time, searching for a particular someone. Finally, that someone arrives in a form of curly hair, hooded eyes, and beer-stained teeth. You frown.
"Camilo, are you done?"
Camilo Madrigal, your high school best friend and also the guy who dragged your ass to a college party despite your refusal, giggles and wraps a hand around your shoulder. He was blatantly unaware of the discomfort that's been present in you.
"Awww come oooonnn! M'just getting started [Name]!"
He slurred his words, his breath smelled like a mixture of beer and mint. You look up to Camilo and accidentally meet eyes. Why did it come to this? He wasn't like this when you met him. The Camilo Madrigal you knew was loud, cheerful, sweet, and definitely not drunk all the time. The Camilo Madrigal you fell hopelessly in love with never liked to party until the sun came out, he never liked to drink beer until he passed out, and he surely never loved to play with your feelings.
"Can we please leave now, 'Milo?"
"¡Ay vamos nena! Loosen up a bit"
Camilo purrs and leans closer to you, his eyes completely closing as his body leaned against yours for support. He overlooks his tipsiness when his face comes inches away from yours. Your breath hitches momentarily but you snap out of it by pushing him away.
"Camilo, stop it"
You say, ignoring your flushed cheeks. Camilo hums but decided to stop. It wasn't the first time he pulled this off, it always happened especially when he's drunk. No matter how much you wanted him to kiss you, there was no way you'll allow him to do it while he was intoxicated, even if it hurts you.
"You gonna drink that?"
He asks and points at the cup of beer you merely drank from. You attempted to pull the cup of beer away from him but Camilo swiftly takes it from your hand and takes one big gulp, you watched him with disappointment. You peel yourself away from Camilo, desperately looking for a place where he's not around. Eventually, you find a less crowded room but the music was still blasting. Your eyes involuntarily trailed to Camilo.
He's only nineteen but he acts like he's twenty-five now, knees weak but he talks pretty fly. Often wearing a pair of ripped jeans and holding a cup he just downed, you wished he would take you where the music ain't too loud. You watched as Camilo goes to trade drinks with a girl he obviously doesn't even know. You know he loves saving you when the party is over, he'll take and try to kiss you to the seat of his rover. Camilo was sweet, you really think you do. But you're wishing he's sober.
It felt like an eternity when Camilo decides to take you by the hand and abandon the party. He was too drunk for his own good. You stand beside him as he wobbles from side to side, trying his hardest not to puke his guts out. Though you hold him close to you to keep him stable. It was too late at night to catch a ride, it's obviously reasonable for him to not drive, you knew what that was like. Instead, you took it upon yourself to walk him back to his house.
Sooner, you two arrived at his house. Camilo laughs to himself and climbs up the steps to the front door, unconsciously pulling you with him. You reluctantly let him do what he wants, he stops to fish for the keys in his pocket. He hiccups and burps loudly, failing to get the keys. You sigh and reached into his pocket, pulling out his keys. Camilo grins at you.
"Gracias, [Name]"
He speaks lowly. You rolled your eyes and give him his keys when all of a sudden he pulls you by the arm and crashed his lips against yours. A gasp gets caught in your throat, his lips felt warm and it sends a fuzzy feeling in your stomach. Your legs turn into jelly when he pulled you closer to him, pressing his lips firmer on yours. An explosion blooms within your chest as Camilo's lips began moving, slow. It tricked you enough to kiss him back. Your lips move in sync with his, you feel him moan within the kiss. You shut your eyes with a sigh, purely giving in.
Camilo was the first to end the kiss, he looks at you breathlessly. The look in his eyes was wide, almost convincing you he went sober. But you can taste the beer on your lips, reminding you of the reality. He grabs you by the shoulder looking you in the eye.
"[Name] stay over"
"Camilo, no"
"Please, [Name] I want you here with me"
"I'm so fucking over with this rollercoaster, Camilo"
You say through gritted teeth. Camilo casts you a puzzled stare, you clenched your fists and turned away to leave. A drunken Camilo Madrigal watches you walk away with teary eyes, unable to realize what he has done.
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Several days went by, and Camilo has been trying to reach out to you. He called you way too many times to count but it's straight to voicemail. After that night when he kissed you, he woke up the next morning with the most earth-shattering headache. That morning he remembers what he did last night and instantly regrets it. Camilo knew he ruined it, he fucking ruined everything. He's been too busy chasing that high life at parties and getting too drunk to notice your frustration with him.
Because the truth is told, Camilo liked you. He's just too much of a wuss to admit it, he's too petrified that he'll lose you if he professed his feelings for you. Camilo didn't mean to change, and most certainly he didn't intend to hurt you with his sudden shift of behavior. He was an idiot for thinking you liked this version of him, someone who's confident and is on everybody's kiss list. Camilo knew he shouldn't have kissed you, but he was too impatient to wait for perfect timing. He blamed it on his alcohol-fueled decisions.
He knew he shouldn't be at a party right now, but Camilo was desperately trying to get rid of you in his head so he thought one party wouldn't hurt. However, as he walked in, Camilo can feel his throat going tight. He hated being sober, he hated parties, he just wanted you.
Out of all the places he hoped to see you again, Camilo didn't expect to see you here. He raised a brow as he watched you dance with another guy. He inhaled sharply and tried to peel his eyes away but jealousy come creeping into his system before he notices. His hand itches to grab a cup of beer or any drink to consume, but instead, he consumes the sight of you making out with the same guy. Air gets squeezed out of his lungs as he hopelessly watched you shove your tongue in that guy's mouth.
Camilo wished he was in his place so badly, but it was too late to fix it.
He was indeed sober but you clearly weren't. It wasn't even like you, though Camilo knew how he badly hurt you by the things he did. Now, he's standing here in the middle of the party unsure what to do. It seemed like a stroke of luck when you come his way, you squinted your eyes at him and took too long to recognize him at all. You scoff at him when you do.
"You don't even change do you, Camilo?"
"[Name], look, I'm sorry-"
"Shut up. Honestly, you always let me down. I know we're not just hanging out"
You told him while taking a gulp of the beer in your hand, you wipe your lips and gave him a glare. Camilo can smell how intoxicated you are. He was so wrong for wishing you'll kiss him again. But it was less likely because you already turned away and into the arms of another. Camilo thought if you even knew that guy at all, but then again he had no right to tell you what to do after what he did.
So, Camilo sits in the corner of the party, trapped and all alone. But he couldn't find himself leaving. He keeps on looking at you, Camilo wished you were the one who's sober.
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chamileonidae · 2 years
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Hello everyone! This is an announcement, I will be closing this account but my writings will stay! My encanto fixation had ended and honestly i had a lot of fun writing for carlos and camilo. I want to personally even thank camilo for awakening back my hobby in writing because if i hadnt started to write for him then i would probably still be in a slump.
I want to end this message with some fic recommendations, some of my favourites throughout the time I've spent here.
Most of these are oneshots because series kinda just never made it to my favourite lists, idk why.
Fic recs under the cut!
🌟 - fluff. 🎀 - angst.
ay mamacita 🌟
camilo x gn!reader [by dos-oroguitas] (what happens when camilo finds you in his ruana?) - bulletpoints -
right over your head 🌟
camilo x fem!reader [by camiloamor] (sending secret admire airplane shaped letters to your one and only best friend, camilo) - oneshot -
wonderland 🌟
camilo x gn!reader [by celamoon] (soulmate!au) - oneshot -
kiss her you fool 🌟
camilo x fem!reader [by wwillowtrees] (cause you've only got one chance, youve only got one chance. kiss her you fool) - oneshot -
just a friend to you 🌟
camilo x fem!reader [by justanothercamilofan] (do friends really kiss eachother's cheeks that way?) - one shot -
can you say it again? 🌟
camilo x fem!reader [by caramellahoney] (reader who is mute by choice) - one shot -
soft kiss 🌟
camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (camilo being down bad lmao) - one shot -
connect-the-freckles one , two 🌟
camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (literally taking a marker and connecting camilo's freckles) - two part series -
serotonin one , two 🌟
camilo x fem!reader [by mihlo] (idiots to lovers) - two part series -
how to get the one 🌟
camilo x gn!reader [by sweetgazes] (you found an interesting piece of paper with camilo's handwriting) - one shot -
flustered 🌟
camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (showering camilo with compliments and he gets flustered) - drabble(?) -
drowsy 🌟
camilo x fem!reader [by mihlo] (taking a nap outside? sure! how about waking up with your lover in front of you?) - drabble -
“cásate conmigo por favor." 🌟
camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (soulmate!au) - one shot -
love and adoration. 🌟
camilo x gn!reader [by justanothercamilofan] (showering camilo with your adoration for him) - one shot -
sunny kisses 🌟
camilo x gn!reader [by bobastar] - one shot -
baking session 🌟
camilo x fem!reader [by camilosunshxne] - one shot -
dandelions 🌟 (a bit of 🎀)
camilo x fem!reader [by sesamestreet47] - one shot -
grant me a wish (or just your time) 🌟
camilo x male!reader [by undercoveravenger] - one shot -
second 🎀 to 🌟
camilo x fem!reader [by uni-senpai-chan] (when you've always been second until he shows up) - one shot -
amorcito 🌟
carlos x gn!reader [by dos-oroguitas] - one shot -
good little girl 🌟
carlos x gn!reader [by justanothercamilofan] - one shot -
i want what they have 🌟
carlos x gn!reader [by pink02] - one shot -
cariña 🌟 (a bit 🎀)
carlos x gn!reader [by froggywritesstuff] - one shot -
seeking your attention 🌟 (a little 🎀)
carlos x fem!reader [by justanothercamilofan] (enemies to lovers) - one shot -
dating carlos 🌟
carlos x gn!reader [by justanothercamilofan] - headcanons -
hey hey jealousy 🌟
carlos x gn!reader [by kitasgloves] - one shot -
carlos having a crush 🌟
carlos x gn!reader [by desichameleon] - headcanons -
carlos' power hcs
carlos madrigal [by desichameleon] - headcanons -
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carlosfruitsnacks · 2 years
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Camilo x Reader headcanons? pretty pls? I love your Carlos one and I thought why not for Camilo?
(Only if you want to though, not here for force)
Camilo Madrigal x Reader Headcanons
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summary:
—  A bunch of my headcanons of what I think it would feel like to be in a relationship with Camilo Madrigal.
genre:
— headcanons
notes:
— gender-neutral reader
warning/s:
— none
a/n:
—  finally, my first initial headcanons for Camilo as your bf, enjoy!
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Camilo had several crushes in his entire life so he knows what it's like to be attracted to people, but genuinely falling for you? Woaaah, that's a different territory.
The first time he laid his eyes on you I wanna know what love is by foreigner begins playing in the background lmfao
I also think he doesn't have a specific type, he just wants someone who can put up with his shit and vibe with his energy
Mans literally googling shit at 3 am flirting tips, the best places for dates, etc. He puts his effort into impressing you.
Camilo is an absolute flirt, he's got that natural charm. He would say anything from cheesy pick-up lines to compliments that make your heart swoon bruh he's so suave fr ugh
As for courting you, he would try anything to get your eyes to land on him only. He'll sing, do a fucking breakdance, act, something that would have you sighing with hearts in your eyes.
Despite his overflowing confidence, I feel like Camilo won't be the one to confess first lmao. Like, he'll back out in the minute, afraid that you won't feel the same. But when the moment is right, as a random opportunity, he'll blurt out something like "I like you so much" and then says it's an accident before actually confessing.
His shapeshifting goes out of control when he finds out you like him back. He'll be incredibly overjoyed, picking you up and spinning you around.
Camilo "Oh, everywhere I go I keep a picture of you in my wallet just so you know" Madrigal
As for his ideal date, I think he'll be the type to take you to lively and fun places like theme parks, arcade dates, and probably concerts. But if you're not into that he'll just go over to your house and hang out, watch a movie or two. He's not picky and will be satisfied if it's just you and him.
He's not overly into PDA, he does it sometimes to brag to people. He shows affection in many ways, especially in actions. A kiss on the cheek or forehead, a good morning/night text, will ask if you have eaten yet, and just generally looking out for you. He loves to hold your hands and is not afraid to show the world how much he loves you, and he's full of lovely endearments.
Camilo would probably love to call you with a unique nickname (i.e if your name is like Juliana, he'll call you something like Juli, Ana, Iana, Julia, etc.). Let's not forget the common endearments like Mi vida, amor, querida/querido, and more.
He will dramatically collapse to the ground if you call him with a nickname or endearment lmao
Definetly feeds off of your attention, like come on. He loves to distract you and do stupid shit if it means you'll give him your attention.
Camilo is most likely a gift-giver, he likes to give you a lot of things with his own twist. Like he'll buy you your favorite flowers with a hand-written letter attached to them. He's probably the type to know what you really like (i.e clothes, gadgets, items, jewelry, e.tc) and put his effort into saving money and buying it for you as a surprise. He'll take random job offers for money to buy that one thing you love the most.
He would very much insist on buying matching stuff with you. He'll ironically buy those "He/She's mine" t-shirts with arrows lmao. But he'll be more into matching clothing so that you'll wear his, like matching hoodies with the same design but different colors. I feel like he'll like matching rings too hehe.
Okay, I am about to lose it, but I think Camilo would save a recording of you talking or singing and use it as his ringtone like wsdtgvbjmkll, YES. 
He's both a listener/talker. He'll listen to you talking for hours and he'll blabber about everything just to make you feel better n' stuff.
"Let's laugh until we cry. We can go anywhere, or go to bed. I would accompany you everywhere, even to Hell" - Camilo Madrigal
Not every relationship would be perfect so you two would argue sometimes. Like he won't sense you're not in the mood for his jokes, you tell him to shut up, he'll roll his eyes and make fun of you for being so grumpy, and then shit just goes downhill
[Angsty] Camilo can be violent if he can't control it, he's not very harsh with words but he can make the tables turn easily (Taylor Swift style lmao). He's not the "silent rage" but "loud fury", he'll really express his distress when in a fight with you. I feel like he would accidentally hurt you, but not dramatically like a slap, he'll just shove you or firmly grab you by the arm.
He'll be the first to leave after a fight and the first to apologize, after some time alone of course. He'll seek you, it doesn't matter where you are, to say sorry with a gift or a simple kiss and hug. If you're still mad, he'll understand and give you some space but will occasionally check on you from time to time.
When things are on good terms, he'll be all happy and giddy again, he'll maybe take you out on a date or have a special moment alone together to make it up to you.
Camilo loves to pull tiny pranks on you and film it so he'll have something to make fun of you later. He'll definetly do those TikTok pranks but will stop if things get too annoying or too much for you.
Camilo is thoughtful, sentimental, and a bit of a jealous type. If he sees you talking to someone else, he'll secretly glare at them and flip them off behind your back but when you would turn to look at him he'll be smiling like an innocent angel lmao.
He's also sweet, understanding, and responsible. Surely, he can act immature and be a joker in many instances but he's a very smart guy, it'll be hard for someone to trick him. If there's a problem you're going through he's great at giving you advice. He's good at switching roles like bro he can be a fucking malewife or a mafia boss (???) at the same time lmao, mans is very versatile.
Camilo is an absolute daytime/dawn type of person. He likes to sunbathe sometimes and would take you to picnics and watch the clouds in the sky. He'll maybe ask you out on a hike or camping trip together. He'll love the idea of road trips or anything adventurous.
He likes getting to know your business, he's nosy lmao. He'll come to you for drama like "I heard you had beef with [Friend's Name], is it true?" and if you lay the details on him he'll take your secrets to the grave. He loves to gossip with you.
HE LOVES SLOW DANCING TO OLDIES THAT HIS PARENTS WOULD PLAY!!11!! Please I am so weak for that idea that he'll randomly pull you into a slow dance, hand to hand, cheek to cheek with the 80s or 90s kind of music playing in the background as if it's the end of the world. He's a great dancer too huhuhuhu
I feel like he has a secret talent for playing the drums, you'll catch him sometimes practicing in his drum set and he'll teach you sometimes (i.e he'll give you the drumsticks and sit behind you while he guides you how to hit the drums). He's intense and hot while playing the drums bro I'm about to faaaaaaint.
Absolutely and definetly a dramatic person, both ironically or not. He just has the most telenovela type of reactions to everything. If you say something like "I don't like you anymore" (jokingly) he'll drop to his knees and start speaking in Spanish, begging you to not leave him lmao.
He would love to grow his hair out and let you style it. He'll let you groom, braid, brush, and just style his hair. He likes going on spas with you and getting some of those relaxing facials and foot spas, manicures, and shit. He loves being fresh asf.
He'll send you random shit from the internet, funny videos, memes, and interesting stuff. He loves to send you selfies of his amazing outfits every day and ask stupid shit like "do these pants make my ass look fat?" lmfao. generally, he'll send you a pic of anything he's doing atm, he's shameless in sending intentionally ugly selfies and videos of him strutting in his best clothes bc he's a fashion star.
He's obsessed with sending you food that he personally made with the help of his tía Julieta
I feel like he loves to show off by getting into your hobbies, he also likes to be involved with your interests. If you're a performer, he'll go to every show/contest/event. He's a 100% supporter you can't change my mind.
As soon as you and he became official, the first person he ever told it to was Mirabel (I hc they're besties). And then the next day the news would spread and The Madrigals would know and beg for him to invite you over for dinner, he happily obliged.
Camilo is a flustered mess when he invited you to have dinner with his family, he turns from suave into a shy teenage boy lmao. His parents would see, especially Pepa, his loving gaze on you and they would go crazy. Pepa forms a raincloud and cries over how her mijo has finally become a man. His cousins and siblings would make fun of him for being so shy around you. Yeah, his family adores you.
Of course, you invite him over too so your family would get to know him. Immediately, your family would like him. He's such a show-off, he'll politely greet your mother and compliment her and tell your father how cool he is. You'll roll your eyes because it seems like your family likes Camilo over you. But yeah, your family would love to have your boyfriend over for every dinner.
His first kiss with you I feel like would be accidental, like a quick peck on the lips and his pupils dilate. He'll ask if he can properly kiss you, if you say yes he'll be incredibly tender and gentle. He's a fantastic kisser, he's got your spine tingling and your heart-stopping.
He'll take any chance he gets to pull you in for a kiss. He loves to kiss you on your forehead, temple, and the back of your hand. He loves to nuzzle his forehead with yours too hehe.
Camilo is really determined to marry you someday and throw the best wedding ever the world has ever since, Disney princess-style. He'll find the prettiest ring out there and plan a very emotional proposal. 
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carlosfruitsnacks · 2 years
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Hello! Can I request jealous carlos x reader headcanons?
Jealous! Carlos Madrigal x Reader Headcanons
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— Some headcanons of what will it be like to have a jealous lover named Carlos Madrigal
genre:
— headcanons
notes:
— gender-neutral reader.
warning/s:
— none
a/n:
— I really think Carlos is the jealous type like c'moooon
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When Carlos began to woo and court you, his ability to get envious isn't obvious yet. He's aloof to other people besides you, that's when you know you mean a lot to him. Later, after some dating, you two formed a relationship
However, if you're in a room filled with other people, especially if some of them are flirtatious, get ready for Carlos to seethe and glare at everyone else.
Like if someone looked at you for under five seconds he's starting to think of ways to dispose of a human body LMFAO
Carlos "I'm not jealous, I'm only protecting what's mine" Madrigal
Sure, at first it's adorable because mans just want to have you for himself. He's just like a cat that would claw and hiss other people who would try to take its toy away. But if he was feeling tested, his jealousy would progress
Bro I'm talking about he won't let you out of his sight, ever. Even if it's just a quick second. Carlos would make sure he has his eyes on you, he'd even go and grab your hand and pull you close.
Now, if someone had the balls to flirt with you, there would be two ways how Carlos would react. It's either he'd cuss that someone out and scare them away with intimidation or threats, or he'll pull off a petty stunt like pull you close or let you sit on his lap while that someone is staring or he'll snake a hand around your waist and kiss your earlobe as he would glare at them.
Carlos can get jealous to the point that his shapeshifting gets out of control because he's too frustrated.
Sometimes his jealousy would get out of hand and annoy you in some way. Carlos would restrict you from being on your own in a crowded room and not giving you some space
If you decide to confront him about his envious tendencies, Carlos would be quick to deny it despite the blatant evidence.
[Angsty] Carlos would be too prideful to admit his fault and then start a sudden argument like "I wouldn't be like this if you didn't flirt back at them, [Name]". You'll call him out and he'll get angry. It could result in a nasty fight which would result in you two cooling down for a bit
Carlos won't realize the hurtful things he said to you during the quarrel until you start to avoid him. Of course, bb would try to make it up to you in various ways, he won't stop until he wins you back
Once both of you in good terms, he'll say something about learning how to control his jealousy little by little. He won't promise that it will be completely gone but he'll try to slowly calm it down.
There are moments when a jealous Carlos can be hilarious. Like, you would mess with him by not giving him attention while you're doing work/chores, and he'd turn into a complete cat and would try to mess with your belongings or push an object off the table just to get your attention lmao
Speaking of attention, my boy thrives from your attention only. It's like oxygen and if you don't give him it for less than a minute, he'll get all dramatic and say he can't breathe or sum LMFAO.
HE LOVES IT WHEN YOU WEAR HIS CLOTHES!!11!!. Like it could be his ruana or a shirt. Carlos would lend you the perfect spare clothing and insists you keep it. So, when you happened to wear his borrowed clothes in public, it gives him the reassurance that you're showing off who you belonged.
I feel like other than lending his clothes, Carlos would love matching jewelry. Maybe a necklace so he can show it off to other people like the smug mf that he is. To him it's kinda like a watered-down version of an engagement/wedding ring, who knows, he might give you the real one someday ;)
During dates, it wouldn't be easy for Carlos to avoid getting envious. He'll try to get boastful and overprotective, but both of you know that he's just afraid that he'll lose you HUHUHUHUHU
But definitely, you'll reassure him a million times that you won't leave him and that you love him dearly :,)
So, Carlos invites you over for dinner with his family, and oh boy when I tell you as soon as you meet eyes with Camilo, he goes goblin mode lmfaooooo
Camilo would try to mess with him and flirt with you, for instance, like giving you a kiss on the hand. Carlos would immediately clench his fist and prepared to throw his hands
Throughout dinner, Carlos keeps a close eye on Camilo, the latter is incredibly entertained seeing Carlos get so jealous in a span of seconds. Carlos would act petty and 'accidentally' spill food or drinks over his brother. Sooner, a fight breaks out between the two, causing chaos.
The twin's quarrel only stopped when you sighed and grabbed your boyfriend by his ear and dragged him away. You'll pull him to the side and patch any of the available wounds on him, Carlos would try to push you away but you won't let him until he gives in.
The shapeshifter would apologize for his behavior and you'll forgive him by drowning him with hugs and kisses. After all, you'll love Carlos just the same despite his jealous nature <3333
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carlosfruitsnacks · 2 years
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hello hello:) carlos x gn!reader where reader is like agustin and is accident prone?? thank you very much
"Clumsy"
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summary:
—  You can't help but fall for Carlos, like, literally. You'll be falling and tripping all over the place because you're in love with him. But Carlos couldn't complain because he loves you just the way you are despite your clumsiness.
genre:
— fluff
notes:
— gender-neutral reader. I do not speak fluent Spanish and all of the Spanish here is translated from google, feel free to correct me if I got something wrong though I will refrain from using too much Spanish.
warning/s:
— none
a/n:
—  for some reason, this reminds me of the song Clumsy by Fergie lmao. hope you enjoy this one anon ^^
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The beginning of your relationship with the infamous Carlos Madrigal was...a silly slip-up. It started on the wrong foot and everything turned downhill, though it seemed like the universe planned it. Because the moment you rolled down that hill, good things were at the bottom.
You didn't have a type when it comes to somebody. When you like someone you just let it happen, merely wearing your heart on your sleeve. You were no stranger when it comes to falling in love so when your heart starts to pound at the sight of Carlos Madrigal, you knew you were in for a ride.
You had a crush on the shapeshifter for months, it sometimes confuses you why you didn't fall for his twin brother, Camilo Madrigal instead. Oh, but Carlos is just insensateiable. A breath of fresh air lingering in your lungs. The rock on the road you didn't see before your feet go stumbling on it.
Your first encounter with him wasn't like in the books or movies, it was a hot mess. You were minding your own business when Carlos goes passing by. Of course, this causes you to panic and lose your sense of balance, you try to flee but you managed to trip on your own feet along the way and somehow grab the ends of his ruana. You pull him with you as you go tumbling down into fresh and sticky mud. Carlos, naturally, reacts negatively. The first time you meet him eye-to-eye, he looked right through you as you felt a pang of electricity shoot within you. The shapeshifter cusses you out for covering him in mud, but you saw the look in his eyes, you knew he knew that cupid has hit you with one of his golden arrows. You try to play it cool due to your embarrassment but Carlos only dismisses you.
That day, you went home with your heart swelling for the shapeshifter and your clothes muddy. Ever since that day, whenever Carlos would come around, you'll go haywire and get into all sorts of clumsy accidents. You'll hit your head, stub your toe, trip on air, and even get chased down by bees because you're busy gawking at Carlos. You thought that because of your accident-proneness it will ruin your chance to be with him. However, you were wrong.
Carlos has been thinking about you since the day you pulled him down to the mud. For the first time, he didn't care if his favorite ruana got stained. He found himself captivated by you. He has been watching you when he would come by, you're always in trouble because of your clumsiness. He saw that yearning gazes you'd steal from him and it made him excited that you have feelings for him. Nobody has ever been blatant about being in love with him beside you. Until one day, Carlos had enough and wanted to make a move.
"Oye [Name]"
"¿Qué? Carlo-wooooah!"
Once again, you trip over nothing and almost hit your head after hearing Carlos call for you. Luckily, he catches you quickly and pulls you close to him. Your eyes go wide as you gazed at him breathlessly. Carlos was stunned for a moment before a smirk erupts on his face.
"You know, I'm starting to think you're acting clumsy on purpose when I come around"
"Hu-huh? No! I am not!"
"Hmm? Really? You literally tripped over nothing just so I can catch you, [Name]"
"I...¡Lo siento!"
You try to pull yourself away but he keeps you steady and then pulls you even closer to him, close enough to feel his breath tickling your face. You began to stutter unable to find any words to say, he finds the blush on your face cute.
"Go out with me"
You can feel your heart merely leaping out of your throat by what he said, you try to look into his eyes to see if he's telling a lie. But Carlos never bluffs.
"Wh-what?"
"Go out with me on a date, [Name]"
"Is that a question or-"
"No, I'm taking you out with me because I know you like me too"
Carlos grinned. You almost fainted on the spot the moment he mentions your crush on him. Nevertheless, you nodded and you let him whisk you away and confess his feelings for you too. 
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Julieta Madrigal was peacefully making lunch, she was accompanied by Carlos who decided to stick around and maybe snag some food while she cooks. All of a sudden, two footsteps enter the kitchen. Julieta was the first to turn around and let out a heavy exhale, Carlos raised a brow until he turns his head and face-palmed himself.
You were standing alongside his tío Agustín, fresh from a clumsy accident. Your face was covered with scratches while Agustín was full of bee stings, the sight wasn't out of the ordinary. You and Agustín smiled awkwardly at your lovers.
"Ay, Agustín"
"I'll get it tía"
Carlos sighs and grabs two arepas for you and his equally accident-prone uncle, he hands one to his tía Julieta. The two of them shoved the food in unison into your and Agustín's mouths. Both of you chewed on the arepa and felt the scratches on your skin disappear. Agustín's bee stings also fades away.
"What happened to you, [Name]?"
Your lover asks, you shyly tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. Unlike Agustín who only has a small number of accidents per day, you had multiple different accidents each day.
"I tried to save a cat from a tree but the cat wasn't having it so it decided to scratch my face"
You explained. Carlos looked like he was about to spit out a lecture to you like his mother Pepa, but he calms down. No matter what you do, Carlos would always find himself becoming mellow to you every single time, you were his beloved weakness. Eventually, you join the Madrigals for lunch before being dragged upstairs by Carlos to have your alone time.
You and he have been in a relationship for months, and both of you went through ups and downs. But all is well. You babbled about your day as Carlos listens to you with contentment while sitting in his bed. You two liked to hang around in his shared room when Camilo wasn't around, Carlos loves to take advantage of any moment available to be alone with you.
"And yeah, mi mamá thought I got into a fight with some thugs because of the bruise on my face but really I just slipped and fell face-first against the ground"
You explain with a chuckle, Carlos couldn't help leaning into you to give you a peck on the lips. He watched in amusement as your face turns red.
"I believe you owe me something, amor"
"Oh, gosh do I? What could that be?"
You played cluelessly and looked at Carlos who rolled his eyes satirically. Nonetheless, you let out a laugh while Carlos grows impatient.
"Mind giving me a hint, Carlos?"
"Starts with a 'k' and with an 'iss'"
"Ay, what could that be? I might've bumped my head too hard to think of a word!"
"Don't make me pounce at you and get it myself"
Carlos warned but you were unfazed. You drop the act and opened your arms to hug him and finally give him his awaited kiss. But when you lunged at him, Carlos yelped and stumbled back which makes him hit his head against the wall with a loud thud. You gasped.
"Oh shit, I'm sorry, mi vida!"
You cried. Carlos can feel his vision spinning for a second, he groaned and rubbed the back of his head, the impact was harder than what he expected. He bites back a curse as he hisses in pain.
"Fuck, that actually hurts"
"I'm so sorry, Carlos!"
"I feel like I'm gonna blackout"
"Oh no! Should I get an arepa from tía Julieta?"
Carlos feigned hurt as he stared at you on a brink of panicking, he holds back a smile as he admires the worried look on your face.
"No, I need..."
"You need what, Carlos?"
"I need you to kiss me here before I lose consciousness"
You pause before giving him a hard slap on his shoulder. Carlos lets out a low laugh as you pout at him with crossed arms. You try to get up and make a dramatic leave but as you take a step out of his bed, you lose your balance and fell down on the floor. The shapeshifter stops cackling as he hurriedly goes to help you up.
"Oh fuck, are you okay, amor?"
He asks with concern. You groaned as you stood right up to your feet, you dust yourself off as you would always do.
"I'm fine. Don't worry, my clumsiness is not gonna kill me"
"It could when I'm not around to help you. [Name], you should be careful"
"Aww, you're such a softy"
"This is your fault. Clumsiness and cuteness shouldn't be good together but you somehow make it work"
You grinned and finally gave him a kiss on the lips, Carlos sighs in relief but frowns when you pull away. He couldn't find himself getting tired of you being clumsy and falling all over the place, if he has to save you every time, he could. Carlos can't see himself getting exhausted from loving you and your clumsy ass.
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