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camilos-mivida · 2 years

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The Arranged Marriage

Part Two - Her Contrary and His Assurance

Pairing with Aged-up Camilo Madrigal and Female Reader

Summary: Your bestfriend of all time, Camilo Madrigal, had signed a contract, not just any plain contract, an agreement of an arrange marriage with you, without you knowing. Not that you were against with arrange marriage, you had always seen it coming since you had turned down every suitor you'd ever had and your family were already too desperate for you to find someone to settle down so you wouldn't be alone. Although knowing Camilo, everything he did has a reason behind it. So why did he?

Warnings: Slightly(?) mentions of curse words

Check the previous and next part in this Masterlist

You still haven't processed what happened, the dinner commenced after the engagement, leaving you and your thoughts alone. You were chewing on your food thoroughly as you tried to align everything that just happened. You spared a glance to your side, seeing Camilo eating normally.....that can't can't be.

There must've been something going on inside his brain right? You spared a glance at everyone else, I can't be the only one whose mind is in a horse track right? Like as they said they had planned it for a week so what could they be thinking right now? Why is no one speaking up? Even this Carlos beside me is just munching on his empanada, speaking of empanada, let's try one.

You reached out your hand on the serving spoon of the plate, Carlos handed you the plate and you took an empanada. "Thanks"

You were about to take a bite when all of the sudden Camilo decided to talk to you.

"Y/n, I-"

You were startled causing yourself to accidentally drop the empanada on your plate that you were about to eat, and then again, you caught everyone's attention.

"Dear, are you okay? Is there something wrong with the food?" Julieta asked, concerned, her eyes looking at you and the empanada you failed to take a bite.

"Estás bien, tía. It's just the empanada is still hot, heh" You told her, taking your sight back down on the empanada and blowing it before eating it.

"It's not even hot" Carlos spoke, poking on the not hot empanada. You side glared at him as he mouthed, excuses, and smirking after.

You took your gaze away from the sore eyes and turning your head made you meet Camilo again, por amor de dios why am I sitting beside the twins, you looked over at the other side of table, seeing your siblings having fun with their foods with the other Madrigals.

The ring of the band was cold, no idea where on earth could this has been placed before your fingers but it definitely was cold. You were unconsciously staring at the ring time to time, you were admiring it? Not really sure, but sure it was unusual for you.

If you were to tell the truth, the ring really looks beautiful, with all the designs and colors, just wow, but as you said earlier, it was too much for an arrange marriage. You frowned to yourself, grabbing your spoon and fork to go back to eating and that's when you noticed you had already finished the foods without noticing it.

"Oh..."

"See that's what you get when your distracted" Carlos annoyingly whispered to you, you slightly slammed the table, "Carlos enough!" You spoke up in a whisper. Camilo glared at his twin from behind, giving him a come-on-man look.

"I-is everything fine there, cariño" Alma asked, seeing your palms still hands the table after hitting it hard.

"Sí abuela, we're fine here" Carlos spoke and faked his smile towards abuela.

"Oh, look at the time! It's already getting late, we should head home now" You told them, seeing the dark streets from the open windows.

"Oh um, dear, you're to stay here for now" Your mother said, looking at both of you and Camilo.

"What?"

"Since the two of you are engaged now, we thought that you two might wanna have some time along together" Your Abuela smiled sweetly at you while explaining.

Isn't that illegal? Or is it because we're bestfriends and nothing would be different in having a sleepover than before... although it did have difference, you were now engaged to him.

"Or if you want, Carlos could be also there for an extra company" Abuela Alma suggested, gesturing the other guy beside you.

"No, I've had enough of him for tonight, thank you" You immediately denied the offer, sending a glare to the boy beside you.

Carlos scoffed. "That's mean, cuñada"

Carlos smirked when he saw you feeling weirded out by him calling you his in-law.

"Then it's settled, we'll see you tommorow Y/n, we must head home now" Your father wiped his mouth, before standing up with your family and thanking and waving the Madrigals a goodbye.

Is being arranged marriage means you're being under control? I wasn't even given a choice if I would want to stay here...

Your family had left the casa while you were still on your sit, watching the grandkids clean up the table.

"Camilo cariño, you can now go ahead with our beloved Y/n, tu primas can handle the dishes on themselves"

"But it's Camilo's duty today" Mirabel mumbled, looking at the pile of dirty dishes.

Camilo looked at you and his abuela, "Sí abuela, gracias"

"The food was delicious Señora, thank you" You too thanked her for the delicious meal despite having engaged at the same time you were eating.

"You can call me abuela, mija, and you're very welcome too" Alma tucked your hair away from your face as she slipped her hand on your chin, moving it side to side, admiring your beauty.

Abuela distanced her hand from your features as Camilo held your hand and pulled you away from the kitchen and headed to his room.

"She'd be a great in-law right?" Abuela asked as she looked back to his other grandchildrens.

"What did just happen?" You asked as soon as Camilo closed his door, walking away from him.

"Abuela admired your face?" Camilo spoke, picking up his ruana from the floor that he threw away the last second he exited his room, and hanged it on the chair.

"No not that--well part of it but that's not what I'm asking about"

"Then what is it?"

"Camilo, you know what I mean" You scrunched your brows, sitting down on the chair infront of his vanity.

"I really just wanted the best for you, Y/n" Camilo told you, walking around and closing the windows.

"And you think it's best for me to marry you?" You spun the chair away from the mirror and turned to him.

"Isn't?" He tilted his head back at you, closing the last window.

"Why did you agree, Camilo? Why did you agree on the arrangement?" You asked him directly.

"Why not? Don't you want be married to your bestfriend?" He joked, sitting down on the edge of his bed.

"Madrigal, I'm serious" You walked towards him land stopping with both of your hands on your waist.

Díos, last name call...and she's standing really close.

"I am serious!" Camilo raised his shoulders wuth his hand, telling his truth.

"Drop the act and tell me why you agreed!"

"I'm not acting" He defended himself.

"Then why did you agree?" You asked him, again.

"You won't stop won't you?" Camilo questioned, looking up at you.

"Why the hell would I stop? This is about us!" You exclaimed and for some reasons Camilo smiled when you mentioned 'This is about us'.

"Why are you smiling?" You noticed his contagious smile and asked him about it.

Camilo shook his head as he bowed down. "Nothing"

You felt like you were pressuring him to speak the reason to you, but who wouldn't, you just wanted to know the truth and why. Although knowing Camilo for years, you knew he was a sweet soft spoken man.

You breathed out as you crouched down, placing your hand on his knees as support, his eyes met yours.

"Are you alright?" Camilo had asked you, placing his hands on top of yours.

"I would be if you answer my question" You told him, having a glimpse of your doe eyes in sight.

Well I do want nothing more than for you to be alright.

He sighed and squeezed your hand before he began to explain. "It's because they expected so much for you but you kept declining everyone and I thought that maybe if I took the arrangement then they'll stop bugging you" Camilo told you.

...Mierda that sounded so wrong.

"Th-that doesn't make any sense" You spoke once you analyzed what Camilo just said.

"What?"

"Why would you give up your chance to find your someone just for my family to stop bugging me?" You questioned him as you stood up, walking backwards, away from him.

Your untamed thoughts began to overlap each other, making you, once again fogged up. You were to spoke directly to your point before your words could eat you up. You raised your hand backwards at him, showing him the gorgeous family passed down ring.

"This? Th-this, this ring is too much for this! Too much for that reason you just said!" You cried out with your hand still in the air.

"It fits perfectly beautiful on you!" Camilo also stood as he accolades you, gesturing your left hand.

"No Camilo! No! I don't want you to give up your chance to find your own real love just because of me! Be like your parents and not mine, don't settle down with me just because you feel bad. You're lucky enough that you have the freedom to choose who you'd settle with" You spoke as your voice quivered, and eyes tearing up.

You reached your hand out to him, "Please" you pleaded for him to take the ring off your hand, you felt nothing but to feel bad, you won't let his pitying to do something that he would regret later in life.

It was heartbreaking for Camilo to see you like that, he breathed out and stared at your hand, he held it up, softly rubbing his thumb on your knuckles, he examined how beautiful his mother's ring is on you. His eyes peeked up from your hands as he pecked your soft hand instead of removing the ring.

"I'll be okay with you, mi vida" Camilo whispered as he stayed at his position with your hand on him.

You sobbed, shaking your head. "No you're not"

"What makes you think of that?" Camilo asked in his sweet-tempered, loving voice. He stood straight, now holding both of your hands.

"Because of what you just said! You're only doing this so they would leave me alone! That's cruel if I'll let you" Camilo took notice of your tear stained face and ran his thumb from where your tears were.

"That's not really what I meant, um wording delivery problem, I meant, I'd be glad to take the place of what they expected for you of finding a good and loving husband to settle down with, and plus, I could be more than just that" Camilo wrapped his arms around you, pulling you in his warm and comforting embrace.

"Are you doing this because you love me?" Your voice still trembled as you looked up on him, but it was the lasts of the anxiety you were feeling.

"Te amo tanto mi vida, I always have and will" Camilo planted a kiss on your forehead before pulling you back in his embrace.

"Come, let's lay down, my legs will collapse any second if we didn't"

What Camilo said made you laugh as you both made your ways to his bed.

Hey wait there's more! Had to cut it since this felt long already for this post! Planned to make this part angsty but was defeated by Camilo's sweet and kind nature.

If there's a part that you may think that had gone way too fast, it's because the reader was directly saying her point since if she didn't, she might be too clouded to say it.

And this is also my twentieth Encanto fiction!!! Yey!! Thank you for reading! Do correct me for my mistakes and do tell me what you think of this!!! I'll post the next half later on! Have a beautiful week! Xx

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tu-linda-hermana · 2 years

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Moonlight Necklace

Pairing with Aged-up Camilo Madrigal and Female Reader (could be gender neutral!)

Check out more of my Camilo Madrigal fictions in this masterlist

You were in the Encanto's newest mall, you were touring around and spotted this beautiful jewelry shop. You went inside and inspected their differently unique creations, but out of all of them, one really caught your attention, a moonlight necklace.

You checked the price and wow it is expensive, you shrugged to yourself and went out of the shop to distract yourself from the necklace you wanted but for the love of life it's a hell of expensive.

It was the next day when you fell asleep in your classroom, after an acceptable amount of nap, you woke up and saw a box of jewelry beside you, the same brand as what you saw yesterday at the mall.

You opened it and noticed that it was the necklace you were eyeing on, you looked around but saw no one being suspicious. You were confused but you couldn't hesitate to wear it, it was too beautiful to keep hidden and besides the person who gave it to you might wanna see you wear it.

Two weeks passed, you were still and always wearing the necklace. You were walking down the plaza when you saw a group of older women's smiling and also probably talking about you. You were to walk pass them but one talked to you.

"Have a healthy marriage, linda" She greeted you with a sweet smile.

You look at her confused, she noticed that and said, "When someone gives you that necklace it means they want you to be their lover" she amusingly grinned at you, sharing the wonderful meaning of the necklace you were wearing.

Your expression was shocked as you turned around with your sight to see if anyone, or if the one who gave you the ring was in sight. Your gaze did a 180 look before you saw someone from the flower shop with a yellow bouquet in hand and looking at you.

Your jaw dropped as your crush, Camilo Madrigal, was walking towards you with the bouquet and all.

"Hola hermosa" Camilo greeted you as he stood infront of you.

He tipped toes before speaking again. "I-I finally got the courage to talk to you and maybe, probably confess, so these are for you" Camilo handed you your favorite flower in the color of him, yellow.

"This is beautiful, Camilo! Thank you" you swore if your heart was a candle, it had probably died down in a matter of seconds.

"Are you the one who gave me this?" You asked him, holding on to the necklace with your free hand.

Camilo chuckled lightly and rubbed the back of his neck. "You guessed it"

You looked at him with adoration, as he did the same to you. The elderly people made some teasing smiles and cheers causing you to be a blushing mess.

"Ay Camilo, you chose a wonderful girl" One of the lady spoke to him.

"I bet you too would look good together" The other lady added.

"Ay dios mio, I can't wait to see them as a cute couple" Another one spoke as she shook her friend beside her.

"I hear the bells ringing" The last woman said as they all teasingly cheered, by this time you were as red as the brightest shade of red that Isabela could ever grow in a roses.

"Ay tías, I haven't even asked her yet" Camilo shyly said to them.

"Well ask her already!!!"

"We want to see it!!!"

Camilo shook his head with the older ladies encouragement to him. His gaze turned to meet yours and beaming up when he saw your red flushed face.

"Mi hermosa Y/n, ¿Saldrías conmigo?"

(My beautiful Y/n, would you go out with me?)

You widely grinned, jumping up and down in excitement and answering him. "YES! Sí sí sí sí sí!!!" You pulled him closer for a hug and he lovingly returned it to you.

Now that you two had escaped the older ladies, you asked Camilo on why and when did he bought this magically expensive necklace.

"I was also at the store when you were there, and I saw you looking at the necklace and you seemed to be fascinated by it, but you left without that, so I came to the salesperson and asked if I could buy it then he said yes"

"Oh and when I bought it, he said the meaning of what it meant to give this to someone since he asked of I was giving this ti someone and I said yes" He added on his story.

"So you knew the reason of the necklace and still bought it and gave it to me?" You asked looking down on the jewelry wrapped around your neck.

"Sí, and besides-" Camilo grabbed your hand and twirled you around and landing infront on his with a itty bitty tiny space in between the both of you.

"-it matches my feelings for you" Camilo said as another red flush took over your features.

Camilo smiled and broke into character, he voiced out a giddy laugh while hugging you tightly.

"Ayyyyy hermosa, you're so cute when you're blushing"

Inspired from this!

God what I meant by taking a break from my series doesn't mean I'll make one shots instead! Por dios. Anyways hoped you like this as much as I did writing them and do correct me for my mistakes and do tell me what you think of this! Thank you for reading and have a beautiful week! Xx

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carlosfruitsnacks · 2 years

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ALRIGHT HEAR ME OUT BUT CAMILO MADRIGAL AS CONAN GRAY JABWJAQBAJWOHWJS

istg they have the same energyyyy 🗣️ also begging for someone to draw him in one of these pics hehe 👉👈

#encanto #disney encanto #camilo madrigal #camilo my beloved #encanto camilo #camilo madrigal my beloved #camilo madrigal headcanon #camilo madrigal imagine #jay's shitpost™️

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iwannabecamiloshovel · 2 years

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Luisa: If you put 'violently' in front of anything to describe your action, it becomes funnier.

Luisa: Violently practices.

Antonio: Violently studies.

Isabela: Violently shoots pictures.

Camilo: Violently sleeps.

Mirabel: Violently boxes.

Carlos: Violently murders people.

Dolores: Violently worries about the previous statement.

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the-faceless-bride · 1 year

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🎤Hair ties🦎

Imagine: playing with the hair of the Madrigal twins.

🦎🎤☀🦎🎤☀🦎🎤☀🦎🎤☀🎤🦎☀🎤🦎☀🎤🦎

🦎☀ • Camilo doesn't really let anyone touch his hair, well besides his mamí. But he doesn't get a choice in that one, mostly because he is a mama's boy and can't deny his mama when she asks to brush his hair for old time's sake.

🦎☀ • When you both started dating he was ready to give you the hairbrush and any hair ties he could find in Casita, Camilo might be a natural flirt but when he falls he falls hard.

🦎☀ • he sits on the floor against his bed as he reads the new comic his Papí gave him for his birthday, leaning back as you run your fingers through his curls. He practically purrs at the feeling. It relaxes him every time.

His hair is actually very smooth and barely has any knots, mostly from the trauma he gained from his mother when he was younger about not keeping his hair well-kept as she yanked the hairbrush (if you know you know)

🦎☀ • Once you finished taking two sides of his hair and pulling each side tightening the hair tie and securing the high bun, his bangs hung around his face like his Mamí. He looked to his side stretching to see himself in his mirror from his sitting position and smiled. He liked it.

His Mamí was complimentary of his new hairstyle and was pleased to match with her son she had a rainbow over her head the rest of the day.

🦎🎤 • yeah. No. He doesn't let anyone touch his hair, and practically runs from his mamá when he sees her rushing toward him with a hairbrush, "Carlos Control that hair, or I'll do it for you!"

"No! Mamá it's my hair!"

*thunders*

🦎🎤 • When you start dating, it'll take some time before you get the privilege of touching his hair. He will try and hint at wanting his hair played with by resting his head in your lap but angles his head so his hair is perfectly in reach and accessible if you still don't get the hint? He huffs before grabbing your hair and placing it on his head.

🦎🎤 • His head rests on your lap as you both talk about your days (well, it's mostly just him braging about all the successful pranks he pulled that day) as you play with his hair. His hair is soft but has tangles for sure, no matter how many times his mamá lectured him about protecting his hair as he slept and detangling it regularly as she ripped a hairbrush through his curls before using a mountain of products to help with the detangling process it just never stuck.

But if you take the time to detangle his hair gently with few tugs as possible, he would appreciate it even if he won't say it out loud.

🦎🎤 • He barely notices his hair is in a high bun until he sits up and his hair doesn't cover one of his eyes like it usually does. He kinda just grumbles but is too lazy to untie the scrunchie knowing he would receive an earful if he just yanked it out not only from you but from his Mamá.

His mamá is very grateful for you and your service, if she had to detangle his hair one more time she was sure to thunder from his constant disregard of her words.

#camilo fluff #camilo madrigal #camilo headcanons #camilo x reader #camilo imagine #camilo madrigal x reader #camilo my beloved #yandere camilo madrigal #encanto camilo #carlos headcanons #carlos and camilo #carlos madrigal #carlos madrigal x reader #the madrigal twins #the madrigal family #la familia madrigal

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glendybluebird · 1 year

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👑Papa's little princess👑🧡💛✨Camilo and Paulina✨💛🧡

Close-Ups

Camilo is very close with his daughter Paulina. When she was a baby, he used to turn into her a lot and play with her. So much so, that some people actually thought Paulina had a twin sister. Their bondings included styling each other's hairs, performing/acting, hoarding food, and pulling a few pranks here and there.

However in terms of seeking good advice (very emotional moments) and help with homeworks, Paulina always turns to her mom.

Camilo is terrified of what Paulina's "rebellious phase" would be like.

Though it appears that her personality is a carbon copy of her father, that's not entirely the case. Alora/Luna also had a mischievous side, especially as a kid. Which is picking locks, escaping, hiding "disappearing", and tracking people down.

AND THEY KEPT THINKING ABOUT HOW THEY'RE SPAWNING GREMLINS🤣

(references found on Google)

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domxmarvel · 1 year

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Encanto preferences- Protecting them when Casita breaks

Masterlist

A/N:I wrote this a while back and forgot to post it. It was heavily inspired by this post X

Bruno

As you were walking over to Isabela's room,you were caught by Abuela. You hadn't even made it upstairs,she immediately started screaming at you,Bruno and Mirabel. As the three of them were yelling at each other,you felt Casita rumbling and the cracks under your feet. Seconds before you could tell them to stop Bruno yelled out.

"I didn't leave because I don't care about this family,I left because I care. I couldn't let you see that vision,I couldn't let you treat Mirabel like you treated me!" There was a brief moment of silence before Casita broke. Everything was breaking apart. Everyone was rushing towards the candle but almost all of them got pushed out by Casita,the only ones left inside were you and Bruno. "Y/N get out,I'll get the candle" He ran off before you could stop him,you ran after him. He got the candle but tripped,you ran and caught him. There was no way you’d have enough time to get out,you pulled him closer to you covering him with your body. You could feel everything crumbling around you,some pieces of rubble hit you causing you to flinch. Once it was all over,he quickly looked up at you.

“Are you okay?”

“Don’t worry about me,are you okay?”

“I’ll be fine” You both looked down at the candle,it had gone out. “Bruno,everything will be fine. You’re way more important than some miracle”

“Not to them,I’m not”

“You are important to them,even if they don’t wanna admit it.They’ll find a way to live without the magic,but not without you,I know I wouldn't” You could see tears forming in his eyes before he kissed you.

Camilo

“Camilo,don’t” You tried to stop him,but he pushed past you and towards the candle. He was just a few seconds away from it when his powers stopped working. Casita was trying hard to push everyone out,but you managed to stay inside. Camilo quickly got up,trying to reach the candle again. “Camilo” You ran up and grabbed him “We need to get out of here”

“I can’t leave”

“Camilo,I can’t let you die for a candle!”

“Then you don’t really love me” He broke from your grip as you were too shocked and heartbroken to react. You froze in place,until you heard.

“Y/N! Get out of there!” Pepa yelled at you. Camilo reached out for the candle and that’s when the roof crumbled under his feet. Casita was too weak to help out,you were the only one who could save him at this point. You caught him but it was too late to get out at this point,you were trapped inside. Everything was breaking apart,you knew you had to protect him. Once everything settled you were trapped under the rubble,your whole body ached. Your leg was really hurting you and every tiny movement caused you incredible pain. A bigger piece of rubble was lifted,revealing Luisa behind it. You gave her a smile before looking back at Camilo.

“Did you get hurt?” Everyone gathered around you.

“No,I’m fine,” He mumbled. You tried to stand up,only to immediately fall. “Y/N” You could barely hear him,everything was getting blurry and soon it was completely black.

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When you woke up again,you were in Pepa’s room,was that all a dream? You tried to get up and immediately Camilo walked in.

“Y/N” He rushed to your side. “Don’t stand up,your still injured”

“So that wasn’t a dream” You mumbled to yourself.

“Y/N” He sat down on the bed. “I wanted to apologize,about what I said,how you don’t love me”

“Camilo,it’s okay”

“No,Y/N,it wasn’t okay. What I said to you wasn’t right,regardless of the situation. You proved just how much you do love me,you saved my life. And I choose that candle over you. I just hope you’ll take me back”

“I never let you go” You laughed,pulling him into a hug

Isabela

You were looking for Mirabel,suddenly plants were popping up everywhere. Not just roses but all kinds of plants. You got back to Casita to see Isabela and Mirabel on a bed of flowers,Isabela's dress was covered in flower dust of all different colors,it looked way more beautiful than her regular one. You were about to call out to both of them but Abuela walked just that second. Isabela's whole demeanor changed back to her 'perfect girl' and she quickly moved aside as Mirabel and Abuela started arguing. When everything started breaking,you were panicking.

“Isa,we need to get out of here”

“No,we need to get the candle”

“Help Mirabel” She looked a little confused. “Use your plants to give her a boost” She nodded and did as you said. Mirabel got the candle,you noticed a piece of rubble that was about to hit Isabela. You quickly grabbed her and pulled her away just in time. She used her magic to pull Mirabel out of the house. Thankfully everyone made it out,but the candle still went out. “Are you hurt?”

"No" She stood up as you did the same. "You?"

"I'm fine" You moved closer to her "I like your new dress" You whispered.

Luisa

Luisa was trying to hold up a bunch of falling debris,she was clearly struggling with her gift slowly fading. You were the last two in there along with Mirabel,Luisa refused to leave without Mirabel and you refused to leave without Luisa. You tried your best to help her,even if you weren't very strong. Finally Mirabel made it out,but at the last second even more debris fell and it was far too heavy. Immediately your instincts kicked in,pulling her down you covered as much of her body with your own. Which wasn't exactly easy since she was a giant compared to you,but you made sure to cover her head and neck.

"Luisa,I think this is it for me. If I don't make it out alive I don't want you to blame yourself,this isn't your fault and I'd gladly die for you. But I need you to know that I love you" She was silent for a moment,but you soon heard her sobbing. You closed your eyes,waiting for everything to fall on you. There were so many pieces,it felt like they were never ending,but eventually they stopped.

"Y/N,I love you too" finally with that you closed your eyes,the pain was just too much but you kept her safe. When you woke up again,you were out of the rubble but still in Luisa's arms.

Mirabel

Both you and Mirabel raced towards the candle and got to it just in time. When the roof under her started collapsing you quickly pulled her against you before jumping down. Casita caught you just before you hit the floor,there was no time to get out. You held onto her as tight as you could,casita used the last of its strength to move a bunch of the furniture around you to protect the two of you. When everything went silent,the furniture that was protecting you fell. The candle had gone out and Mirabel looked completely defeated. Her expression quickly changed when she noticed you bleeding from your arm. She tore off a piece of her dress and tied it around your arm.

"Thank you" You kissed her cheek and stood up,reaching to help her up. "Are you okay?" She only nodded,she hadn't said anything since the candle went out.

"Mirabel,Y/N" Julieta rushed over to the two of you. "Are you hurt?"

"Y/N got hurt" Mirabel broke her silence,but her gaze was still on the ground.

"I'll be fine" You put your hand on her cheek,forcing her to finally look up at you. "I'm more worried about you. '' She just hugged you without any other word,in seconds you heard her sobbing.

"This is all because of me,we lost the miracle and you got hurt because of me"

"Mirabel,none of this is your fault. I'd do anything to protect you"

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nightingale2004 · 4 months

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So I rewatched the movie encanto, and I wondered something.

What would Bruno's kids be like?

Hear me out, Alma and Pedro gave birth to the past (Julieta, who heals past wounds), present (Pepa who can control the weather now), and future (Bruno who can see the future)

Julieta and Augustin gave birth to beauty (Isabella, who makes beautiful flowers and plants), brawn (Luisa who is stronger than ten men), and brains (Mirabel who solved the whole family issues)

Pepa and Félix gave birth to hear no evil (Dolores who hears everything), see no evil (Camilo who can change into anyone), and speak no evil (Antonio who can speak to animals and command them)

But what would Bruno's children be if he had any? What would their life be like in the encanto before and after Bruno leaves? Would he have triplets like he was with his sisters since everyone else is years apart? Who would they get along with? What do you think their powers would be? What would their relationship be with the members of the family? What would the villagers think of them?

I need to know what you guys think. Make your story for these three

#encanto #encanto disney #encanto fandom #encanto imagine #encanto fanfic #encanto fic #mirabel madrigal #bruno madrigal #camilo madrigal #isabela madrigal #luisa madrigal #the family madrigal #my thoughts #bruno encanto

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weregularlytalkaboutbruno · 1 year

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Breathe, Mi Amor-Bruno x reader

Request: yes (anonymous)- “can we please have a protective Bruno after discovering someone giving the reader some very unwanted attention?”

Warning: contains themes of sexual harassment (brief) and angst

Pronouns: she/her

Warnings: creepy behavior (with intoxication), long writing, google translate

Another party? Sheesh, Bruno didn’t remember there being this many before he left. Granted, the children were little and most already had their gifts, but still. Now it was practically a bi-weekly tradition. And every party was just as excitedly talked about around town as the last. It never got old apparently. Well, it did for Bruno. After the small celebration of his return, followed by the housewarming party after Casita was finished, his social battery was pretty much empty.

He adjusted his rauna in the mirror. Mirabel had demanded to make him a new one, considering he had been wearing the same one for the past ten years or so. It wasn’t too far off from the last, just a deeper, more forest-ey green and a much darker pattern. Plus, Mira had made the old one into a pillow, which his little rodent friends enjoyed sleeping on. In an attempt to look nicer, he tied his hair up loosely. He was so used to his old rauna and hair in his face that it almost made him feel exposed in a way. His neck felt colder, that’s for sure. He fidgeted with his clothing more, looking over his appearance in almost a nervous manner. He glanced over at one of the rats, who of which was staring at him from their seat on his dresser. “What are you looking at me like that for?” He asked, tilting his head a bit as he scratched the back of the rat’s neck. The rat almost mimicked him, climbing onto his hand and up his arm. Settling on his shoulder, the rodent’s little hands pawed at a few loose curls. Bruno smiled softly, looking at him from the mirror. “Yeah, I don’t know how I feel about it either.” He shrugged, gently scooping the rat in his hand and returning him to his dresser. “Y’know, I would ask that you and your little buddies don’t raid the snack table again. Or at least please wait until everyone has left. You guys are lucky Antonio took the heat for you guys the last time and said that you could.” His expression was unamused as the rat almost seemed to smile, hopping off of the bed and into one of the little holes in the wall.

Bruno rolled his eyes as he huffed and straightened his posture, making his way towards the door. “Oscar, you’re in charge.” He gave a serious nod towards a smaller rat with silvery-brown fur, earning a sniff and a blink in response. “Good enough”, he said with a shrug as he closed the door behind him, taking a deep breath as he began his descent down the hundreds of stairs. As Casita was rebuilt, a much faster pulley system was introduced to his cave as a way to get up and down. The people were curious as to why Bruno still insisted on keeping the stairs, as he claimed it was simply for aesthetic purposes. In reality, he used the extra few minutes to gather any last-minute thoughts before he faced the world again. The soft sand crunched under his feet as he made the final stretch to the door, hesitating a bit as his hand rested on the doorknob. Though he wasn’t given much time to think, as the door flung open and the tiles under his feet tossed him forward. Thankfully, there were no longer stairs between his door and the main balcony of doors. “Hey! Knock it off, will ya?” He regained his footing and dusted himself off as his door slammed behind him.

“Hey tío! Lookin sharp!” Mirabel rushed past him in a blur, followed by Luisa with several crates stacked in their arms. One sister obviously struggled more than the other, but she definitely had the enthusiasm. “Oh! Uh, gracias.” He gave a nervous chuckle, stepping out of the way. A plush ball of orange material bounced off the top of his head, dropping down by his feet. “Sorry! Could you pass that back?” Camillo shouted up to his uncle, motioning to the ball of streamers that he had been tossing in between the rafters. Bruno chuckled as he tossed it back, making sure to wrap it around the banister a few times to make his nephew’s job just slightly easier.

Looking around the room, Bruno could see every family member buzzing around the house. Carrying platters, tossing rugs, lighting candles, you name it. It was honestly rather overwhelming, the the excessively loud volume that neither he and most likely Dolores didn’t appreciate. He debated just turning around and heading right back into his room. The thought was short lived as he heard his name called from the kitchen doorway. “Aye! Bruno!” Julieta stepped from the doorframe, dusting her hands on her somehow pristine apron. “Mind running to the grocer’s? I didn’t pick up enough tomatoes this morning.” Bruno gave a bit of a stuttered nod, heading towards the stairs. An incredibly strong floral scent flooded his senses as he reached the main floor, Isabela not far behind. “Plus, you’ll get the chance to visit your novia.” Isa gave a genuine smile, despite her teasing giggle. Bruno quirked a brow, Isa falling into step beside him as he headed towards the front doors. “Who are you referring to?” Isa rolled her eyes. “Oh don’t play that game. Literally everyone in town is aware of your little crush on seniorita (y/n). I wouldn’t be surprised if she realized it too.” Bruno only shrugged her off as they passed through the doors. He supposed she was coming with him then. “I have no clue what you’re talking about.” Isa huffed as the doors closed behind them, beginning their walk towards the market. “Oh come on! The stares? Your face is always red when she’s around? Last time she even looked at you, I watched you trip on your own feet and land in a bush!” Bruno immediately stiffened, shaking his head slightly. “Hey! It was one time, my allergies were peaking because of your pollen, and I couldn’t see. It’s not my fault!” He raised his hands in defense. Isa only snickered. “You’re a bad liar, you know that?” Nothing was said for a few moments. “We’re here to get tomatoes. Nothing more.” A firm statement that the conversation was officially over. The rest of the walk was silent, the passing conversation of townsfolk really the only sound.

The silence was finally broken as Bruno opened the door, followed by a small “after you,” as he followed his niece in. “Welcome in!” The two were immediately met with a madhouse. Supply was flying off the shelves faster than they could be stocked, children ran around the tables in loud and excited conversation, and a line for the register was stretched nearly the entire span of the store. And at the front of the line, behind the counter, was her. Hair once tied back, now falling from the blue ribbon that held it tightly in place. Her movements were frantic, but no less friendly. Simply a bit more professional than they normally were. Sunlight leaking though the windows from behind framed her neck and shoulders perfectly, appearing almost as if she were a portrait. A portrait that Bruno could sit and admire for hours. “Uh, tío? The tomatoes?” Isa urged, pulling Bruno from his daydream. “Right! Right…” Bruno quickly straightened himself up, speeding past his niece and the the table containing only about half a dozen tomatoes. “Hopefully these will be enough.” He scooped them into his arms, receiving a nod from Isabela. “We better get in line before it leads out the door. “ Bruno nodded, hesitantly shuffling towards the line. He would be unlike himself if he didn’t rehearse any possibly conversation in his head, growing more and more nervous as the line grew shorter and shorter.

“Good morning Señor Madrigal, Isabela. What can I do for you?” (Y/n) gave a smile that, despite how warm it appeared, failed to hide how tired she was. “Aye, you work yourself too hard, Señorita.” Isa smiled as Bruno set the produce on the counter. (Y/n) shrugged. “Just making a living.” She huffed a laugh, writing down the sold tomatoes for inventory. She pulled a small burlap sack from under the counter, gently setting the tomatoes inside and tying it shut. “Seems like everyone is preparing for tonight just as much as you are.” Isa hummed in agreement, hoisting the sack into her arms. Her uncle, on the other hand, just listening to the conversation. He felt awkward, of course, but it was outweighed by his curiosity and observations. The way she span the pen in her hand as she was caught in conversation. Her hair falling across her eye, followed by her tucking the loose strand behind her ear. Isa glanced over, and she subtly elbowed him to grab his attention. She supposed she would spare him the embarrassment of getting caught staring. Bruno jumped just slightly, giving a small, awkward laugh and wringing his hands. “How much do we owe you?” Bruno couldn’t tell if he was talking fast, or he was just over-analyzing. (Y/n) shook her head, waving them off. “Oh don’t worry about it, you have enough to worry about with the party planning. Besides, Julieta is one of my best customers.” She said, pinning her previously written note to the shelf behind her. “It’s really no trouble, you’ve had a busy day and you deserve the profit.” Bruno urged. “Really, it’s alright. I’m getting a new shipment tomorrow morning anyways.” Another warm smile that made Bruno’s thoughts fuzzy. “How about a trade instead?” Isa suggested, earning a raised eyebrow from both the store clerk and her uncle. Bruno’s gaze quickly flicked down as he felt a small vine climbing up his arm, settling against his palm. Suddenly, a bouquet of variously colored cattleya orchids erupted into his grasp, Bruno almost instantaneously holding his hand out in shock. “A gift for a gift”. Isa smiled sweetly, looking between (y/n) and her uncle. The pair stared at each other wide-eyed, and Bruno felt his posture shoot straight up. Of course he couldn’t just pull his hand back and hurry out the door, after nearly smacking the poor woman in the face. A sharp kick in the shin helped clear Bruno’s mind just enough to somewhat form a sentence. “Uh- yeah, uh, a gift for a gift.” He gave a shaky laugh, gaze shifting from her eyes to the floor. (Y/n), though, had no problem composing herself, gently taking the flowers from his hand. “Oh, gracias! I actually just emptied a vase a bit ago.” She beamed, giggling as she grabbed an empty vase from the windowsill. Conveniently, she had just disposed of the previously dead plant and refilled the vase with water for the next plant to arrive. “They are absolutely beautiful.” Her smile was contagious as he watched her slightly adjust the arrangement. Bruno was a bit conflicted, unable to decide if he was upset with Isabela or not. Was it his ideal course of events? Absolutely not, but he supposed it worked out. He simply nodded, becoming a bit more comfortable with the situation having a positive result. “See you tonight?” Isa asked, a faint hint of accomplishment present in her voice. “Of course, I was planning on closing up a bit early.”

“We’ll see you there.” Bruno slightly winced at the small shake in his voice, though (y/n) didn’t seem to mind. Her smile instead widened a bit. The trio was interrupted by the clearing of a throat. Isabela stiffened as a rather tall man stepped forward, resting his hand on her shoulder as he set his goods to purchase on the counter. “My apologies, but I’m in a bit of a rush.” (Y/n)’s expression dropped slightly as she turned back towards the register. “Er- yes, sorry. Just lost in a good conversation.” Isa politely stepped out of his grip, and closer to her uncle, who of which frowned slightly at the sudden interruption. “No worries, you’ve always been a fan of flowers.” The man, Hugo, leaned an elbow against the counter, nudging the pair of Madrigals out of the way. He was a regular around the marketplace area, seemingly always just roaming around. He was from a rather well off family, resulting in a bit of a spoiled brat. He was an attractive man, and he knew it, flirting with just about any woman he came across. “Cabrón”, Bruno had heard his sisters refer to him as on several occasions. (Y/n) gave a polite nod, writing up a receipt. “I suppose you’re right.” Bruno glanced between the two, and he couldn’t help but feel out of place. “Let’s get going.” He spoke quietly to his sobrina, giving (y/n) a nod in farewell as the two slipped through the remaining line and out the doors.

They were nearly halfway home before anything was said. “Hey, that went well.” Isa shrugged, glancing over at her uncle. Bruno only returned her shrug, his eyes trailing across the ground. “Appreciate the help, but it’s pointless.” He nearly mumbled, tripping slightly as the began up the hill to the house. “What do you mean? She seemed to love it. Plus, you have more of a reason to talk to her tonight since we had talked earlier.” Bruno sighed. “But you saw the way Hugo looked at her. One look at that guy and I don’t stand a chance.” Isa stopped in her tracks, looking over at him with a confused expression. “What in the world are you talking about? Hugo just acts like that because he likes the reactions of people. He also probably saw you give her those flowers, and wanted to stir up a bit of drama.” She rolled her eyes. Bruno shook his head, taking the bag from Isa’s hand as she held it out to him and opened the door. “Let’s just focus on the party, yeah?” Again, a bit of a cold conclusion.

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A few hours later, and the party was in full swing. Music filled Casita, the entire town flooding the halls of the house. Bruno had spent most of the night joining the conversations of his family members, yielding surprisingly encouraging outcomes. Despite the populace’s general weariness with his return, it seemed that the idea of him being around again was being warmed up to. He was still far from comfortable, but it was definitely the most enjoyment he had had at a party yet. He was currently pulled into a debate with Mirabel and Camilo, deciding how long it would be before Parce broke out of Antonio’s room. The cat had developed a bit of an attachment to Antonio, her loud wailing occasionally being heard over the loud conversation. “I think you two are overestimating how easily she could get out. Casita definitely wouldn’t let her get too far. Neither would Mamá, to be completely honest.” Camillo shrugged, resting his hands on his hips. “I think that Parce would liven the place up a bit.” Mira snickered, adjusting her glasses. “Yes, because an entire-town party isn’t enough- (y/n)!” Mira exclaimed with a gasp, immediately abandoning the conversation and hurrying over to the woman. (Y/n) laughed as Mira threw her arms around her shoulders, returning the hug. “Before you ask, we get our next sewing supply shipment on Wednesday.” Mira beamed, giving an excited nod as she stepped back and instead took her hand. “You know me so well. Now! You have to try Mamá’s empanadas, she tried a new recipe and she wants as many opinions as possible!” She pulled the woman along with an iron grip, the pair soon disappearing into the kitchen. “You may not get to hang around your esposa much with Mira around.” Camillo teased his uncle, Bruno’s face immediately flushing red. “Oh cállate!” Bruno huffed with a chuckle, playfully pushing his shoulder. Mirabel and (y/n) quickly exited the kitchen, a few plates piled with empanadas balanced on the woman’s arms. Mira charged towards her tío and primo. “Eat!” Mira took two of stuffed bread pockets and shoved them into their hands. “You’ve been here for maybe two minutes and Mira’s already put you to work, huh?” Camilo asked with a raised brow, Bruno snickering as he took a bite from his empanada. “Actually, (y/n) offered to help me and Mamá out. So if you’ll excuse us, we’ve got deliveries to make.” (Y/n) shrugged as she followed Mirabel towards the next group, smiling at Bruno’s friendly wave as she left. “I don’t get how you can be scared to talk to a woman that just got told what to do by a fifteen-year old.” Camillo snickered, popping the snack into his mouth. “Are you just going to bother me with this all night?”

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It wasn’t long before the plates were nearly empty. The empanadas, expectedly, were very much a success. “Geez, it’s kinda hot in there with so many people around.” Mira leaned against the banister from the second floor balcony, taking another empanada from the plates that had been set on the bench behind them. “No kidding, my arms were getting a little tired after a while.” (Y/n) giggled, stretching her arms a bit before matching Mira. “Mamá will be glad to hear how it went. She was a bit worried about them. I hardly understand why though, she’s probably never made a bad meal in her life.” The two laughed. “Buenas noches, señoritas, mind if I steal a few empanadas?” (Y/n) stiffened as Hugo stumbled into the room, wrapping an arm around her waist. His words were noticeably slurred as he smirked down at her. Alma greatly limited alcohol at parties with so many children around, so he must have arrived already intoxicated. “Uh, yeah. Behind you.” Mirabel looked between his hand and (y/n), obvious discomfort written across her features. She shifted uncomfortably out of his grip, grabbing a plate and using it to create a bit of distance. “Take as many as you’d like.” She stated firmly. Mira stepped up behind her, resting a hand on her shoulder.

“Mira! Come here for a second! Señora Guzman wanted to ask about making a skirt for her!” Isabella called up the stairs, Mira’s lips forming a tight line as she looked at the doorway. “Go ahead, I need to speak to (y/n) about ordering something for me.” Hugo smiled widely, swaying slightly as he stepped out of the way of the doorway. (Y/n) rested a hand on her’s, nodding. “It’s okay, go on.” She gave a reassuring smile, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. She absolutely did not want to be alone with this man, but her number one priority was getting Mirabel away from him. Mira stayed firmly in place, glaring up at Hugo. “I can talk to her later about it.” Hugo sighed, motioning towards the door and taking a step forward. “C’mon, beat it kid. The adults need to have a conversation.” (Y/n)’s grip on her hand tightened. “Mira, go.” Her voice was much more stern this time. “Please.” Mirabel hesitantly let go, looking back at the two before quickly hurrying out the door. “Mirabel, Señora Guzman was needing a skirt for a birthday present for her sister. She’s very impressed with you-“ “We need to get Tío Bruno.” Isa’s smile faltered slightly. “What?” Isa rarely saw Mirabel so serious. She was immediately concerned, since Mira was always more than thrilled to make anything for anyone. Especially when it came to sewing. “We need to get Tío Bruno. Now.”

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“Now, what can I get for you? Fair warning, the next big shipment won’t be coming in for a few weeks.” Strictly business, she wanted to make that very clear.(Y/n) took a small step back, Hugo took a big step forward. Well, stumbled forward. “My order’s already here.” The man reeked of alcohol. She ducked out of the way of his hand as he reached for her, though she didn’t have much more room to move further back. “I-I’m flattered, really, but I’m not interested.” Hugo chuckled deeply, backing her up further. “Oh don’t be like that, I hear the way you talk to me.” (Y/n) raised a brow. “When you come into the store? When I simply ask if there’s anything else you need before your purchase? I apologize for any misunderstandings, but again, I’m not interested. Really.” she took a step around him, heading for the door. She felt a large hand wrap around her wrist, whipping her back around and towards him as he backed her against the wall. “Let go!” She gripped desperately at her own arm, attempting to pull herself out from under him. “You work far too hard, cariño. You need to relax. I can help with that.” His head lowered, his breath felt on her neck.

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“Tío!” Bruno’s head whipped in the direction of his sobrina’s frantic yell, turning towards her from the drink table. The loud music, along with the general conversation buzzing around the room made it hard to hear much of anything. His eyebrows furrowed as he watched Mirabel practically climb over guests, earning a few looks and glares. Even Isabela’s normal care-free disposition was completely abandoned. Mira swiped the drink from his hand, slamming it down on the table and taking his arm. “Woah woah woah! Slow down! What in the world is going on?” “We don’t have time! It’s (y/n).” And with that, Bruno had no problem being lead. In reality he was nearly pushing Mira in front of him. “Where?” “Upstairs.” Isa and Mira had to follow him after that, hurrying up the stairs behind him. “What happened?” “Hugo-“ a loud yell and the crash of a tray had Bruno sprinting up the stairs two at a time. “You two stay down here!” He called over his shoulder, panic very much present in his voice.

“Get off of me!” He heard (y/n) plead with the man as he skid around the corner, and in a few long strides he had a grip on the back of Hugo’s shirt. “That’s enough!” He was a bit impressed with himself, how easily he tore the man off of her. “You stay the hell away from her!” He stepped in between the two, shoving Hugo back further by his chest. Hugo only rolled his eyes. He looked down at the seer, quite a bit taller than the Madrigal. “Patético. You’re just mad that I got to her first.” Less than a second later, Bruno’s fist was colliding with his jaw. “Bruno!” (Y/n) yelped in surprise recoiling slightly at the sudden excitement. Hugo grunted as his knuckles made contact, his hand coming up to hold his already bruising jaw. Bruno found himself a bit taken back by his own actions. He’d been punched before, sure, but never had he initiated it. Hugo gave a bitter laugh, swaying a bit as he regained his balance. “Estas muerto.” Bruno quickly urged (y/n) back. He veered out of the way of each strike Hugo attempted, though it wasn’t too difficult, considering how intoxicated he was. He did his best to keep from backing up further, glancing back at (y/n) as she rubbed her bruised wrist. Her eyes were locked on Bruno in panic, unsure of what to do. She knew jumping in wouldn’t help, considering that this fight surrounded getting her out of this. “Aye! Someone, Ayuda!” She desperately called out, praying that anyone would hear her. She looked around the balcony, hurriedly taking a hold of one of Julieta’s trays. It seeming a bit weighty, heavier than she expected at least. Bruno swiveled away from another punch, and (y/n) took the opportunity to swing. A loud clatter echoed as Hugo fell against the banister, holding his head. The tray wasn’t nearly enough to cause major damage, but it definitely could stagger someone. That and the alcohol held him there for a moment, long enough for Felix and Augustin to get a hold and restrain him.

“That is enough!” Alma came storming out, Mira and Isa not far from the doorway. “You not only come into our home intoxicated past reason, but attack both one of my guests and my son. You will never find yourself welcome in our home again.” She spat after the two men had dragged him to his feet before motioning them to get him out of there. By now, the main room below, and the party, had gone nearly silent. Augustin and Felix hauled him down the stairs, small “excuse us,” and “pardon me,”s heard as they made their way though the parting crowd. By now, the rest of the family had arrived. Each face filled with concern as Julieta made her way past and towards her brother. “Are you two alright?” She asked, her brows furrowed as she looked over the two. (Y/n) gave a nod, with a small smile and a shaky breath. “Thanks to Bruno.” She shuffled a bit closer to the two, handing Julieta her tray. “I’m sorry about the tray. It shouldn’t be too bent.” Julieta quickly shook her head, gently taking the tray from her. “That is the least of my worries, querida. I’m just glad you are both okay. Now, Bruno, you two head to the kitchen and grab something to eat, just in case.” She cupped both Bruno’s and (y/n)’s cheek affectionately for a moment before nodding towards the door. “Camilo, Dolores, I need you two downstairs to reassure everyone that everything is okay. Mirabel and Isabela, could you clean up this mess? And Luisa, I need you on music.” Alma leaned over the banister, checking in to catch Felix and Augustin tossing Hugo out onto path before heading back into the Casita and closing the doors. With that, the Madrigals hurried off to their respective tasks, and it wasn’t long before cheery reassurances were heard from not only the the two grandchildren, but Felix and Augustin as well. Alma finally turned to Bruno and (y/n), her previously stern expression finally relaxing. “Thank god the two of you are alright. I should have had him thrown out the second he arrived.” She took a deep breath before clasping her hands together. “Now, you two go ahead and calm down, I believe we’ve had enough excitement for this evening.” She gave a small smile, glancing once more at her son before heading back to the party. By now, the music and the sound of voices had picked back up. Mira and Isa quickly hurried in after, stepping over the scattered empanadas. “(Y/n)! Did he- what happened after I left- I’m sorry” (y/n) quickly hushed her, taking her hands in her own. “Mira, why are you apologizing? Im okay thanks to you and Bruno, what could you possibly have to be sorry for?” Mira found herself unable to speak for a moment, trying to form any kind of sentence. “For leaving-“ “Hey, I told you to leave. I didn’t want you here either.” Mira sighed, finally launching herself towards (y/n) and wrapping her arms around her. “I’m glad you’re okay.” The woman smiled, holding her just as tightly “I’m glad you’re okay too. Now! Let’s get back to the party; huh?” Mira smiled up at her and nodded, unraveling her arms and slipping past her to grab the remaining tray. (Y/n) gave Isa a “thank you” as well, the girl matching her sister’s warm smile. “Of course, and I’m hoping to see you around here more.” She giggled, glancing over at her uncle before joining her sister with the cleanup.

“Ready-uh, to head down?” Bruno offered a hand, and (y/n) finally realized how much he was shaking. Then again, she realized how much she was shaking herself. She nodded, smiling warmly as she took his hand. “Ready when you are.” Bruno nodded, somewhat returning her smile as he lead her towards the kitchen. His hold on her hand was incredibly gentle, so much so that it felt like a whisper of a touch. Thankfully, most of the party attendees were distracted as the pair slipped along the edge of the room, having no troubles making it to the kitchen. The countertops were still lined with mounds and mounds of food. Julieta had really outdone herself. “What can I grab for you? Don’t worry about seconds, because we clearly have plenty-“ “thank you.” Bruno felt her grip on his hand tighten. He looked over at her, his focus no longer on the food. “You don’t need to thank me, I would do it again in a heartbeat.” Her smile really was contagious. “Well, I hope you don’t have to do anything like that for a long while.” She giggled. “Though you did look quite intimidating.” It was Bruno’s turn to laugh as he huffed out a chuckle. “I’ve heard that one before, but this is the first time I’ve heard it in a positive context.” (Y/n) rolled her eyes, heading over towards the counter and taking a couple arepas from one of the large piles. She handed one to Bruno, taking a bite of her own. “But people are starting to realize the kind of person you really are. Especially after tonight.” Bruno took a bite of his own. “The Encanto’s punch-happy recluse?” (Y/n) snickered, shaking her head. “A charming, caring man who truly cares about the people of this town.” Bruno couldn’t help the warmth that spread to his cheeks as he looked down at his arepa, pulling off another chunk and popping it into his mouth. “I really appreciate it, but you’re giving me too much credit.” “Por dios, Bruno. You fought a man to protect me without hesitation.”

“Because you’re my friend” the woman was clearly unsatisfied with his answer.

“And you would do it for anyone else in this town, wouldn’t you?”

“Well yes but-“

“Then I’m right, aren’t I? Why is it so hard for you to admit that you’re a good person?”

“Because I’m in love with you!”

Bruno felt his mouth go dry as the words fell from his lips. His eyes widened as his gaze snapped up to her’s. It was painfully silent for what felt like ages. “A-and you deserve more than someone like me.” His voice shook. “Doing one good thing doesn’t make you an upstanding citizen. In my life, I have caused more harm than good, and this doesn’t right all of my wrongs.” He was the one to break their tense eye contact, his stare moving to the floor. “Bruno, what could you possibly mean by that?” Bruno shakily sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “You’ve heard the stories, (y/n). You know my reputation. My gift has brought nothing but trouble.”

“And none of that is you’re fault! You didn’t decide what was shown in your visions. The rumors were just the result of people unhappy with their results. You have done nothing but help the people of this town, whether they liked it or not.”

He couldn’t bear to look at her, her presence nearly suffocating him. “I need a vision.” Bruno was caught a bit off guard as she set her pastry on a napkin, dusting off her hands. “If the man I love is such a bad person, what does my future hold then?”

“I-… what?”

He had never dared to view her future, absolutely terrified of the thought of seeing her with someone else. At first he convinced himself he would see Hugo, but in reality he was worried about seeing anyone but himself. Of which he was sure was impossible.

“If you’re so sure that you don’t deserve anyone, prove it.” Bruno found himself truly at a loss for words. He hadn’t realized how close she was getting until she was just a few inches from him. Bruno’s breathing hitched. He began noticing little details he had never noticed before. A few beauty marks that littered her skin. The slightly-darker circles under her eyes displaying the long hours she worked everyday. Her lips, still stained just slightly darker from the pigment she had applied before she had worked. He found himself unable to look away from them. He brought a hand to her cheek, stopping just before making contact. He hesitated, though was encouraged as (y/n) rested her hand on top of his in reassurance. “I am in love with you, Bruno Madrigal. You do not need a vision to know that.” And with that he closed the remaining gap between them, their lips softly joining as he brought his other hand up. He gently brushed his thumbs across her cheeks. A shiver ran down his spine as her hands made their way to his rauna, her fingers running along the embroidered material. A million thoughts ran though his head, and yet he couldn’t describe the feeling of her lips on his as anything other than fireworks. His chest felt warm, her body pressed against his in an embrace.

He rested his forehead against her’s as they parted. They took a moment, simply absorbing each other’s presences. “I love you. And I have for years.” She rested her hands on top of his, kissing him once more.

“Well, I think I’ll need to pick up a few things from the store tomorrow.” (Y/n) giggled. “I would like that.”

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gladerwolfstarkimagines · 2 years

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Imagine Camilo getting jealous when you start spending time with his family because you’re his best friend and he likes having you to himself...while having no idea you’re only doing it because you like him too.

When your house had a fire The Madrigals were the first to offer to help. Party because they were the leaders of your town but also because you and Camilo were best friends. When you need a place to stay while your parents sorted everything out the Madrigals didn’t hesitate and so you temporarily moved into the famous Casita.

Camilo didn't like this for two reasons. 1. Being a part of a big family and a middle child it was hard to feel special but with you he felt like the most wonderful person in the world. You were so kind and positive, it always made him smile and he didn’t really want to share that with anyone else, he’d grown protective of you. 2. He had a pretty big crush on you which he was sure his family would sniff out the second they saw you together.

For these two reasons you never really hung out at Camilo’s, he’d always come to you instead but you were his best friend. When he heard the situation he didn’t even contemplate telling you no. He sorted it all with his family and helped you move in.

The Madrigals were very curious about you, they’d of course met you but they hadn’t been around you a lot so they were excited. So of course the second you sat down at the dinner table they all started grilling you, to find out more about you. Before promptly moving on to the more practical stuff. “Now we have one more thing to discuss” Abuela said “y/n’s accommodation”. Camilo paused “her accommodation? This is it!” he said gesturing to casita. Abuela nodded “yes but we haven’t chosen a room for her”. “Well she’ll be staying with me right?” Camilo asked, He thought it was a no-brainer but apparently not. "Y/n can’t stay with you! I know you're close but we don't want to encourage other things" his Abeula said and Camilo frowned "what do you think we do at hers every time I stay over?". His family all paused misinterpreting his meaning and Camilo rushed to explain he meant he stayed over in your every time he went over. "Yes well Isabela's room is big enough for two so y/n will stay with her. Your room is far too small" Abuela said dismissively and Camilo knew there was no arguing with her now. Camilo turned and looked at Isabela worried. His cousin could be horrible at the best of times, he was worried she'd be cruel to you. He tried to catch her eye but Isabela barely glanced at him and after dinner she rushed off with you before Camilo could say anything.

Your POV You’d just finished the best meal of your life when Camilo’s cousin turned to you “so want me to show you to my room?”. You nodded “yes please” and Isabela led the way upstairs. "You don't have hay fever do you?" she asked turning to you. You shook your head "nope! I also have a really weak sense of smell". Isabela nodded "that's handy" and she pushed open her door. "Woah!" you cried "your room is beautiful". "Really?" she asked "I figured pink and flowers weren’t really your thing considering you’re constantly in dark colours". You smiled "hey I know I'm pretty monotone but I do love pink! It just doesn’t suit me as it does you. Regardless your room is lovely and the flowers...wow. do you have a favourite?". The easiest way to get into Isabela’s good book was to talk about flowers with her. Isabela nodded "It used to be roses but recently I've really been enjoying lillies". "Wow all good choices" you smiled and Isabela looked at you "what's your favourite?". You laughed "it sounds stupid but I really like cacti". Isabela laughed and you nodded "I know right! Crazy". "No I...come on” she said tugging you towards her window at the far side of the room. She threw back her curtains and smiled “ta-dah!”. On her window sill were a ton of baby cacti all potted neatly. "You have a whole cacti nursery!" you cried excited and Isabela smiled, pleased you got as excited as her over cacti. "I've only just started growing them but I'm still working out how to make them flower". You nodded "yeah cacti can be stubborn bastards, I was reading something about that the other day let me see if I can find it" and you dug into your boxes (that Luisa had very kindly brought up) to find a book. "I've read a lot of books on plants so I'm not sure if you'll have anything..." Isabela said frowning. "Ow it's not a book just my grandmother’s gardening notes, she was a great herbologist....here it is!". You read the passage before passing it to Isabela "have you tried altering the sodium levels in the soil?". Isabela flicked through the passage and shook her head "no I haven’t...and she’s given 3 other suggestions I’ve never even heard of, how did she learn all of this?". You shrugged "apparently it was her passion once all her kids were older and she was really good at it. One of those cases where she got into it late in life but still aced it. It's kind of reassuring knowing you don’t have to be perfect from a young age, you can always discover something new later". Isabela nodded "yeah that's a nice thought...can I borrow this? I want to see what else she worked out". You nodded "of course! I'm nowhere near as good as my grandmother but I do like gardening so if you want any help just let me know". Isabela smiled "I might take you up on that". She was beginning to like the sound of her new roommate.

The next morning Camilo had hardly got any sleep last night and he waited anxiously for you at the top of the staircase. He hadn't heard any yelling from Isabela's room and Dolores said you’d been up talking till late but sounded happy. Camilo was nervous though and so he waited to see if you needed saving, he could always beg Mirabel or Dolores to share with you if his Abuela insisted on this stupid no sharing a room rule. Camilo was debating how to challenge her when Isabela's door opened and laughter escaped. Camilo frowned to see Isabela was the one beaming. You were telling a story that was apparently very amusing. "Morning Camilo" Isabela said when she saw him and you smiled "hey Camilo". "Hey...so how was being roommates?". "Great actually!" Isabela smiled "if only I could've had a sister like y/n, I've asked her to trade with Mirabel but she said no". "Because Mirabel is great and you know you love her really" you replied before spotting Camilo’s expression "are you okay?". He nodded "yeah I just remembered I left something in my room so I'll meet you downstairs". You both nodded and walked away leaving Camilo stunned. What on earth was going on? The bonding only continued. You and Camilo hung out all morning but come the afternoon he had chores so you stayed in the living room and did some school work. You were trying to solve a math equation when you heard the door go and Dolores rushed to get it. From the way she was laughing and how high her voice went you figured it was her boyfriend Mariano and he soon appeared proving you right. He said hello to you and you smiled back pleased Camilo’s sister was so happy however it wasn't meant to last. Pepa appeared not long after and told Dolores Mariano would have to go soon as she had to babysit Antonio. Apparently everyone would be out soon and Dolores was the only one free. Dolores tried arguing but Pepa wouldn’t budge and so Dolores sent Mariano away looking very sad. You noticed this and waited for Pepa to leave before going over. "Dolores can I speak to you for a moment?". She nodded "sure I'm stuck here after all". "I think I can help with that...see I'm planning on staying in all afternoon so what if I babysit Antonio for you?". Dolores paused "aww y/n I can’t ask you to do that! My mother would flip if she knew".'" I won't tell if you won’t" you smiled "I really don’t mind! I’ll be here anywhere so it seems cruel to make you miss out on a date with Mariano. I mean how often do you get time to just be with him?". Dolores nodded "good point...you're sure you don’t mind?". "Not a bit" you smiled "go, we'll be fine". Dolores grinned "thank you y/n you’re the best" and she hugged you before rushing out the door.

Camilo’s POV Camilo's day had been pretty good. He’d got his chores done early and so was making his way back home in a great mood. On his way he passed Dolores who told him "your best friend is amazing". Camilo of course knew this but wasn’t aware Dolores had such strong feelings for you. However before he could ask her what happened she’d passed him and so Camilo just carried on home.

Camilo heard laughter as soon as he walked inside and he followed the noises upstairs. Camilo walked into his brother's room to find you dressed as a cheetah. Atleast that's what he thought the dots on your face were supposed to be. It was actually very very cute. You appeared to be playing some animal version of hide and seek and were “hunting” Antonio when you spotted him. "Camilo!" you said jumping and you blushed "hi". "Nice tail" he smiled "so I'm guessing you got stuck babysitting and Antonio wanted to play rainforest?". You nodded "yup but it was actually quite fun! Antonio's room is awesome". Camilo nodded "I get lost every time I come here". You went to reply when a mini cheetah (Antonio) leapt at you "I found you!" he cried and you laughed cushioning him as you fell so he didn’t get hurt. "I was meant to be stalking you remember!". "Yeah but you got distracted by Camilo" he said giving his brother a pointed look as if Camilo was disturbing a very important meeting or something. You smirked looking to Camilo "you're right Camilo did distract me! How rude of him". "Hey I just came to see if you were okay". "Well we are, so go!" Antonio cried "I was to play with y/n and you always get to play with her". You smiled "that is true Camilo" still going along with this. "Well what if I joined in?" Camilo asked. Antonio shook his head "no y/n is better than you, you're too loud". You snorted at the look on Camilo’s face but soon stepped in. "How about we let him play to be nice? I can teach Camilo to do better". Antonio sighed "fine but he’s on your team" and he rushed away. "Teams?" Camilo asked "so who's on Antonio's side?". "The leopard" you replied "so you better do better this time" and with a smile you dragged Camilo off into the rainforest. Camilo could honestly say that was the most fun game of rainforest he’d ever played and his brother seemed to agree. He practically had to drag Antonio away from you and promised you’d all play again soon. You had a big smile on your face and Camilo shook his head "I think he likes you more than me". You laughed "no I'm just the fun friend who’s visiting. He definitely loves his cool older brother the most". Camilo blushed remembering how you always made him feel like this and he smiled "well regardless one thing is for sure". "Ow yeah and what's that?" you asked. "We make adorable cheetahs" Camilo replied wiping a dot on your cheek and you burst out laughing making him smile even more. Your POV

After living with the Madrigals you began to notice some things...like how Luisa did a LOT. Of course all the Madrigals pitched in when their gift would be useful but a gift like super-strength was pretty in-demand and so Luisa was called on a lot. While you were just waking up she was already downstairs, scoffing down a quick breakfast and getting on with her chores. While you were taking a shower and getting ready she’d already been into town and solved a few crises’. When you and Camilo walked through town you heard countless people calling for her or asking Abuela if Luisa could help them tomorrow. You began to feel bad at how overworked Luisa was so you decided to try and help her by taking atleast one thing off her list.

Every day the donkey man would lose his flock. You’d have thought after many repeats of this he’d have learnt to keep a closer eye on them or just get a more secure field but no, it was easier to rely on Luisa so he didn’t. You thought it would be nice if Luisa didn’t have to do this one thing every day, maybe she could use the twenty minutes to relax, read a book or even just sit down and have a meal. So you began watching the donkeys to learn their routine and you spotted something interesting.

Luisa’s POV

Luisa was on a roll. She’d helped rebuild the school, moved some trees around and had done all her family chores and it was only 2 o’clock! If she kept it up she might be able to get some light exercise in before dinner but she was getting too excited. She had to just keep making her way through her tasks and not get ahead of herself. Sometimes the same task could take considerably longer depending on the day so she’d learnt not to get too pumped about any possible free time she might have. So Luisa put a break to the edge of her mind and made her way towards the donkey fields. They shouldn’t have wandered too far so if she could just catch them as quickly as possible...when she froze.

Down the mountain pass was a line of donkeys but they weren’t going away from the farm but towards it. Luisa frowned, utterly confused before she saw a figure at the front. It was you and the donkeys were all following you. Luisa watched as you led them all back to the farm before closing the latch firmly. Luisa ran up to you very confused. "How did you do that?" she asked and you jumped "Ow hey Luisa! I thought I’d try and pitch in with the chores and noticed you do this every day so wanted to see if I could help”. Luisa smiled “that’s so kind of you but seriously how did you get them all to just follow you like that”. You smiled “with these!” and you pulled some carrots out of your bag. “I started watching the donkeys and I noticed something, they really like carrots! Every morning they’d see Mr Hernandez drive by with his produce with the carrots on the very top of the pile. They really like them so they follow him but get lost because their attention spans aren’t that great and then you’d find them and the same thing would happen the next day but it doesn’t have to be this way! If we get Hernandez to choose a different route or just keep them on the stables until he’s passed it should solve the problem...or we could just make the lock more secure". Luisa paused "I...yeah they all sound good. Which one is best?". You shrugged "well a secure pen means they'll never get out if anything else distracts them so I'd vote that one". Luisa nodded "okay secure the pen...well I could carry large stones and put them around d it or dig a moat". "Or we could just put actual locks on the door?" you asked "with this one all they need to do is nudge it and it opens". Luisa nodded "locks, locks are good". You smiled "great, okay I'll go grab some in town and get them fitted". Luisa frowned “do you need any help?”. You shook your head “no i’ll be right back! You just sit here, enjoy the sun and make sure they don’t get back out”.

Luisa nodded “just sit here and enjoy the sun” she repeated to herself “that should be easy enough...right?

When you got back ten minutes later you found Luisa re-arranging the pen so all the water tanks were in the shade. “Luisa!” you cried “I told you to relax”. She froze and dropped the tank suddenly making the donkeys jump. “Sorry!” she apologised to them “I tried relaxing I did, i’m just not good at it! I don’t get what I’m supposed to do”. You smiled “here i’ll show you” and led her to a nice shade part of the field. You brought a chair and eased her into it. You lifted up her feet and got her some water and a random book you found. “Here” you said and Luisa took it from you “okay now what? What should I do to relax?”. You smiled “you’re already doing it!”. “I am?” she asked surprised and you laughed “yep and on your first try too! You’re a natural”. Luisa paused “so I just get to sit here and read?”. You nodded “or nap, or sing, or eat whatever you’d like to do”. Luisa paused “hmm it might be nice to close my eyes and enjoy the sun for a bit. I hurt my back the other week and this feels nice”. You smiled “then go right ahead! I’ll get the lock fitted and let you know when it’s done. Until then you just sit here”. Luisa nodded “okay” and closed her eyes.

That night you and Luisa came home together and she would not stop singing your praises. You brushed off the compliments but all of his siblings and cousins agreed, joining in. Except for one of them.

Mirabel Despite being the same age Camilo and Mirabel weren’t that close. They used to be when they were kids but after Mirabel’s ceremony there had been a divide between them. It wasn’t a purposeful divide but one that existed all the same. It’d gotten worse as they got into their teen years and at school they barely interacted. So when Camilo and you set off to watch a school football match one afternoon he didn’t even think to ask Mirabel who was sitting quietly reading. You however did "hey isn’t Mirabel coming? Our whole class will be there". "Ow I’m not sure..." Camilo answered honestly and you smiled "well why don’t we ask her?" and before Camilo could protest you’d walked over. Camilo had been looking forward to some quality alone time with you at the football match but it was too late now. He saw as you charmed Mirabel and she asked anxiously if you were sure. She looked over to Camilo to check and he couldn’t let her down so he nodded giving her the thumbs up. Mirabel smiled and agreed, you returned arm in arm with her and took Camilo’s other arm "she said yes so now I get two wonderful Madrigals!". Both Mirabel and Camilo blushed but you didn’t notice. You were already leading them out the door.

You had a pleasant walk down to the football pitch and got some good seats not too close but not too far away. You had been a hit with all the Madrigals so far and Mirabel was no exception. Camilo watched as you chatted to Mirabel as if you were old friends and she was soon laughing and grinning widely...a little too widely. Camilo had seen Mirabel like this before and it was always around pretty girls she liked. Now Camilo thought you were very pretty so he was keenly watching the two of you and thought Mirabel was acting more and more suspicious until suddenly she did it! Her go-to flirt which was to compliment the girl while twirling her hair. Camilo completely understood Mirabel’s infatuation with you but he wasn’t going to lose you. Game on cousin he thought and began competing for your attention.

“Hey y/n remember that time a few weeks ago when that dog ran onto the pitch and scored a goal?” Camilo called. You immediately turned to him with a big smile on your face. “Yeah that was the best match of the season!”. Mirabel grinned “I bet! What kind of dog was it?”. “Ahh you just had to be there” Camilo replied before you could respond and Mirabel frowned “what?”. “We also got those nachos that night, remember y/n?”. You nodded “yeah they were really good! I hope they’re here tonight”. “Ow you like nachos? I make the best nachos! My mom taught me the recipe and it’s amazing” Mirabel smiled. You turned to her excited “no way! You so have to teach me that recipe or you know just make it for me sometimes” you joked and Camilo almost gasped when you winked at her. “Hey Mirabel remember that time you gave everyone food poisoning because you forgot to cook the chicken properly?”. Mirabel paused and her smile dropped “that was like two years ago!”. “Yeah but remember how funny it was?” Camilo asked “the vomiting and the way your mom didn’t let you near the kitchen for months afterwards? Good times”. Mirabel frowned “well remember the time you pulled a prank on my dad and broke his leg?”. “What!” you cried spinning to Camilo who blushed “it wasn’t that bad...”. “It was in a cast for months!” Mirabel cried and you frowned “what happened?”. “It was an accident” Camilo tried but Mirabel cut him off “so my dad was coming upstairs when Camilo gets the idea to scare him. He hid and when my dad reached the top he transformed into a huge Abuela and yelled “”Agustin!””. Of course my dad screams and fell right down the stairs”. You winced “ouch that must’ve hurt”. Mirabel nodded “it did, even my mom couldn’t heal him fully. This happened only last year, didn’t Camilo tell you?”. Camilo glared “why didn’t you tell Y/n about the great food poisoning incident before offering her food?” Camilo shot back. Mirabel shook her head “so what anytime we discuss food I have to bring up that once I didn’t cook something properly? What kind of logic is that?”. “Good logic!” Camilo replied and Mirabel raised an eyebrow “are you sure?”.

"Okay!” you said suddenly standing up “I’m gonna go grab another drink, does anyone want anything?” you asked. Camilo and Mirabel answered at the same time “no!” before they realised and glared at one another. You stood up “okay, I'll be back in a sec” and you disappeared. The two Madrigals watched you walk away, big smiles until you disappeared. "What are you doing?" Mirabel asked turning to Camilo who raised an eyebrow "me? I’m not the one who hasn’t taken their eyes off y/n for the past hour". Mirabel blushed "I have no idea what you mean". "You like her!" Camilo cried and Mirabel went even redder "well I...y/n’s pretty amazing okay! Why did you never set the two of us? Way to hold out on a cousin". "Because I want y/n to be just my friend, nobody else’s" Camilo said before he could help it "I don’t want her dating someone else or hanging out with my family I want her all to myself and I know that's selfish but I..." when he realised Mirabel was laughing "what's so funny?". Mirabel smirked "we must have a genetic vulnerability to y/n because you’re doing the same thing as me! You like y/n too!" Camilo blushed "I...she’s my best friend". "Yeah who you want all to yourself all the time...that's just a bit too friendly Camilo". "Shut up" Camilo blushed as Mirabel laughed more "no wonder you were so mad at me flirting with her! How didn’t I see this before? You’re practically in love with her! Well don’t worry I'll bow out but you definitely owe me" Mirabel said and with a last laugh she left the game leaving the two of you alone like Camilo always planned but now he was a lot more nervous.

Of course the second the words left Mirabel’s mouth he knew they were true. The way he felt around you, how he couldn’t help but smile when he saw you, his desire to keep you totally for himself all pointed to the same thing, he’d just ignored it for so long because he was scared. What if you didn’t like him? Camilo was jolted out of his thoughts as you appeared "hey, where did Mirabel go?". "Ow she remembered she was supposed to do something important for Abuela so she rushed home". You frowned "aww that’s a shame" and Camilo couldn’t help but feel a little jealous. "Yeah guess you're stuck with me" he said smiling but you picked up on his tone and knew it wasn’t a joke. "I'm never stuck with you Camilo, you're my best friend. Why wouldn’t I want to spend time with you?". Camilo shrugged "just ignore me sorry I've just been...feeling a little insecure this week that’s all". You frowned and scooched closer "do you want to talk about? The thing that’s making you feel insecure?". Camilo paused and before he could help it he was blurting it out "I like you". As soon as the words left his mouth Camilo was horrified and his eyes widened in terror “I have to go!” he declared.

He just ran for it. Panic seized him and he chose the flight response. However you weren’t letting him off that easily. You followed him and quickly caught up to him “Camilo! You can just take off after saying something like that”. Camilo sighed “I know i’m sorry...I just really didn’t want to do this”. “Do what?” you asked and he sighed “this, wondering what you’re gonna say...it honestly more nervewracking than my gift ceremony”. You frowned “well I’m sorry you feel so stressed but you know you can tell me anything and you don’t have to be scared of my reaction right? I’ll always be here for you Camilo, nothing can ruin our friendship”.

That one word told Camilo all he needed to know. You just wanted to be friends. He tried not to let the disappointment show on his face and nodded “thanks y/n...that’s reassuring”. You could tell he was still upset so you carried on quickly. “Now can you expand on what you said earlier because I like you too Camilo and if you meant it in the way I’m hoping you did then I’d love to date you”. Camilo started “pardon?”. You chuckled “I like you Camilo Madrigal and have for a while, was it really not obvious? Why do you think I was trying so hard with your family? I wanted them to like me! I know how close you are with them so I figured if they didn’t like me that would blow any chance I had with you”. Camilo laughed at the irony “this whole week I’ve been stressed because I thought you liked my family better than me”. You smiled “really? When the whole time I was doing it precisely because I like you”. Camilo blushed “wow I’m an idiot”. “No you’re not” you said taking his hand “I didn’t realise how you felt or that I’d been leaving you out. I’m sorry”. Camilo shook his head “it’s not your fault, I was being overprotective and sensitive...you really like me?”. You laughed “of course I do! Now how about we ditch this sports thing and go hang out just the two of us? No other family members in sight”. Camilo blushed “that sounds perfect” and he offered you his arm. Together you walked away into the bright afternoon.

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Happy National Latino Heritage Month!

I thought I’d post an old Encanto imagine I had written ages ago to celebrate. So if there are any people still not over how great Encanto was, this is for you!

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suncakie · 2 years

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—Pretty Couple | Camilo x fem!reader

Request. [Anon] Hello!! Can you maybe write a Camilo x reader (prefer she/her pronouns but I don’t mind they/them!) fluff one-shot where Camilo is a big simp for the reader and she/they just found it so cute (they’re already a couple), like Camilo is talking with mirabel but he see the reader and just go see her/them leaving mirabel

Warnings. Fluff, pretty couple, camilo is ooc(?), cringy ending(?)

Notes. Hello there anon!! Thank you so much for requesting:D does this show off how camilo is a big simp-i tried to make it very realistic yet still loveable! I hope this suits your taste<33

Despite Being a couple for almost a year, Camilo acts as if your still in your courting phase, more so, Camilo being a big simp for you.

You are pretty.

Very pretty heck beautiful even, What did Camilo ever do to deserve such beauty? Did he save a whole darn country in his past life that made the people above him meet you? Yet alone, be in a relationship with you?

The both of you aren't even fresh in the relationship, you have been dating for months! Almost a year too! And yet Camilo feels like he just fell in love all over again.

You found it adorable how your loving partner would admire you and tell you those catchy yet cringy pick-up lines like the two of you are in your courting phase.

The small glances and loving smiles while doing your chores encourages not only you but also Camilo in doing your best the whole day, despite doing everything in the best you can.

It was bright and sunny in encanto, another day has past with a lot of chores to do. You had been helping your tia Julieta with feeding the people with minor and major injuries.

The worst one being fallen down by a tree as the town is renovating its area. Although despite the injuries being less and less frequent it doesn't mean the arepas Julieta had readied will never run out.

"(Name)? could you please get the batch of arepas in the shelves? Their under the stove"

Julieta caught your attention by holding a gentle hand on your shoulder, careful to not startle you as you were tending an injured animal.

You hummed and looked at her, a smile reached your features as you nodded, softly patting the squirrel at the table to notify that he is fully healed.

"Sure Tia, anything to help" you grinned and made your way to the madrigal abode.

Before abruptly stopping as Julieta also asked you to bring the other arepas for an afternoon snack, which was also under the 'magical' arepas by the stove.

You skidded along the tiles of the home, as the house's opened window moved along, waving to you as a welcome.

"Hello there Casita" you waved back and thanked the House as it opened the door for you.

You noticed how the tiles and paint seems to be newly polished, feathering your touch towards it "your looking very beautiful today Casita"

Casita responded by moving the tiles along your feet, you giggled at that and ventured your way towards the kitchen.

Of course not forgetting to wave at Mirabel, who were a few tiles away from the door, talking to your lover as she smiled back at you and continued her chattering.

Camilo not missing the gesture.

As you entered the kitchen, the smell of freshly baked goods filled your nostrils, you made your way towards the stove Julieta uses to cook.

And grabbed the tray of arepas on it, all freshly stacked on the tray.

You placed it on the table and moved to get the other tray not until voice stopped you from doing so.

"Why didn't my angel greet me today"

You could hear the pout at his tone alone and you looked at him confused "aren't you talking with Mirabel earlier? It seemed important"

The boy hummed and took a bite of the arepas on your tray feeding himself the food "it wasn't, she's just telling me where the paint are and the colors I should use to repaint some parts at casita"

"Milo'! That is important" you playfully scolded him with a nudge, the boy smirking at you and wrapped his arms around your figure.

"Not as important as you" He pecked your cheek and shrugged his arms out of you.

"Two out of ten" You scored and Camilo whined at it, until being cut off by Casita playfully hitting his legs.

While Camilo was suffering in the corner, you took this chance and took the tray of arepas and placed it above the tray your holding, thinking this is the best way to get two things done at the same time.

"I'll be going now Milo' ill see you later" you pecked him on the cheek and headed for the door, stopping when Camilo held your shoulder.

He grabbed the two tray and walked beside you, a loving smile on his features as you mirrored his own "I'll be carrying that for you señorita"

You shook your head and took the upper tray "nope! I'm carrying at least one" Camilo raised his brows but let you be.

"Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are?" You laughed, oh how much Camilo loved your laugh, is like music to his ears.

"Yes! Like I don't know, since this morning?" You looked at him, your lips twitched upwards to only see him looking at you already.

"Well I gotta remind you every second" He answered, eyes staring at you lovingly, while you lead the way helping him to not hit anything while walking.

"Very sweet Cami'" you told him and looked at him, examining his features, from his freckles to his emerald eyes "pretty boy..." you muttered as Camilo looked at you curiously.

"What?" He asked, he unfortunately wasn't able to hear what you said.

You shrugged him off and walked further than him, telling him to moving faster as the two of you have chores to do.

Camilo looked at your brisk walking figure, and smiled softly, you were very pretty in his eyes, and he was very pretty in yours.

A pretty couple, just how he likes it.

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camilos-mivida · 2 years

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The Arranged Marriage

Part Three - The Next Day

Pairing with Aged-up Camilo Madrigal and Female Reader

Check the previous and next part in this Masterlist

A brand new day shined through the Madrigal's windows, the sky was clear as the heaven, being surrounded by the lovely winged animals, hearing their melodic chirpings from a great distance. Your dreams fade away as you were waking up to your reality.

"Morning, mi vida"

Are the first words you heared today, you blinked your eyes open, the ceiling is as clear as the day outside, the room filled with a certain scent. Coming back to your other senses, you were laying against his chest as you also heared him humming while stroking your hair.

You fought so hard to keep yourself awake but the nature surrounding you might have not agree, the way you adjusted yourself made him stop from what he was doing.

"Good Morninggg" Camilo sang when you peeked your head up to see him.

"Hellooo" You sang back, smiling happily as you did.

"How was your sleep?" Camilo had asked you.

You bowed down to yawn before looking back up again. "It was fine, how about you?"

Well my arms does hurt a bit from keeping you in them, but no worries, I'm fine.

"It was great, amor" Camilo lightly smiled at you before he propped himself to the side to face you entirely.

"So, what's our plan today?"

You chuckled. "Our plan?"

"Yeah, I mean today is my last day of babysitting the townskids since they're all grown up now and so am I" He told you.

"And how are you grown up already?" You cheekily asked.

"Well..." Camilo softly grabbed your left hand, intertwining his hand with yours, and placing a delicate kiss on the back of your hand before facing it to you. "I did already place my mother's ring on the hand of my dear beloved"

"Yeah, but through an arrangement, you didn't even spoke one word when you placed this here" Camilo's smile, frowned.

"Then take it off I'll redo it sometime" Camilo told you and removed the ring on your hand.

You loudly gasped, "Well that's not a grown-up thing for you to do" you commented.

"I know...but I want to do better than the dinner scene last night" Camilo told you as he placed the ring back in his pocket.

"Don't put that there"

"Yup, you're right, don't wanna lose that ring" Camilo nervously chuckled as he placed back the ring in your hand.

"BREAKFAST!!!" Someone banged on the door.

"Carlos! Don't bang the door like that!" A scold was heared from a distance outside.

"Eh lo siento abuela"

You and Camilo let out a silent laugh as he walked to his door to open it.

"Tonta what's taking you two so long?" Carlos asked leaning on Camilo's doorframe.

"CARLOS!" Pepa yelled from the courtyard.

"Just get inside before someone would scold you again" Camilo pushed Carlos inside and made him sat on a chair.

"It's really weird to see Y/n here" Carlos spoke as he saw you braiding your hair infront of his brother's vanity.

"It's really annoying to see you here" You told him, securing your braid.

"Why would you even braid your hair? Just let it be a mess" Carlos snickered, hiding his face.

"Permission to hit your brother?" You asked as you turned to Camilo who was buttoning up his shirt.

Camilo rolled his eyes, tired of his brother's annoying nature. "You don't have ask, mi vida, you could throw a boulder at mi hermano and I wouldn't be mad at you"

"Hey! That's not ni- AHH" Carlos screamed as you threw the nearest thing infront of you.

"Ay, mi vida, I know I said you could throw anything at him but not my hair brush, por favor, I won't lose my precious hairbrush because of that idiota" Camilo walked over his brother and picked up his hairbrush.

"Oops, sorry, if only I knew that you would also be part of my day in everyday, I wouldn't have agreed to that arrangement" You told Carlos who was rubbing his head.

"I'll miss you, Camilo" Cecilia hugged Camilo tightly as she was crying.

"I'll miss you too Ceci, but hey, we could still see each other in town right? Or when a celebration would happen in mi casa" Camilo asked while rubbing the little girl's back.

Cecilia sobs uncontrollably, wiping her own tears away. "I-I g-guess you're right"

"Ceci! Tía Felicia is calling us! Let's go!" Alejandra called her friend.

Ceci wiped her tears, "Oh yeah, I remember! I have to go now! Bye Camilo y Y/n!" Ceci said her goodbyes but before she took the next step, Camilo called her.

"Ceci!"

"Sí?"

"Wanna do the last swing with me?" Camilo asked the little girl, seeing her brightly smile at Camilo's invite. "YES!"

"Heh, mi vida, a little help with this" Camilo asked as the little girl handed her hand to you to hold.

Ceci giggled all the time she was being swung, she was feeling like a kid again like you and Camilo were also feeling at the same time.

"Can I be your flower girl?" Cecilia asked before she entered the house.

"What sweetie?" You asked, a smile gracing on your face in doing.

"Can I be your flower girl!" She excitedly cheered, looking at the both grown ups infront of her.

"Well, you are a very great friend of mi amor and you were kind to me, so I don't think why I won't agree you! What do you think?" You stood beside the girl with your hand on her shoulders.

Camilo playfully raised his brows up and down making Cecilia entertained and laughing. Cecilia pulled the both of you closer together and hugged you both.

"Graciaaas! Te amo! Te amo! Te amooo!" Cecilia squeezed you two in happiness before bidding her goodbyes.

"..Are you okay?" Camilo asked you.

"Oh, yeah why?" You were lost in your thoughts, staring in to the wide lake.

"Y-you seemed so to be lost in your thoughts? Is something bothering you? You have been staring at the lake for a while now..." He worriedly asked.

"No te preocupes, I'm really not thinking of anything...well maybe I am now" You responded to him with your head down, fiddling on your skirt.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

You stared at his dreamy eyes, debating whether to tell him or not what's on your mind.

"Are you still having doubts?" Camilo asked while being stared at.

"I don't know how I feel about this, do you even want this?" You questioned him.

"W-what?" Camilo stuttered in the sudden question.

"It feels like we're still young for this and yet there are a lot of adventures ahead of us" You shrugged and stared at your shoes after you stretched them out.

"If you won't mind, I'd like to share my experiences with you" Camilo told you with a hopeful smile.

"Do you really like me?"

"I could never not"

Camilo honestly have a way with words, charming in every way that you could think of, there grows a loving smile on your features, made by him that soon appeared on his features too.

"Oh stop it" You turned to the other side an hid your flustered face.

"Ayayay wanna try Señora Felicia's new pastries?" Camilo asked, inviting you.

You gasped. "You didn't need to ask that! Let's go!" You stood up and grabbed his hand, dragging him away with you.

You were at Felicia's Bakery with Camilo when someone was stalking you watching you from a distance. He scoffed.

"Really Y/n? A Madrigal? As if he would be any different than the previous ones" He smirked, walking back, preparing for his next-

And scene! Yeah no, I'm not gonna spoil anything here now bye bye! Probably my shortest part compared to the previous ones. Thank you for reading this and do correct me for my mistakes and do tell me what you think of this! I appreciate all your comments and reactions! Once again thank you and have a beautiful week! Xx

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I'll Keep It All In

Pairing with Camilo Madrigal and Female Reader

Check the next part in my Camilo Madrigal Masterlist.

The chameleon Madrigal boy had celebrated his birthday yesterday, so many happenings in one night yet a lot to remember. Seeing all the girls showering and paying him an attention, you would too but it would be overwhelming for you to join all the obsessed Camilo fans, so you stood there at the side and watched them over as they all have fun.

Did you try to talk to him? Of course, yes, it was actually when you were about to talk to him, a group of mothers and daughters came running in beside you presenting their lovable daughters for Camilo to dance with. You had met the sight of Camilo before disappearing in the sudden crowd around him.

Dolores had no choice but the glare at the people around Camilo, in order to get his brother out of the crowd, even though that seemed rude, it was the only way that Dolores could manage to get his brother away.

"Did you see her?" Camilo asked his hermana after getting away from the crowd.

"Camilo, there's like more than a hundred people around this place right now so I don't think I would know who you are talking about" Dolores responded to him, and in every turn she gaze in there are full of people in every corner, so she literally would have no idea who Camilo was talking about.

"The one with golden dress and flowers and all" Camilo described the girl he saw before the crowd pulled them away together.

"Dolores!" Someone called up from behind them, both Dolores and Camilo looked behind them to see a lady, in Dolores' age, running towards them.

"Ah! (Sister's name)!" Dolores greeted her with a tight hug before pulling away. "How are you?" Dolores asked.

"I'm fine! I'm just looking for my hermanita, I lost her in the crowd while I was getting us a drink" Your sister told Dolores as she raised the cups from both of her hands.

"What does she look like?" Dolores questioned your sister, looking around the elevated platform they were in.

"She was wearing something- there!" Your sister called out and pointed on you, you were down at the dance floor with your younger siblings, dancing and entertaining them.

"I'll see you around then! I have to catch up with them!" Your sister ran off, trying not to spill the drinks she was holding, passing through every people on her way down.

"Her" Camilo lowly pointed his pointed finger at someone from the dance floor. Dolores turned to him and followed where his hands were pointing at.

Dolores saw his hand pointing exactly at you, "S/n's sister?" Dolores asked, making sure as she saw your older sister giving you the drink she was holding minutes ago.

"Sí, what's her name?" Camilo asked, watching from above you.

"Y/n"

Present

You were at your family's instrumental room, sitting infront of the piano, hitting the keys and making a melody in the making. You were peacefully playing not until someone banged the door open, getting you surprised.

"Díos mio hermana! Mamá would be furious when she know that you did that again" You rolled your eyes, looking back at the musical notes infront of you.

"What is it this time then?" Your older sister ignored your question and asked you about your new piece instead.

You weirdly gazed at her, trying not to get caught.

"Come on, it's not like I haven't judged you before with your writings" Your sister told you, plopping herself at the available couch on the side, having a good view of you playing.

You sighed, rolling your eyes, as you breath out, you pressed the keys, listening to them before starting to play the whole notes.

You pressed the keys as you started singing what you have composed just as from yesterday.

Never as thin

Never as perfect

Never for him

Never deserving of the boy I love

"Did you really prepare a song like this?" Your sister scoffed, asking you.

Never the star

Always an asteroid

Delicate heart

Forever the last choice of the one I want

"Wait, of who?" Your sister asked, sitting up herself.

So I keep it all in

It's like I'm invisible in my own skin

"No you're no not hermana"

Give up on that fictional fairytale end

You're not Cinderella

You're just Y/n L/n

"Aw babes, who is this about?" Your sister pouted, not getting any responses on her questions.

Never as prim

Never as proper

Never a whim

Never an offer from a Madrigal

Milo will never see

Behind the golden that covers me

Just an afterthought

"Camilo? Camilo Madrigal?" Your sister asked, getting her full attention back in your song once more after seeing you nod to her questionnaire.

So I keep it all in

It's like I'm invisible in my own skin

Give up on the fictional fairytale end

Forever in golden

You're just Y/n L/n

You stopped pressing the keys to breath out and shook your thoughts away as you flipped the page over and began playing again.

He would hold my hand

He'd be more than just a friend

If only someone else would just understand

"I would like to, you know" Your sister commented.

He'd be like my prince

Steal me with a kiss

But that's not real life

Never dressed in white

"Babe don't say that" Your sister frowned and threw a crumpled paper at youn

'Cause I'm never as thin

Never as perfect

Never for him

Never deserving of the boy I love

"You could try" Your sister suggested, shrugging her shoulders from your parallel vision. And even if you did, you wouldn't, he had all the beautiful and gorgeous ladies waiting for him, so why would he love someone like you and again, you think it's better to sing out your thoughts rather than to talk it out with him. No, never.

Never the star

Always an asteroid

Delicate heart

Forever the last choice of the one I want

"I could ask Dolores to set you up" Your sister offered a suggestion again.

So I keep it all in

It's like I'm invisible in my own skin

Give up on the fictional fairytale end

Forever in golden

You're just Y/n L/n

"As much as I would love to accept your offers hermana, I won't, and besides he have all the ladies so why would I even dare to compete with them. I'm better off just playing here at the back" You told your hermana as you played random keys on the piano.

"You do know that Dolores is mi mejor amigo, right? And she probably just heared the song you created and played just now?" Your sister reminded you as she stood up on her seat, walking in your way.

"And she also did heared that I suggested that I would be better off alone here playing alone right?" You told her, playing the song that you created again.

"Correct, but come on Y/n! You haven't even tried talking to him yet!" Your sister told you off.

"Because every time I try to, I always ended up being set aside by all the people that would also come up to him!" You exclaimed, pressing the keys harder, releasing

"Well then I could get you a VIP lane by going to their casa right now!" Your sister tried to pull you away from the chair.

"What exactly the reason to why are you pulling me to go to their casa right now?!" You protested trying to stay infront on the piano.

"Ay por dios! Mamá told me to tell you to give this to the Madrigals" S/n gave you a basket full of fabrics and left the door.

"See you in la casa Madrigal, hermana" Your sister winked at you before running away through the door.

You sighed and walked away from the instrumental room, stepping out in the sun, you walked to señor Osvaldo's delivery place. Oh, they're closed....miércoles. You had no choice but to walk to la casa Madrigal.

You knocked at the door as it opened by itself, "Oh hello casita! Hellooooo??" You spoke as you entered the house, not seeing anyone in sight.

"May I help you?" Someone asked from behind.

You spun around to meet who spoke, you swore even your heart flinched in being stunned on his appearance.

"Oh! You're Y/n, right?" Camilo asked again.

"S-sí" You answered him, gripping tightly on the basket.

"Aaand I believe you already know me" Camilo chuckled, scratching the back of his neck.

"Camilo, yes" You also chuckled with him with your tightly held on the basket thatvhe might be oblivious of.

"I-um-erm..if I may ask what are you doing here?" Camilo looked around if you were with someone but saw no one.

"Oh! I'm here to deliver these fabrics for-" You stopped and read the paper that was attached on the basket, "Mirabel y Señora Pepa" you told him, meeting him in your sight, he was smiling brightly, jeez no wonder why you're not the only one who falls for him, look at that darn smile.

"Um, Y/n?" Camilo waved on your face, getting your attention.

"Ay, what?"

"You spaced out I believe" Camilo told you.

"Well I believe I'm still here" You laughed shyly, hiding your face.

Camilo also laughed with you about your response.

"W-well yeah I believe that too" He spoke in between laughs.

"So you were saying?" You asked him since he might have asked you something while you spaced out.

"Oh, I could give your delivery to mi prima and mami" He offered his hand out to get the basket from you.

You were to left the casa once he took the basket away from you, but then Camilo stopped you by grabbing your hand. You looked down on your hands before turning up to him.

"I-um, if you're not busy maybe-um, we could hangout today?" Camilo asked you while your internally voice was screaming out of your body.

"Well, you're lucky I that I am free today" You told him, containing your normal smile.

"Great! I'll just give this to Mirabel" He told you before jumping to the stairs, hurrying.

"You know, I might invite you and your sister over for dinner then she could play for us after dinner. What do you think?" Dolores asked your sister who was leaning on the railings, looking down at you.

"Oh dear, I don't think you have to ask me about that" Your sister smirked as they high-fived with each other.

"What are you two smiling about?" Camilo asked the young ladies from the corridors.

"Oh nothing, you should go now Y/n's waiting" Dolores told his brother.

"Yeah right" Camilo eyed her hermana before going down the stairs.

"Let's go?"

Yey! Another fic out of my notes! Really love this music and had to do something with it! Hope you liked this and thank you for reading! Do correct me for my mistakes and do tell me what you think of this! Again, thank you and have a beautiful week!

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