*ੈ✩‧₊˚ IN WHICH: Camilo finds his best friend flirting with a new boy in the village and he feels this unknown angered emotion.
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˚ · . camilo madrigal x fem!reader.
“Camilo, hijo! Could you please go to the market and get your tía some harina for the arepas?” Pepa told the bored curly haired boy. Camilo got up immediately and nodded. “Of course mami” He grinned and walked out of Casita. Pepa smiled at her son and went on with cleaning the house with Isabela helping.
As Camilo walked out of Casitas front door, he thought he could pass by at Y/n’s place to ask her if she wanted to hang out later if she didn’t have any chores to get done.
As he walked to the market he noticed Y/n next to the water fountain but.. she wasn’t alone, she was laughing with this light brown hair, dark eyed, tall boy who he has never seen around the village of encanto.
His brows furrowed at the scene he was staring at. She looked so delighted to be with that other boy. He doesn’t remember her having that giant grin on her face when talking with Camilo.
Camilo just frowned and walked to the market. After the 5 minutes of him asking the workers which flour was the one for arepas he finally got the one he needed and walked out of the small local shop, getting ready to walk up to his ‘best friend’ who he secretly had feelings for.
As he got closer to the pair he took a deep breath in. “Hey Y/n!” he greeted behind her, wrapping his arms around the girl like she was some type of treasure. Y/n’s eyes widened as she blushed, he has never touched her like this.
“Uhm hi cami” She chucked nervously while the new boy looked at them in confusion. She moved herself out of Camilos grasp and spoke. “Uhm Daniel, this is Camilo, my friend and Camilo, this is Daniel! He’s new to the village and we’re the same age!” Y/n spoke happily, not noticing the way they both glanced at each other with burning hatred.
“Well, hello Daniel. Welcome to encanto” Camilo forced a smile and put his hand out but the boy looked at him in disgust. “Uh yeah, thanks.. anyway señorita linda here and I are going to.. go” Daniel said and grabbed Y/n’s wrist harshly making her yelp a loud “Ow!”
Camilo frowned and grabbed Y/n’s other hand. “Actually, mi amor and I were going to hang out today so you should get going” He said, his tone of voice annoyed and angered.
Daniel rolled his eyes. “Well maybe you should hang out later, i didn’t get to know her so well” He responded and yanked Y/n causing her to yell as she fell onto the boys chest.
“What is your problem?” Camilo said madly and grabbed the h/c girl gently. “No, what is both of your guys’ problems?! Why are you two even fighting in the first place?!” Y/n yelled with glossy eyes. Camilo knew she always teared up when getting mad.
“Whatever, leave my girlfriend alone.” Camilo blurted out just to get the boy angry. “Cmon mi vida” He said softly, grabbing the surprised blushing girl and walking away with a smirk on his face.
Y/n felt her face burning hot with the fact that he just called her his girlfriend. When they arrived at casita, she sat on Camilos bed and smirked. “Girlfriend, huh?” She teased causing the hazel eyed boy to groan in embarrassment and cover his face.
“Shut it” He mumbled, his hands still covering his pink face.
couldnt decide between green or brown eyes for carlos,, but him 😭💖
Hey, I have another request/ idea for a Camilo x fem reader. What if the reader has EXTREMELY long hair? Kinda like jinx from arcane. Like it’s braided like hers but when the braids are undone, I’ll be like twice as long. I don’t know, do whatever you want with this and I hope you like the idea ^^ <3
Request: Hey, I have another request/ idea for a Camilo x fem reader. What if the reader has EXTREMELY long hair? Kinda like jinx from arcane. Like it’s braided like hers but when the braids are undone, I’ll be like twice as long. I don’t know, do whatever you want with this and I hope you like the idea ^^ <3
𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: None, cuteness, I would warm that Camilo might be slightly out of character but my boy has six minutes of screen time, not much to go off really
Paring : Camilo Madrigal x F!reader
𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 : Camilo really wants to see your long hair
I do not know any Spanish so I did use a lot of google translate, so if there's any mistake I apologize, just let me know ill fix it asap
Camilo always loved your hair. Whether it was how the brown had tinges of gold running through it or the fact you tied the bottom of your braids with blue and yellow lace or the one that most people noticed, how your hair was mere inches from dragging on the ground. He wanted to ask you to take it out, he wanted to see all your hair as it curled, he wanted to see how long it really was. He never asked though, he thought it would be too weird.
So Camilo sufficed for imaging what it looked like as you both sat on his bed in boredom. You guys wanted to go about town, maybe even explore the edges of Encanto, but god it was so hot outside. Camilo thanked the stars his room was cool, but he still tossed his ruana to the side, sitting in just his white buttoned shirt.
You let out an overly dramatic sigh catching Camilo's attention. You were twisting the overgrown hair of your fringe, having an inner debate with yourself. "Wanna help me with something?" You asked, meeting Camilo's eyes.
"Yeah," Camilo said putting his guitar he was lazily strumming, just off to the side to lean in his bed. "I'm so bored I think ill do anything." You laughed pushing yourself off the bed to sit on Camilo's floor, resting between his legs.
"Can you help me take my hair out?" You asked leaning your head back to look up at Camilo, who bent his head to lean over to meet your gaze. "It's getting to frizzled, and I wanna put some string through it thins time."
Camilo nodded taking a hold of the left braid, slowly undoing the tie. "You know, I've never seen you with your hair down," Camilo said matter of factly. You turned around to face him with a confused look.
"Really? I swear you have," You spoke suspiciously. Camilo shook his head, taking the tie from you so he could put them on his bedside table. "Why haven't you asked to see my hair then?"
"I thought it would be weird," Camilo stated honestly, gently raking his finger through your braid, slowly letting it fall free. "Hey Y/N, you look great and all, but take your hair out," Camilo spoke in a weird voice making you laugh. Camilo laughed softly as well, making sure not to tare your hair.
You raked your fingers through your hair faster than Camilo did and with the combined effort, your hair was free in a matter of minutes. You stood up, shaking your head, letting your wavy hair fall over your shoulders and drag a few inches along the floor.
Camilo smiled looking at you brush your hair with your fingers. "So? What do you think?" You asked suspiciously, eyeing Camilo who took a pile of your hair to play with.
"I think you just more perfect, perfect-erre," Camilo declared stumbling on the last word. You laughed lightly hopping into bed beside Camilo, your hair flying everywhere.
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mi vida, mi sol, mi luna
camilo madrigal x fem!reader
summary: after a year without seeing each other, camilo and y/n reunite only to realize they’ve fallen in love. camilo attempts to write a letter to confess his feelings, but it fails… in a good way.
notes: pure fluff lmao, 18+ dni
song: good-old fashioned lover boy by queen
It was always Camilo and Y/N. It was never just Camilo, or just Y/N; it was always Camilo and Y/N. It has always been Camilo and Y/N, and it always will be Camilo and Y/N. At least, thats what’s everyone had assumed.
Seeing as your mother had been best friends with the triplets, you and Camilo were attached by the hip the moment you two were born. Camilo was only two hours older than you, making you both born on the same day and therefore attached for the rest of your lives. You were there when Camilo had gotten his gift, and Camilo was there when you had to help your family’s business. You were the definition of best friends, nothing more and nothing less. So it was a given for people to assume it would always be Camilo and Y/N, from life til death. You were eachother’s lifelines. Sus vidas.
Until news came about that your family would be leaving town for a year due to business purposes. Camilo did everything he could to have you stay: he proposed for your parents to leave you at casita, he asked to come with you, but nothing worked. You were leaving for a year and that was final.
So for the first time in 15 years, “Camilo and Y/N” became just “Camilo”.
No longer did townspeople see you and Camilo bringing a smile to faces with their tricks. No longer did they see Camilo stealing seconds and you scolding himshortly afterwards. No longer did they see you getting tackled by a blur of yellow around every corner. They only saw Camilo joking with children but never having the smile reach his eyes. They only saw Camilo taking another serving, but never as much arepas was seen towered on his plate as before. They only saw Camilo chatting with his siblings and cousins, but not quite hugging them the way he hugged you.
It stayed that way for a year. Days passed as Camilo waited for his best friend to come back. A calendar adorned the wall above his bed, and marking it was the first thing he did every morning. In the back pocket of his pants, there was a picture Mirabel had taken of you and Camilo on your 15th birthday, just a week before you left. You two stood at the front of casita, a banner above you announcing “¡Feliz Cumpleanos!”. Camilo’s right arm slung around your shoulder and your left hand touseled his curly hair. Both of you had tossed confetti into the other’s face the moment the photo was taken. Your faces both permanently etched with laugher and euphoria in the photo.
On the 6th of december, Camilo woke up to one of Pepa’s sunny days despite it being winter. He grabbed a marker from his nightstand and reached over to his calendar. Only 25 days until he would be reunited with his best friend.
The shapeshifter then pulled on a rauna over his collared shirt and dark pants, and slid down casita’s stairs for breakfast. If he was lucky, he would be early and could steal a couple extra arepas. He quickly ran over to where his Tia Julieta kept the breakfast servings and shifted into Dolores before stacking arepas onto his plate.
“Dolores!” Camilo heard someone shout. He looked up slowly, still in the form of Dolores. It was Mirabel.
“Hey! So I was walking around town and Mariano came up to me and wanted me to ask you if…”
Mirabel continued to drone on about whatever it was Mariano had told her to ask Dolores. Camilo continued to stack arepas, nodding his head and staring at Mirabel to make her think it was Dolores who was listening.
“He said his schedule is pretty flexible, and he was thinking around afternoon he could take you to-”
“Mirabel? Dolores?” a voice inutrrupted mirabel’s speech.
Mirabel turned around at the new voice whilst Camilo didn’t bother. However the voice was extremely familiar, like he’d heard it many times before but hadn’t heard it in a while-
“Y/N?” Mirabel turned around, thus grabbing Camilo’s full attention.
When Camilo looked up, he began to cough uncontrollably. He lost his form as Dolores, shifted into Mirabel for a split second, then into you. He froze once he was back into himself.
You stood a few feet behind Mirabel, exactly like how you were in the picture in his back pocket. Apart from the fact your features had toned slightly in the time you had been gone. You looked older, more mature. More… pretty.
Never once had Camilo thought of his best friend as anything more than such. You were pretty, but he didn’t pay much attention to it until now. Because now, there was something about the way your smile complimented all your features that made his heart beat faster.
“Camilo!” you yelled, breaking the silence spent in staring. Tears brimmed your eyes, as you began to run towards your best friend with arms ready to pull him in a hug. Camilo did the same, nearly knocking over his Tia Julieta’s display of food in his rush to meet your embrace.
You pressed yourself against Camilo’s body, wrapping your arms around his neck so tight as though you felt he might disappear. Camilo snaked his arms around your torso, tightening around your waist and hoisting you up in the air. He spun you around with the purest grin Mirabel had seen since you left. He put you back down as you took each other in another embrace.
They were back. No more just “Camilo” or just “Y/N”, they were back to “Camilo and Y/N”. Exactly how it was always supposed to be.
Once you both finally seemed to process you were finally in each others presence after so long, Camilo pulled away and pressed your foreheads together.
Especially now, Camilo could see the subtle changes adjacent on your face. Your hair framed your face structure, which was more defined now. There was a rose in your cheeks that accompanied the softness of your cheekbones. Your eyes simultaneously met his, causing his heart to quicken. Were friends supposed to make eachother feel this way?
You were wondering the same thing, because you swore Camilo had never looked this good before you left. You had assumed he would change over the year, but you definitely weren’t expecting him to change so much to the point where he was making your heart race significantly faster than it ever had before. His curly hair looked breathtaking in the morning sunlight, which was highlighting the extra freckles on his soft cheekbones. His lips were tinted with a blissed smile.
“I missed you, mi vida,” Camilo muttered lightly, so only you could hear it. ever since the two of you could speak, you had been calling eachother “mi vida”. It was fitting, since you were essentially eachothers lifelines.
Your lips pulled into a smile at the use of the nickname.
“I’ve missed you too, mi vida.”
˗ ˏ ˋ timeskipˎˊ ˗
Of course, you and Camilo had spent the next month together. You roamed the streets similar to how you used to so long ago, and it felt like there really hadn’t been a year that separated the two of you.
But Camilo would be lying if he said there was nothing completely different from a year ago. Because a year ago, never in his life had you made him so nervous or looked this pretty before. When his fingers brushed against yours, it would result in a stuttering of words. The hugs shared between you suddenly felt too intimate for being just friends. Being too close allowed him to see the matching pink tinting both your cheeks.
To put it simply: Camilo Madrigal had a crush on you.
Yet saying anything about this newfound crush terrified Camilo. You were his best friend, and saying anything romantic could ruin the friendship you two had been building for 15 years. Let alone the fact you could reject him, and then the friendship would beyond any doubt be ruined.
Nevertheless, no matter how hard Camilo had tried to convince himself, he knew that he couldn’t push those feelings aside. He liked you, and that was a secret he couldn’t keep. Who was he supposed to talk to about how gorgeous you looked when a smile settled your lips? How long could he continue fighting the urge to lace your fingers with his? And as much as it surprised him to think about it: how long could he resist not kissing you?
Hence, after dinner, Camilo had left you to watch Bruno’s rat telenovelas with Antonio so he could contemplate how to deal with his newfound feelings with Mirabel, Dolores, Luisa, and Isabela. Camilo was sprawled on the couch, tapping his fingers on the cushion anxiously. Mirabel was sewing on the coffee table, Isabela was sitting on a flowery swing, Dolores sat beside her brother, and Lusia was using casita’s moving tiles to workout.
“Theoretically, if I were to suddenly like a good friend of mine, how could I tell her I like her without ruining the friendship?” Camilo asked.
“Is this about Y/N?” Dolores queried.
In response, Camilo went red and quickened the rhythm in which his fingers were tapping. It took all his energy to not shift into you in surprise. “You’re telling me it’s that obvious?”
“Dios mio, primo! Have you seen how red you are whenever she hugs you, or how you’ve been stumbling on your words all the time?” Isabela teased. “Of course que es obvio.”
“Cállate, Isa!” Camilo hissed, however not too loud as to not harm Dolores. “Just answer the question.”
“Why don’t you just tell her you like her?” Luisa suggested between sprints.
“Yeah, I mean have you seen how she reacts when you smile at her?” Isabela agreed.
Mirabel snickers, and pushes some fabric aside to shift her attention to Camilo. “If you’re that much of a coward you could write her a love letter. Make it anonymous so in the 1% probability in which she doesn’t like you back, it doesn’t ruin anything.”
Camilo thought about it for a moment. A love letter would work perfectly; he could confess anything and nothing could go wrong because you wouldn’t know it was him.
“Eres brilliante, Mira!” Camilo shot up from the couch and hugged Mirabel far too tightly. “Los amo chicas!”
Camilo basically bolted up the stairs and into his room, pulling out a pen and a clean sheet of paper. He took in a sharp breath and sat at his desk, poising his pen and beginning to write. He was at it for an hour and was on his tenth piece of paper when he finally composed something that felt right. Camilo reread his letter over and over again, slightly creasing the edge of the paper where his hands held it. Before sending it, he paused in front of his door and read it out loud.
Everywhere we go, I make it my goal to make you happy- to make you laugh. After every joke I make, I hope my eyes will fall on your laughing figure, buzzing with excitement. As I hear the music that is your laughter, your hair bounces and lines crease beneath your eyes. If i’m lucky our eyes will meet and tigger the cage of butterflies that is my stomach.
I hope one day to muster enough courage to admit, “tu es eres la chica más bonita que existe.” And hopefully that will cause you to smile, because all I really want is for whatever I do you make you happy.
Tu admirador secreto.”
He smiled at the paper before folding it into an envelope and pressing a light kiss to the seal, unbeknownst to the evesdroppers in casita’s living room
“He says, ‘tu eres la chica mas bonita que existe’,” Dolores squeaked with a small smile and wide eyes. The letter reminded her of the poems Mariano would often write her.
Luisa, Isabel, and Mirabel erupt into a fit of teasing giggles, poking fun at Camilo.
“He’s head over heels, dios mio!” Isabela tumbled over with laughter.
Simultaneously, somewhere above Dolores hears the tapping of footsteps and the opening of doors. Bruno’s telenovela paused as Camilo stepped in and said, “Y/N, Dolores told me tu madre said you should go back home. It’s late.”
“Tranquilo!” Dolores hushed her cousins. “Cami is taking her home now.”
˗ ˏ ˋ timeskipˎˊ ˗
“Dios mio, it’s so cold outside!” you shivered, rubbing your hands against your arms. You and Camilo were about halfway to your house. The sun was already beginning to chase the moon above.
Camilo glanced at you before shrugging off his rauna and handing it to you.
“Since you’re so cold, wear this.”
You stood there still for a moment, taking in the sight of Camilo without his rauna. The last time he had taken it off in front of you was when you were both five, and never since then. His collared shirt was uniorned and slightly unbuttoned, as per usual. The sleeves were cuffed to his forearm. You’d be lying if you said you couldn’t feel the blood rising to your cheeks. Why did your best friend have to look so good all of a sudden?
“Y/N?” Camilo waved the rauna in front of your face. “Mi vida? Do you want the rauna or no?”
“Lo siento,” you shook your head while taking the rauna. You pulled it over your neck and draped it over your exposed arms. “Gracias, mi vida.”
Now it was Camilo’s turn to be awestruck. Over the past month, he became head over heels for you, and seeing you in his rauna was adding fuel to the fire. You were looking off into the distance as you began to ramble about Bruno’s telenovela, allowing him to take the time to watch the way your brow scrunched and your hands acted out imaginary aspects to the story. He could watch you do this all day if he could.
At the end of your story, Camilo had realized you’d already arrived at your house. Instead of letting him leave, you led Camilo up to the portion of roof that sat under your bedroom window so you could sit and watch the sun pursue the moon It was a gorgeous sunset, and Camilo had a feeling he knew why there wasn’t a single cloud in sight.
Camilo watched as you stared at the view. He almost started shapeshifting right then and there, due to how perfect you looked under the sunset and with his rauna on. The euphoria he felt in that moment alone rivaled all of Pepa’s sunny days combined. His eyes scanned your figure and landed on a yellow flower strangled in your hair, matching Camilo’s rauna. It must’ve gotten stuck there while you climbed the walls of your house, as Isabela had grown flowers all over the town’s houses just yesterday.
“What are you staring at, mi vida?” you glance at Camilo and stifle a giggle.
“You have something in your hair… do you want me to get it out?”
“Oh!” you patted your hair self consciously and nodded. “Sure.” Thank god the sky was pink, for if it wasn’t, your blush would be much more visible than it already was.
Camilo pulled his hand out of his pants pocket to reach for the flower, but in doing so, an envelope fell out of the pocket and between you and him.
No, no, no, no, NO-
Camilo shifted into Pepa, Mirabel, Isabela, then you in a panic. He jumped for the letter; however it was too late, because you had already picked up the envelope and begun to examine it.
“What’s this, ‘Milo?” you tilted your head slightly. “It has my name on it?”
Camilo was just about to reach out to grab the envelope and prevent you from seeing the contents of the envelope, but he stopped himself.
“You know what? You should open it. I’ve actually been meaning to give it to you.”
You gave him another smile before gently ripping the envelope and unfolding the letter inside. Camilo gave you a couple minutes to read it, watching as your smile widened.
But when you looked up, Camilo saw tears accompanying your smile.
“Y/N? Mi vida?” Camilo scanned your body, fingers hesitant on touching you incase you didn’t want him to. He mumbled a curse beneath his breath. “Did I do something wrong? Lo siento, do you not want-”
“‘Milo,” you let out a small laugh and guide his hands to cup your face. “This is beautiful. And I’m glad you feel this way, because I do too.”
Camilo let out a breathy sigh of relief. “Really?”
You nod while Camilo uses his thumb to wipe your tears. When there’s not a single trace of shed tears, Camilo leans forward and presses your forehead against his.
“Tu eres la chico mas hermoso que existe,” you said with the shadow of a smile.
Camilo snickered, leaning forward slightly. You watch as his green eyes trace your lips. You nod a wordless yes, allowing Camilo to press a chaste kiss to your lips. The feeling makes you giddy; you to let out a light laugh.
Camilo pulls back openmouthed, processing the fact he just kissed his best friend and it was the best damn kiss he’d ever had.
You start to quickly press delicate kisses to his freckles. The boy laughs as the blush on his cheeks flourishes. After you finish giving kisses to his face, you return to the position of leaning your foreheads against each other.
“Te amo, mi luna,” Camilo whispers.
“Mi luna?” you question, cocking your head.
“Well the sun can’t live without the moon, can it? Eres la luna a mi sol, Y/N; I can’t live without you.”
“Te amo tambien, mi sol,” you shift to lean your head against Camilo’s shoulder. A contented sigh left your smiling lips as you shut your eyes.
A couple minutes pass. Camilo tapped your shoulder and watched as you stirred awake.
“You should probably go home, mi luna.”
“I’m already home, mi sol. Home is with you.”
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Hi can I request a Camilo x reader where. The reader can shrink and grow and one day the reader is having a tough day and gets upset and shrinks to tiny height. And Camilo has to calm her down and he kinda let’s her hang in a dollhouse. Thank you
Parings: Camilo Madrigal x GN Reader
Synopsis: You can shrink and grow and you can control it but sometimes it just happens based on your mood so Camilo's there to help you
Other info: Reader is Brown-skinned
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Let's get one thing straight, you and camilo are not related whatsoever and you do not have the same DNA, you don't really know how you got a gift but what you do know is that you got one about at the age of seven and even your parents don't know how you got it though, you could admit that it was pretty cool to have powers even if most people thought you were related to your boyfriend because of it.
Your power isn't that cool but it's still cool, you can shrink and grow at will but if your emotions get too out of control then your power will get out of control too and that's when camilo comes in to find some sort of way to help you like the gentleman he is and the gentleman he was raised to be.
Camilo also loves your power because it's a bit similar to his as you both can shape-shift and he sometimes refers to you as a shrew or a cuttlefish because those animals can shift and grow and at one point, he had his mom make you a (poncho/dress) that had a shrew on it and you thought it was cute so you wore it.
So far, your day had been horrible. You had to babysit two toddlers that were troublemakers and were pulling on your hair anytime they got the chance, you fell into a lake and had to go home to change, had millions of chores to do, and to top it off, you had spilled a plate of food all over clothes that you had just changed into making you livid.
You felt like you were going to explode with anger as you walked with camilo who you had just found in town "Mi amor, calm down..your powers are gonna get outta control." Camilo said as he tried to calm you down, you didn't respond but you just grunted as you two started to walk into a field of grass "I can't!" You whined as you sat down angrily on the green grass, camilo sat down next to you and put his hand on your shoulder "But you gotta, or you're gonna start shifting again." Camilo said as he rubbed your back and you grunted in response, you knew that what he said was true but you didn't really care.
You then shrunk to the size of a mouse making both you and camilo a bit shocked but not surprised "Told you~" Camilo teased as he picked you up and you had a pout on your face as you folded your arms "I know, I know!" You yelled in your tiny high-pitched voice and camilo laughed at it "Heh, let's get you calmed down." He said as he brought his finger to your face and pet it making you a bit flustered but you didn't shift back so it wasn't really working.
Camilo sighed then thought about something which would've made a light bulb appear over his head if this was a cartoon, you saw the grin on his face appear and you tilted your head as your eyebrow raised, you knew that smile all too well and you knew that something awful was about to come.
~A few minutes later~
You and camilo were now in casita and were in his room, totally normal right? The only un-normal thing was that you were now in Dolores's old dollhouse sitting in the living room as camilo sat in front of the dollhouse on his floor "Cami, If I grow and break this house then it's your fault." You said as you glared at him with your (e/c) eyes making him swoon over you "Aww! You're so cute!" He said as he brought his finger towards your face to pet it again like last time like you were a little mouse and you were kinda the size of one so you kinda were like one.
You felt your face heat up though you didn't turn red due to your brown skin, you then grew up to your normal size breaking the small dollhouse in the process making both of you directly look at the house as soon as you stood up off it "Oh shit." You and camilo whispered in sync as dolores really loved that dollhouse since it was one of her favorite toys since she was five.
There wasn't any hiding it though as dolores probably already heard you and the dollhouse breaking "Well..at least you're not small anymore.." Camilo said awkwardly chuckling as he rubbed the back of his neck "Yeah..this one's all on you.." You said slowly backing away to the door as it was Camilo's idea to put you in the dollhouse and camilo reached out towards you "Amor! Don't leave me to do this by myself!" He yelled as he stood up but you were already halfway out the door.
You looked at camilo awkwardly "Sorry!" You yelled as you closed the door and started to run because camilo would've probably come after you to try and drag you back so you two could take the blame together.
You loved your boyfriend so much but he'd have to deal with this on his own.
okay camilo with an s/o with a contagious laugh thank u 😤❤
camilo with gen!reader having a contagious laugh would include...
So you and Camilo had been dating for a while (around 5 months)
But you had only been to a Madrigal dinner like once when he first introduced you to the family.
Now would be the second time you were going to have dinner with la familia Madrigal and you were a nervous wreck
Although you knew them from the town and - occasionally - helped them out with chores, you still didn't know them
Especially Alma Madrigal
Oh boy did she scare you shitless
When the two of you arrived he sat you down next to him and his older sister right in the middle of the table
Opposite of Isabela
No offence to her, she was gorgeous and you were sure she was so sweet and nice
Didn't mean she didn't scare you as she stared you down
You awkwardly laughed and looked to the side, squeezing Camilo's hand lightly (a habit you had actually picked up from him when he was nervous)
To your luck, Julieta and Mirabel placed the food on the table and the dinner had finally begun
Camilo grabbed you a big portion and (obviously) an even bigger portion for himself
Small talk and chatter filled the room for a good 20 minutes in during eating
You didn't really join in, only replying to questions asked towards you and making small comments about how good the food was here and there
You were trying to focus on a single conversation but found it difficult due to the amount of them being made around you
Until you did and just so happened to be Agustín's (maybe sad) attempt at making a joke
More so a dad joke
But luckily for him!
You secretly loved dad jokes
"What's the best thing about Switzerland?"
"Oh god not another dad joke-"
"Come oooon! What's the best thing about it?!"
"Uhhhh what is it?"
"I don't know, but the flag is a big plus"
And as if on que everyone in the room stops talking
It just reeked of it as everyone was eyeing Agustín
Poor man was the only one laughing at his own (kinda bad) joke
Until you opened your mouth
And you just started laughing really really hard
We're talking about the 'i have to clench my stomach and wipe my tears' laugh
Agustín naturally just started laughing harder since at least one person found his joke funny
Bruno couldn't help himself but laugh when he heard your laughter
And soon enough everyone just started joining in and laughing as hard as you and Agustín were
Your laugh was so contagious it was pretty hard not to join in
Camilo always thought of your laugh as pretty (sometimes a little too loud but otherwise pretty)
You on the other hand had always been self conscious about your laugh
Some girl had said you had a 'if a chicken had a love baby with a donkey' laugh when you were like 6
And ever since then you had a fake laugh to cover up your real laugh
But because of Agustín you couldn't hold it in and now everyone was laughing along with you
"See?! Y/N, they have taste!" Camilo's tio let out as everyone was catching their breath
"They don't but okay-"
"What? It was funny!" you let out with a small giggle still thinking about the joke
"You're just so cute!" Camilo exclaimed next to you, leaning over to pinch your cheeks
"No, I sound like the chicken's and donkey's love baby" you frowned
"Y/N that was when we were 6 now we're 15"
"It still sounds like that though-"
"Antonio!" Pepa shushed her son and motioned for Camilo to continue
"Still.." your frown deepened
"Mi vida you and your laugh are the cutest thing to ever exist on this world" he pecked your forehead and moved in to peck your lips
"Ahem!" Abuela coughed loudly, side eyeing both you and Camilo
But she failed to hide the content and knowing smile that was growing on her lips
You noticed how late it was and kind of panicked because last time you came super late to your house and your parents accidently locked you out
And then you had to awkwardly make your way back to Casita and crash at Camilo's room (with parental supervision of course)
"It's really late I think I should be going now. Thank you for having me over and thank you for the delicious food!" you smiled as you stood up, the Madrigal family standing up in turn
"Thank you dear for coming, I'm glad you enjoyed your time here" Abuela said warmly
This woman wasn't as scary as you thought she would be
You proceeded to hug each family member and made your way to the exit of the house
Hand in hand with Camilo the two of you walked back to your house where he dropped you off (after making sure you weren't locked out again)
"Thank you for inviting me" you let out softly
"Thank you for accepting" he smiled cheekily and moved to kiss you
"Ahem!" you mocked Abuela when he was only inches away from your lips
The both of you laughed and he moved in again to finally kiss you
The two of you pulled away and rested your foreheads on each others, both of you smiling like idiots
"I really love your laugh by the way did I ever tell you that?"
You laughed, lifting a hand up to his head to caress his hair
"Yeah you've said it about 100 times"
"Well then make it 101 because I really do"
And with that he kissed you tenderly once more before you both called it a night
The dinner didn't go so bad after all
a/n: sorry this wasn't a fic but i honestly didn't know how to make it one, again i'm sorry! but this as a headcanon was so cute :') also sorry i keep forgetting to tag people
a,b, and j for camilo pls?
letters : a, b and j.
character : camilo madrigal
a/n : done my exams so expect some fanfics 👌
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A is for Affection (how do they like to show affection?)
hugs, hand holding, pecks on the cheek. anything and everything honestly.
B is for Beauty (what do they admire about their s/o?)
J is Jealousy (do they get jealous?)
from time to time, and it's morso on the insecure side. he doesn't like to make it obvious, but he isn't great at hiding it either. just give him a peck and he'll be all good :)
DATING CAMILO MADRIGAL HCS
pretend that my last post wasn’t eons ago! school has been driving me batshit insane so please be patient with me my loves; have some ‘milo hcs!!<33
i feel like he runs himself thin with his chores, so he just knocks on your door and asks if he can nap. it always ends in cuddles and accidentally sleeping for the day.
i feel like he spoils you hardcore. he finds things he thinks you will like and just buys them. whether it be food, clothing, jewelry, books, supplies for a hobby you enjoy, anything!! he will get it for you.
he makes such a big deal out of it too because,, drama queen. he will have it wrapped and everything. hiding it in his ruana or behind his back and him being all like
“i have a surprise for you, mi vida! close your eyes and hold out your hands.”
you did and saw the item you’d been eyeing up at the market earlier that week. you were so happy
he lit up seeing you love it so much. his heart went boom boom boom!
i know a lot of writers say this but that man can dance and you WILL dance with him. even if you didn’t want to he’s so charming you’d find yourself dancing with him nonetheless.
he’s definitely a prankster and he will get you to help him out, or he’ll ask permission to shapeshift into you so he can sneak around easier to pull pranks.
i won’t lie to you, your first kiss probably didn’t happen until a month into your relationship. that might not seem like a lot but he just can’t muster up the courage. he goes to multiple times but he chickens out and is like “uh sorry you had— something on your face”
so you took initiative. his face was so warm after holy hell. he turned into you and then into himself — that went on for a bit. man was embarrassed!!
if you have any pets he will treat them like his children. even if they don’t like him all too much.
he loves valentines so much because ,, he’s a gift giver! and it’s another day to show you how much he loves you. he for sure set up something really nice away from the main town because it’s noisy there and you two wanted to just hang out and be goofy little lovebirds
if you have long hair camilo loves to style it! him and dolores do each other’s hair so he’s got practice. if your hair is straight her might fumble a bit but don’t worry he is a fast learner! he likes to braid it, all different types. fish tail, boxer, generic. whatever you’re feeling in the moment.
Hey there! I was wondering If I could request some Camilo Madrigal x Male Reader Headcanons on Camilo realizing that he's falling in love with a guy and not knowing what the hell he should do with his feeling until he decides to confess to the Male Reader. Thanks in advance!
At first camilo didn't really think what he was feeling was him loving you. More just him liking you as a friend. Well until you two started hanging out more and he realized how nervous he got around you.
That when he realized he liked you, when he did. He stopped hanging out with you so much hoping the feelings for you would just leave. He didn't know how you would react to them after all.
Once he realized they weren't going away. He had to make a plan for you to like him back (even if you already did by yourself). So he started do small things for you here and there.
Finally deciding to just tell you, he asked you to meet him by the pond/lake (the one in the movie towards the end). Once you two get there, he takes a deep breath before finally confessing his feelings for you. Hopefully you'll accept him....
Hope you like it! sorry it took me so long. I'm just now getting over being sick.
Maybe Camilo turns into a baby when he’s nervous due to the fact that he never got a childhood because he was always shifting into adults and Abuela treating him likes he’s only useful then, so now he associates being a child with negativity and being weak/unhelpful
Camilo X plant loving GN! Reader
warnings!: not proof read
Requested by: @wqnderer
IM SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG
im also open to requests!
you were in love with plants your room was covered in them you loved making flower crowns, you mainly made them for your boyfriend camilo. if you guys were to hang out and you saw the one you made him afew days ago was dead. this is what would happen.
you and camilo walked up to his room hand in had when you guys got there you saw the flower crown you made him and it was dead. the yellow flowers and vibrant pinks were gone.
"I got to go" you said "huh. wait what. WHERE ARE YOU GOING???" he said as you waked out. "ill be back" you waves walking out the door. the second you got to your room you started to pick some flowers. you picked some yellow reds and purples. and you got to work. you came back later when the sun was setting "CAMI IM BACK!" you said entering "WHERE DID U GO???" camilo yelled from upstairs runing down. you said nothing, once he got to you you placed the flower crown on his head. "thats where you whent. its so pretty thank you! you know.. we could have made them together." he said adjusting the crown on his head "oh. you want to make them with me?" you said slightly blushing that your boyfriend was interested in making somthing you loved. "yeah." he said with a smile.
you and isabela were close. you had the relationship of the friends older sister rhat had a favorite friend. isabela only knew how to my flower crowns from her gift never by hand. one day she joined you and camilo and you taught her.
camilo was shocked to go into your room for the first time you had vines up and down your walls. your room could have been mistaken for a green room. you liked that.
you ALWAYS smelled like flowers. camilo is a cuddler we all know it, he loved laying on you you smelled so good all the time.
he always trys to greet you with flowers ESPECIALLY before you guys were dating. he alwayed saw you hanging out with isabela planting flowers and fruits and what not. so he was like "huh they must like flower". you had to cover your face the first time he gave u flowers because you were smiling so much. hes 100% gotten you matching flower rings
˗ˏˋ MIDNIGHT! ´ˎ˗
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ IN WHICH: Two strangers meet at a hill, trying to get their minds off things, so they decide to get to know each other.
·˚ ༘Disclaimer: In this imagine dolores is not dating/with Mariano, Isabela is :)
˚ · . Dolores Madrigal x fem!reader.
Y/n shifted on her bed, trying to find a somewhat comfortable sleeping position but just groaned in stress as she realized this was one of those nights that just weren’t for sleeping.
She shoved her face in her silk pillow but an idea popped up in her mind. What if she went out for a walk until the sunrise? What could happen? Plus, she knows the perfect spot for times like this.
She got up from her bed, observing her closet and looking for a basic jacket. Once she found it she threw it on quickly, i mean it’s not like she was in a hurry… she was just eager to lay down in the grass and stare at the stars, maybe she could clear all the overwhelming thoughts that piled up in her brain.
As Y/n was jumping out her window sneakily, Dolores was in her room choking back sobs as tear drops fell from her shiny eyes. She felt so lonely and felt as if people only used her to get information or secrets about others. It was exhausting and nobody cared to ask if she was okay. Her ears are sore most of the time and not even her family asked about it.
Dolores wiped the tears that were dropping like shooting stars with her wrist and sighed. She ached and swelled in a hundred places, but mostly in the middle of her kind heart. She sat up and pat her red pajama dress. “What do i do with all this pain swelling up inside me? Somebody tell me.” She talked to herself but jumped in fear when casita slammed her window open. She furrowed her brows at casita. “I’m not going out” She simply said but casita moved the floor tiles and put dolores’ slippers in front of her feet.
“Hmph, fine. Maybe this is a sign from the universe” She hummed and stood up, slipping the fluffy vibrant colored slippers and walking towards the open window. The cold breeze hitting her face causing goosebumps to form on her skin. She closed her eyes and jumped out, falling on the grass. “Ow..” She mumbled.
When one is lonely, the body gladly lingers in the wind, or the rain, or splashes into the cold river, or pushes through the ice cold crusted snow. Anything that touches. Y/n found herself going up the grassy hill, touching every flower she saw. The tulips, sunflowers, roses, every single one. She pulled a big pink rose from the ground and put it in her hair. The color accompanying her features very well, making the flower glow against her h/c locks.
She smiled and twirled, as she reached the top of the small hill, her eyes glanced down to the beautiful river behind the hill. She threw herself on the grass, laying down facing the stars. Since she was on a hill she could see the stars better and brighter. As she laid there she began to hum a song.
Dolores had no idea where she was going, she just walked. walked and explored the villages details like she hasn’t gone outside for years. The night sky looked so beautiful above her. She smiled at the sight of the glowing full moons light. She came across a small tall hill and shrugged as she walked up. She gasped at the field of flowers on the hill but her ears perked up at the sound of angelic hums near by.
The wide eyed girl got frightened but ignored the fear and bravely walked more rapidly up the mini mountain. When she reached the top she gasped for air. “Hmph” Dolores squeaked when her eyes widened at the sight of a pretty e/c eyed girl with a pink flower in her h/c hair. The humming girl jumped up at the high pitched squeak that came out of the curly haired.
“What the-” Y/n started but dolores interrupted her hurriedly. “I’m sorry for interrupting, i was just walking and i saw this hill and i didn’t want to stop walking because i’m so stressed, i feel so drowsy so i went up it and then i heard your pretty voice but i ignored it and kept walking but-” Dolores ranted as tears started welling up in her doe eyes while she spoke.
Y/n slightly titled her head at the stressed out stranger in confusion and guilt. She got up and walked over to her. “It’s okay, calm down and breathe. It’s all okay, i actually came here for kinda the same reason” Y/n comforted the sad girl with a pat on her shoulder. Dolores’ lips trembled as she felt the urge to cry onto the sweet girls shoulder. Finally, a person who cared. Even though she was a stranger.
“Thank you..” Dolores mumbled quietly at the smiling girl who sat down. Y/n sat on the grass and patted down on the space next to her, signaling to the stranger to sit besides her. Dolores was in shock that this unknown girl was so sweet to her.
Dolores sat down as Y/n spoke up. “So, what’s been on your mind, desconocida linda?” (pretty stranger) She questioned with a grin. Dolores blushed at the pet name but ignored the warm feeling and answered. “Well, i dont really know i’ve just been feeling so… empty. People only want me for telling them about other people. It’s like they only want me for my power and not just… for me.” Dolores vented with her head down.
“Power? Wait- Are you that madrigal who can hear from far away?” Y/n widened her eyes as she realized who was this pretty stranger she was talking to really was. Dolores sighed, “Yes” She replied. “Oh, well i’ll tell you something, linda. It may seem that people only want you to specific things but trust me, i bet your family loves you for who you really are. And more people too! You seem amazing” Y/n gave the flustered girl a toothy grin.
“Thank you, you’re such a sweetheart. By the way, What’s your name?” Dolores asked as she looked into her e/c orbs. “Y/n. But i prefer you call me your amada” Y/n winked as she did a bad attempt as flirting. Dolores giggled with a hand covering her mouth. “I’m dolores, mi amada” She teased, rolling her eyes at the pretty strangers flirting.
Now it was Y/n’s time to hide her blushing pink face. “So… How come i’ve never seen you around the village?” Dolores questioned Y/n. “Well, i don’t really like going outside and interacting with people. But for some reason, i feel open with you, desconocida” Y/n sighed, feeling the flower in her hair fall slowly.
Dolores noticed and fixed it for her before she could, their hands met and they both flushed red. “And how old are you?” Y/n asked, breaking the growing tension between them. “21 but i feel 40” Dolores answered with a groan. Y/n laughed and nodded. “Same” she looked up at the moon and sighed.
They talked and gossiped for hours. laughed and ranted until they saw the dark sky fade to lighter pastel shades. They both glared at the beauty of the sun rising. “Ah, well now you’re not a desconocida anymore” Y/n looked besides her to glance at the doll faced girl with a smile. Dolores nodded and stared at Y/n’s facial features. Y/n’s smiles faded as she did the same.
She noticed how her red tinted lips were plumped, her lashes were dark and long, and her light freckles splattered all over her rose pink cheeks. Even though they met a couple hours ago, they both felt their hearts warm up at the sound of the others soft voice speak.
So slowly, she leaned in to her. She smelled of bergamot and soap, of sunshine and sugar. They were both so so lost. They felt insane for falling for someone so quickly but it just felt right. They pulled away as they heard footsteps behind them. Dolores looked back to see her brother with a teasing smirk on his face.
Her already widened eyes widened even more. “Oh no” Dolores squeaked with shock. Y/n sat there with furrowed brows as she looked down she saw her hands connected with hers. She chuckled nervously and got up.
“Well, i gotta go! I’ll see you later dolores!” She said nervously and ran off to the wrong direction in panic.
OG!Camilo be like to Fanart!Camilo:
Welp. Its offical..after almost 2 years of not being in a fandom, Ecanto finally dragged me back to a new phase.
All jokes aside, I have a request!
Could you do a hc to where the reader (fem) feels super bad because she accidentally dropped food on the floor and thought she insulted Casita, so she's on the verge of tears and its taking everything in Camilo's power to not laugh. Not laughing to mock her but because of how cute he thinks it is
Idm if you don't wanna make it, have a nice day!
I just did some simple Headcannons, I hope that's what you wanted :)
You didn't mean to, you really didn't
But Camilo distracted you too much and you tripped on one of Isabella's flowers
All your food slid off the pate
You felt so bad
"Casita, I'm so sorry!"
You immediately tried to pick up the food
Camilo stood behind you chewing on his lips as he tried not to laugh
You ran back to the kitchen grabbing one of Julietta hand towels
You scrubbed the floor a solid five minutes
Camilo buckled over a hand slapped on his mouth as he watched you viciously scrub the floor
He finally came to his senses when he noticed you silently sob
"Ah, Mi Vida it's okay"
Camilo knelt next to you pressing kisses to your cheek
You blinked away the tears and let Camilo take the towel away
"You do realize I live in this house right?"
"I didn't want to offend her"
"Oh my god you're so cute"
Camilo took your plate to the kitchen grabbing some more food
He took you up to his room assuring you Casita wasn't offended
"Are you sure I didn't insult her?"
"Oh my god! You should see my Mami when it snows"
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Can I request a short fanfic of Camilo and his S/O on their birthday?
camilo madrigal x gn!reader
summary: camilo gives his significant other the best birthday presents they could’ve asked for
notes: first request!! 18+ dni
song: hey lover! by wabie
word count: 581
“Make a wish, mi amor!”
Camilo smiles as he watches his significant other blow out their birthday candle. The crowd surrounding you cheers, lining up as your prepare to cut your cake.
The whole day, you had journeyed outside of Encanto with your family, visiting close relatives who lived outside of town. Whilst you had done that, Camilo had spent the day frantically preparing a surprise birthday party for you. Of course, the Madrigals were very supportive of this, and they were all in to help Camilo surprise his partner. Throughout the day, Casita had been set up for the party, and residents of Encanto gathered in the foyer. The surprise party had worked; they had successfully surprised you and Camilo could tell you enjoyed the party.
Nonetheless, it was still a long day and you were beginning to feel the fatigue after all the partying and socialzing. You and Camilo were dancing when you decided you couldn’t take the drearyness anymore.
“‘Milo..” you pulled Camilo closer in the dance and buried your head in his shoulder, shutting your eyes.
Camilo bent down to meet your eyes, concern etched in his brow, “Is everything okay, mi amor? Do you not like the party? I can tell everyone to leave now.”
You shook your head and pressed deeper into the crook of Camilo’s neck. “No, no, I loved the party. I appreciate how hard you’ve worked for it. I’m just tired, is all. Do you think people would mind if we spent the rest of the night in your room?”
“Aww, mi pareja is tired? Or do you just want kisses in bed?” Camilo teased, dipping you easily as the song you were dancing to ended. Mid-dip, Camilo gave you a doting kiss. He then picked you up, hoisting his arm under your legs and around your waist.
“You idiot,” you grin and turn red under the portion of Camilo’s curls that cover your face.
“But I’m your idiot, and you love me.”
“Shut up, ‘Milo.”
Camilo knew Dolores would do him the favor of telling his family that you two would be upstairs sleeping, so he was sure there would be no disturbances. Camilo slipped inside his room, gently threw you on his bed and crawled under the sheets next to you so that you were facing his chest. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed rapid kisses to your forehead.
“Camilo!” you yell quietly, letting out a laugh through your drooping eyes.
“Consider this an extra birthday gift,” Camilo said lazily. You could tell by his tone of voice he was tired as well and he was grateful you had asked to go to sleep early. He continued to place more kisses on your face, moving from your forehead to your cheekbones.
“Ay, you’ve already given me so many gifts,” you shut your eyes to sleep but continue to smile. “The surprise party, the handmade scarf that matches your rauna, three bouquets of flowers, the basket of my favorite foods, the necklace with my name on it, the ring… And not to mention the many other kisses you called ‘extra birthday gifts’.”
“But you deserve it, Y/N,” the shapeshifter places a final lengthened kiss to your lips and closes his eyes. “Te amo muchísimo.”
“I love you more.”
You both lay in a solaced silence, and just before you feel yourself fall asleep, you hear Camilo whisper one last thing.
“Feliz cumpleanos, mi amor.”
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Pairings: Camilo Madrigal x Fem Reader
Synopsis: Camilo's obsessed with you and loves you more than anything and won't stop until you love him back, you tell him that you'll never fall in love with him but you're lying to him.
AU: Modern AU
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Camilo has been in love with you for the longest time ever or more like you two have been by each other's side for a while, you two were best friends and had been best friends since you were born because your parents and his family were good friends but you never expected him to fall for you neither did you expect yourself to fall for him but you did and he was never going to know until you were ready for him to know and you were not ready at all because you found out about a week ago.
You and camilo were currently sweeping the floor of his room while jamming to some music "It's my candy store!" You two sang out together like the theater kids you were as you used the broomsticks as microphones while both of your backs were pressed against each other, the song ended as you two were sweating as you two collapsed on the floor with the brooms falling from your hands and onto the floor with you two.
You leaned on camilo as you two deeply sighed out while you two laid flat on the floor "Oh camilo, have they put out the casting paper for school yet? I didn't see." You said as you looked at the Afro-Latino boy and he shook his head "Nah, not yet." Camilo said a bit disappointed since he wanted to see if he got the role, see your school was doing a remake of the play 'Waitress' and you and camilo auditioned together as the roles of ogie and dawn because you and camilo had a rock paper scissors debate on whether you should audition on your own as Jenna and ogie or you two audition together as dawn and Ogie and camilo won.
Camilo really wanted to play ogie, Ogie was his favorite character and he thought that ogie was actually so sweet and romantic "I don't know why you want us to play ogie and dawn so badly.." You mumbled as you laid your head in Camilo's lap as he sat up "I don't know, maybe because I love you how he loves dawn." Camilo said as he ran his fingers throughout your (h/c) hair and you chuckled "Well that's right and I can never get rid of you anyway." You said as you tapped your finger repeatedly on Camilo's thigh making the beat from the song 'Never ever getting rid of me' that you were referencing.
Camilo grinned "Well you know that dawn ends up falling for ogie in the end right? Maybe, we'll end up like that.." Camilo teased as he leaned down to look at you but his back and neck could only bend so far so he was looking at your ear "Maybe..." You teased back at him with a smile on your face though it was no maybe, it was definite to happen as you loved camilo almost as much as he loved you and he loved you a lot "Are you tryna say what I think you're tryna say?" Camilo asked as he raised back up while he removed his fingers from your hair.
You turned around and sat up to face the shape-shifter "Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. You'll just have to guess." You said as you shrugged your shoulders and camilo chuckled and he grinned at you "Mhm...I guess that you love me. Am I right or wrong?" Camilo asked as he inched closer to you and you flashed a soft smile "Right." You said as you kissed his nose lightly making him grin wider and he leaned his head on your shoulder "Your kisses feel like little angels are touching me." He mumbled into your shoulder as he wrapped his arms around you indulging you in a warm hug.
You wrapped her arms around him and started to run your hands up and down his back "So are we a thing now?" You asked as you chuckled a bit, you already knew the answer to your question but you wanted to see how camilo would react "Of course we are!" Camilo yelled out as he pulled away from you with a shocked look on his face "I'm joking, I know we're together now." You said making camilo let out a chuckle "It was pretty obvious that you were joking so it wasn't really a good joke..." Camilo said as he rolled his eyes a bit embarrassed that he fell for the most obvious joke ever "But you fell for it though." You teased as you got closer to his face and pecked his nose like you did the first time.
Camilo groaned and leaned his head back on your shoulder as he felt embarrassed from falling for a joke like that, he normally was the one that made you like this with his jokes "I wanna say I hate you but I don't...I love you too much." Camilo groaned out as he hid his face in your neck "I love you too mi rey." You said as you wrapped your arms around the Afro-Latino boy.
(f) = fluff
(a) = angst
(s) = suggestive/smut
camilo x reader
to infinity (a)
i've got you (a)
since you've been gone (a)
happy birthday mi vida! (f) (a)
contagious laughter (f)
𓏹 Just Another Boy ² .
Camilo Madrigal x GN!Reader — Part One | Two | Three
Author's Note. I used google translate for some of the dialogues included in this imagine so I can't guarantee that this will be perfect. English is also not my first language; I hope that explains the few grammatical errors ahead.
Genre / Category — imagine, angst, fluff, romance.
Warnings — not proofread.
Summary — the note wasn't for you. It was for another person ; a girl you envied. You began to see Camilo in a whole new light where it was not so bright at all until he decided to take the matters into his own hands and surprised you with another weird thing. What's a boy who tries so hard just so you could be the rainbow above his curly brown head? ( 2.54k words )
The next day was worse than any other and you were annoyed by it. The Madrigal who used to walk beside you was nowhere near. His scent that made your heart leap was undetected like the trace of his presence. That was until you heard footsteps from behind you.
Only . . . there were too many.
You stopped to know who it was and as you did, a group of excited children around your age came walking past you, one of them bumping you hard on the shoulder out of their knowledge. A sigh escaped your lips as a strand of your hair fell on your face. You walked with the people you barely knew and smiled at the warmth of a memory the supposed walls of your intellect played.
You remembered the day Camilo would shyly graze his gentle fingers on your cheeks then your forehead just to tuck your loose hair behind your flushing ears and apologise after, explaining that he couldn't help himself. It was yet another awkward encounter, but you remembered the way he looked at you. As if you were the reason he woke up every fresh morning, as if you were the reason he patiently went to the boring school, and as if you were . . . the receiver of the note.
You slowed down and looked at the ground before turning around to scan the place with people scattered around, talking. There was no freckled little Madrigal.
You turned again and shook your head. Why were you looking for him anyway? He led you on! Did he, though? Or maybe you just took his gestures another way. Come on, it's Camilo you speak of. He's nice to everyone and you. Maybe he was just trying to be friendly and you read it all wrong.
Yeah, you could have read it all wrong. So, with a determined breath, you stood upright and raised your head. This is it. A day without thinking of a certain boy. You marched inside the school and went to your designated classroom.
Remember when you told yourself not to think about him?
Well, the moment he set foot late in the room, your shoulders tensed and your heart palpitated. It felt painful yet so, so satisfying. You refrained yourself from the reactions more, but your heart shattered.
Camilo never looked at you. Even on the way to his seat. He greeted everyone else a good morning but you. There was no small wave, no shy smile, no little interaction, nothing at all. He just . . . went to his seat, his back facing you and he stayed like that, happily talking to the student before him.
He didn't seem to mind what happened yesterday. He was just more like himself. Still social, outgoing. He was no longer awkward. Heck, he didn't even turn to your direction or any that's close to you. He remained facing the board. He didn't turn his head to steal a quick glance, he didn't tap his fingers on the wooden chair to get your attention.
You arched an eyebrow and looked at the girl he had asked to come over. She was happily telling her circle a story of some sort. Must have been the story of when she visited La Casa Madrigal and met each and every one of Camilo's family. You scoffed slightly, jealous that it should've been you who's telling tales of the oh-so-awesome home.
You snapped your head back to your desk and sat on your chair quietly, tapping your fingers on the wood impatiently. You wanted this day to be over. The faster the time passes, the faster you'll get to move on from this disastrous, unfortunate day.
As you were focused on your distasteful thoughts, Camilo sighed and turned his head to look at you. He quickly looked away not because you caught him, but because he didn't feel so right about it.
How would it look to someone like you if he asks you to come over to his house right after he asked Renesme by mistake? Would you even believe him that he got it all wrong? That it was a misunderstanding? A mistake?
You probably wouldn't, but if it meant that he's going to spend more time with you, he had to do it even if it requires a big leap of faith.
So, when recess took place, you got up to get the snack that you placed in your locker earlier. And when you got back, you saw a tiny little trinket shining on your desk with a lunchbox of sliced enyucados.
You frowned at the sight and placed your snack on the desk beside the lunchbox. You grabbed the trinket and examined it.
It was a silver ring with a huge rhinestone that could have costed a great amount. Who could gave given you this? Or was this misplaced? You were about to yell for someone to take their ring back when you noticed a small white note under the container holding the appetising enyucados.
I hope you enjoy the gifts! You should come over to La Casa Madrigal this Saturday. My family is eager to meet you! :)
This made your heart skip a beat and read the note again just to make sure it was real, just to make sure you weren't dreaming or hallucinating. What was this? Has Camilo realised it was you all along? Is Renesme out of the picture? No, how could he? Renesme seemed so nice even if you felt envious of her. This is insensitive of Camilo, but you can't help but let your heart sigh.
It was as if the very simple invitation note was a written ballad. How could he make every single thing so right even if it was wrong? Has he successfully bent your morals the other way?
You traced your finger on his handwriting and smiled. How adorable. You slowly raised your head from the letter and saw the yellow themed boy walking up to you with a small wave, slightly hanging his head low.
There he goes again. The strange kid who would give you snacks and random things. You didn't expect him to go as far as gifting a silver ring.
"I think you misplaced a silver ring on my desk," you said just to make sure.
"Oh, right. Er," he rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled. "See, that's for you. I wanted you to have it."
"A silver ring?" You asked again.
"Yes!" He bobbed his head with a grin, forcing himself to appear more confident. You arched an eyebrow and scrutinised.
"I think this costs a lot of money. Did you buy this? Or is this someone else's?"
"Is that important?"
"It is. You know it. I can't accept something expensive and why me? Why not Renesme?"
"I was afraid you would say that." He bit the inside of his bottom lip in nervousness, his hands getting so clammy. "It's like this you see . . . "
You two were interrupted when his friends stepped in the room and started calling him, "Camilo! Everyone's looking for you outside. We're about to start the game."
"I'll be out there in a minute!" He smiled and turned to you once again. "I promised my friends to play a fair game of cards. I'm really sorry, Y/N. I'll make it up to you soon and explain everything."
"What?" You were incredulous. You had to know! "Fine, but hey, Camilo!" He started walking away.
"It's my mami's ring from her youth!" Then, he was out of the room, leaving you all confused to yourself.
Waiting for dismissal has got to be the most excruciating part of the day, especially when you're so conscious about it that it almost seemed as though the clock ran slower just to taunt your temper. Temper. You thought about your attitude towards the boy earlier. Was it even deserved? You felt guilty for acting that way. Were you being rude?
You sighed. Maybe you have to keep your cool.
You badly wanted to know what Camilo meant and why he gave you this ring. Why would his mami allow him to give you something she must have treasured so much?
You tapped your foot on the wooden material underneath you, waiting for the familiar statement of your mother to dismiss the entire class.
Seconds turned into minutes, minutes turned into hours, hours turned into the moment you've been anticipating.
"That's all for today. Please make sure to rest well until we see each other again on Monday. There will be no classes tomorrow due to the celebration of La Casa Madrigal's anniversary."
Ah, you almost forgot about the upcoming celebration. A magical home does seem to be fitting to celebrate as it ages. You wondered how it felt to be in there. It's been so long since you visited the place. You couldn't believe your eyes when you first saw La Casita. It looked so glorious. Sure it wasn't as high as a castle tower, but all that mattered to you was the wonders of that home and the family it protects.
You grabbed the empty lunchbox and turned your heels to face Camilo's direction only to accidentally push him aside by the shoulder as he shapeshifted into you, mariano, and back to himself. You earned a laugh from him. You felt your chest swell up with butterflies.
"Here," you said, not looking at him in the eyes.
"Hey there, Y/N!" He did his small little wave again. You extended your arms to return the empty lunchbox you took the time to clean at lunchtime on a nearby pond.
You saw a blush creep into his face as he took it, his fingers brushing against your for a split second causing him to think he was good as dead. It felt ecstatic with literal static. Your touch never failed to make his nerves jump. He looked up at you, this time with much confidence as he could gather through the hours of waiting to face you again.
"How was it?" He asked.
"It was really good. I've never had perfectly-made enyucados before in my entire life. Please tell your Tia Julieta she does wonders with the food she serves," you stated.
"Actually," he started, "I was the one who made them. Well, I got help from my tia. I would have messed them up if it wasn't for her helping me. I got scolded a bit for almost burning her kitchen down, but I'm glad you liked them!"
That's when your protective barrier broke. This boy almost risked his Tia Julieta's kitchen just to make this for you. Your head raised to meet his eye contact. You'll never get tired of the way his eyes crinkled.
"Typical you." You both giggled as your mother watched from afar, shaking her head with a smile before getting out of the room to another to fetch something. Normally your mother would go home late due to a lot of papers to check. That was the only reason why you always walked home alone. You all trusted every corner of Encanto, after all. People there were friendly. You put your safety and faith in the promised land of miracles, and it never failed you.
"Are you going to the celebration tomorrow evening?" He inquired with big doe eyes, glinting with hope.
"Mi mamá will undoubtedly force me to go so I really have no choice." You shrugged your shoulders.
"You mean, you don't want to go but have to?"
"No, no! I do want to. I mean, at first I wasn't really planning on it, but I guess knowing that I can meet your family again and see your beautiful home, I'm bursting with excitement to go," your hands made numerous hand questions the boy didn't seem to mind at all as he just stared and stared like he was drowning deeper, sinking like a million pound ship in a roaring ocean wave. "Er, Camilo?"
"Huh? Yeah, yeah. That's great! I'll be expecting you!"
"I have a question if you don't mind?" You shoved your hand in your pocket and took the ring out.
"Ask me anything."
"Why did you give me this ring? Does your mother know I have it? Does she approve of me having it? It's okay if I have to give it back, you know. I just — it still baffles me." You sighed and held it up. The sunshine pouring on the window of the room added a great effect to the rhinestone causing it to corruscate. You both looked at it in awe.
"It's pretty," he simply stated and touched the stone with his index finger. You diverted your gaze to him as he had his full attention on the rock you held. "Mami said when she wore it, nothing else but good things happened to her life. She wanted me to give it to someone who she thought could use it more."
You didn't know where he was going with this, but his mother's youth ring? To you? The new kid who sat two rows behind Encanto's social butterfly? Who tripped on their flat chanclas? Accidentally inhaled a fruit bug only to sneeze it out? You? As in the person who used to think people could see differently when their eyes are different colours?
"Then I found you." Camilo continued. You almost gasped at what he said but remembered it must have meant something else, something that didn't align with the ticklish sensation of wanting him to be around you more.
You smiled, "Thank you so much for this. I never thought I'd receive such a thing from someone. You're one of a kind. Between all the Madrigals, I hope you don't tell anyone else but, you're my favourite."
"Dolores could have heard you," he joked. You both laughed and started to walk out again. Camilo has never felt happier. You brought him a wonderful afternoon, and he just hoped to see more of you over the weekends and the celebration.
Once Camilo got home, Dolores walked past him with a taunting squeal, "You sure do look like a beaming payaso for someone who lost a card game to a child."
'Oh, if only you knew, Dolores. If only you knew.'
Camilo went to his room that afternoon, watching the orange sunset from his window. His elbow was prepped on the wooden frame and his palm cupped his blushing cheeks. He sighed at sight.
He couldn't wait to see Y/N again tomorrow. He just couldn't.
Meanwhile in Pepa and Felix's room, a thunder was heard as rain poured from the grey cloud above Pepa's head.
"Has anyone seen my youth ring?!"
However, Camilo didn't mind. He couldn't get your smile out of his head. To think that he was the reason your lips curved and tugged into a precious arch. A curl fell on his face. He blew it off but it didn't work until he basically gave up and sighed again in a dreamy manner.
What a sunshine after the rain. Un ángel enviado por el cielo. ( a heaven-sent angel )
Quite literally since Casita shook underneath the boy from the shock of the thunder above Pepa Madrigal's clouded head.
Here you go! Part three coming up soon! I never expected you guys to like my previous one so much and your comments are making me so giddy at 12:48 AM! Thank you so so much!
So, I actually wanted them to have an argument for a little bit of angst because I'm a sucker for it, but since this is mostly fluff, I guess I'm going to have to lighten it and you will get to witness that on the third part!
Tags — @mayusenpai666 @sheer-nuisance @leoisgayforwriting @elisongadaletastuff
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sometimes when he’s around you, he changes randomly out of nerves.
he laughs it off though.
makes tons of flirty jokes and messes with you a lot.
he either has all his attention on you or none.
sometimes he just can’t handle the pressure of talking to you!
romanticizes literally every interaction with you, its almost sad.
pepa knows, which means dolores knows, which means the entire family knows now.
he sighs longingly a lot when he’s around you or just sees you from afar.
he does get flustered a lot if you reciprocate any flirty comments.
smiley boy when you are around.
he can get jealous from time to time when he sees you chatting with someone else your twos age.
doesn’t dare show it though.
"well, well, well look at what la casita dragged in~"
flustered a ton, like as red as a tomato if you will.
daydreams about you a lot.
watches you from afar, like staring and just watching you interact with others.
doesn’t mean for it to be creepy.
everyone in the family knows about his crush on you and make an effort to bring you around la casita so he can be around you more.
hernando isn’t afraid of anything and that includes talking to you.
gets awkward talking to you and makes jokes that don’t make sense.
likes showing you all his telenovelas with his rats. if you like them, he is overjoyed.
tells you really dramatic stories with dramatic expressions and just everything dramatic.
is a little afraid of how people will treat you if you two ever got into a relationship.
refuses to have visions about you. doesn’t wanna see something that could shatter his heart.
"have you met jorge?"
⊹₊ ⋆ ❝ Camilo being in love with a girl with butterfly wings ❞
✎ ⁞ Camilo Madrigal x Female! Reader with butterfly wings
✎ ⁞ requested by @bxnnygirl
✎ ⁞ date: 26.12.2021
You were a little miracle. Born with two small pair of wings on your small back, softly fluttering when you were moving around.
Your parents, although taken aback, fell in love with the second they saw you. And your wings? In their eyes, it had only made you even more special than you already were.
Since they were living in Encanto since the very begging of it, news quickly spread around the towns people about your special attribute. Naturally, people grew interested in you, especially the members of Madrigal family.
Alma Madrigal visited your parents personally, to see you with her own eyes. Even if she didn't let it show, because of her cold and collected attitude, she was fascinated by the sight of your small wings. Naturally, she did a little investigation about that matter, because she wanted to know how it was possible for someone from outside her family to be given a gift.
In the end, neither she, nor your parents found anything. All they could do was to accept the fact that you were just a special case.
Unlike many may think, you had normal childhood. Your past memories were filled with nothing but happiness. Your parents gave you all their love and so, you grew up to be a sweet girl yourself.
In school, you've made great friends, but your best friend was no one other than Camilo Madrigal himself.
The chameleon of Madrigal family just happened to be the same age as you. That's why you shared classes with him.
It started innocently, with both of you being fascinated with each other because if your powers. But then, after you showed of your gifts to each other, you discovered that it wasn't just a childish fascination, but something deeper. You wanted to get to know each other, to become friends.
And friends did you become. A great ones too. The friendship you had, was precious and one of the kind. Anyone looking at you two could tell.
And everything was fine and dandy, until you've reached your teenager years. That's when everything changed.
Puberty hit both of you hard. And I mean, hard. Camilo became a handsome boy, with soft curls and charming personality. His gift grew with him, allowing him to change into others with more precision and faster.
You too, grew like a true butterfly that you were. From a simple caterpillar, you blossomed into a true beauty, with even more beautiful wings. And even if you didn't notice that, people around surely did.
❝ Isn't (name) truly beautiful? ❞
❝ Yes, she is. And with her wings, she looks like the most beautiful butterfly. ❞
But Camilo was a special case. He not only notice your change in appearance but also discovered that his heart started beating faster at the mere thought of you. Of course, at first, he ignored it, blaming it on something random. But...the problem began when those feelings didn't change. With every day and interaction, his heart started to beat faster around you and his face started to feel really warm around you.
It only striked him one night, when he was laying in his bed. All the stories his parents had told him about how they fell in love and their feelings to each other. Camilo compared the descriptions given to him to his own feelings and the conclusion drew itself.
The boy was in l o v e. With his best friend. Who had butterfly wings. And was the most kindest and fairest person in Encanto.
That night, Camilo didn't sleep a wink. He couldn't. With all this new informations, his thoughts were running miles per minute. But they had one thing in common. You.
As if something had switched inside him, whenever he thought about you, all Camilo saw was your beautiful self. You soft skin, amazing eyes, pretty hair and those beautiful wings.
❝ Mi Mariposa is so pretty... ❞
Camilo thought with lovestruck face, sighing longingly. At this point, he was gone. Poof! Bye cocky Camilo! Welcome soft boy whipped for a girl!
So yeah, since that moment, Camilo turned into a shy boy around you. Whenever you met or hanged out around each other, he turned into a puddle. Blushing, stuttering and nervous fidgeting became a normal basis for him.
Let me tell you, the amount of squealing and lovely dovely muttering Dolores had heard from her little brother, made her realize that she wasn't as romantic person a she thought to be.
Of course, even when nervous, he tries his best to woo you. It could be by helping you around the town, giving you small but meaningful things or sweetly complementing you. This whipped boy did everything for you. Because you were his Mariposa and love of his life.
To be honest, he was ready to skip the whole dating stage and marry you on the spot. Because he saw you as his beautiful and kind wife. There was no one else for him.
But you're probably curious, how Camilo actually confessed to you?
The answer is very simple.
He didn't. It was you, who had actually confessed first. During one of celebrations in Encanto, when the moment was right, you took him aside and let your feelings out.
Camilo was too stunned to speak. Your words barely reached his ears, as his wide eyes were staring at your blushing face and your soft wings fluttering behind you. Only when he had realized, that you were waiting for him to react, did he know that it was not in fact a dream but reality.
So without another word, he took you in his arms and sweetly kissed you, while fireworks blew behind you.
❝ I love you too, Mi Mariposa ❞ Camilo whispered, while pulling away from the kiss, smiling brightly, like a true sunshine that he was.
⊹₊ ⋆ ❝ Bonus ❞
After the confession, you got a matching jewelry. It was Camilo's idea to add a butterfly charm to his jewelery and a chameleon charm to yours.
This boy loved to watch you fly. You were so graceful and beautiful, he could stare at you for hours.
About your wings, only after a few years did you allowed him to touch them. It was because they were very sensitive and soft. So after you explained to him why no one was allowed to touch them, did he understood. And when you actually allowed him to touch them? Camilo felt so honoured, like he was awarded the highest honours and man could get.
While touching your wings, he was very careful. You shivered slightly feeling his touch but allowed him to do it. And let me tell you, Camilo never touched anything softer than your wings.
And that event, my dear readers, fully confirmed that the wedding between you two would become a reality.
Dolores called dibs on being your maid of honor.
(Mirabel was ready to pick a fight with her) (She was still salty after that dinner incident)