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ginnyweatherby · 2 years

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quick prompt idea: cool color siblings bonding time!! (platonic ofc) idea like them doing girl things together (sleepover in isa’s room?), having a tickle fight, friendly competitions w the grandkids, how the Julieta and Agustín spend time with their kids individually and all together. just some ideas, hope this helps! <3

Anon, I'm so sorry this took so long. You sent this back in February only for all my writing inspo to immediately die. I have no idea if you'll see this, but I hope it was worth the wait.

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It was the night before Mirabel's Gift ceremony, and tensions in the house were high. No matter where you looked, someone was frantically trying to prepare for the big day.

Agustín and Félix were trying to keep their wives sane as they scurried about the kitchen (Félix more so, as frequent strings of curses passed Pepa's lips as she burned herself again), Alma was sweeping the floors and dusting the shelves, barking orders to Bruno who had run to the market at least sixteen times in the last 48 hours to collect something or another, while Dolores babysat Camilo, who was practically bouncing off the walls in excitement over his cousin's upcoming ceremony, frequently shifting from himself to Mirabel.

But while everyone else was busy doing chores and running errands, there were three people who seemed to be missing from all the excitement.

Isabela, Luisa, and Mirabel herself.

Mirabel had been a nervous wreck all week. She was excited to get her Gift, of course, but she knew with a Gift came big responsibility. She had stayed up many nights trying to guess what her new ability would be, but she always came up blank.

Her sisters immediately picked up on her anxiety, and suggested they have a sleepover - just the three of them - in the comfort of Isabela's fluffy pink bedroom.

"So Mirabel, are you excited for your big day tomorrow?" Isabela asked, using her fingers to delicately separate Mirabel's hair, and working it into braids.

"Of course I am!" Mirabel said, bouncing a bit until her sister scolded her to quit squirming.

"It's gonna be so weird," Luisa said from her perch on Isabela's bed, swinging her legs over the edge. "Our baby sister getting her Gift?"

"I bet it'll be something to do with your sewing," Isabela said, tying off one of the braids. "You and Abuela always do such great embroidery together. You're like, a prodigy or something."

Mirabel giggled a bit at the praise, her ears turning light pink. "I like sewing with Abuela," She said simply.

"Goodness knows I've never had the patience for it," Isabela said, and it was true. While Alma had taught each of the girls to sew, Isabela always ended up with crooked seams and pricked fingers. She'd been reprimanded on more than one occasion for saying words her Abuela didn't approve of when she made a mistake.

"I liked sewing, but my fingers are always too big to thread the needle," Luisa said, hopping off the bed and joining her sisters in front of the mirror. "But Mirabel, everything you make turns out perfect."

"I just want to make my family proud," Mirabel said simply, as Isabela finished the other braid. She hopped off the vanity seat and gestured for Luisa to sit so that she could have her hair done as well.

"That's all any of us want," Luisa said, as Isabela started running a comb through her hair.

Mirabel opened her mouth to reply but there was suddenly a knock on the door. All three girls turned toward it, Isabela shouting for whoever was on the other side to come in.

"Hello ladies," The door was pushed open by their papa, holding a tray of cookies in his arms. "Mami thought you might be getting hungry, since you all ran off without much dinner."

"We were just excited, Papi!" Mirabel bounded over to him, squeezing his leg. "We haven't had a sleepover in forever!"

Agustín laughed, as he moved farther into the room, placing the tray on Isabela's bedside table, before lifting Mirabel into his arms. "Well, I certainly don't want to interrupt your sister time," He said. "I like your hair like this, amor! Did you do this, Isa?"

Isabela nodded, putting a flower in Luisa's hair as a final touch. "I like doing their hair. I'll do yours next time."

Agustín chuckled, placing Mirabel back on the floor, before running a hand through his hair. "I'll hold you to it. But for now, I think your mamá needs me. She's going to work herself silly if I don't tell her to call it a night."

With a kiss for each of them, he left the room - but not before snagging a cookie for himself with a wink.

"Can we do nails next!?" Mirabel bounced over to the shelf Isabela kept her - rather expansive - nail polish collection on. "I want to look pretty for my ceremony tomorrow!"

The three girls each picked out a color and took turns painting each other's nails as they talked. Mirabel chose turquoise (her favorite color), Luisa red (to go with her hair bow) and Isabela lavender (to match her favorite dress).

They chatted about their days, Luisa's chores, how annoying Camilo had been ever since his own Gift ceremony, constantly imitating them just to get on their nerves.

It was getting late by the time their nails were dried, but the girls weren't ready to sleep just yet. They were having too much fun.

"Let's play a game," Luisa suggested. "Truth or Dare?"

"Ooh, okay!" Mirabel said, rubbing her tiny hands together. "Luisa - Truth or Dare?"

"Dare," Luisa said, as she always did.

Mirabel tapped her chin in thought, looking around the room. Her eyes fell on the small pond in the corner, where Isabela practiced making water lilies.

"I dare you to jump in the pond."

"But it's cold!" Luisa protested.

"Are you too chicken to play Truth or Dare?" Isabela leaned in, elbowing her sister.

"No," Luisa said, narrowing her eyes and crossing her arms. "No, I'll do it."

Without another word, Luisa stood and marched over to the pond, before bracing herself and plunging in.

After a moment, she emerged with a gasp, soaked from head to toe, with a lily pad stuck to her hair. "Isaaaa, why isn't this thing heated?"

"It's not meant for swimming, silly!" Isabela said. "Besides, I can't control the water, just the plants."

Luisa made her way back to where her sisters sat, as they giggled at her disheveled appearance. Casita threw a towel from the hook on the wall in her direction, which Luisa gratefully accepted.

"Okay my turn," She said, as she squeezed water from her hair. "Isabela - Truth or Dare?"

Isabela thought for a moment. "Mmm, Truth."

A small smirk crossed Luisa's lips. "Isa… have you ever kissed anyone?"

She and Mirabel both leaned in, as Isabela's cheeks burned scarlet. "Luisa!"

"You're not chicken, are you?" Luisa asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Of course not," Isabela spluttered, crossing her arms. "But if you must know, then yes. I have."

Both her sisters' jaws dropped, and a gasp and groan was heard outside the door. Of course their father had to choose that moment to walk past her room on his way to the bathroom.

"Who!?" Luisa and Mirabel shouted in unison.

"I shouldn't kiss and tell…" Isabela said mysteriously, a smirk on her lips.

"Aww, come on, Isa!" Luisa whined.

"Nope!" Isabela said, turning to the youngest of the three. "Besides, it's Mirabel's turn! Truth or Dare."

"Truth," Mirabel said.

"Hmm, alright…" Isabela mused. "What is your biggest fear?"

Mirabel thought for a moment. "Probably not getting a Gift."

"What?" Luisa gasped.

"That's ridiculous!" Isabela said at the same time.

"Hey, you're not supposed to tease me," Mirabel pouted, her lower lip jutting out.

"Sorry Mira, it's just… not what we expected," Luisa said, patting her younger sister's shoulder. "We thought you'd say spiders or something."

"Yeah, of course you'll get a Gift," Isabela said, rolling her eyes.

"I know but… it's still scary," Mirabel said, before letting out a large yawn.

"Uh oh, are you getting sleepy?" Isabela asked.

"No… I'm…" Mirabel yawned again. "Well, maybe a little."

Isabela took Mirabel's hand and the three of them climbed into her bed. It was big enough for all of them to fit, albeit a tight squeeze.

"We don't have to sleep yet, but let's just get comfy," Isabela said, pulling the blankets over them.

"Yeah, we have to stay up all night!" Mirabel said.

"Of course!" Luisa agreed, snuggling deeper under the covers.

The three girls continued to talk for awhile, until Mirabel fell asleep, nestled in the middle. Isabela and Luisa chatted a bit more, but before either of them knew it, all three girls were snoring peacefully.

"You don't suppose they're still awake, do you?" Julieta asked, as she and Agustín ascended the stairs together. It was rather late, their preparations for the following day bringing them into the wee hours of the morning.

"I hope not," Agustín said, taking her hand and clasping their fingers together. "Or else we'll have three cranky little girls to deal with in the morning."

Julieta chuckled, before softly opening the door to Isabela's room. Stubs of candles left the room dimly lit, just enough for them to see all three of their girls tucked in bed together. Isabela's limbs were splayed across the mattress like a starfish ("she sleeps just like you, Agustín!"), Luisa covered up to her nose in the quilt, and Mirabel had somehow found her way upside down, with her head at the foot of the bed.

"They're getting so grown up," Julieta said, pulling a spare blanket from the closet and laying it across Mirabel, before removing her glasses and laying them gently on the nightstand. "Our baby is getting her Gift in just a few hours, can you believe it?"

"I can't," Agustín said, going around the room, blowing out the candles one by one. "But they'll always be our babies, yeah?"

"Yeah," Julieta agreed fondly, brushing a strand of hair from Isabela's face, who only twitched in her sleep at the touch. "They're so peaceful when they sleep."

"Shame they can't be this quiet all the time," Agustín teased, joining her beside the bed.

They watched their girls sleep for awhile, before Agustín squeezed Julieta's shoulder. "We really should get some sleep ourselves, you know. Busy day tomorrow."

Julieta sighed, nodding her head.

They both placed a kiss on each of the girls' foreheads, before taking one another's hands and walking out the door.

"Goodnight, you three," Julieta whispered, shutting the door softly behind them.

"Amor," Agustín said, as they made their way back to their own bedroom.

"Hmm?"

"Did you know Isabela was kissing boys already?"

#i have no idea if truth or dare is a historically accurate game but it's a sleepover so they're going to play it!!!!#disney #encanto #encanto fanfic #mirabel madrigal #isabela madrigal #luisa madrigal #julieta madrigal #agustin madrigal #otp: ay agustín #encanto fan fiction #weatherby writes #random ramblings #ask #anonymous

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julietas-basil · 2 years

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Ι love to think that mirabel would wake up from nightmares and sleep with Isabela occasionally or take Luisa by the hand with their cute little stuff toys and sleep by Isabela's sides,who caress their hair to sleep and sings their a lullaby-

#the madrigals #cute #fluff #encanto fluff #luisa madrigal #mirabel madrigal #isabela madrigal #it was confirmed about the amazing sleepovers so-

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cannibalthoughts · 1 year

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The lighthearted mood died as soon as Pepa’s door closed behind them. Moonlight shone through Casita’s courtyard, and the candle in Alma’s window. She must still be awake, Agustín knew—couldn’t imagine ever sleeping again if he had seen one of his hijas so hurt, discovered that he had frightened them so badly—but the children, at least, had gone to bed two hours ago. He and Félix neither spoke nor looked at each other as they crossed the hall and entered his and Julieta’s room.

Agustín and Félix talk about Bruno. Set after chapter three of As they learn to see.

#encanto #agustin madrigal #felix madrigal #As they learn to see #my fic #a look at that sleepover a few people requested :)

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wikluk · 2 years

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made up fic title: free some room up for joy

free some room up for joy

Well... I'm still kinda inspired by my headcanon for the Madrigal girls, so let's continue it-

Post-movie Madrigals are kinda rebinding. Parents with children, bros rogether, siblings and cousins with each other. While Isabela binds with Dolores and Camilo bonds with Mirabel and Antonio, Luisa feels kinda lonely, so...

Isabela and Dolores notice it, and they decide to invite Luisa for a sleepover in Dolores's room.

There, they return to their long-forgotten because of duties and lack of free time tradition of gossips, make-up and experiments with both clothes and hairdos, and Luisa is their model.

It allows them to bond again and got closer once again. They all love it, and they keep this tradition going from now on. Again. Just lie when they were kids.

Aka funny, kinda sentimental sleepover idea with bonding and sweet memories that came back to the trio.

#ask game #title ask game #isabela madrigal #dolores madrigal #luisa madrigal #fluff #family bonding #sleepovers #fanfiction ideas

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starhasthegems · 2 months

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MOVIE NIGHT SHENANIGANS!(Camilo Madrigal x Reader)

Requested:(No)/Yes

Warnings: blood mentioned, and second-hand embarrassment.

Au/No Au:Modern!Au Non-Magical!AU

Character list: Dolores M. Antonio M. Pepa M. Felix M. M. Mirabel M. Isabela M. Camilo M.

Summary: You and Camilo have been dating for a year now so you all decide to have a Family Movie Night! That.. Goes TERRIBLY wrong-

A/N: EVERY CHARACTER IS AGED UP BY 5 YEARS! Meaning that Camilo is 20!

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“Alright! I am gonna assign all of you a list! And that list will determine what you get from the store! Your budget is $50! Lets go!” You say happily as everyone cheers. “Ok babe we are in drink duty and movie duty. Let’s pick up some drinks from the store and then we pick movies!” “Alright Amor! Let’s go! You drive, I uh kinda got my… uhh… license.. temporarily revoked…” Cami says nervously.

“How?” “Let’s just say you can’t drive on grass…” You look at him in utter shock and disbelief as you shake your head. “Whatever lets go!”

TIME SKIP!

After a while, the whole family had the snacks and drinks they need. But, there was one issue… everyone was arguing on what movie to watch first. “Let’s watch IT first!” Mira says. “NO! Toníto can’t watch something like that! It will scare him half to death!” Pepa says angry “But mamí… I love scary movies! I’m not 5 anymore! I can handle it!” “No Toníto!” “Ok..”

“Wait..” Dolores says over the arguments quietly. “But Amor.. I think Antonio is way stronger now and won’t be as scared!” “No Felix!” “Wait..!” Dolores says a little louder. “I think we should watch the NUN 2! It just came out the year!” “Nah! That movie sucks!! I’ve Watched it 12 times already!!” Camilo says putting his arm around your waist as you giggle. “WAIT!!” Dolores screams. Everyone goes quiet. “*squeaks as everyone looks* I-I think we should watch Fractured… I-Its a psychological horror about a Daughter, Wife, and Husband that’s daughter hurts herself and they take her to a hospital near by and he thinks they did something to the wife and daughter when they don’t come back from a C.A.T scan..” She says in almost a hushed tone.

“..Ok wow! That actually seems like a good movie idea! Fractured it is!” You say in triumph as you grab the movie from her hands. “Everyone get comfortable!” “Aren’t we supposed to change first? Seeing as your the only one in PJs.” Isabela says fliping her hair her face with her hand on her hip. “I meannn.. I would have expected you all to change before…” “we were supposed to change?” Luisa says. “I thought we were just gonna watch a movie and go to sleep?” “No? Its a movie night? Theres so much more! Like games, karaoke, and even pranks!” You says happily. “THE PRANKS WERE MY IDEA!” Cami says from the kitchen. Wait huh? When did he- never mind.

“Ok ok everyone go change then we can get started!”

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After everyone changed, they all got comfy (P.S you can make you outfit whatever you want!) and started the movie with you cuddling up the Cami

“Why doesn’t he just leave? I looks like he’s not gonna find them anyway.” Isa says and leans back. “Hush Isa! What if that was you? Would you just leave your family if you can’t find them?!” Mirabel says to Isa who is sitting next to her. “Whatever.”

Then the sound was heard. “WHO THE HECK FARTED?!” You say and stand up covering your nose. Isa gets up and coughs dramatically covering her nose. “EWW!” Antonio says and gets up. “Camilo you look guilty.” “It wasn’t me.” He says putting his hands up. “THEN WHO WAS IT?!” “L-Let’s just get back to the movie…” Pepa says (IT WASNT HER) and goes to get Febreze.

After the smell vanished, they continued the movie. But soon, there was a scene of blood. “GAH!” Antonio screams and cocers his eyes as Pepa hugs him tight. “It’s ok Toníto.. Its ok.. told you he can’t handle this!”

“Umm… Ok! Lets pause the movie here and play UNO!” You say to try to defuse the situation. “I LOVE UNO!” Antonio says and gets up happily. “Alright! Uno it is!”

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“Ok! Let's start!” You say and flip over the first card. It's a yellow 3! You then look around to see if anyone wants to go first but no one does. “Ok then..” you place down a yellow card. That's when Antonio places down a wild card. "The color is green." He says blandly as he shuffles through his cards. "uhh Cami! You go next!"

"He has a look of pure horror on his face as he shuffles his deck of cards. "uhh I umm think Dolores should go next. Quietist goes next I guess!" He says in a panic. "Nah I think you should go!" you say knowing he doesn't have a single green card. "No! I umm why can't someone else go?! It's not just us playing ya know!" "Ay, Dois Mio. JUST GO! Unless.. YOU DON'T HAVE A GREEN CARD!" Mirabella says. "I do but.." "Whatever I'll just go then if you won't take one for the team," Mira says, putting down a green.

HUGE TIME SKIP

"Now what do you guys wanna do?" You say. It is just the younger people in the living room because Pepa and Felix got tired. Along with Antonio as it is his bedtime. "egg houses?" Camilo suggests. "No. I do not wanna get in trouble."

"and she's no fun." He sighs. "maybe we should just sleep?" Isa says with a yawn. "I could go along with that idea," Luisa says getting back in her sleeping bag on the ground.

"Fine... Goodnight everyone" You say and turn off the light and curl up on the couch with Cami. "Good night babe" "Good night Amor~"

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Uno winner rev: Antonio

the reason why I didn't include the Karaoke part is that this was very rushed. So I just wanna say that this might have a re-write tomorrow morning bc I'm fatigued. So please excuse the terrible writing.

Thank you so much for reading! Make sure to reblog and like! Bye, my Stars! Shine Bright!!

#stars #cute #fluff #sleepover #encanto #camilo madrigal #dolores #mirabel madrigal #pepa madrigal #felix madrigal #luisa madrigal #isabela madrigal #valentine #lovecore #modern au

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jacarandaaaas · 2 months

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I remember seeing something in your tags where you said you had a few ideas for episodes for the Encanto series. Do you mind sharing them with me? if you want of course. (I've already written the basic premise for seasons 1-4 but I'm happy to hear any ideas you got)

ooh of course! these are just some brainstormed thoughts nothing substantial but

- mirabel gets her new room (because we didn’t see it in the movie)

- julieta cooking with her daughters as a bonding exercise

- bruno goes out into the town with his sisters and they talk to the townspeople about everything

- mirabels having nightmares/flashbacks of casita falling on her and starts thinking there’s cracks everywhere

- antonio and Dolores doing literally anything I love them

- alma falls back into old habits but the family’s there to steer her in the right direction

- luisa gets a fun part in her room! (Based on the concept art)

- the husbands + bruno have a boys night out !

- isa and Dolores have a heart to heart when they plan to spend the day together

- camilo and Bruno put on a play for the whole community and the whole family helps!

- pepa brings bruno around to try new things since he’s missed so much

- madrigal grandkids have a sleepover

- triplets flashback to when they first get their gifts and it’s the first week of absolute CHAOS in the encanto

- day of little candles themed ep where alma and the family go to the river and alma tells them all about pedro (maybe a flashback to life before dos oruguitas)

- isabela adjusting to her new identity and the villagers still subconsciously think of her as her “perfect” version

- someones birthday and the family throw the best party ever

- mirabel and bruno reflect on what’s changed and how the future can be scary

- this one’s entirely self indulgent but mirabel goes to the local seamstress to get advice and ends up being taken on board as an assistant

- camilo and Marco get all the town kids to partake in the ultimate encanto football match

- luisa having a day off where the family do everything for her (she deserves it)

- christmas ep because why not!

- flashback to grandkids as younger for some preteen Dolores and isa moments

- antonio starts school and is super nervous and struggles a bit but he has his family for support

- mirabel not being used to having attention on her all the time and feeling like she has to live up to new expectations because she’s “the miracle” (this isn’t her being a leader or anything this is literally just her brain assuming they expect stuff from her)

- triplets bday!! (Can be from any time)

- mirabel and Antonio have a picnic

- Dolores and Mariano get a date set up for them by camilo

- madrigal sisters talk about their feelings from when mirabel went missing

- agustin and julieta have an anniversary coming up so agustin wants to make it the most special ever (shenanigans insue)

- pepa and felix go out for the night and pepa is insanely talented on the dance floor

- all the parents go away and Bruno is left to babysit

- isabela wants to make some friends after not having many due to her wanting to keep up appearances

- Dolores wants a new outfit and goes to mirabel for help

- luisa stands up to the donkey man

- julieta and alma moments

I cant think of more on the spot so if anyone wants to leave suggestions in comments!

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biographydivider · 6 months

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I haven't written Encanto fic in a minute, huh? Anyway I banged this out in half an hour to stop me killing my co-workers, enjoy!

One of the girls was passing it around in the back of church. This silly little folded paper star; you picked a number and a colour and it told your fortune. "You'll marry a rich man," Sofia Quintero whispered, to a chorus of giggles. "Pepa; do you want to try?"

Pepa Madrigal tossed her shiny auburn curls over one shoulder. "No thanks," she said haughtily. "I don't need toys to tell me my future. I can see it whenever I like."

"Pleeeeease Bruno!"

Pepa hung on the end of her brother's ruana as he stomped from room to room. "Please let me see. It's important! I can't let Sofia Quintero and her stupid piece of paper win."

Bruno ignored her.

"I'll do your chores for a week?"

He paused; just for a second, but Pepa noticed. Pepa always noticed. To everyone else, her brother was as hard to read as still water; to her, it was nothing at all.

"Please?" she begged. "Please. Please please please please pleeeeee--"

"Alright, alright!" Bruno stamped his foot, sandal slapping on the tile. "Jeez, Pep; what does it matter anyways?"

Pepa's face darkened. "It. Matters. You're a boy; you don't get it."

"Bruno's shoulders slumped. He didn't think it had anything to do with being a boy. But there was no arguing with Pepa when she got like this. "Ugh. Go get Juli. Might as well make it a party."

And a party it was; Juli smuggled snacks up to Bruno's room after bedtime and Pepa brought some blankets and stuffed animals from her room. They hadn't had a sleepover in Bruno's room in years.

"Ooooooooh!" Juli crowed as, in hues of green, an older version of Pepa was dipped by a handsome, dark-skinned man. "Oooooooooooh, Pepa, he's handsome!"

"I know," Pepa simpered; gracious and faux-humble, like she'd won a prestigious award. "I know."

Bruno wrinkled his nose as the man closed the distance between his lips and Older-Pepa's. "D'we have to watch the kiss?"

"YES!"

"Okay, okay, fine."

"Do me next," said Julieta, leaping onto Bruno's back and shaking his shoulders. "Me next, me next! I want to see my true love, Bruno!" She sighed dramamtically, her eyes going wide and dreamy. "I bet he's strong and graceful and a little bit bad. Not bad-bad, but just...bad enough. You know?"

Bruno had no idea.

Sand fell all around them as the vision ended. "Okay, Bruno sighed, handing the tablet to Pepa without even glancing her way. She squealed happily and kissed her future husband's glass cheek in delight. "Gimme one'a those arepas first. Gotta get my strength back. I'm fourteen, yanno. No spring chicken."

"Thank you Brunito."

"You're welcome, Oven Girl. Glad I'm here for you two to - to exploit."

"Bruno!"

"Don't make us feel bad; that's not fair!"

"S'okay, I'll accept payment in baked goods. Lucky for you."

As much as he complained, Bruno relished the time with his sisters. It was a memory he often looked back on fondly as they grew up, especially as the girls started courting and fell in love. It was nice to see their lives unfolding like that; like the end of the story written just under a folded piece of paper, out of sight for everyone else but them.

So when Dolores came to him - nine years old, shyly tugging on the hem of his ruana - and started talking bout one of her little playmates using some fortune telling game in school that day, he chuckled softly under his breath. "Sure, kiddo," he said, hoisting his sobrina onto his shoulders. "C'mon. Let's go see your husband, huh?"

#encanto #encanto fanfic #bruno madrigal #pepa madrigal #julieta madrigal

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miracles-and-butterflies · 2 months

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For @jacarandaaaas, based on the premise of “madrigal grandkids having a sleepover.”

Post rebuild, the girls plus Camilo have a sleepover. I have no other words to describe that than chaos ensues.

The Madrigal Sleepover

“—And that is how I told Bubo Marquez to go fuck himself.”

“Oh, you’ve finally gotten back to the point of this story?” Luisa asked, only half-joking because it had definitely taken a good ten minutes to reach the conclusion. Isabela rolled her eyes at her.

“I still can’t believe people think you like men,” Dolores muttered.

“I’m just so proud that I have such an amazing cousin who can kick ass!” Camilo exclaimed. “Seriously, where were you when I was getting bullied in school for being weird? I could have gotten out of so many fights, if I had the ‘my older cousin will beat you up’ excuse! Because frankly the sister one didn’t really work out.”

His sister rolled her eyes, “That is an exaggeration you weren’t bullied in school. Or at the very least, not anything comparable to a man trying to kiss you against your will.”

“No, I guess I can’t relate to that…” Camilo admitted. He looked a bit wishful at the concept of a boy kissing him - he was gladly awaiting his first kiss still. It made Isabela and Luisa gag. “Well, neither can the rest of my cousins. No man would try it with Luisa. And Mirabel…”

He trailed off, all eyes falling to the girl in question. Mirabel was curled up against Luisa, definitely not far from falling asleep. The only movement being the slow rise and fall of her chest. Isabela clambered over Dolores and flashed a torch briefly over her. Briefly because Luisa immediately shoved her older sister into Dolores to shield Mirabel from the attack.

“Christ, Luisa, Mirabel’s fine,” Dolores muttered, pushing Isabela off her and trying to preserve her glass. Isabela fell straight off the bed to the floor, cackling to herself.

Mirabel yawned, eyelashes fluttering, “Is it bedtime yet?”

“Nope,” Isabela grinned, head poking up. “It’s only just turned ten. Come on, you old, little lady, you can’t be tired already. We’ve barely done anything yet. And you missed my great story, I’m gonna have to tell it again.”

“Is this still the one about you threatening to chop a man’s private parts off and feed them to your carnivorous plants?”

“Damnit, you heard? That sucks!”

“Well, I’m not asleep… yet.”

Luisa sat Mirabel further up, tapping her arm gently to further wake her up. “Well, Bela’s right. We haven’t done much yet. You can do a little longer and then we’ll let you go to bed.”

“I physically don’t think I can.” Mirabel said. She was ignored though.

“So, what should we do now?” Camilo asked, eyes sparkling with mischief. “I think we should—”

“I swear to God, if you say the ‘switch the alcohol out for water prank’ again,” Dolores warned.

“No, hermana! I would never!” He mocked offence at the accusation. He lifted the yellow blanket beside him to reveal a collection of makeup palettes, lipsticks and several hair accessories. “Makeovers! A staple of all the best sleepovers!”

Dolores and Luisa peered over. The former looked more hesitant, while the latter looked fairly intrigued and even excited by the idea. Mirabel raised an unimpressed eyebrow at the messily kept containers or just the makeup in general - Camilo wasn’t sure, but he knew his cousin wasn’t the biggest fan in “covering her face in chemicals” as she would say.

Isabela, on the other hand, swatted him hard and he spluttered out petals, “Bitch, when did you steal my shit!?”

“Who said anything about stealing? I’m just borrowing it.”

“No, I’m with Isabela,” Dolores piped up. “I didn’t hear you ask her.”

“Okay, okay, I shoulda asked first!” Camilo held his hands up in surrender. “But… can we do makeovers? Please?! Dolores?” Then smirking, “I bet I could make Mariano propose to you.”

Dolores glared at him. “Isabela, be a dear and slap him for me.”

“Gladly!” Isabela did as instructed, making Camilo hit her back. Vines abruptly yanked him off the bed in response.

“Well, I think it’s a good idea,” Luisa offered. “I wouldn’t mind someone doing my makeup. Bela? You want a go?”

“Oh no, if we’re doing this, I wanna do Dolores.” Isabela insisted, already grabbing her cousin’s hand to prevent her from running off.

“Hey, she’s my sister!” Cried Camilo as he dragged himself back onto the bed.

“So? I called dibs first. And I’m the eldest.”

“That’s not fair!”

“Fuck yeah, it is! Maybe next time don’t steal and you’ll get to have things your way.”

“Yeah, but—”

Dolores groaned a little. “For God’s sake, you can do it together. Just stop arguing.”

Camilo and Isabela relented, seemingly coming to an agreement that they could work on Dolores together and immediately began discussing ideas. That had Dolores backpedaling and trying to argue that they use one of them instead.

Luisa only chuckled, pulling Mirabel closer. “I guess it’s you and me, hermanita.”

“Oh,” Mirabel said. “You wouldn’t want me to do that. I don’t know much anything present beauty trends. I barely know what half of this stuff is.”

“I’m sure you can come up with something.”

Now… if you were to walk by at any point over the next hour, you would be understandably confused with what was going on.

Dolores was constantly complaining and crying out, claiming she had been poked in the eye or her hair was being pulled too tightly. There were several points where the others genuinely stopped to ask if she was alright. She was. Just being dramatic as Camilo and Isabela assaulted her with products. Somewhere along the way, they had both given up on trying to work together to do a good job and were now just trying to make Dolores look as silly as humanly possible. Not that she would know; she was kept well away from a mirror.

Meanwhile, Luisa had happily sunk into the part of an exaggerated and comedic Marie Antoinette that she was unofficially given to play. Mirabel, having woken up a little more, had decided to make Luisa look like the ideal fashions worn by French aristocrats at Versailles, during Louis XVI’s reign. Isabela (after giving up with her cousins) even provided some dye from her plants that could whiten Luisa’s hair, which had been teased high and decorated with ribbons and beads. In contrast to Dolores, Luisa was clearly enjoying herself and greatly liked teasing the others - even if Mirabel kept pointing out the inaccuracies of her acting.

“You look ridiculous,” Dolores commented.

Luisa gasped in horror. “Guards, behead that filthy peasant immediately!” She cried out in her best attempt at a French accent, pointing a finger accusingly. “It will probably be an improvement.”

“No, seriously, prima, you look like someone from the 1880s.” Camilo said.

“1780s,” Mirabel corrected.

“Does it matter? Ain’t it the same thing? Boring, old shit that’s all history is.”

Mirabel didn’t say anything for a moment. The other three wished in silence. “You did not say that to me,” she muttered. “In fact, stop talking to me. You and your incompetence is giving me a headache.”

“Just say ‘fuck off’, sis.” Isabela begged.

“Why don’t we play a board game?” Dolores suggested. “I’ll go get one—”

“No, I want to play Charades. And as the queen of France, I should get to pick.” Luisa beamed, smug as anything.

“Right, fine.” Dolores huffed. She pulled herself to her feet. “You all play a few rounds of Charades. I’ll go clean my face and then come back with a couple of boardgames.”

Mirabel quickly followed, “I’m coming with. To get medicine; I can’t deal with a headache all evening.”

Neither of the pair knew what to say when they returned a good half hour later to find Camilo had been banished to a corner of the room and held there in Isabela’s vines, meanwhile Isabela and Luisa (who was now without her makeover) were covered in plant dye and play-fighting. It seems like Isabela had gotten ahold of some scissors as some point because Luisa was missing more than half her hair. Multicoloured clumps of hair scattered about the room.

“What the actual fuck?” Dolores muttered.

“She started it!”

“She said I could cut it!”

“I thought you were all going to play Charades?” Mirabel inquired. She was quick to push by Dolores and play mediator, trying to convince her sisters to separate. “In hindsight, why did we both leave?”

“Because these three are impossible,” Dolores replied, rolling her eyes. “What exactly did you do?”

Camilo huffed in offence, “I didn’t do anything! I swear! Isabela just moved me here for no reason! Please, hermana! Help me?”

“We were both teasing Bela about how she doesn’t get as many ladies as I do.” Luisa explained. “Then I gave her permission to cut my hair because why not? It’s hair, it’ll grow back. And, well, I think we just got carried away… whoops.”

“Whoops?” Mirabel echoed, unimpressed. Then sighed heavily. “Oh, I’m too young and too tired to deal with this,” she mumbled, settling back into the pile of pillows. “I’ll just have Mama chastise you for it tomorrow morning.”

Isabel shrugged, “Guess us three will be sleeping in then.”

“I refuse to believe that the two of us are somehow related to you three.” Dolores continued. With several more glares at Isabela, her cousin finally relented and released Camilo. The pair joining Mirabel on the floor. Luisa and Isabela slowly made their way over, with Isabela going to finish the haircut. Because apparently if Luisa was going short, she was going all the way.

They went on to play Charades and then a few rounds of card games, though Dolores begrudgingly did so and then tried to claim that she wasn’t enjoying it. Mirabel fell asleep within three minutes of sitting down, so Luisa had taken her back to her own room - to prevent Camilo and Isabela from using her as the victim of some prank. Speaking of, Isabela, Luisa and Camilo only seemed to get more hyper, but that was balanced out by Dolores also getting a little more giddy herself. They then moved on to playing a quick round of Truth or Dare. That was ended by Luisa, who felt that Isabela’s dares were “death sentences” and Dolores’ truths were “too cruel and personal”. Camilo had just enjoyed the drama of the girls, snacking on cocadas.

That had transitioned into a game of Who’s Most Likely To? With very predictable results, but the four of them were enjoying themselves.

“Most likely to get a tattoo?” Camilo asked.

Everyone’s eyes turned to Isabela, who grinned. “That’s fair. Who’s most likely to get caught robbing a bank?”

“Without our gifts? Any of you three.” Dolores answered. “I’m much too clever. Who’s most likely to get hungover and continue a day of work following, without raising suspicion?”

“What a scandalous question for you, Lola!” Isabela teased, hitting her arm playfully. “What would Mariano think of you?”

“I’m the most likely to continue working,” Luisa chuckled, unashamedly. “Can’t say I wouldn’t be caught though. Isabela’s the one with the highest alcohol tolerance, but we’ve yet to see Camilo fully drink, so who knows?”

Isabela shook her head. “No, no. I think it would be you, sis.”

“I’m with Bela,” Camilo piped up. “You’d show up, tough it out and then collapse the second you got back to Casita.” He stood up, dropping down into Mirabel’s form and leaning over to Luisa, “And then I’ll say ‘I told you so’.” Then, shifting into his sister, “‘Because we are always right.’”

The four of them - yes, including Dolores - burst into laughter, so much so that Isabela worried that they might wake the adults, instantly flicking a flower into each of their mouths to shut them up.

When only Mirabel and Antonio showed up for breakfast the following morning, Julieta and Pepa had gone to hunt down their missing children. They found them all huddled, fast asleep, in Luisa’s room in a mass pile of blankets and pillows and a fairly large mess. The two smiled together as they watched from the doorway.

“They are just like we were,” Pepa said.

“Yes, they are exactly like…” Julieta trailed off, pausing. Her eyes widened. “Is that Luisa’s hair?”

Pepa cackled, pulling her sister away and shutting the door. It would be better to let the kids sleep in. “Don’t act so surprised, Juli. You remember the time we shaved Bruno’s head bald?”

#encanto #my writing #isabela madrigal #mirabel madrigal #luisa madrigal #dolores madrigal #camilo madrigal #julieta madrigal #pepa madrigal #ask me anything #bruno madrigal #bubo marquez #mariano guzmán #dolores x mariano

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winnieiscalmeth · 26 days

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Camilo Madrigal sleepover headcanons

[Posted originally on another account just migrated to this one]

-He snores loud as fuck.

-it wakes you up at night.

-Fights the urge to put a pillow over his head.

-But is a peaceful sleeper.

-you two like to sneak out to get some snacks.

-He likes to be the big spoon.

-Yall would challenge each other on who could stay up longer.

-If you woke up before him you will run your fingers through his hair to wake him up for chores.

-If you had trouble sleeping he would sing you a lullaby Pepa sung to him to help.

-He would sneak to your house sometimes if you couldn't come over.

"...why are you here?"

"I can't sleep without you"

-Would occasionally have nightmares about you leaving him (in anyway)

-He would wake up and cling to you like a baby koala and become clingy the entire day.

-When you ask he'll just shrug.

-If you rolled over in your sleep he'll just latch back on to you.

-He likes to be as close to you as possible.

-Would fake cry if you stopped cuddling him.

"Why did you do thay?"

"...What?"

"Turn away"

"Milo' its hot."

-He sucks at fake crying btw.

#camilo madrigal #camilo madrigal x reader #encanto #encanto camilo

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call-to-the-wyatt · 1 year

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Encanto Headcanon- Dating Camilo would include... (Camilo Madrigal x GN! Reader)

Hey everyone!! Today I decided to write an Encanto Headcanon about dating Camilo. This is fully based on what I know about the Madrigals and what I imagine dating Camilo would be like. I obviously got some inspiration from other writers, but no one specific.

Anyways, enjoy! -Bar

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Dating Camilo Madrigal would include... part 1 (before the movie)

~ You guys met at Luisa’s last birthday, and you looked breathtaking.

~ Camilo couldn’t get himself to go talking to you, so he just adored you from afar as long as he wasn’t focused on Antonio.

~ You saw the cute curly boy around your age playing with Antonio and couldn’t help your smile. It was just too cute!

~ You blushed, hard, when he looked up and met your gaze; you looked away already, so you couldn’t see, but his cheeks turned red, too.

~ “Hey, Mirabel, who’s this?” You asked her and pointed to Camilo.

~ She had a mischievous smile as she told you it’s her cousin, Camilo. What was she palnning?

~ Later that night, Camilo heard from Mirabel you asked about him.

~ “Y\N? Is this the person who was dancing here earlier with Y\F\M (your fav Madrigal except for Camilo)?” -”Yep. They’re right there, go talk to them”

~ You were very surprised when Camilo was tripping to where you set. His face were red and his hair and clothes were messy from the dancing, but you still found him very attractive.

~ Camilo was still stunned by you, but he managed to say a few complete sentences. You were so nice and easy to talk to, his shyness faded away, and you two had a long, enthralling conversation.

~ And of course, once his flirty self came back, he used the countless amount of pickup lines he knew on you.

~ “You know who you’re reminding me of? My next S\O”

~ “Do you believe in love at first tight or I should walk by again?”

~ “I don’t like your last name. You should change it to Madrigal”

~ (and so on...)

~ As you two kept talking and laughing, Camilo couldn’t help falling for you harder and harder.

~ By the end of the night, he knew for sure he’s in love. But he didn’t know if you felt the same, and it made him nervous and anxious.

~ He went to talk to Dolores about it, and ended up getting advices from her and all of his cousins, who had a sleepover.

~ Eventually, they helped him planning how to ask you out, not knowing you just waited for him to do it.

~ Long story short, he asked you out, you said yes, and now he was supposed to take you on your first date.

~ He found the perfect glade and asked Isabela to find out what’s your favorite flower (Isabela: *rolling her eyes* I already know what’s their favorite flower) and grow it all over te place, but leave a space big enough to do picnics or just hang out for a while.

~ Isabela agreed, and the next day everything was ready.

~ Mirabel decorated Camilo’s ruana and your favorite y\f\c\p (your favorite clothing piece- skirt, pants, shirt, etc), Isabela made them a crown of Y\F\F (your favorite flower), Luisa brought a basket full of Julieta’s best foods and desserts and Dolores prepared you to the meeting with the Madrigals- especially Abuela and Pepa.

~ Pepa was excited, of course, when Camilo said you two are going on a date, and Felix made sure she doesn’t rain all over you; but it was hard, considering how excited he also was to see his son going on a date.

~ Everyone were so happy to see Camilo’s smile when he looked at you, and they were excited to know the person Camilo fell in love with.

~ After everyone (and their gifts) were introduced, Camilo took you away. He loved his family, but he knew they would stay there forever if he won’t take you on your date.

~ You started walking in the forest until you found the glare- well, Camilo was walking, you had a blindfold while Luisa carried you after him so it’ll be a surprise. (You weren’t too happy about it, but you were really curious about where he takes you now).

~ When Camilo took off your blindfold, you gasped at the breathtaking sight- thousands of y\f\fs in all of the colors possible were growing at the glare in circles, leaving a little space of emerald-green grass. It was beautiful, amazing, nothing like anything you imagined or seen- and you chose to show your gratefulness by kissing Camilo on the cheek. You were both blushing when you whispered “thanks, Cami”, but you got yourselves out of it quickly and started settle on the grass.

~ Apearantly Julieta packed them everything they needed: food, water, a picnic blanket and pillows- “for the time sitting down starts to hurt”, as the notes sticked to the pillows said.

~ They were having a great time, and just before the dark they packed their things in the basket again and started walking back, still laughing and talking.

~ Camilo walked y\n to their house, kissing them on the cheek for goodbye and made sure they went in and their parents were there to take them to bed, and onlt then went back to Casita. When he told his parents about it, they hugged him and told him how proud they are of him and the gentleman he grew up to be.

~ After the 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th and 5th date, Camilo finally asked Y\N to be his s\o. You, of course, said yes, and his family couldn’t be happier... literally: Pepa made rainbows everywhere; Isabela was going around town spreading flowers of any kind, color and shape; Julieta didn’t stop making desserts to heal the town; Luisa was so excited she always used too much power to lift everything (and caused several accidents that way); Dolores squeaked whenever she heard one of you talking about the other; Antonio always let you play with his animals; Mirabel made you a new y\f\c\p; Agustin and Felix told you it’s okay to be an outsider who has no gift and they can join the club once they marry Camilo (which made you turn red like a tomato); and Abuela just smiled as she watched you- she saw the same love she and Pedro had, this teenager made her first male grandson happy and that gave her peace- even though she thought they weren’t good enough for Camilo.

~ But as Camilo started dated Y\N, Isabela decided to have her revenge at him for all the years of teasing her.

~ Every time Y\N came to Casita, Isabela would stand at the door, sing “CAMILO, YOUR S\O’S HERE” as loud as she can and create a flower statue of you, laughing.

~ You didn’t understand why is makes Isabela laugh and Camilo get so mad he turned into her and moked her, but after Isabela explained you what happened you found that funny too.

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It’s been FOREVER since I posted here. My next thing will probably be part 4 of CLUELESS cuz I’m very nice

Anyways ily and hope you’ll enjoy!

~Bar

#encanto #camilo madrigal #encanto disney #encanto headcanons #isabela madrigal #encanto mirabel #mirabel madrigal #luisa madrigal #julieta madrigal #felix madrigal #pepa madrigal #camilo x you #camilo headcanons #camilo x reader #camilo x y/n

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lolita-lollipop · 2 years

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saw you were taking encanto requests so i wanted to pitch in and ask for something that includes all the grandkids, who decide to kidnap adopt a girl just a few months younger than camilo and mirabel. they do this upon learning that her family is neglectful and she’s never known love. so they treat her like a beloved little sister, perhaps living out their fantasies of having a sweet baby sis.

YANDERE MADRIGAL FAMILY X READER

I’m sorry this is so late- literally forgot to post it💀

It was Antonio’s door ceremony , the village was lively with color, flowers bloomed at every green patch of grass, the members of la familia madrigal could be seen happily buzzing around the village, happy to accept any congraduations from the citizens. You were stuck in the shop all day, selling old items from way before you were born. Your parents of course, we’re off celebrating the new induction to the small boy named Antonio, leaving you to deal with everything, yet again.

You knew you should be happy, today marks a new day of flourishment for the village, but you just can’t seem to swipe that scoul from your features. Sure, you’d made very good friends with the madrigals, they were your best customers, Luisa often came in your shop to speak with you, Camilo would disguise himself every time, but you always knew it was him, and Isabela… she thought this place was too dirty, so she had taken you on somewhat of a date to the flower fields. Abuela had come in once or twice, didn’t buy anything, but spoke with you for a brief few minutes. The madrigal family was lived across the board, they were the reason that you were even alive today, but still, you couldn’t be happy for them. It was selfish. But it was true.

They were lively people, and they treated you like a a little sister or a daughter, but everytime you go to one of these ceremonies, every time you see mirabel and her mama in the plaza, you are just reminded of everything you’re missing in life. They have love, they are close knit. Someone would know if they go missing, or if they are found hung from the ceiling, someone will care for them. They know that no one will just forget them and go on with their lives. It always just sparked endless jealousy in you whenever you saw them smiling together, laughing together. And then they unknowingly rub it in by inviting you to their family dinners, by having sleepovers in Isabella’s room, or being hugged by Luisa. It was like they were just trying to prove how much you didn’t fit in.

You wish you had an Abuela that cared about your family, or a mama who would hold you close and comfort you when upset, or a papa who bragged about your accomplishments to others.

Especially now, as you stood in the crowd of people, watching at the golden family ascended the stairs of la casita. everyone around was cheerful, wearing the best of their best outfits, dancing and singing, just awaiting the reveal of Antonio’s room. You were a stark contrast to the general tone of the room, you had hoped that tonight maybe your parents would spend time with you, but they left yoh in a corner the second they left. You know, it’s sad and stupid to be mopey for no reason, but you couldn’t help but set a sad mood. It showed through your features too, a sad scowl and droopy eyes displayed on your face, you didn’t talk to anyone. Not even Isabella when she tried to feed you some of the arepas from the snacks. You didn’t realize that the entire madrigal family was solely focused on you, even Antonio was worried. Why were you sad? A fiesta is meant for smiles and flowers and madrigal weirdness, not a sad child longing for attention.

While in your daze, longingly staring at the family, you failed to notice the putter patter of la casita trying to speak, that was until it tapped at your foot. The tiles under your two feet moved around, fluttering and twisting until you snapped out of whatever trance you were in. You tilted your head down with a sorrowful smile at the times, which had now rearranged themselves into a smiley face.

“Hi, casita.” You said no more words than that, and it seemed to understand, leaving you along for a few seconds, before scuffling back with one of the pretty red roses isabela had grown. Of course la casita thought it would help you, being a smile yo your face, but instead it just furthered your sorrow, oh great! Isabel’s flowers that you would never be able to grow even if you had a green thumb! Wonderful! Your frown deepened.

“I really just- I don’t want to do this right now. Can I be alone. Please” you talked to the floor like a madwoman, but the tiles hook left to right, almost as if to say no. You let out a sigh, and continued to drone out the rest of the world, now solely focusing on the tiles, and the house that oh so desperately wants to make our happy. So it left, again, just for a few seconds. Only to come back again, this time in the shape of an arrow, pointing towards the set of stairs behind a wall, almost hidden.

“Oh? What? Do you want me to follow?” The tiles shooks up and down, and your questioned it for a solid moment, looking back at the family and the party, it probably wasn’t respectful to just run around someone’s house, before remembering that this is why you’re sad “oh damn it all, what have I got to lose?” You huffed, and followed the arrow.

You remained silent at the rest of the travel through the home, step by step, la casita placed pillows behind you as if it expected you to fall, you didn’t notice of course, too focused on how the tiles seemed to glow more and more as you followed them. You walked up and up and up until you reached the top, and heaved yourself past the hallway too. You’d never seen this part of the house, maybe they just kept it hidden from everyone else. But it was beautiful, flowers were painted along the borders of the walls, and vines hung from the ceiling with roses and lights attached to them, you smiled at the sight. How pretty. La casita seemed happy at the soft upturn of your lips, yet it wasn’t done. It shook the wall in front of you, sending the wood creaking and squeaking. Your brows furrowed at the sight, is this all it wanted to lead you to? A wall?

You pressed your hand flat against the wall, softly huffing, all at once you seemed to remeber that sorrow, that anger at your own parents, yoh were just trying to distract with stupid games with some stupid house, a stupid house that you’d stared at every time you passed, a stupid house that you lingered by, a house that was filled with curiosity and joy, but now just felt sorrowful. You placed your forehead against the wAll, closing your eyes and attempting to stop yourself from letting your tears run free. Yet one still rolled down your cheek.

“Y/n! I was wondering when this would happen.” You heard a voice behind you speak up, but you didn’t move, too flustered to care that someone was experience you crying. After a few seconds you could recognize that voice as Camilla, gone was that playful tone, he seemed utterly worried, you could hear it in how worry and frantic ness was laced in his tone. When you had finally pried your eyes open, finally reigned your emotions in enough to not start sobbing, you were met with a shocking sight

A glowing door in place of the wall, reading “y/‘ madrigal”.

“C-Camilo? What?” You questioned, backing o from the door the second you spotted it, you did nothing but hit Camilla chest, and he gripped your shoulder, keeping you in place and pushing you towards it.

“It’s okay- it’s okay. Just open it” he gushed, shoving you forward gently until you stumbled to the door, your initials were engraved on the doorknob. It was pretty, but it didn’t feel real. Why would this be happening, maybe this is a dream. You stared at the door skeptically, and reached your hand out, skeptically, but before you did anything (also skeptically) your attention was drawn to a voice.

“But today isn’t just a day for antoñio, we have someone special, someone new!” You were able to recognized the voice as Abuelas, seconds after the announcement, there was a bright spotlight on you, and you brought your hand away from the door to shield your eyes.

“Dear y/n has been bruised, neglected, and hated for all of her life. Pobre pequeña Bebe. We’re giving her a new life! A new chance to be loved!” Abuela announced and splayed her arms out, her demanding voice sparked motivation in the eyes of the citizens. They all stared at you in pure awe for a few moments, then the crowd erupted in cheers, screaming for you. It’s not like it wasn’t obvious how miserable you were, they see Bruno more than you, and they don’t even talk about him!

Now you were utterly confused, if you refused this, and went down the stairs, then you would be either seen as 1. A coward, or 2. A sign of bad luck on the village, it would weaken the magic. But if you said yes, then… we’ll you don’t know what’s gonna happen. The cheers of the drunken adults and hyper children VILLE dyour head, and you did nothing but freeze. It wasn’t until a warm hand pressed on your shoulder that you snapped out of it, you spun around to meet the living gaze of mirabel and Camilo, along with Luisa. They stared at you for a few good long moments before Luisa spoke up.

“Open the door, la casita is never wrong, it knows what you want cariña, just open it” she softly spoke, which was odd because there was nothing soft about this woman. She looked her hands under your arms and placed you back in front of the door, which you continued to stare at. Her hand rested at the small of your back, almost threatening that it would help you open it if you didn’t do it yourself.

So, yoh reluctantly raised your hand to the doorknob, and twisted it. The second you did the door swung open completely. Revealing… a room. Your room. Well, your NEW room. It was calm, peaceful, it somehow appeared to have no curling, like the cielimg was the night sky full of stars. Bells hung from nonexistent hooks and they jungles as cool wind blew by. A bed was centered in the middle of the room, huge and white, with small stuffed animals scattered about.

The cheers behind the door became louder for a moment, but were completely shut out when the three young teens came into the room behind her. You flew around to meet their gazes, about to be extremely angry with them, but… isn’t this what you had wanted in the end? To be part of the family, to get rid of your jealousy?

“I-I don’t understand”

“It’s okay honey- you don’t have to understand, just let us take care of you, let us give you the love you never got” Luisa smiled and picked you up gently, for someone so broad and menacing her touch sure is comforting. You weren’t that much younger than her really, although you were the same age as mirabel, it felt odd to be called “honey”, either because it was coming from her, or you’d never felt that before.

“This… is crazy. Absolutely loca” you huffed out, more to yourself than anyone elsestaring around at the peaceful room. Mirabel couldn’t help but smile at your amazement, she couldn’t blame you for being so cute, but sometimes it distracted her. You were absolutely adorable. She made her way around to you while the other two stared at you with love, pulling you towards the bed, and closer to her, she remarked:

“You know, I’ve always wanted a baby sister, I’m the youngest so it’s only natural. This is so amazing! I finally get to have you!” She smiled and tugged you close, wrapping her arms fully around you, and pulling your head into her chest. You stiffened at the touch, unsure what to do with your own hands. Do you hug back or stand still? Or do you wrap your arms around too? What do you do what do you do what do you do what do you do.

“It’s okay. Those terrible parents of yours never taught you how to be lived, but you’ll get used to it. Just let yourself relax cariña, we’ll take care of the rest. No one will bother you while you’re here” Camilo remarked, now at mirabels side, he stroked your head and grabbed one of your hands to wrap around the girls waist. at the mention of your parents you perked up, in the midst of all this chaos you’d forgotten about them! Holy crap they totally saw you being admitted or whatever into this family! Oh they’re gonna be so pissed with you.

“I’m sorry camilo. B-But I can’t stay here, I can’t be part of this family. I’m not part of this family. I have parents, and even if they don’t treat me like… like this, I love them” at that their bright smiles dropped, you didn’t even notice it, but it was like a light switch turned off behind their eyes, and now all that was left was a dark, creepy look. Camilo brought his finger to your mouth to shush you, feigning hurt the entire way through.

“Love is only real if it’s mutual. We love you, and we all know you love us. You don’t have to be scared of them anymore. I’ll- we’ll protect you” his finger stayed on your lips as he said this, a menacing smile plastered across his face. Somethings wrong here. You just couldn’t place what. Of course they knew that your parents probably would be upset that you are part of them now, that is if they were alive, if they weren’t being turned into mush by isabelas flowers at the moment.

“I know but- I just have to work and they’ll be mad if I can’t an-“

“Hush, you’re too small to work, just let us all take care of you. The village doesn’t have any objections, they love you as much as we do. Just let us have you okay? Well keep you safe! Well love you” mirabel piped in, now taking her own turn in shushing your, it was quite odd how she called you little, when in reality you were only a few months younger than her, and maybe a few inches shorter. Huh. Weird.

“But-“

“I said stop. You aren’t going back. They’re gone, they left the second you became one of us, they don’t care” Luisa spoke for the first time again, her words shut you up right away. It made you sink into murabels chest, it made tears cloud up in your eyes as you failed at keeping them in. It made your heart beat faster. Would they- could they even do that to you? Why?

“Oh.” You spoke, and as Luisa stroked your back, Camilo held your hands and kissed them, and mirabel hugged you, all on top of a big fluffy bed. All of your tears and pain seeped out, and you cried into them. All of the sadness built up over the years of neglect, of never feeling enough, of jealousy, all that rage channeled at your biological family for never even trying to be good. It flowed freely out of your body in the form of tears, Luisa held you close as you cried, completely unbothered. Sympathy showed on all three of their faces. Yet they kept checking at the door, maybe for Abuela, or one of the parents.

They didn’t mind sitting like this, sitting with you, for a while though. It was nice to comfort you.

After all

You are their true baby sister

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Have we moved past the encanto phase?:

Absolutely not

Should we have by now?:

Yes

But will we?:

N o

sorry that this is so crappy, I just wanted to get something out- tell me if you hate it!

I really appreciate comments, good or bad!

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justanisabelakinnie · 2 years

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Questions answered by Jared Bush!

“so it could be more.” 💀 💀 💀

I CAN’T WAIT THAT LONG JARED YO ASS BETTER FESS UP AND TELL ME NOW!!!

Now that…that just depresses me. Good thing Mirabel is such a good and sisterly cousin to Antonio. In this house, we stan.

So I was right in my fic AIHY. 😕

Interesting! 😳 It’s like they always say: You don’t need a gift to have a gift!

LMAOOOO I love how everything Jared Bush confirms about this dude has to do with him being a teenager and nothing else. 💀 His entire character and personality is solely there to be the stereotypical teenage boy and nothing more and I am here for it. 🤪

Awww that is so sweet! Reminds me of my fic when the granddaughters all camp out in Dolores’ room to have sleepovers! I need to shut up about my fanfic now.

👀

And now for the unanswered ones because they are too funny not to put here.

Such as the queer ones.

*w h e e z e* I assure you, nica, that Jared is not lesbophobic in any way however and I’m positive that we’ll see her girlfriend in a sequel or series! Or musical. Or all three.

Ooh I would love that! 🤞 *winks thrice*

Omg I’ma say it right now. I used to hc Dolores and Luisa as straight but now that I think about it the bi/pan Dolores hc is starting to have more and more appeal to me and this would just be so cute! Maybe a flashback where she’s shown having crushes on girls? Omg I’d love to see it! Mariano too is definitely pan. He said it himself. “I just have so much love inside!”

I’ll answer for him: Yes. Because I’m also one. *’sup nods head at Isabela* Let ME tell you. Who needs Word of God when you have Word of Lesbian? Hmmm? 🤨

Now that that’s out of the way, moving on…

😵‍💫 wtf I thought Ranma 1/2 fans were dead. Anyway in the words of their creator: “I don’t want to think about that, and neither should you.”

Just…no comment.

Omg I would love this! And unpopular opinion but I legit think that Mariano is smarter than he looks. I mean only Mirabel seems to think of him as dumb and only she calls him a “big dumb hunk”, like not even Isabela does that. And Dolores also fell in love with him for his poetry. And his grandmother says he wrote a song for the madrigals! I’d love to see the franchise continue to show his creative and artistic side more! I feel like he’d be the heart to Dolores’ head, and that is just beautiful.

Yeah that’s it for now, bye!

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stinkysatan · 2 years

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I simp for Bruno so hard, and I like possessive men so why not combine the two?

Well, there's not much of him being yandere, just a creepy possessive old man. Also I don't speak Spanish I was never taught Spanish so please bear with me while I try to use Google translate and hope for the best.

Yandere!Bruno Madrigal x Fem!Reader (smut)

WARNING! Contains: age gap (reader is 27, Bruno is around 50), stalking, CNC, praising and degrading.

Minors DNI. Smut below

The residence of Madrigal's. The most magical place in Encanto, possibly even the whole world. People in this house have always welcomed you with a warm smile. They kept taking care of you ever since you stumbled upon this little town and decided to stay for good. This home was probably the safest place for you. But would you still think about it this way if you only knew who kept their watch on your every move behind those walls?

Bruno was always vary of people he didn't know. And ever since you came along, he kept a special watch on you to make sure you wouldn't hurt his family. He watched you bake with Julietta, joke around with Camilo, and help Mirabel with all her chores. You seemed like an angel, who just waltzed into his home, bringing light and smiles everywhere with you. He especially liked it when you stayed the night to hang out with Dolores who seemed to be one of your closest friends. You'd sleep in the living room, where he could watch you all night, thinking about touching you, feeling your soft skin against his hands.

Eventually his fantasies would be too much, he would start to touch himself as he'd watch you under the shower. The urge to get out of his hiding spot to just take you all for himself was too much. And when he would occasionally catch you looking at the paintings of him... Oh, how he wished he could just know what was going on in that pretty little head of yours.

It wasn't long before he began getting more and more careless. Getting out of the hiding just to smell your perfume, spray it on his ruana so he could bear to spend a few days without seeing you again. Then, he would start touching you. Your beautiful hair, your soft breasts, your whole body was already explored by Bruno, who sometimes would even pleasure himself to those acts. What he didn't know, you were maybe just as twisted as he was.

You would be well too aware of his hands on your skin, and after you'd go home, you would touch yourself to the thought of him doing such things. The truth is, that you have always been curious about the mysterious Bruno. You'd look at his paintings, wondering what was he really like. He made your heart race. And when you once woke up because he let out a little too loud of a moan, you were absolutely enchanted by him. Once you knew that he was still in the mysterious Casita, you have started visiting the Madrigals more often. Your clothes more revealing, sleepovers more frequent, you'd even put on a show under shower, hoping that Bruno may watch you as you drop the soap a few times in a row.

One day, you've finally decided to move it a few steps forward. He was curious about why you'd stay up so late. Soon enough, Bruno got his answer when you decided to sneak into his room. Which surprised the man, after all no one ever dared to go there. He was Incredibly curious what his ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑎 could possibly want from that place. Bruno too went to his room, which took him a little while. There wasn't much hiding spots, considering he just walked around there freely. Despite that, he managed to look through a small gap in the wall and see something that absolutely took his breath away. There you were, in your little tight pajamas, laying in his messy bed, pleasuring yourself.

Your quiet gasps filled the room as your fingers went in and out of your hole, while your other hand fondled your breast. Bruno's pants suddenly became painfully tight, as he immediately unbuttoned them and started stroking his length. Despite being barely able to see you, his excitement only grew once he heard you moan out his name. You were fantasizing about this old man? Now, in that moment his brain instantly turned off. He made his way out of the hiding.

Once you've noticed the shadowy figure in the bedroom, you immediately froze, afraid it might have been anyone but him.

"Why'd you stop 𝑚𝑖 𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎?" He asked, making your stomach turn. It was finally him.

"Bruno?" You've asked, despite being absolutely sure it was him. And he didn't even let you say anything else, because his lips crashed against yours. The kiss was everything you could ever dream of. It was lustful, possessive, but there was a hint of love in it. The both of you started undressing as fast as you could. Acting like lovers who haven't seen each other in years, craving for your bodies.

Bruno traced your whole body with his hands, taking in the sight. Finally there you were, in his bed. He didn't even dare question how did you know about him, the only thing that mattered was that you were finally his.

"𝐸𝑟𝑒𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑎, 𝑚𝑖 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙" he whispered, placing soft, butterfly kisses against your neck. "I've wanted this for so long..." He groaned out, unable to wait any longer. Those words aroused you even more, knowing that he's been craving you for a while now. It all felt so wrong, but it was oh so right.

Bruno's lips moved lower, down your body, licking, sucking and gently biting on your sensitive nipples. Your moans were quiet, too quiet for his liking. But you didn't know if Dolores could hear what was happening here. You couldn't risk exposing the man who has been hiding here for whatever reason. It would be especially awkward for her to find out like this. You gasped as you felt the older man leaving his love marks on your breasts. Where only you two would see them.

"It'll help you remember. 𝐸𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑎, 𝑚𝑖 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟"

His hand teased your thighs, gripping at them while slowly moving his hands up. His fingers massaged your clit, making you gasp. He leaned in and purred into your ear.

"You're such a good little slut. So wet for a man you have only seen on paintings." As he finished he bit gently in your earlobe, causing you to shiver. "Have you fantasized about this often?" He asked, as his fingers made their way inside you, his thumb rubbing your clit.

"Yes..." You let out a strained answer, one hand gripping his back, while other found it's way into his beautiful curly hair. "I've been wanting you so much ever since I woke up to your moans..." You confessed, which made the man smirk a little before his lips crashed onto yours. His tongue dancing in your mouth, relishing in soft moans that kept escaping your lips while he made you feel like no one else ever did.

Finally Bruno pulled away making you whimper, which made him chuckle. He pushed the thumb which was covered in your juices right into your mouth. Tasting yourself on him was amazing. "Good girl, lick it clean and I'll give you a nice little reward." He whispered, with his eyes clouded with desire. It didn't take long for the man to move into a different position, his cock was now right in front of your lips, almost touching them.

You haven't noticed how thick it was. Even better than you imagined. You slowly started licking his head, stroking him gently. Then suddenly you took him all in, his length hitting the back of your throat making you gag a little. At this sudden feeling, Bruno threw back his head, an animalistic groan escaped his lips. "𝐷𝑖𝑜𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑜..." He breathed out, taking a handful of your hair and pulling at it. He face-fucked you like a lunatic, you could barely breath, but knowing you made him feel like that was good enough to even suffocate like this. Fortunately, it didn't last long, Bruno had pulled away letting you breathe a bit.

He was too close. And he didn't want it to end like this. He had to feel you from the inside. You laid on your stomach, presenting your gorgeous ass to him, and smirking. This sight alone could even make him cum. So before it got to that he grabbed you roughly by your thighs, probably even bruising them. He slowly moved himself inside you, letting out a low groan, his grip being even stronger. You too moaned into his pillow, hoping it would muffle your sound enough.

Bruno started moving painfully slowly, his breath hitching, and even his eyes started softly glowing. "𝑂ℎ 𝑑𝑖𝑜𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑜, 𝑚𝑖 𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎, 𝑚𝑖 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟, you feel amazing..." He whispered into your year. His thrusts became faster, more needy, and your moans picked up, almost matching his rhythm. "Oh Bruno, 𝑡𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑜, 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑠..." You managed to let out. At the sound of his name, the man became more rough, gripping your ass and panting hard.

Your lewd sounds filled the room, none of you even cared at this point that a certain someone might hear you going at it. You were absolutely being fucked dumb, your eyes rolling upwards, drool gathering itself in the corner of your mouth. It felt too good once one of Bruno's hands started playing with your clit. "Come for me, my love. Do it while you say my name." He commanded, and you listened to him soon enough.

Your release came quickly, your legs began to shake, your moans were almost too loud so you bit your lower lip, causing it to bleed. Bruno's thrusts became way more erratic, you could hear him curse and say your name like a prayer in-between those sultry moans and grunts. He pulled out just in time to stain his sheets and your back.

The 50-year old man collapsed next to you, and finally you managed to open your eyes enough to take a good look at him. His hair was messy, sticking to his sweaty face. Eyes closed, as he was still coming off the high. He was obviously skinny, probably underweight. You made a mental note to try and get him to eat more. You could make out very light outlines of muscles, which probably formed easily because of his weight. You started wondering how did such an old man manage to get so fit, but then you remembered those horrible stairs in this room. Of course.

Bruno's demeanor completely changed once he opened his eyes and kissed you lovingly on the forehead. "A-Are you alright, 𝑚𝑖 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟? I didn't hurt you, right? I-i'm so sorry it was so bad... It's be-" you cut him off with a sweet kiss on the lips. The kind that lovers give each other on their wedding day. "It was amazing..." You replied, smiling softly. The man quickly wiped your back, planting soft kiss upon your spine. He then laid next to you, caressing your hair. Both of you just laid in silence, not daring to go back to your reality without each other. Or all the questions that were left unanswered.

#Bruno madrigal x reader smut #bruno madrigal x reader #bruno madrigal smut #bruno madrigal x female reader #encanto smut

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im-just-a-br0adway-baby · 7 months

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Encantober 2023 Day 2: Siblings

Tonight was going to be the best day that the Madrigal grandkids were waiting for for several months; it was their first sibling sleepover since Mirabel’s gift ceremony! They have not had one since then because of how it has affected Mirabel, and the rest of the grandkids did not want her to feel bad. Now that the miracle has been saved and everyone has been doing better than they were before, they decided to bring it back and include Antonio with them now that he has his own room.

When the Madrigal family finished dinner, the grandkids made their way upstairs to grab their sleeping bags and go into Antonio’s room for their party. They decided to have their sleepover in Antonio's room since not only it was his first Madrigal grandkid sleepover, but also since everyone used to have their sleepovers in each of their rooms after their gift ceremony, and now that Antonio has his own room, it was time to have the sleepover in his room.

Mirabel was the first to come to Antonio’s room besides himself. All she needed was her sleeping bag and her homemade bear and change into her pajamas and that was it. A few minutes later, Camilo made his way into his younger brother’s room, changed into his pajamas with his sleeping bag and his stuffed chameleon that Mirabel made for him for his tenth birthday.. He laid his sleeping bag next to Antonio’s and sat in the semi-circle they made.

“I hope I wasn’t too late. I wasn’t able to find Cuddles so I was looking all over for him, but it turned out he fell under the bed.”

“You’re not super late. We were just setting up and making sure Parce stayed in his playhouse for the night with Pico and Chispi. Are the older ones coming soon?”

“They should be. We already know Isabela needs to do her hair before every sleepover we have.” Mirabel rolled her eyes. “I know Dolores needs her earmuffs and Luisa is trying to find Sparkle.”

Right on cue, Isabela and Dolores came into the room together. The duo put their sleeping bags next to Mirabel’s to leave one more space in the circle for Luisa. Now that the five of them are settled in their sleeping bags, cozy with their pajamas on and their plush toys, each handmade by Mirabel, and they could all begin the party. Not that long after, Luisa came into the room with her sleeping bag in one hand and Sparkle, her stuffed unicorn given to her by Alma for her gift ceremony, in the other.

“Lo siento, everybody; I couldn’t find Sparkle anywhere and I didn’t want to come without her. You all know I’ve slept with her every night since she was given to me and I can’t bother to lose her.”

“It’s okay, Luisa. Now that you found her, you can finally be here tonight!” Antonio said excitedly as he hugged his cousin.

Luisa placed her sleeping bag between Dolores and Camilo, now creating a circle of six sleeping bags with all six of the Madrigal grandkids snuggled inside them. Julieta, Pepa, and Bruno came inside with several bowls of snacks; the triplets promised they would bring the snacks upstairs when dinner was finished.

“We brought some Choclitos, Rosquillas, and Mani Motos for you,” Julieta pointed out as she put the bowls in the middle of the sleeping bag circle.

“We figured we’d buy you the snacks you used to beg us to buy every time you wanted to have a sleepover together. The same ones we begged your abuela to buy when we would have the same sleepovers,” Pepa explained.

“We bought them for you for old time’s sake,” Bruno added.

“Gracias, mami, Tia Juli, Tio Bruno,” Antonio replied.

“It’s already feeling like when we were kids all over again,” Mirabel added.

The triplets smiled and left the room together so their kids could have their fun. Camilo and Mirabel then took giant handfuls of the Choclitos and stuffed them in their mouths. Isabela rolled her eyes at her sister and cousin and attempted to hold in a laugh. One thing that has not changed is those two stuffing their faces with snacks whenever they could.

“Do you think maybe we could play a game? Did you guys used to play games at your sleepovers?” Antonio asked.

“Of course we did, Tonito. One of our favorites we used to play was Icebreaker Catch. We have a beach ball with silly questions on them and we would throw it to each other, and the person that catches it has to answer the question that their right thumb is on or closest to,” Isabela explained.

“We used to play it at the camps we used to do when we were kids, so we thought we would play again together,” Dolores said as she took out a beach ball with questions written all over it in permanent marker.

“So, let’s get started!” Mirabel said.

Dolores threw the ball to Antonio, since this was his first time playing and his first sleepover with his siblings. He turned the ball to see where his right thumb landed on, and he found his thumb closest to the question, “What is your worst nightmare?”

Antonio thought a bit before answering. They did not expect his answers to be too intense since he was still young. “My worst nightmare would be losing Mirabel. I remember when she saved the miracle and when we lost the house during that time. Papi was with me and he told me all I was saying was ‘where’s Mirabel? Where’s Mirabel?’ and he couldn’t answer. He didn’t know and it made me scared.”

Mirabel got out of her sleeping bag and gave Antonio a hug. She shed a tear and Antonio hugged her back. “Te amo, Antonio; I’m so sorry if I worried you at any point.”

“It’s okay, Mirabel. I’m just happy you’re here and alive.”

After the two youngest cousins finished hugging, Antonio grabbed the ball and threw it to Camilo. He turned the ball when he caught it and read the question his right thumb landed on, “Have you ever fallen asleep in class?”

Camilo rolled his eyes and tried to hold in a snort. “I think you know the answer to this one already; I’ve fallen asleep in class several times.”

“Well, what was the most memorable time you’ve done so?” Mirabel asked.

“Probably that one time when we were in our eighth grade history class and I came to school so sleep deprived because the night before was so busy that I genuinely couldn’t control myself that time. I guess since everyone expects me to fall asleep near the halfway mark of the period that it was shocking to everyone else in class.”

“It was shocking to me, at least. I never expected you to be asleep at the very beginning of class.”

The grandkids laughed and when they were finished, Camilo popped a Choclito in his mouth and threw the ball to Mirabel. She turned the ball to find her right thumb and read the question, “What do you use when you run out of toilet paper?”

Mirabel blushed, but answered anyway, “When I just run out of toilet paper, I tend to use the roll that comes with it. But when that’s done, I tend to use one of the towels that’s hanging on the racks.”

“You better put those in the hamper to wash after they’re finished!” Isabela yelled when Mirabel confessed.

“No, duh, I do. Do you really think I would just leave towels all over the place that I just wiped myself with? You know I’m better than that!”

“...I’ve been doing the same thing when we run out of toilet paper for years,” Camilo confessed.

Isabela groaned and laid down on her sleeping bag to recoup from the confessions. Dolores tapped on her shoulder to get up and Mirabel threw the ball to Luisa. She turned the ball and found her right thumb on the question, “Have you ever peed your pants in public?”

Luisa put the ball down slowly next to her as she answered. “I remembered there was this one time when I was in seventh grade, I was giving a presentation in my literature class, and I remember this was the first time I ever had an oral presentation in a class I also had with Gabriela. You guys knew I liked her since I started puberty, and when I was in the middle of my presentation, I felt my legs shaking and something wet in my underwear, and my teacher pulled me aside to ask me if I was aware that I peed myself. She let me go to the bathroom and finish the presentation after I cleaned myself and changed my clothes. I did feel a bit better afterwards because my nerves were let out the first time.”

Isabela and Mirabel moved to Luisa to give her a hug. They had no idea she embarrassed herself in front of Gabriela almost a decade ago, and wanted to give her the biggest hug imaginable for telling them about that.

“Hey, at least Gabriela knows that you like her and you’re both very happy together,” Isabela pointed out.

After the cool-colored sisters finished their hug, Luisa threw the ball to Isabela and she turned the ball to see what question her right thumb landed on. She found it and read the question, “Have you ever stolen something?”

Isabela thought before answering the question. “I remember this one time when Dolores and I were in high school and we were in town square with a couple of friends, and I found a pack of gum on a stand that it wasn’t supposed to be. I decided since I couldn’t find where it was supposed to be, I decided to put it in my pocket and continue window shopping with Dolores and our friends.”

Luisa, Dolores, and Mirabel giggled. “That was it? You never stole anything bigger than a pack of gum?” Luisa asked.

“I couldn’t think of any other time I stole something! You really think Senorita Perfecta would steal a car or a handbag?”

“That is true,” Camilo said. “I wouldn’t expect anything more than just a pack of gum when you were my age.”

Isabela threw the ball to Dolores, ending the first round. Dolores turned the ball to find her right thumb and read the question, “Have you ever re-gifted a gift?”

Dolores thought before answering. “I remember a couple years ago, I got this sweater from Abuela for Christmas, and while I loved it at first, when I put it on it itched so badly that I couldn’t bother to keep it anymore. So I re-gifted it that next Christmas at a party to a friend that also loved it so much and felt much more comfortable with her than with me. When Abuela noticed I wasn’t wearing it anymore, I told her the truth about how it felt on me and how I had no choice but to give it away. She was visibly upset, but from then on she asked me before she would buy clothes for me if it was comfortable first.”

“I know you thought about giving that sweater to me at first, and when I tried it on it was a little bit uncomfortable on me too, not as much as with you but still up there,” Isabela added on. “But I know Abuela appreciates you telling the truth to her.”

The grandkids continued playing more games throughout the night and eating the snacks their mothers and uncle gave to them beforehand until they each drifted to sleep one by one very late that night. Once the lights were turned off by Mirabel, the last one to fall asleep, she made her way inside her sleeping bag and took her glasses off to lay down. It was not until Antonio woke up seconds later to tap on Mirabel’s shoulder.

“Hey, Mira?”

“Yes, Antonio?”

“I just want to say this was the best sleepover ever. I hope we get to do it more often.”

“I hope so too, Tonito. I missed this and I’m sure everyone else missed it too.”

The cousin duo smiled at each other before falling asleep at the same time. All six of the Madrigal grandkids were visibly happy they got to do another sleepover again after not having one in a long time, with all of them smiling in their sleep. It was clear they wanted to do it all over again, and they would be planning the next one as soon as they woke up.

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