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dos-oroguitas · 2 years

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ay mamacita

what will happen if camilo finds the reader in his ruana? how will he react? requested by @callmelin-07

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You were just curious that’s all. The two of you had been together for a while now and not once did you see Camilo without his beloved ruana.

You often thought he didn’t wash it and just wore the same one every single day. Though surprisingly he never smelled.

You’ve worn ruanas before but never have you worn Camilo’s.

And that got you thinking. If Camilo wear ruana everyday. Ruana must be comfy. If ruana comfy, ruana good. If ruana good, you’re missing out.

You wanted to experience that ruana. Out of all things. Sure one can argue it was just a ruana but it was your boyfriend’s ruana. It’s one of a kind, it was special.

You didn’t think you had the chance to try it on. Until one particularly hot day in Encanto. Try as the two of you may to get rid of the heat, you two practically felt like melting under the sun.

“Can your mamá make it snow or rain, ‘Milo? The heat.. it’s killing me..”

“You and me both..” He had rolled over, groaning in frustration as he had kicked the covers of his bed aside. Even the blankets were hot!

“I’m gonna go see if Tia Julieta has any ice or something refreshing to eat.” He stood up before he looked down at his ruana and sighed. “Even this is too hot.” He shrugged off his ruana, left only in his white button up long sleeves.

He threw it on the bed before leaving.

Target in sight. 🎯

You immediately took it in your hands, eyes wide as if you had the universe’s secrets in your hand. The ruana was soft and vibrant in color, it didn’t look like he had been wearing it for years like your own theories suggested. It had chameleons all over it as well as dark yellow stripes.

You were in awe.

And a smile appeared on your features.

It’s free real estate.

Was this what it felt to be blessed like the gods? Possibly.

You looked around, glancing at the door for a moment before you slowly put it on, looking at the many mirrors of your lover’s room.

Hey you looked pretty in it. Dare you say, yellow was your color.

Humming to yourself before you raised your arms up. “Seven foot frame..” You lurched over as if there were tiny animals running down your back. “Rats along his back, when he calls your name it all fades to black..” You sang your boyfriend’s lines.

You often heard him practicing these so that he could scare the little children as a prank of sorts.

“Jose..!” You exclaim, doing that little twirl he had whenever Camilo had shifted into someone.

“Really, mi vida?” Came your shapeshifter boyfriend’s snicker as you turn to him, and icy treat called cholao in one hand two slices of tres leches on the other.

He really didn’t expect to return to his significant other basically just copying him. And in his ruana too.

Though now that he looked at you closely in his ruana, the man was down bad

He was all red. The gears in his mind turning.

You + His clothes = adorable.

Camilo couldn’t lie. It did look really good on you. The ruana was a bit too big but that added more to your cuteness. He couldn’t help the smile on his features as he gushed about how adorable you were.

He let out a low whistle, back against the wall and a hand on his chest as if he was struck by cupid the moment he laid eyes on you in his clothing. “Ay mamacita, look at you.”

Man is hyped up. Oh lord you were gorjus. Gorrrrjus.

“Ay bonita, my beautiful, beautiful (Name), no matter what you do, even if it’s just taking a breath of air, I find myself falling for you more and more.”

If this man could have heart eyes, he would've had it already.

Utter simp.

He throws his closet doors open and grabs half of his closet.. which was all the same yellow ruana.

Which you had blinked at. This man had like fifty of the same ruana.

“It suits you. Here, take half. That way when we go out we can match.” He says as he dumps the clothes in your arms.

“I should get you a pair of my own pants, or my slippers too..”

He’s already had plans of coordinating both of your outfits.

“Yeah you aren’t allowed anywhere now without at least one of my clothes on you. That way you can look cute while people know you're already mine, mi vida.” He winks.

He'd insist you wear it for the duration of your stay there.

He'd pull you in his lap and kiss you all over, all the while murmuring and humming softly at how good you had looked.

As soon as you get home though he's throwing himself on his bed, squealing about how cute you looked.

"Oh dios, thank you for blessing me with them."

He tries to shift into you, of course with his clothes rather than your own.

One look in the mirror and he was jumping in glee, punching the air.

He quickly shifted back to himself, screeching as he couldn't take it anymore. He had you. All to himself.

Man, you gave him a chance.

Him! Of all people!

"Camilo, cállate la boca! Some of us are trying to sleep!" Comes Dolores' muffled and tired voice from the other room.

"Ay, Dolores, let me have this!" Camilo would whine.

Cue him hugging the ruana you had worn.

You had him giggling and kicking his legs and everything all night.

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you simp for camilo? nah that man simps for you. everyone simps for you.

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tinyyzz · 3 years

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Jealousy

NOTE: This was the WEIRDEST THING TO EVER WRITE. It’s weird because it’s about a real person and not a fictional character, but I’ve always wanted to write txt because there’s so little content of Kai. Anyways, this is obviously different, and I hope my fellow moas like this ٩(♡ε♡ )۶

Prompt: pretend like someone is staring at your partner | fluff

Pairing: Huening Kai x Reader

[10:45pm]—

As they always say, when you like someone, you always find their face in a crowd first.

This wasnt an exception to Kamal when he spotted you smiling brightly in the centre of the low spinning purple and blue lights of the party, holding a drink in the most gorgeous dress.

But then again you had always been gorjus (wink)

You had called him to bring you home, and instead of waiting for you outside, he went into the house to find you himself.

Smiling in excitement, he walks towards you smoothly with the advantage of his height towering over mostly everyone else, although, as he got closer, he sees that you were talking to an unfamiliar face, of course he didn’t mind, you had your own friends.

Though as he watches the both of you converse it gives a slight nudge to him when he notices the person staring at you

Am I overthinking it? He wonders, he could’ve just been someone that didn’t blink very often, he knew those people existed. It doesn’t mean I cant get closer though—

His thoughts abruptly stop when he sees the person’s hand brush your arm. It was brief, but somehow enough for him to walk through the crowd in a rush. He knew you were pretty enough for this to happen

“(y/n)” he said in the most enthusiastic voice that he could muster, he glances down at you quickly and catches your surprise.” Im sorry but someone said you were needed over there. Now.”

“O-okay?.” You stammer, flustered to see your boyfriend so suddenly, and what’s more tugging on your wrist, you nod and smile apologetically to your friend as you were dragged.” I’m sorry, I have to go.”

“Not a problem,” the friend nods, giving a small smile.” I’ll see you aro…”

But before you could even hear what he had wanted to say, you were dragged away by Kamal out of earshot. You were worried and slightly annoyed considering you weren’t given any context before being dragged away from a pleasant conversation, but at the same time wondering what had been so urgent that he had to take you away so hurriedly.

“Kamal what is wrong with— Oof.”

He had dragged you to a quiet corner of the room, and immediately enveloped you into a big hug. You staggered back a little over his towering weight, everything was happening so fast that it took you awhile to fully register that you were being hugged, reaching for his arms wrapped around your shoulders, you pat them quizzically.

“Kamal? What’s going on? Are you alright? Did something happen?”

In silence, he tightened his hug.

“Kama—“

“I just…” he muttered, how was he going to explain his intentions without sounding annoyingly possessive? What if you got mad?” I just…didn’t want you near him.”

A silence, and then a small chuckle erupted from you.

“Are you saying you were jealous of him?”

You pull away but he still looks down on the floor.

“Kamal…?”

“Yeah.” He cleared his throat, muttering sheepishly.” Yeah I was.”

You stare at him for a moment and squeeze his cheeks using your palms, holding his head up so he was looking at you, soft brown eyes gazed back at you confusedly. Slowly, you leaned in

…only to flick his forehead.

He lets out a sudden small “ack” as you let out a burst of laughter, he held the palm of his hand to his forehead, startled. “ Kai Kamal Huening, you look like a dejected puppy. What are you so guilty for?” You smile.

“I just…didn’t know what your reaction would be.” He mumbled.

“Just tell me next time you silly boy, you are so cute you know that?.” you said softly, placing a kiss on his cheek, he looked away, slightly flustered.

“Come on, lets go home,”

With that, you pull him towards the door using his wrist, and with a comforted smile, he follows happily.

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huhwhatyak · 3 years

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Hey, A3!i7Star here. Quick question, are you a big fan of Banri’s stage actor? If you are, I just saw a youtube clip of an stage production where all the cast are singing/rapping a new song for the upcoming live concert & saw the actor’s new haircut.

HELL YEAHH I AM!!! MIZUE KENTA IS SIMPLY GORJUS✨

ohoho are u talking about the new hypmic stage song? I don't really follow the series but I gotta admit the actors are really good

(also sidenote I couldn't stop smiling when I saw the video thumbnail because all the actors are like looking super serious, but makki's just there making the duckface with his pen it's so cute)

#for real tho mizue kenta is making me go into a bisexuality crisis i am so confused #ask

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johannstutt413 · 3 years

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(requested by mathmaticalknight; continuing a series)

“Ya know, I dunno why I thought she mighta been jokin’ ‘bout the tuxes.” Croissant was blushing brightly as she was getting her measurements taken.

Mostima shrugged. “I don’t ever plan on getting married, but one of us was bound to tie the knot sooner or later, and Texas needs to find an officiant who will sign two certificates for her discreetly before it’s even an option for her. Where are your hanger-ons, by the way?”

“With Angelina, doing the same thing we are.” The Lupo had a Pocky stick in her mouth like a cigar, taking it all in. “I wouldn’t marry Sora, though. Exu maybe, but not Sora. She’s a good girl, but the whole ‘idol worship’ is a bit much.”

“She’d really want you to praise her that much?” The Sarkaz smirked.

Texas rolled her eyes. “Funny.”

“If any’n’s worshippin’ any’n, it ain’t Tex.” The Forte chuckled, but had to stop when the tape measure came ‘round again. “Hey, how tight this need ta be? Least gimme a lil’ room ta breathe ‘ere.”

“Don’t question my judgment, ‘less you wan’a punishment. I been wearin’ this look a lot longer than you.” Emperor bit back, making the last few notes he needed.

The three shared a glance. “You wear T-shirts over your feathers, though,” Mostima observed.

“Well, yeah, cuz’ I like the style,” he replied, “but if ya ever see me rockin’ my birthday suit, you’d know I’m just as fuckin’ classy. Got killer shoes to boot.”

“What, yer feet?” Croissant glanced down at the penguin’s openly-visible legs.

He nodded. “Damn straight. The boys will have your suit to ya within a couple days; when’s the big shindig, anyways?”

“Uh...I dunno.” The Forte shrugged. “We’re gonna sign the papers a week from now, but we don’t have money for a ceremony.”

“Well, then, imma have to do it myself.” Emperor opened his notes again and walked away, pen scribbling faster than before.

Texas shook her head. “That’s how you know you’re the Boss’s favorite, Cross.”

“Aw, shucks, I didn’ wan’im to pay fer it.” She sighed. “I’m gonna be payin’im back ferever at this rate.”

“Could be worse - if he died before forever came along, the debt would probably go right back to the company.” And with that, the Sankta left, the other two not too far behind, to meet Bison in the lobby.

Meanwhile, Magallan was moving at a more leisurely pace, listening to Angie recount the proposal story. “That sounds exactly like I imagined. Empy’s was a lot more ostentatious, but I had no idea what was coming, either. WIth him, he could’ve been holding an impromptu concert.”

“That’s the Emperor, alright.” Exusiai sighed. “I can’t imagine what it’d be like to go through something like this. Can you, Sora?”

“Hmm?” The ‘Lupo’ had been doing just that, actually.

Angelina smiled. “Oh, I think she can. I’ve had that look on my face for the past week now...It’s too bad we can’t afford to have a ceremony, though.”

“You can’t?” The Liberi measuring her stopped. “Oh, dear, why didn’t you tell me? I’m sure Empy and I can help you with that; consider it our wedding gift to you both.”

“You’d really do that? But they’re so expensive...” Her fiance’s sense for money was rubbing off on her.

Magallan chirped merrily. “Oh, it’s no big deal; we’re making so much, it’s a drop in the bucket. How does three weeks from today sound?”

“Oh, Magallan, I can’t just blindly agree without talking to my Croissantwich first...buuut that’ll probably be okay.” The Vulpo was about to explode from happiness; luckily, they were done with measurements at this point (because of Liberi efficiency), so she was free to detonate with glee as she burst out of the dressing room. “Croissaaaaaant!”

“Angie?!” The Forte heard her and turned around in time to be slammed by a full-speed makeout machine which managed through sheer enthusiasm to knock her to the floor.

Texas nodded as the other two followed out. “Ceremony?”

“Ceremony,” Exusiai confirmed. “Emp and Maggie paying for the whole thing?”

“That’s what he said...Wonder if he’ll pay for ours.”

Two Penguin Logistics members turned bright red as Bison and Mostima had an intense but muted conversation off to the side...Yep, just another day in Penguin Logistics.

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“Wow. They really did pull out all the stops, didn’t they?” The Doctor and Amiya took back their IDs from the door guard as they walked into the auditorium that’d been taken over. “It’ll be hard to match for ours.”

“Doctor darling, we probably shouldn’t compete with the Emperor like that. He doesn’t like to back down from a fight.” Besides, why would she need a grand ceremony? Just her and the Doctor at the altar, Kal’tsit as the Maid of Honor, Savage and Blaze as bridesmaids-

There was a tap on her shoulder as her date gestured to the seating. “I wonder if they expect to fill the place tonight.”

“Everyone’s sitting so close to the front, it’s hard to tell.” The Cautus shrugged. “Let’s sit back here. It’s a bit crowded there...So many emotions at once might overload me.”

“As you wish~ Oh, they’re about to start, I think. One question: why is Texas on the other side and wearing a suit? And why isn’t Emperor, even though Lappland is in one?”

Amiya shrugged. “Hard to say, Doctor. How did Lappland get to be a groomsman when Bison is- Oh! He’s the officiant.”

“When did he get that certifi-” He stopped as soon as Bison began to read.

“Friends, colleagues, and esteemed leaders of Rhodes Island,” the Forte began. “While I stand before you today acting in a merely ceremonial capacity in this celebration, I cannot begin to tell you how exciting a day this is not just for us at Penguin Logistics, but for Rhodes Island as a whole. Never have I seen a pair more in love than the two who come here today to declare their union in holy matrimony. Will the groom please come forward?”

From a door off to their right, there was a bit of a ruckus, followed by Croissant stepping through with a sheepish smile on her face as Emperor walked her to the altar before taking a front-row seat. Evidently, she’d knocked over a coat rack or something as she’d approached the door, but that wasn’t what grabbed people’s attention.

The Doctor squeezed Amiya’s hand. “Our Croissant is a rather handsome woman, isn’t she?”

“Oh, hush, dear.” She lightly slapped his hand, which was resting atop hers on the chair arm between them. “I think she looks lovely.”

“That’s what I meant, darling, just in a masculine sense. The style matches her perfectly, and the tailoring is also impeccable, honestly.”

She gave him a look. “Have you been studying this sort of thing?”

“It’s important to have a broad knowledge base.” He smiled as the Forte stepped up to the altar, clearly noticed she’d missed her mark, and shuffled a little to get into place. “Oh, Cross...”

“Uh...thank y’all for comin’. Wudn’t sure how many people’d wanna come when we’d already tied the knot on our own, but uh...It means a lot ta both of us, I know. Uh...” She probably had more, but she choked up with tears in her eyes in the face of Rhodes Island’s full support on display. “Th-thank y’all so much...”

As Texas patted her on the shoulder, Bison continued. “Is the bride ready?”

“As ready as she’ll ever be,” Mostima muttered as the opposite door opened to reveal a procession: Greyy with a pair of rings displayed on a pillow walking with Gummy, who was sprinkling the floor behind them with flowers. Behind them, Magallan was arm-in-arm with Angelina, who was wearing a suit of her own.

“Oh my God,” Amiya gasped in wonder. “Doctor-”

He nodded, squeezing her hand. “I see her, too, dear.”

“Hot damn,” Emperor audibly muttered, catching the attendees off-guard and eliciting more than a few laughs.

“Thank you, Emperor.” Angie smiled at him before turning to the crowd as Maggie took a seat. “My parents aren’t here, and I doubt they’d have agreed to attend if I’d told them, but Penguin Logistics is more like my family than anyone. The other day, I finally married into it, and...I just wanna say, to everyone from Rhodes Island who was able to make it, and the folks who had work to do, I appreciate everything you’ve all done for Cross and me since I got here. Even if this probably isn’t what any of you saw coming...Bison?”

He smiled. “Greyy, if you would?” The Perro held out the pillow for the couple to each take a ring. “Excellent. Now, as I wasn’t able to be fully ordained in time for this ceremony, I can’t lead the two in a recital of their vows, but they asked to be able to each say something here today. Angelina, if you will?”

“I think my wifesband should go first,” she teased, grinning at the blush that turn of phrase created.

“Well, ya only get ta do this right once, huh...” The Forte wiped at her eye. “Hoo boy. I was there the night Angie realized her feelin’s fer me, but I’ll a’mit, e’er since the firs’ day I saw ‘er, I ‘ad a pretty good ide-er just ‘ow wun’erful she is. Ain’t a lotta girls in’a world that got both a good ‘ead on ‘er shoulders and a warm ‘eart like she got, but ‘at ain’t e’ry’in ta love ‘bout ‘er either. Not sure if she ‘members this, but first time we met was back when she aksidelly went’n PL lookin’ fer the Doctor. Nothin’ like ‘avin’ some’n so gorjus tell ya ‘Sorry, was lookin’ fer some’n else,’ ya know?”

A bit of laughter from the crowd before she continued. “I reckon I ‘ad the last laugh there, tho’, cuz’ guess ‘oo gets to call ‘erself Mrs. Ajimu now...Angelface, we were friends long ‘fore I thought we ‘ad a chance at bein’ lovers, so you know when I say I’ve seen ya at yer best and yer worst, I ain’t tryin’a diss ya. There ain’t a nuther person in ‘is room as lucky as me t’day, ‘cuz the love of my life loves meh back...Ya prolly shud stop meh, else I’ll just keep ram’lin’.”

“That’s alright; even if these folks have other places to be, I’d listen to every word. You know, darling, if it was a nightmare that inspired you to propose to me when you did, I have to wonder what happens when you have a good dream, but I think I’ve been living in one since the day we had our first date. Between movie nights with the company and waking up to your smile in the mornings, it’s like living in one of the cheesy teen novels I loved reading after floating up to one of my usual spots. Loving you is a flashback and a memory and a dream and a reality all rolled up in knowing that, whatever happens - arguments, deployments that separate us, maybe even one of us getting hurt - there’s nothing in the world that’ll stop me from needing you, wanting you, standing by your side...Meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me...” Having said her piece, tears in her eyes, Angie reached out and slid her ring on Cross’s finger, who did the same in turn.

“I think I’m gonna cry,” the Doctor whispered to his date, who already was. “G-good call on the back sea--” And there went the water works.

Across most of the auditorium, actually, save for those physically incapable, and Bison, who soldiered on regardless. “That said, before we get to the festivities provided by Emperor and Magallan for the evening, it’s my duty to ask: if anyone here has any objection to this union - not that it will matter from a legal standpoint - speak now or forever hold your peace...Good, because I’d punch you myself if you did. Then, by the power invested in me by Rhodes Island and subsidiary company Penguin Logistics-”

“When did that happen?” Amiya asked in a hushed voice. “I thought we were just partners with them?”

“Closure and Emperor came to some kind of understanding. I wasn’t there for the process, I just signed the agreement.”

“-I now announce you to the world as Mrs. and Mrs. Ajimu. You may now kiss your bride.”

You didn’t have to ask them twice.

The celebration afterwards was wild as hell. Emperor had an impromptu concert (as expected); Bison proposed to Mostima, who actually agreed before falling apart in a spectacular show of emotion Exusiai had thought was impossible for her; the Doctor and Amiya tore up the dance competition that broke out, but narrowly lost to Croissantwich and Angelface in the karaoke contest afterwards; Lappland admitted that she wasn’t actually in love with Texas but trying to rile her up into a duel so she could get to Exusiai the entire time, which actually got the Texas family’s most composed to go full Mafia Samurai on her ass as the Sankta and the idol looked on in a mix of horror and “omg I knew it;” and through it all, drink was had, and merry was made.

Terra was a difficult place to live in. Poverty, inequality, terror, bloodshed, fear, hatred, jealousy - they’re no less potent or prominent on its surface than any other world’s, a product of the inevitable confluence of humanity’s imperfections magnified across a barely-numerable and broadly-scattered population. With all that said, though, there was much to live for, and as Angelina and Croissant made it home and threw themselves out of their clothes for the ‘real’ celebration of the evening, none of that mattered. Tomorrow would come, or it wouldn’t, but that night was theirs in a way no other would be...

#arknights #arknights fic #croissant (arknights)#angelina (arknights)#emperor (arknights)#magallan (arknights)#texas (arknights)#sora (arknights)#exusiai (arknights)#bison (arknights)#mostima (arknights)#amiya (arknights)#how is it that writing this was faster than the last two...#i love this pair #and i wish them all the best #tbh no idea where this would go from here #but then again it's like that with most fics that people ask me to continue somehow #but uh...yeah #'ave a good'n

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