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#camilo madrigal x reader
isascactus · 2 days ago
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Hi!!! May I request a oneshot camilo x femreader are like pepa and felix
And reader is slightly taller then camilo and they always hang out always so sweet with each other
Pepa and felix just watch them from afar endearing such sight as they see they’re son so happy with someone he loves.
Im sorry if it’s so long please take care and advance thank you 😊!
requests are currently closed at the moment as i get through the requests i have now!
warnings: minor identity crisis with camilo (i think)
a/n: THIS IS SO CUTE, I LOVE IT
genre: FLUFFY FLUFF
pronouns/gender: fem!reader / she/her
summary: Pepa and Felix sit down and look back at different times in your’s and Camilo’s relationship. They realize just how similar you guys are to them.
They're Like Us
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Pepa and Felix loved Camilo and you. They absolutely adored your guy's relationship. Even before you were a couple, they knew that you two would end up being together. They sat at a table now, watching you two.
"Do you remember when they first met?" Felix asked.
"Yes, of course. It feels like it was just yesterday." Pepa nodded with a smile.
It was his gift ceremony, during the party. You were both 5 years old.
People were everywhere, lots of people chatting, music playing. You stood with Mirabel, talking, dancing, laughing.
"Mira, what do you think your gift will be?" You asked her, swaying around a little bit to the music.
"I don't know. I'm so excited for mine though!" She told you excitably.
Camilo saw you from where he stood in his room. He had see you around the casita before, he just never came around to say hi. He thought you were so fun and kind looking, and also really pretty. He started walking up to you and Mira, what was a better time than now to introduce himself to you.
"Hi Mira! Hi y/n!"
You turned to face him with childish grin.
"Hi Camilo." You said.
Mirabel waved at him with a smile.
And from there, you guys became best friends almost instantly. You two kept each other in balance.
"They were so precious." Pepa reminisced, a small rainbow appearing above her head.
Felix nodded, agreeing with his wife as he took a sip of his drink.
"Oh, and remember the time he asked her out?" Pepa piped, clapping her hands in excitement.
"Cami was so nervous." Felix laughed.
It was your 13th birthday. The weather was perfect, thanks to Pepa's excitement due to her son’s plan to ask you out. Camilo's family loved you like their own, so much so that they insisted to throw you a birthday party at the casita. Camilo was a mess before your arrival, he had to make sure every single thing was perfect. The flowers had to be your favorite kind of flower, the decor had to be your favorite colors, the music had to be the best. The family happily obliged in making everything perfect. So, Camilo got to relax for a moment, until it was time for the party, which meant it was time to ask you out. He tried to keep himself calm so he wouldn’t start randomly shifting, but it didn’t work for long. About 45 minutes into the party, he started shifting out of nerves.
“Cami, what’s wrong?” You asked him, a concerned look on your face.
He looked at you with wide eyes.
“Uh, no, nothing’s wrong.” Camilo stuttered, fidgeting with his hands.
You tilted your head to the side.
“You’re lying. I know something is wrong, you’re shifting out of nerves.” You told him.
He let out a small sigh, grabbing your hand and leading you to a less crowded part of the casita. 
“Okay so y/n, I love you, more than a friend. I’ve felt this way for a while now.” Camilo admitted to you.
You smiled at him, holding both of his hands.
“I love you too.” You confessed.
Camilo let out a sigh of relief as he pulled you in a for a quick hug.
“That’s what had you all worked up?” You giggled.
Camilo nodded as he swayed you around to the music.
“Why?” 
“Well...” He said, spinning you around.
“You’re my best friend, my beautiful best friend. The girl who is always there for me. The girl I love. I don’t think I would have been able to handle rejection from you.” Camilo told you, pulling you back towards him.
“You’re so cheesy.” You laughed, kissing him on the cheek.
A tint of red appeared on his cheeks. “I mean it.” He smiled.
“Aww Cami! You did it!” Pepa came from behind the stairs, a rainbow over her head, a big smile on her face, and her arms held open.
“Mami!” Camilo groaned with embarrassment, covering his face with his hands.
“He did it. That’s my boy!” Felix happily came out from behind the stairs.
“I heard the whole thing from the nursery!” Dolores exclaimed coming down the stairs, holding Antonio.
Camilo groaned louder as Pepa and Dolores came to hug you.
“He was so mad at us for eavesdropping.” Felix smiled.
Pepa thought for a moment.
“You know, they’re like us.” Pepa pointed out.
“Oh yeah?” Felix questioned.
“Yes, remember when he first noticed their height difference? Just like us.”
Felix nodded with a grin. “Oh, how could I forget that.” 
It was a summer afternoon. You and Camilo were hanging out with MIrabel, just chatting as you walked around the town. Until Mira noticed something.
“Camilo, is y/n taller than you?” She asked, stopping in her tracks.
He looked at Mira with a confused look, and then back to you.
“Wait...” He said, trying to process it.
You used your hand to check.
“I am taller than you!” You exclaimed, a bit shocked.
“Oh, c’mon.” He groaned.
“She is, by like an inch and a half!” Mira giggled.
“We’re like your mami and papa, love!” You observed happily.
He smiled at that, he always dreamed of having a relationship like his parents. Maybe just not the height difference though.
“Oh my goodness, yes! C’mon we need to go show them.” Mira told you.
You nodded and started making your way to the casita. When you got in you all saw her at the top of the stairs.
“Tía Pepa look! Camilo and y/n have a height difference just like you and tío Felix!” Mirabel told her excitedly. Pepa came down the stairs to look for herself.
She stopped in front of you two.
“It’s true! Camilo, you are like your papi! Felix, come look!” She shouted.
Felix came from the kitchen.
“They’re so cute.” She said as she placed her hands over her chest.
Felix smiled.
“Oh c’mon, I’m not that much shorter!” Camilo claimed.
Pepa glanced at him before going in to hug you both.
“I guess you’re just short, mi vida.” You teased, kissing him on the cheek.
He only rolled his eyes in response 
“They calm each other down too. Just like how I calm you down.” Felix mentioned.
Pepa nodded with a soft smile.
Though Camilo’s gift was, well, a gift, it wasn’t always good. His gift often brought him problems. He would often feel dysphoric, or didn’t feel as if he knew himself very well or who he was. When Camilo had these episodes, he could be in his room for days. No one could calm him down either, he didn’t want any of his family to see him like that, even his mami. Pepa sit outside his doors sometimes when this happened, begging him to let her come in, though he never did. Camilo didn’t want to upset her with his own issues. You were the only person he would let in. After Pepa would attempt to get in, her only other option was to get you. So, she would go find you, and tell you what was wrong, and of course you drop everything you were doing and come with her. She would stop you at his door, and back up a little with her hands held together, nodding for you to go on. You knocked on the door lightly.
“Camilo, it’s me. Can you open the door please?” You shouted.
There was a pause for a moment before the door cracked open, you sent Pepa a soft smile before going in.
Camilo was sat by the door, knees tucked up to his chest. You took a seat on the floor next to him, laying your head on his shoulder. You decided that letting him speak first would be the best move.
“What do you see when you look at me.” He sniffled.
You lifted your head to look at him.
“I see my boyfriend, my best friend, my favorite person in the world. With your curly hair that I like to play with, your freckles that I like to kiss, your nose that I like to boop, and your mouth that I love to see smile, that smile that I can’t stand to see.” You explained to him.
He muttered a thank you as he hugged you.
“I love you, mi amor.” He told you with a small smile.
You placed a kiss on his forehead. “I love you too. Now c’mon, lunch is ready.” 
Camilo grabbed your hand as you both stood up and walked out of his room. A look of relief came over Pepa as she saw the two of you. The three of you walked down to lunch together.
“They’re perfect for each other.” Felix smiled.
“They make each other so happy. I love to watch them be so in love with each other.” Pepa hummed contently.
The two of them watched you guys now. You guys were laying against a tree, Camilo holding you in his arms. Both of you asleep.
“I guess we should go wake them up for dinner?” Felix suggested
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ahurricaneofjacarandas · 2 days ago
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Pepa, singing: i don't know about you, but i'm feeling 22~
Camilo: but máma, you're 50–
Y/N: *shoves an arepa down Camilo's throat* 50 minus 28!
Dolores, from her room: i thought Y/N hated math?
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lunairk · 2 days ago
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Hello! Good morning/afternoon/night!
Its okay to request something from encanto where the 3 rd generation have their S/o and when their So was going to meet with them they see someone else kissing them because they were confessing but didnt know the madrigal was in a relationship
What do you think they would do if they after they pushed the person away they Saw their S/o stading there crying and then running off??
A/N: I finished writing it! (●ˇ∀ˇ●) I know you said 3rd generation but I didn't write for Antonio. He's five anyway
Fandom: Encanto
Paring: youngest generation of Madrigal x gender neutral reader
Word count: 1.7k
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Isabela
You know Isabela is very popular but she promised you she only has eyes for you so you aren’t particularly worry about it
Isabela isn’t very open about your relationship and she is pretty subtle about it, so here’s some guy who mistaken Isa’s politeness as mutual affection, and he kissed her while confessing
The only reason Isabela is willing to stand outside under the burning sun that day is because she has a deal with you to hang out. She dressed up for you, but that guy took advantage of her
When you arrived, excited to see your beautiful girlfriend, you found out she is kissing someone else. The dude she told you to not worry about. What can you think about this situation? You just stared at them in disbelief
“Y/N wait!” Isa pushed that man off and tried to explain to you but you already ran away
Isabela instantly wanted to go after you, but her arms were caught by that guy and all the rage just busted out of her graceful disguise
She is going to grow vines all over that guy, trapping him in it and grow some big flowers to slap him and keep him this way until she’s back (or she’s not going to be back at all)
She will find you at a little private place that is filled with your favourite flowers she grew just for you
“Y/N I feel nothing about that dipshit. He forced it on me you have to believe me” She kneed in front of you
You believe her because she came to you really shortly after you left. So it proves she cares about you, but you played along a little longer just to see her comforting and promise things to you
After this if you are still in doubt, she will take you back to see the guy still trapped in vines and get slapped
This will bring a laugh out of you and the laugh eased Isabela too. Then you will carry on your date and have a nice time, completely forget that guy
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Luisa
Luisa is a very busy person since she always needs to help around the town. So to spend time with her you just follow her around. Luisa doesn’t mind if people know about her relationship so she didn’t pay attention to hide it, but she is just too busy that she doesn’t look like she is in a relationship
Some fan-girl or fan-goy admires her and is obsessed with her. Someday Luisa has a plan with you to hang out on top of a mountain to watch sunset after she’s finish with the jobs around the town
While she’s carry the last sacks of cereals of the day, someone came to her. They took advantage of her hand-full status to confess and try to stand on their toes to kiss her
Luisa will be like leaning all the way back with terror, trying to not get their lips touch hers, but you still saw it
Part of your sight were blocked by the sack she is carrying so you thought they actually kissed. You cried and left the area
Luisa heard you and she knew it’s messed up, so she just throw the sacks down, trying to stop you
Then she got a little complains from the person she’s helping, so she just throw the sacks all the way across the sky to its destination. Completely ignoring that person
You were heading to the hill you were supposed to be at, and Luisa caught up with you at half way
“But you kissed them!”You argued, looking sad
“No I didn’t!” Luisa is actually a little offended you would accuse her like that. She actually dodged at all her might
She even demonstrated how she was dodging. Her sincerity made you believe her
“Actually come with me” She carried you all the way back down to the town and shouted to announce to everyone, “Listen to me everyone, this is my s/o! I’m taken and so is them!”
This pleased you a lot and Luisa carried you straight back up to the hill and you just got there in time for sunset
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Mirabel
Mirabel runs along with you all around everyday. She is really happy with you and people thought you are just a close friend
One day you and her are supposed to meet up in the morning. You and her are going to help her mother around
Mirabel is just singing and telling story with the children before you arrive and one of their brother or sister is listening as well. In the middle of the story they just came up to her and hold her hands, confessing a lot of things
Mirabel is just standing there froze, startled and confused. It’s a very touching confession really, but she just feel awkward
Before she knows how to react, that person just pulled her in and kissed her. You arrived just at that moment to witness all this
“Mirabel?” She heard you call her, your voice is filled with disbelief
Then she saw tears fall off your face, running away too. Mirabel pushed that person away with random arm movements, trying to get to you, but then she got surrounded by the kids again
Mirabel has to pick her dress up and step outside the surrounding circle of the children to get to you.
“I don’t like them, not even a tiny bit.”She explained frantically, tears also running down her cheek, “I’m sorry all I want is to make you happy. I don’t want to make you sad or cry. I’m so sorry. It’s all my fault”
You had to take off her glasses and wipe off her tears to comfort her. In the end you talk everything through and get all back together happily
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Dolores
Dolores is holding a plate of snacks when some random dude come to her (Imagine how Camilo was holding a disk in Dolores’form in the film)
He is literally startling Dolores by the way he is talking. Like, he is so touched and moved by himself, not even noticing the look on Dolores’ face
He’s like “I love you Dolores” and pressing his arms onto the table to support himself to lean forward, pouting his lips out to her
Dolores can hear your foot steps coming this way and she’s like, “Yeah……no”
Pushing that dude away then walking to you to meet you half way
“What’s wrong?” You will notice her little nervousness
“Nothing” Dolores is not a perfect liar
“I love you Dolores!”That dude is back again behind her and this time he’s shouting really loud, “And we were about to kiss!”
“What?” You stared at her, “Is he telling the truth?”
Dolores was really nervous that she didn’t blurt out a ‘no’ quickly enough. Just as you are heartbroken and trying to get away, Dolores grabbed your arm, pulling you in front of her
“Listen!” She accidently called out too loud that hurt her own ears, but she needed to be determined, “I’m taken by them! I don’t care if you love me. I love them! So get away!”
She didn’t even bother to hear their response. She just pulled you away
“He was not telling the truth”Dolores said to you, “I wasn’t even planning on letting him touch me”
“Really? You meant every words you said?”
Dolores holds your face and peppers kisses down
“Every” kiss “Single” kiss “Goddamn” kiss “Word” kiss
And of course you believed her. Dolores shared with you the snacks she took and everything is right as rain between you again
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Camilo
Nobody took Camilo too seriously other than his family, because he is always goofing around in town. So since he always joked about you, nobody actually believed you are his s/o
So in my imagine you are probably playing hide and seek with Camilo around town that day. You are hiding because he always win is he is hiding
When Camilo is out there seeking for you, some girl just comes up to him. She likes him and feel like she is just the right person for him
Camilo just keep backing up and tell her he is taken by you, but she didn’t believe him. Then she just straight up kissed him
Camilo was startled so bad his shapeshifting gift lost control and he turned into everyone around him. You were out there looking for him because he took so long and that’s what you saw. You ran away
He saw you and finally came to sense that what he should do, pushing that girl off, no caring if she is a lady or not.
You went to hiding because you need some alone time to straighten your thoughts, but Camilo isn’t just good at hiding. He’s the master of games so he is good at seeking you too
He found you eventually. “What do you want” You turned your head to not look at him
“She just threw herself at me. I should have pushed her off the instant. I’m sorry” Camilo said to you very seriously, and he is rarely serious
After you are willing to listen to him, he talked about a lot more, but it’s gonna take more than that to get you forgive him
He sighed, “How about this” Camilo dragged you up and hide you somewhere in town and he found the girl
He takes your form in front of her, “Look at them. They are the most amazing and gorgeous human being I know and I love them. So go off at someone else”
She got really awkward and left. “Happy now?” Camilo turned back to you try to play it off like he didn’t say anything really sweet and against his personality
You love me?” You are just teasing him now.
“Oh shut up” Camilo blushes, “Let’s just go back to Casito and eat”
“Isn’t that what you always like to do” You giggled and walked with him while holding his hands
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somethinginthethunder · 2 days ago
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dos oruguitas [1] (camilo x reader)
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part 1, part 2
summary: (y/n) and camilo have been inseparable since their friendship first started. what happens when they're suddenly taken away from each other?
notes: what up, i'm rae, i'm a minor, and i never learned how to write!
jkjk anyway since i can't come up with a name of a stranger prologue, have this! :) this part is 3k words so have fun ily all <3
reblogs and comments appreciated!
warnings: slow burn but not really, angst, camilo not knowing who he is at one part (after he loses his gift)
“ay, camilo, don’t be shy!”
your mother’s friend, pepa, had come to your house with her son. your mamá had insisted that she bring him over to get the both of you acclimated to each other. in fact, she presented it as an opportunity for the both of you to get out of your shells and to become a bit more social with other kids who aren't in your family.
being four-and-a-half years old, you didn’t know what to expect. living in encanto obviously meant knowing who the madrigals were (and by extension, camilo), but there was a part of you that was nervous, a part of you that made you jump when you heard the knock on your door, and a part of you that avoided eye contact with the short-haired boy in the door.
“(y/n), mijo/a, why don’t you show camilo your drawings?” your mother suggested cheerfully, looking down at you as you hid behind her taller form.
you wanted to be friends with him. really, you did. and on the inside camilo did, too. but something about you made him freeze up on the spot. instead, he said, “i don’t want to!”
immediately the sky became darker, mirroring the look pepa’s face morphed in to. she had never seen her son reject a social opportunity before. in fact, she felt more surprised than angry. still angry, of course.
awkwardly, your mother tried to combat the oncoming weather and asked politely, “why not?”
if little camilo had known the answer to her question he probably would’ve answered honestly. however, he did not, so instead he hid away his face and shook his head.
even though you were barely five it still embarrassed you to be rejected like that before even a simple hello. your lip quivered as though you were about to cry, but instead you just walked off to your room so you could avoid the entire situation.
your mother and pepa called after you. as you sat in your room and played with your stuffed toys, you could hear muffled apologies between the two mothers. soon after there was the shutting of doors and distant scolding as the two madrigal’s footsteps faded into nothingness.
that would be your first interaction with your childhood best friend.
the second interaction with him was after his gifting ceremony. most of the kids had gone from the party because of it being so late into the night. you, however, had stayed, as your mother decided to have an extremely long chat with pepa (as mothers do).
as the last few adults left, you spotted camilo sitting in the corner of his rather huge room.
it was enchanting, to say the least. his bed was a giant bunk bed that had a slide in the shape of a chameleon’s tail. all around were poorly drawn pictures by him of him and his family, as well as a few spare photos abuela and dolores found around the house. the floor was carpeted with soft material, and the lights were like fireflies waiting on the ceiling.
in the corner of the room was the birthday boy, hanging up his last photo.
you approached with your hands nervously wringing your skirt, tapping him on the shoulder.
he turned around enthusiastically, only to pause when he sees it’s you.
“your gift is really cool,” you said quietly, glancing up at him.
“thanks,” he answered, smiling so wide that you could see one of his teeth missing from the corner of his mouth.
“what are you gonna do with it?”
this made him pause for a moment. usually, when a madrigal got their gift, abuela would help them decide how to make the most use out of it the next day. however, since it was not the next day yet, camilo decided he could be the one to choose for the time being.
“we could prank mister guzmán!” the young boy suggested excitedly.
“we?”
“i mean-” he stuttered. “i-if you want to come, of course.”
and the rest was most certainly a chaotic history.
camilo had turned into his prima isabela, fooling poor mariano into thinking she was dramatically pining for him. the only reason the both of you had been caught was when the real señorita perfecta had walked in with her mother looking for one of her lost earrings, scolding the both of you for not only being out of the house at such a late hour without an adult but also for pranking the young boy.
when pepa and your mother caught wind of this, they were surprising less mad than the both of you thought you’d be. both of you had chalked it up to them being in a good mood that day, but if you had told this to your older self, you’d know the real answer right away.
when you were ten years old, one of your bullies decided to really ruin your day.
it wasn’t something basic this time, like you having cooties or anything. he had decided to really take a stab at you, making fun of the way you walk, the way you looked, and your family in general.
you weren’t planning on telling camilo. he was naturally kind, but you knew from past incidents that he could be very easily mean if someone was rude to a person he cared for.
the only reason your best friend had caught wind of this was because dolores had heard what your little bully was saying. she had heard his previous things, but she knew that they were small and you didn’t care. (honestly, it was mostly because you didn’t even know what cooties were).
but when she heard his more ‘mature’ insults, she decided that would be the last straw.
marching downstairs to abuela, she announced, “andres is a nasty boy!”
the grandmother turned in surprise, more confused rather than concerned. “what makes you think insulting a ten year old is a good idea?” she wondered aloud.
“he’s saying terrible things about (y/n), abuela. making fun of the way they look, the way they sound, everything!” the seventeen year old insisted, her hands on her hips as she snitched on said boy.
what she didn’t know, however, was that while she and abuela were going to andre's house to have a talk with his parents, camilo was already heading over to see his best friend.
he had overheard from his room what was going on, immediately furious at the perpetrator but also still having you in mind.
you were sitting outside your house, drawing on a little pad that your mother had lent you for the day as she was away for some work.
sitting down beside you, he gave you a strangely serious look for a little kid. in a silly but stern voice he said, “andres is bullying you?”
the entire reason that you were drawing by yourself was that you didn’t want to run into your bully. trying to ignore even his existence, you shrunk into yourself and ignored camilo’s words.
“they’re just being a baby,” a voice said from a few feet away the street.
there he was, in all his boyish glory. andres was a lean kid for his age, taller than the average child. in fact, that’s what made him scary. he was well known to ram his body into doors and tables when he wasn’t happy with how his day going. it was a wonder his parents weren’t able to make him behave despite being older than a lot of the children currently in the village.
seeing your bully had camilo feeling his anger bubble up inside him on the spot. clenching his fists, he stood and said, “what’s your problem?”
“what are you, their little boyfriend or something?” the other kid laughed, puffing up his chest like an animal about to attack.
this statement made you turn a little red, facing a way for the moment. surprisingly, however, camilo didn’t react.
“who cares? you can’t just bully people like that,” he stated.
“and why not?” andres said snobbishly, crossing his arms as he took a step closer to your friend.
when you turned to look at them a pit in your chest started to form. the older kid was concerningly close to the madrigal, a good couple inches taller than him with a mean look on his face.
camilo, however, was not intimidated like you were. he knew his worth.
in response to the attempted intimidation, he instantly transformed into an even taller version of andres. he towered over your bully with an unamused look on his face.
“because i’ll always be the bigger person,” he answered, mimicking his crossed arms.
a sudden wave of fear fell over the bully, but of course he wouldn’t show it. instead he tensed up, dropped his arms, muttered a ‘whatever’, and then stalked away. that successfully left the two of you alone.
transforming back into himself, camilo took a few strides toward you and held out his hand.
“come on, i’m sure we can fool tia julieta into giving us a few extra empanadas,” he said cheerfully, his demeanor from 10 seconds ago immediately washed away.
it was extraordinary, really, how much this boy would do for you.
at fifteen years old, the two of you had grown considerably.
camilo was now a charming young man, his curls much longer than they were before. he still adorned that iconic ruana, taking the main responsibility of watching the town's children.
you had also flourished beautifully. you were taller, of course, and your style had mirrored your maturity as the years passed by. he wouldn’t tell you this, but camilo thought you were the most gorgeous person he'd ever seen.
this also happened to be the year that casita had fallen down. the town, to show their thanks for the service the madrigals had been, offered to help them rebuild casita. your family was kind enough to allow a few of their family members to stay at their house as the construction was going on.
one of those people was camilo, of course.
despite being happy about how his family was able to work on their imperfections, he was still attempting to grapple with the fact that he could only be himself, now.
he regularly put on a cheerful face for his family, knowing that his other family members were dealing with the same thing. being a caretaker, he decided to help them through it. unfortunately, that meant he believed that there was nobody who could help with his dilemma because of this.
after a few weeks it had gotten to him. he sat in the guest bedroom, his heart beating way too fast and his chest feeling like it was about to be crushed into tiny little pieces.
all his life he was able to be everyone, not just one person. if there was an issue, he could become someone taller, someone shorter, someone younger, or someone older. his gift just made everything easier, like he didn’t have to confront himself because there was literally no reason to.
but who was he now, if without his gift?
this thought made him distraught, sitting beside the bed with his head in his arms.
thankfully, you had planned to come in and bid him goodnight. this had allowed you to see him in his state, a feeling of worry immediately washing over you.
“milo? what’s wrong?” you ask quietly, sitting down beside him.
he turned his head to the side so it was away from you, whispering quietly, “who even am i?"
he knew this shouldn't be getting to him as much as it was, but he couldn't help it in the moment.
his question made you bite your lip, unsure of how to start. there were a lot of things camilo was, and you knew this. all these years, you had been paying attention to all the little things he did. the question was, however, would he think it to be too much if you told him?
in a short amount of time you decided it didn’t matter. he was in distress, and it was only right to help him out of it.
“you're camilo madrigal, obviously,” you started. “the boy who would always tease me for not being able to reach things on the highest shelf before going to get it for me… you’re the boy who held me and consoled me when mi abuela had gotten terribly injured, and the one who helps your mother calm down when your father is not there.”
and now his eyes were on you.
“you act like you’re just this caretaker who services everyone else, but in reality you’re really smart and so much more than that. you’re more than your gift, and even if you never get it back, i’ll still be here because even just yourself is the most remarkable thing about this town,” you told him, placing a hand on his back to help him steady his breathing.
not only did your words help him to steady his own fears, but it only made him fall deeper in love with you. what did he do to deserve your presence? how could he tell you that he wants you to be his?
a month after you had turned sixteen was the moment where everything had gone downhill.
after having dinner with your family, your mother had brought you the news that your family would be leaving encanto.
the moment camilo found out he had refused to believe it. the thought of you leaving and not being within arm’s reach of him hurt more than anything he had ever felt.
this ended up with the two of you spending your last full day in encanto together.
the madrigals had set up a farewell event for your family, acknowledging how much you’ve been a part of the community. everyone was incredibly upset, with pepa trying to help his son just feel a little bit better about the love of his life leaving.
despite him believing you were the love of his life, the two of you had never dated. it was remarkable to all the citizens, really. everyone could see how love struck you two were, but the fear of losing your friendship was stronger than your wish to confess to each other.
after the event had died down a little, the two of you had snuck out away from the town. the both of you sat down under the slightly foggy night sky (pepa’s sadness had dulled down since she found out the news), the both of you peering up at the moon together.
“you’ll write me, right?” you ask him.
“every single day, mi vida,” he answered. “i promise you.”
“and you won’t forget me?”
“the day i forget you is the day i die,” he laughs. it was such a silly question. in what world would he ever forget you?
the both of you sat in silence for a moment, with him wondering what to say. years of knowing each other and these being your last moments together, the both of you felt like there should be more you need to say.
of course, there was one thing on both of your minds. this would be a prime moment for a confession. if it was unrequited love, you were never going to see each other. if the both of you did, then that would be fine as well.
except it wouldn’t. an unrequited love would ruin the memories and letters you’d share with each other. and both being in love with each other would be worse. you two would have to live a part knowing that you could’ve had it all.
so instead, you both kept your mouths shut.
“i would give up my gift if it meant you got to stay with me,” he murmured quietly.
“and i would give up my entire being if it meant you'd always be okay,” you replied.
you were seventeen, now. your current home was fine. the neighbors were kind enough and your house wasn’t at all disappointing.
however, you couldn’t help but miss your old home, your camilo.
the both of you tried to write letters consistently, but eventually they died out.
camilo was the last one to send one, but you hadn’t responded because of how busy you had been with having a city life. that and you also couldn’t take not being able to actually see him.
there was a long period of time where you thought not talking to him would be easier than writing letters. knowing he was thinking of you but he couldn't be with you was painful.
your heart ached to write him again, to tell him everything that had been going on in your head, but you were afraid he would be angry at you for not replying in so long.
despite this strong fear, you sat down at your desk and picked up a piece of paper and pen.
...
my dearest camilo,
i’d like to apologize for not replying to you after such a long time. to tell you the truth, i was afraid you would not want to hear from me. it’s taken me such a long time now because i had believed that not talking to you would be easier than having to hear from you. not because i hate you, not by any means, but because you’re too important to me.
it hurts to have to talk to you through these letters, and not just face to face. it hurts to not be close to you and be able to mess around with our neighbors as we pretend like we did nothing wrong. it hurts to not be with you.
but now i know i was wrong, and i’m sorry. i should have never stopped talking to you, and it will be my greatest regret.
my second greatest regret is not telling you that i love you. that i’m in love with you, in fact.
i’ve felt it for a long time now, since the moment you told off my bullies after hearing their terrible words. i felt it in the way you would smile to me when you'd see me at your door. i felt it in the way you’d help me with my work even though you had more than enough on your plate. and i especially feel it whenever i read your letters, all of which i have kept near me at all times.
these letters are the closest i will ever be to encanto, anymore. and more importantly, they are the closest i will ever be to you.
and i’m sorry for not telling you sooner. i was afraid you wouldn’t love me back, but i know now that it doesn’t matter. you’re not the kind of person to ostracize another just because of their feelings, but the fear of you looking at me differently was too great.
so here’s to us and our friendship. if i end up not receiving a response from you, then i understand. please do not feel guilty for not reciprocating, because even just having been your friend is more than enough.
yours,
(y/n) (l/n)
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mxrshyy · 2 days ago
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[imagines] camilo tries to scare your hiccups away
pairing: camilo x gn!reader genre: fluff warnings: none! a/n: thought i'd try doing some camilo imagines bc they seem fun word count: 251
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You probably got your hiccups from eating Julieta's arepas too fast.
It's most likely Camilo dared you to eat as many arepas as you could in under a minute and you were like, "Bet."
As soon as a single hiccup escaped your lips, Camilo had so many ideas running through his head.
Telling you to drink water? No.
Telling you to hold your breath? No.
Scaring you until your hiccups went away? Absolutely.
He would definitely shapeshift right next to you at random intervals in an attempt to scare you.
Yeah, you'd jolt in surprise but it wasn't enough for your hiccups to go away.
Camilo needed to think bigger.
So, he got Antonio involved.
If you hate bugs, he would tell Antonio to call the largest and most terrifying bugs in the Encanto that he could think of, and tell them to chase you. Antonio would probably find cockroaches and settle with them.
And it worked. Your hiccups were gone and Camilo was able to add onto his list of 'Things to Constantly Tease [Y/N] About'.
If you don't hate bugs or you're not scared of them, he would tell Antonio to call for the animal you're scared of most. Whether it's a spider, bear, tiger... whatever, it will come for you.
Camilo ended up getting in trouble with his parents for getting Antonio involved in his shenanigans, and for scaring the daylights out of you.
Was it worth it?
100% it was. 10/10 would do it again.
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camileeon · a day ago
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hii! idk if your requests are open but if they areee
could i get camilo x fem!reader who acts like meg from hercules ? tysm ❤️
WON'T SAY I'M IN LOVE
🍵- “this is too cliche, I won't say i'm in love..”
🦋- FemReader! X Camilo
🍊- MF GUESS WHO'S BACK AWOOGAAGAGAGHH- POSTING THIS IN THE MIDST OF SEEING AND TO CELEBRATE 400 BEAUTIFUL FOLLOWING STARS UP TO DATE! THANK YOU FOR ALL THE LOVE AND SUPPORT FOR THE PAST FEW DAYS!! I HOPE YOU ENJOY LIKE ALWAYSSS :D THANK U FOR REQUESTINGGGG! @pepasfavorite - Ceres
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“Not so pretty after all huh? You'll never be one of us.”
A young girl exclaims before shoving another down to the pavement which happened to be y/n being picked on by some spoiled brat and her underlings. They had been messing with her because she wasn't like them, didn't have looks and wasn't good enough. Though honestly, she was the type to care less about how other people seemed of her, but was just a little bit too careless to let people like them pick on her.
“who said you three were pretty to begin with anyway?” a boy in yellow stepped up to the center in between them both, crossing his arms in defense as he eyed the group as they fled after getting the message he was trying to give before turning to the girl on the cobblestone
“are you okay? They didn't treat you very well did they..” he spoke with concern before helping her up “i'm good actually.. you didn't need to. Unless you're supposed to be my hero or something mister...?”
she answers before giving a glance at him, expecting a answer and was responded with a fumble of words. “o-oh me? I'm u-uh uhm..”
“you don't look very fluent in.. speaking your own name?” she jokingly retorted, before being answered with a rushed response
“Camilo! y-yeah yes yes.. A madrigal you know? The shapeshifter!” demonstrating proudly using his gift, trying to impress her as he shifted into many familiars.
“Mhm mhm, don't worry i know you.. It's y/n by the way. See you around wonder boy.”
She gave him a small smile and a wave before turning around to leave. She never had forgotten him since then, neither did he.
As the years pass, she stayed away and maybe avoided him a little bit. She matured as so did he but nothing ever changed, admiring from the shapeshifter afar and was tempted several times but never had any gut to just talk to him. She's held how she felt for so long and the regret never failed to hit her once in awhile..
Not until the first gifting after the one that received none, the whole town of encanto was invited for the newest and youngest boy in the family. During preperations, camilo had heard from his mother and father of the guest list and had heard the name of who his heart desired for oh so long, the name of the person who he could never get sick of even if it was repeated in his head for a billion times. Picking an outfit to impress and to show well for the occation, bugging her sister a few times too much just to get some tips on how to "be more attractive as if you were trying to impress someone but not make it obvious" well, you get it. She knows. And her primas too because she can hardly keep something like this only to herself. They knew y/n through non other than camilo, he practically yipped yapped about her 24/7 and already knew how much he loved her from the very beginning.
As the night of the celebration commenced, his gaze just looking for that familiar pretty face that he had fallen head over heels with “Camilo, your eyes look like their about to pop out of your skull.” His sister, Dolores the super hearing gifted spoke up as she nudged his side
“You still looking for her?”
“what do you think I'm doing?- ” before beginnibg once more, he gets shaken by her sister with her finger pointed at the figure in the crowd. Seeing her once again after a few years, reliefs his heart that thumped loudly against his chest.
“Oooooooooouuuu mi hermanoooo's so in looovve” Dolores exclaims as she practically watched the boy's pure happiness walk through the crowd “Hermana shhhhhh! Agh.. she's something else isn't she..?” he bashfully responded, his ears turning a shade of bright red. Quickly thinking up a plan before pulling him aside once more
“All right listen well, if you're gonna get her, here's what we're doing...”
Camilo shuffled his way through the crowd to near her, clearing his throat before facing her with an akward-ish smile “hola princesa, anyone bothering you this evening? Hopefully i'm not one of them.” Camilo states as y/n looked his way with a bright expression, the way the shapeshifter's smile never changed and how the ruffle of his curls tried it's best not to cover his eyes made her heart squeal internally. The loud thumping of both their heartbeats assured dolores the plan seemed to hit it off more than perfectly.
“You have some nerve to call yourself a bother in the first place.” She lets out a little chuckle before placing a hand in the boy's hair to give it a slight ruffle. Sending camilo's heartbeat even increasingly faster, lightly clutching his chest to try to calm himself down a little “it's been too long.. well a few years just pass b-but you know, maybe you'd like to come over tomorrow..? For lunch? O-only if you're free of course!” he stammers slightly, a noticable amount of a crimson shade burnt up his cheeks while he admired her features while expectantly waiting for an answer.
“wonder boy, when do you ever think I'm busy? I'll be happy to.” She answers, finding the brightest expression of the boy in yellow so adorable it made her feel so soft and vulnerable just seeing him.
Camilo listens to their response with the biggest smile to ever cross his face, reaching out to the pillar behind her that was grown with flowers before plucking a velvet red camellia to hand to her. Hearing his abuela's calling for him to tend to something, he quickly gave her a peck on the cheek “Then, I'll be gladly waiting y/n.”
It stunned her almost immediately, a smile just permanently carved on her lips. She snapped out of her thoughts. No no no no no no, am I in love? Surely not right? Jeez emotions are confusing, just a phase?? Clearly not.
She walks through the hallway which didn't seem to flood unlike the other places she wandered through, quietly twirling the red camellia between her fingers before hearing a few steps following her as well
“ Ahh mi primo, y/n yes? I think you and I have the same thing in mind right about now.. you like him don't you?” Mirabel emerges from a corner along with Dolores, Isabela, and Luisa surprisingly.
“Aren't you supposed to be with them?”
“Not when you're on about this no, stop denying it! I can hear your heart beat faster than lightning a mile away!”
“i don't like him!”
“Exactly! Because you've loved him. Ever since!”
"Who d'you think you're kidding
He's the earth and heaven to you
Try to keep it hidden,
Honey we can see right through you
Girl you can't conceal it
We know how you're feeling
Who you thinking of!"
“No chance no way! I won't say it, no no”
"You swoon you sigh why deny it oh oh"
“It's too cliche I won't say I'm in love..”
"Girl you can't deny it
Who you are is how you're feeling
Baby we're not buying
Hon we saw you hit the ceiling
Face it like a grown-up
When you gonna own up that you got got got it bad"
“No chance no way I won't say it, no no”
"Give up, give in, check the grin you're in love"
“This scene won't play I won't say I'm in love”
"We'll do it until you admit you're in love"
“You're way off base I won't say it
Get off my case I won't say it”
“Girl don't be proud it's okay you're in love” They all finally started to leave her alone one by one, giving her the glance of "see you tomorrow"
She hummed softly before, stroking the flowers petals as she pondered on casita's railings, watching the boy from afar.
“At least out loud I won't say I'm in love..”
🍊- FORGOT TO APOLOGIZE I HAVENT BEEN ABLE TO GO THROUGH MY ASK BOX BUT I WILL I PROMISE TO GET TO YOUR REQUEST AS SOON AS I CAN DO SO! I HOPE U ALL UNDERSTAND!!! 💗-ceres
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caramellahoney · 2 days ago
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"PART I: miracle."
pairings: Husband-Dad! Camilo x Fem! Reader
genre: ANGST!
warning/s: Abuela's trauma, gunshots, injuries, mentions of blood and wounds
A/N<3: Everyone is aged up by 12 years ; Camilo is 27 , your kids are 4 , Antonio is 17 and so on. This is going to be a series btw ^^
🌻🌻🌻
MY MASTERLIST | PART 2 | PART 3 (soon)
Houses burned to the ground as the streets of Encanto are set on fire. Screams are heard as the panic in town is growing out of control while men on horses race through the streets chasing and intimidating people away. The villagers start running, belongings in hand- holding each other close. Alma looks behind her-terrified. Memories of her past race through her head yet there is no time to reminisce because they had to leave. Right now.
“Everyone! Stay close!” Mirabel holds Alma’s waist, supporting the elderly woman as they start to cross the river. The same river where they were given their miracle. In her hand, Mirabel holds the candle-helping them light their way through. Luisa scans the crowd to make sure everyone is doing fine. She catches sight of her primo Camilo struggling to hold all his belongings together and rushes over.
“Here let me help, I’ll handle this. Keep your sons safe Camilo.” Luisa easily hoists all his bags up on her shoulder, immediately moving away to help another couple. Camilo thanks her and immediately takes his two sons in his arms, hushing their cries.
“Don’t cry, Fernando..it’s ok. Mi vida, stay close!” Camilo shouts, turning his head to make sure his wife was still following them. Y/N nods, gripping the back of his ruana when the river currents got stronger. She turns her head to see their town burning in the distance, the once lively village now looking like hell on earth. The woman looks around her and sees kids crying, couples holding each other close, and then she hears screaming. So much screaming.
“¡Ayúdeme! I’m injured!” Y/N whips her head behind her, she squints her eyes and catches sight of a teenager. The poor girl was desperately trying to catch up with the crowd but her sprained foot was making it hard for her cross the river. She immediately leaves Camilo’s side, ignoring his shouts as she runs towards the teenager.
“Amor! Luisa will help her!”
”Mami! Come back!”
“Luisa is busy! Someone needs to help!” She shouts as she hoists the teen in her arms. Camilo looks at his wife, panicking, he wanted to run after her but his sons were still in his arms. The shapeshifter nearly falls over when a strong wave passed through, crying erupted from Fernando and Elias again.
Camilo holds them close and in a split-second, he makes a decision. Camilo shapeshifts so his legs are longer so he could easily cross the river. ‘Keep your sons safe Camilo.’ Luisa’s words echo in his mind as he pushes through and finally reaches the other side, still holding his sons in his arms.
“Papa!” Elias cried, clutching his father’s shirt tightly. Camilo pressed kisses on both his son’s faces, promising that soon enough they’d be safe. As chaos swirls around them, Camilo turns back to see Y/N having difficulty crossing the river. Luisa approaches the woman and Y/N quickly hands the teen over to her.
"THEY'RE HERE!"
Y/N nearly falls over when she hears a sudden bang, an excruciating burning pain shooting through her abdomen. She looks back to where the horsemen are coming from. The soldiers are slowly getting closer and closer. Panicking, she starts to push against the river currents -adrenaline pumping through her veins. Pepa surveys the crowd and screams for her daughter-in-law, a hurricane starting to form around her.
“Y/N! Hold on to those rocks! I’ll come get you, amor!” Camilo passes his sons over to his brother Antonio. He was about to run into the river to help his wife but Felix holds him back.
“Hijo! No! The currents are too strong!” Camilo doesn’t listen and screams, struggling in Felix’s grasp. He grows more and more desperate as the horsemen grew closer. Y/N looks into Camilo’s eyes, fear growing as his emotions started to build up.
Once she was close enough, she desperately leaps up. Her fingers dug into the sand as she tried to heave herself up. Felix finally lets go of Camilo, both of them running over to help. Camilo easily pulls her up to the ground, he wasted no time and immediately held her close. He kisses her all over her face, tears of relief falling down his cheeks- however, their reunion is cut short as the people start racing away again.
The horsemen start to cross the river but are suddenly blown away by strong winds, Camilo looks towards his mother-Pepa had an angry expression on her face as she screamed at the soldiers. From the corner of his eyes, Camilo sees Mariano cover Dolores’ ears as thunder and lightning start to strike the skies. The men try to get back on their horses but Isabella stops them and holds them back with thick vines, rendering them immobile.
“Everyone! Let’s go! Just keep moving!” Mirabel shouts, chaos breaks out again as people scramble to follow her. Camilo holds Y/N by the waist while they both run together. The shapeshifter glanced at Antonio to make sure his sons were okay.
Antonio had his nephews tightly clasped in his grasp, his jacket thrown over them so they wouldn’t get wet from the rain. Camilo breathes a sigh of relief as he follows the crowd, the burning village slowly fading away from his sight. ‘Damn the village, as long as his family was fine then things would be alright.’
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“Let’s set camp here everyone!” The crowd reached a field, Isabella quickly created large trees around the area to help keep them hidden. Although they were already far away from the village, it didn’t hurt to be safe. Camilo promptly left his wife so he could get their bags from Luisa.
Y/N looked around her again, she couldn't hear screaming anymore but people still looked shaken up. Antonio caught her gaze, smiling, he started to walk towards her. The teen was about to hand his nephews over to her but froze when he noticed something. He quickly shielded Fernando and Elias’s gaze away as hot blood started pouring out of her mouth.
“C-CAMILO!” Antonio shouted for his brother when she suddenly stumbled to the ground. People whipped their heads around, gasping at the horrifying scene.
Pepa pushed through the crowds and let out a blood-curdling scream. She rushed over, holding the girl in her arms- panicking when she felt blood seep onto her hands. She turned Y/N over, growing pale at the growing dark red bloom on her stomach.
“JULIETTA! JULIETTA COME QUICK!” Pepa wails, the skies rumbling and getting darker. Camilo perked up hearing the screams of his mother, a sinking feeling growing in his gut. Was someone injured? He quickly heaves the bags on his shoulder and starts jogging over to his mama. As he pushed through the crowd, his ears picked up on the worried shouts around him.
“Blood! There’s blood!”
“There was a gun! I swore I heard it!”
“Señora Y/N!”
“Mama! Mama!”
“Is there any food?! Agustin! Go get my bag!”
Camilo felt his heart drop, he immediately threw the bags on the ground and started running. People around him were clearly panicked but he still had no idea how bad it was. He finally reaches Y/N and he starts to realize the gravity of the situation. Camilo was horrified but he couldn't bring himself to move. He just stares, shaking, stunned, and scared. He felt helpless, all he could do was wait for a miracle.
PART 2
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camilosangelita · 2 days ago
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Separate head cannons of dating Mirabel and Camilo. What are they like, love languages, how the family reacts, what they like to do with their s/o and what would they love the most about them
Dating Headcanons.
note 》 not proofread, grammer and spelling mistakes will be corrected in a little while. i hope you enjoy!
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Dating Mirabel Madrigal would consist of..
1. Her Adding you to her "Family Madrigal" song.
"Tio Felix married Pepa, and My dad married Julietta!"
"And now I'm dating mi vida! Let's go! Let's go!" You posed with the family, before being pulled away by Mirabel to let Abuela sing her part of the song.
2. Her sewing little designs on your clothing.
"Hold still [Name]!" Mirabel exclaims, sticking her tongue out to finish the sewn in butterflies that were on your shirt.
"Okay, okay, okay!" You laughed, holding still until she was done, leaving you to admire the finished product. "Sooo.. what's this for?" You asked, watching the smile on her face grow wide.
"Well.. since I have so many of your symbols sewed onto my skirt, I thought it was only fair for you to start wearing some of mine."
3. Her love language being acts of service and words of affirmation.
Mirabel would do anything, and I mean anything for you!
You're hungry? She'll bring you a backpack that's filled to the brim with her mother's homemade empanadas and arepas.
You wanna hear about how much she loves you? She's already on it, as she can happily talk about how much she adores you for hours on end.
4. Her family approving of you.
To see someone view Mirabel the same way they did was what made her family approve of you so fast. You loved Mirabel for the way she is, gift or no gift. All they wanted was happiness for Mirabel, and they clearly saw that you would be the person to give it to her.
5. Hanging around on Casita's rooftop.
When you two want to spend some quality time alone together, you both immediately climb up Casita, to reach the place you two loved the most - the rooftop. You two would then admire the stars together, laughing about anything silly that happened that day.
6. Her favorite part about you being your ability to fully understand her.
Sometimes, Mirabel finds herself still being insecure about not having a gift. As a result, she would often confine in you, hoping you'd give her the reassurance she desperately needs.
"Mirabel you don't need to prove yourself to anyone." You say softly, rubbing her back as her head rested on your chest. "You're perfect, just the way you are."
Mirabel could only listen to your words of encouragement, thinking about how lucky she was to have found someone as amazing as you.
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Dating Camilo Madrigal would consist of..
1. Him teasing you more than anyone else
Come on, this is Camilo Madrigal we're talking about here. You think him teasing Isabela about Mariano was bad? Just wait until you two start dating, then you see how bad it really gets.
"Stop! Please!" You cried out, laughing your head off as Camilo tickled you mercilessly, a grin plastered onto his face. "Say it."
"Camilo is the best boyfriend in the entire world!" You yell out, the tickling only getting even more intense.
"AND I LOVE HIM IN EVERY SINGLE POSSIBLE WAY!"
2. Him buying you some of his clothes.
The day he caught you wearing his ruana was the day he almost died of cuteness.
You watched your love scramble in his pants for his wallet in confusion. "Camilo you can have your ruana back, I wasn't planning on keeping it."
Camilo looks at you in shock, as if you had just stabbed him in the heart. "You weren't?!" He blinks a couple of times, before dragging you outside.
"Where are we going?" You asked, surprised by his sudden actions.
"To buy you some of my clothes."
3. His love language being physical touch.
Whether it's kissing or cuddling with you, Camilo's way of his expressing his love towards you is through physical touch. He might've gotten it from his family, considering that they're the most expressive out of the two.
He might even go as far as tackling you in the middle of the town's plaza, whispering sweet nothings into your ear while kissing you everywhere, just because he didn't get to see you that morning.
4. His family also approving of you.
Rainbows appeared everywhere around the encanto once his family found out about her son's relationship, as they were more than thrilled to see him find true love. After they made sure you were the right person for him, they welcomed you into their family with open arms.
5. Pulling pranks on his family members.
Since he was the most mischievous one in the family, something he personally likes doing is playing pranks on his siblings and cousins. He would drag you into it, because when the pranks would go as planned, you two would laugh your heads off as if there was no tomorrow.
6. His favorite part about you being your ability to always make him happy.
You never failed to make Camilo happy. You could send a small smile his way, and he would think about it for hours. Usually, Camilo is the one to bring happiness to everyone living in the encanto, making him often forget he deserves happiness as well.
"Camilo, you do realize that you deserve to be happy too right?" You asked while playing with his hair in the process.
Camilo could only give you a nod, being thankful that he had someone like you to bring him happiness, just like how he did with others.
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pottahishotasf · 2 days ago
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° Secret Stash °
Husband!Bruno Madrigal x gn!reader
Requested: NO
Summary: The events on that particular night turned more interesting than they have ever imagined, for y/n's first night sleeping in the casa madrigal as a madrigal themself.
Warning/s: mentions of food, basically just tooth rotting FLUFF, Bruno has a room with no stairs because why not?? also Bruno has a secret cupboard stash.
Word Count: 527
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When it was your first time sleeping in the same bed as your lover, Bruno— many interesting things happened that night.
But there was this moment that you could never forget.
"Hey, do you wanna go to the kitchen? There's probably some Arepa de queso left." He suggested, interrupting the silence.
"I think I also 'hid' some chocolates..."
You eagerly raised your head from his chest to look at him and nod aggressively.
The pair went— actually crept to the kitchen, trying to stay as quiet as they possibly can, remembering it was already 12 in the morning—
Bruno was right, there was some Arepa de queso left.
You were both eating, when Bruno stood up mumbling a little "wait." He went to reach the highest cupboard, knocked three times to whisper something.
It opened—
He reached his hand in— and took out a jar full of sweets specifically chocolates from the 'cupboard' while smiling sheepishly at you.
Your attention was on the jar, looking at it with your mouth parted, "Why do you have to hide ALL of THAT?" You asked, pointing at the jar, trying to process what just happened in front of you.
"Oh, it's for future purposes?..."
"Really, 'for future purposes'?" You asked mockingly, while looking at him expectantly.
"Well, yes—" As he tries to come up with some ridiculous excuse, you started walking towards him.
Carefully touching his cheek, he immediately melted in your touch and stopped talking.
"Don't worry, I won't tell." You whispered teasingly, softly kissing him on the lips— while sneakily grabbing the jar in your other hand while he was distracted.
You pulled away, quickly kissed his cheek and ran holding the jar to your chest, while yelling "this is mine now."
He snapped out of it, chasing after you, all around the house.
"What are you both doing?" You heard someone say.
Both you and Bruno stopped your actions, both breathing heavily and looked for the source of the voice.
It was Mirabel.
"I- Mirabel, y/n and I- we were just looking for some Umm... food!" Bruno stuttered, still panting.
"Oh, yes. Food!" you added.
"Okay, maybe... I will make a good decision tonight and just leave the two of you with whatever you're trying to do—" She said awkwardly, with wide eyes, trying to figure out what to say.
"I'm just gonna go now... And please keep it down. there are some people who are trying to sleep." She continued, eyeing you suspiciously, as you tried to hide the jar behind your back.
"Okay, ummm good night!" You gave her a big smile.
While you tried to contain your laughter because of how awkward the situation was, Bruno was standing awkwardly and waving, waiting for Mirabel to enter her room.
She began to slowly walk to her room still eyeing you both, she opens her door and—
Thankfully, she went inside before you finally broke and laughed a little too loud.
Bruno's head snapped to look at you, and started chuckling himself.
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Both of you stayed in the kitchen until 2 in the morning, eating, stealing random kisses and having some dumb but deep conversations.
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justanothercamilofan · a day ago
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ito na, part two of Kultura
i have some free time rn so im gonna write this
I HOPE U GUYS LIKE THIS <333
Part 1
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HAPUNAN.
Your mga tito and tita stare at you once you step foot in your home, glancing at the boy next to you. They all shared looks with each other, whispering something that you couldn't here. "Nay, I'm home! I brought Camilo, is it alright if he stays over for dinner?" You call out and your mother rushes out of the kitchen. She holds out her hand to the both of you, you take it and gently place it to your forehead. Camilo does the same and a wide smile appears on your mom's face.
"Wow... Magalang siya... (He's polite)." She says, staring at your friend with awe. "Go now, magmano ka rin sa mga tito at tita mo."
You motion over to Camilo to greet your other family members the same way as he did with your mom. They were all giggling when the two of you did so.
"Ay, (name), ang laki mo na... Nobyo mo? Napakagwapo niya, ah. (You're growing up so fast, (name). Is he your boyfriend? He's really handsome.)" Your Tito says. His words make you and Camilo blush. Crap, you forgot about those loanwords. What is it with your family and their habit of asking every guy you're with if they're your boyfriend anyway?
You shake your head. "Hindi po, kaibigan lang. (No, he's just a friend.)"
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You bring Camilo up to your room, dinner wasn't ready yet. Hopefully none of your cousins nor siblings would barge in and disturb the two of you.
"So... your family thinks I'm attractive, huh?" He asks, grinning.
With a roll of your eyes, you respond. "Don't let it get to your head, they say that to every guy they see me with."
"You've been around other guys?" He crosses his arms over his chest.
"Sometimes, while I do my chores, they help me out." You answer.
Camilo sits on the edge of your bed, observing the decorations in your room. "Tell me more about your language, the basics and all that." He says, you turn to him with an excited look on your face.
"Gladly."
You spend fifteen minutes teaching your friend the basics of your language. He learns the words easily and when he says it, it rolls smoothly off his tongue. Then again, some of the words you've taught him originated from Spanish words.
"So, you use 'po' and 'opo' to be polite? If I remember correctly, you used that earlier to your Tío." Camilo points out.
"Yup. I said 'hindi po' which means 'no'. If I didn't include 'po' I would've been smacked right in front of you."
"Okay, so what does 'opo' mean?" He asks.
"It's just a polite way of saying yes."
The boy nods his head, "This doesn't seem too difficult to learn. I could probably be fluent by tomorrow!" He exclaims and it makes you laugh. "Whatever you say, Camilo."
"Ate/Kuya (Name)! Kain na raw! (It's time to eat!) " Your younger sibling calls out. "Ate means older sister and Kuya means older brother."
Camilo nods his head in understanding. "What about the other thing they said?" He asks.
"It's time to eat, so let's head downstairs."
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The two of you sat next to each other a the dining table. Your family engages in friendly conversation with Camilo. In his native language, of course. You've been living in Colombia for a few years now, all of you were fluent in Spanish.
To say that Camilo loved the food was an understatement. It was so delicious, he thought of asking for the recipe so his Tia Julieta could make it, but that might be asking for too much. What did you call this dish again? Adobong manok, was it? His taste buds will never be the same again after this meal.
Once he finishes his plate, your lola speaks. "Oh, iho, you should eat more. Don't be shy, we have plenty." She says.
Not only did you have amazing meals, but you could get seconds? Of course, he gladly took more food. Who was he to pass up on seconds anyway? Your family has been so nice to him the whole time he was there.
By the time you were all finished eating, you and Camilo insisted on washing the dishes.
"So, what did you think?" You ask him. "Did the food taste great?"
"Great? It was fantastic! I think someone finally beat Tía's cooking!" He exclaims, rinsing the soap off of the plate.
You let out a chuckle at his words. "Is that so? Dolores is probably telling your family about this."
Two kids enter the kitchen, grabbing on to the boy's yellow poncho. "Ate/Kuya (name)... Can Kuya Camilo come back here some other time? We want to play with him! He told us earlier that he wants to as well!" Your younger cousin asks.
You smile at them, "That's your kuya's decision to make, not mine."
The two of them turn to your friend. "Of course I'll come back, we can all play together when I do. (Name) can join too."
The children cheered, running out of the kitchen afterwards.
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It was starting to get pretty late, Camilo knew he had to go now. He didn't want his Mami to get worried about him after all. But before he left, he needed to do something first.
"Leaving already, Camilo?" Your mom asks, just the person he was looking for. "I'll walk you home if you are." You said, appearing next to your mother.
The boy shook his head. "No need, (name). But before I go, I just wanted to say..." He trails off. What was that word again? Sela— No. Salemet? Not quite right either.
Ah, now he remembers.
"Salamat po, for the letting me stay over. The food was really delicious."
He leaves after that, hopefully he didn't mispronounce the word. That would've been embarrasing.
"(Name)."
"Po?"
"Pakasalan mo na siya, parang awa mo na. (Please marry him.)"
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pepasfavorite · 2 days ago
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hii! this is my first fic w/o a request so i hope it’s still good lmao, hope u enjoy!!
the orange blossom tree
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camilo madrigal (he/him) x fem!reader (she/her)
warnings: cliffhanger? nothing else i can think of
[1221 words 😩]
a/n: in this it implies that camilo’s birthday is in summer so if it gets confirmed that it is sometime else please just go with it T-T
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you were 6 when a boy who looked around your age appeared at the bottom of the tree you were hanging upside down from,
“why’re you upside down?” he had asked you as you flipped back up and hopped down to stand by him, you standing a slight bit taller than him.
“because it’s fun,” you raised an eyebrow at the boy, who had now turned into a replica of yourself, you eyes widen and your mouth parted in shock and he giggled, turning back to himself.
“you’re camilo madrigal then?” you asked him after you recovered, he nodded. he opened his mouth to say something else when your madre called for you,
“mi hija!? come back in, you have chores!”
“coming mama!” you called back, you waved to Camilo and went inside, leaving the boy alone.
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you had just turned 13, specifically, yesterday had been your birthday, but you only had a small party with your parents and siblings. you were reading under the orange-blossom tree where you had met your childhood crush, the boy you talked to once, for no more than 2 or 3 minutes. you had noticed the sun had been blocked as you looked up, seeing a curly haired boy in a yellow ruana, looking down at you,
“hola, chica de azahar!” he sat down beside you, your cheeks flushed a bit, your heart filling with the same fluid feeling. you muttered out a quiet ‘hola’ as you stuffed your nose back in your book as he chuckled at your shyness.
“what is your name anyway?” he had asked, you placed your finger on the line you were on, looking back up at the boy,
“why don’t we keep it a secret? it’s kinda funny having you on your toes for me,” you giggled at his expression until he shook his head a bit and smirked,
“alright then i’ll call you mi vida,” now it was his turn to laugh at your expression, except yours wasn’t one of shock or confusion, yours was red-cheeked and shy.
“camilo!” you could hear a woman’s voice calling, the boy next to you got up,
“coming mamí!” he brushed off his pants and ruana as he looked down at you again, “see ya, mi vida,” you cast your eyes down at your book again as he scampered off to find his mamá.
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you were 14 and some months, almost 15, sitting at the same spot, the flowering tree shading you from the mild sun. you heard a familiar voice call out as you smiled to yourself, looking up at the caller.
“ay, mi vida! there you are,” the same boy sat down next to you once again, only after grabbing a blossom off the tree, he tucked it behind your ear and leaned back as to get a better view, you chuckled and folded your hands in your lap,
“you look muy bonita, mi azahar querida!” he had said once he straightened up again,
“what kind of nickname is that?!” you had lightly yelled, smacking his arm as you leaned your cheek on your hand, facing away from him to hide your flustered face. “ay! that hurt, mi vida!”
you rolled your eyes at him as you leaned your back against the tree, the sun beginning to set as some of the petals from the beautiful blossoms above you sprinkled to the ground around the two of you. soon enough your eyes had shut, as well as the boy’s next to you, until you had been awoken by an older girl in a lavender dress, the well-known Isabela. it had gotten dark and the girl had woken camilo up as well,
“come on, primo,” Isabela had pulled camilo up by his shirt collar, him yawning as he stood there while she helped you up, you rubbed your eyes and stretched, “buenas noches cariño,” she had said as you said a ‘goodnight’ to camilo and isabela and headed inside, the girl taking camilo back to la casa Madrigal.
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it was a relatively normal day, you turned 15 a few weeks ago, same party as always with just your family. sitting on a branch of the orange tree you always had, bright oranges replacing the off-white flowers that had been growing previously
camilo had been running around la casa Madrigal, looking for his prima, isabela. he had ran into her while rounding a corner into the dining area, he hadn’t even gotten his fill of lunch yet, making most of his family concerned,
“ay camilo! what are you rushing around for?” his prima had asked, more like questioned, him as she brushed off her dress.
“there you are, isabela! could you make me an orange blossom flower crown?” he had asked her as she smirked, knowing it led to you.
“is this about-?”
“yes yes now?” he held out his hand as she made one, placing it in his palm. Camilo said a ‘thank you’ as he was about to speed out of casita before his madre grabbed the back of his shirt collar, effectively pulling him back, also choking him a bit.
“ay, mamí! what was that for?!” he had lightly raised his voice a bit, rubbing his throat.
“if you’re going to meet up with that girl, at least eat something for lunch first! that girl seems very sweet and would want you to eat.” camilo sighed as he grabbed some arepas his tía had made, he stuffed one in his mouth, soon taking a bite out of the second.
“thanks, mamí, te quiero, i’ll talk to you later!” he had said, kissing his madre’s cheek and running out of casita, half an arepa in his hand, the other occupied with the orange-blossom crown. today had been his birthday, as well as the day he would decide to confess his feelings he had been keeping inside him since he was 6 years old.
he made it to the tree and stopped to catch his breath as you looked down at him, an eyebrow raised,
“hola, niño bonito” you smiled at his reddening face as he cleared his throat, he laughed, noticing how high up you were compared to him.
“what’re you doing up there, mi azahar querida?” your cheeks flushed and warmed at the nickname as you laughed and shrugged,
“what’re you doing down there, camaleón?” he laughed, doubling over. you giggled as he straightened back up,
“i have this for you!“ he tossed up an orange-blossom flower crown, you eyed him inquisitively as he sighed, “put it on, mi vida!” you listened and placed it on your head.
“now,” he started, craning his neck to fully see you, folding his hands and arms behind his back “could you tell me your name now, princesa?”
“it’s y/n!” you chuckled as he smiled wider than he had been.
“that’s a nice name, muy bonita como tu!” you cheeks turned red as you scoffed, “if your gonna say something like that then mean it!”
“but I do mean it, mi vida!”
“alright then prove it!”
“alright then,” he stated to you, finishing the mini argument you two had just had, he turned his back to you, cupping his hands around his mouth, making a megaphone with his hands.
“AMO A Y/N!!” he yelled out, so that the whole encanto could hear, proving himself.
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WOW THAT WAS REALLY LONG AND I DID IT ALL IN ONE SITTING
SORRY THE ENDING KINDA SUCKS
I HOPE U GUYS LIKE IT!!! SORRY FOR NOT POSTING <33
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Hello! I hope you’re doing well! So I really love the idea of gn!reader being able to teleport so may I request hcs of the reader pranking the Madrigals using their teleportation? (Excluding Antonio, all seperate, fluff and romantic) They’re alot of characters so take your time! If you wanna divide it into parts that’s fine too. If you can’t or don’t want to do everyone that’s fine too but please include Pepa, Luisa, Camilo and Julieta. Thank you for your time and have a great day/night.
Teleporting Mischief Pt. 1
The Madrigals x teleporting gn!Reader
Fluff - Romantic
Requested: Yes
[Word Count: 2,875]
CW: mention of cracking bones (like popping your back, not like breaking your bones), blood, tickling, (?)
Having the ability to teleport and a love for pulling pranks is a dangerous combination, but you use it well. This is nice for you, but can be rather unfortunate for your partner.
- Part 2 with the rest of the Madrigals (excluding Antonio obviously) will be posted tomorrow! Also I used more Spanish in this one than in others but I'm just Googling it, I have no idea what I'm doing, so sorry if I misspell anything. -
REMINDER: CAMILO AND MIRABEL ARE MINORS
Luisa, Isabela, Dolores, Camilo, and Mirabel included
Luisa
She likes to think that she’s used to pranks because of Camilo
But when you appear out of nowhere and shout at the top of your lungs, she realizes that she’s definitely not accustomed to them
When Luisa gets scared, I feel like she’d go into full defensive mode and then freeze up
Which means that you have to teleport away fast before you get punched square in the face
Even though she doesn’t hit you, Luisa would apologize profusely once she realizes what she did
“Oh, oh my gosh. I am so, so sorry, I didn’t mean to-” Luisa begins to ramble once you teleport back to her, this time a few feet away. You barely avoided getting your nose shattered, and the adrenaline is still racing through your veins.
“Luisa,” you begin, but she doesn’t seem to hear you.
“I just panicked,” she continues, “and I didn’t know that it was you but now I do know that it was you, and now I feel really bad. What if I had actually hit you, then-”
“Luisa.”
“What if you hate me now? Do you hate me?”
“Luisa.” You have been walking closer, until now you’re standing right in front of her. You can see tears brim in her eyes that you know she won’t let fall. “Luisa, it’s okay.”
With that, she stops, finally meeting your eyes. That crazed expression is still in her eyes though, like she thinks that you’ll suddenly say that you lied and that you hate her. “Luisa, I don’t hate you, and I’m not mad at you. I’m the one that scared you, I should be the one that's sorry.”
Luisa pauses for just a moment. “What? No! No, that was good. You got me real good,” she says with a small, forced laugh. You place your hand on her forearm, bringing her eyes back to yours.
You don’t know what to say next, and so you don’t say a word. Instead, you wrap your arms around your girlfriend’s shoulders and bring her in for a close embrace, which Luisa immediately returns. You feel some bones in your back pop with her strength, but you’ve grown pretty used to it by now.
She picks you up off the ground just barely, allowing you to now lace your arms around her neck and kiss her hair, still whispering about how she did nothing wrong. Luisa holds you just a bit tighter.
If you ever did it again, Luisa would be prepared, and she wouldn’t react so suddenly
But that first time definitely ended in a lot of cuddling and giggles
Isabela
She’s working on her gardens when you teleport directly behind her, not making a sound
Slowly leaning down to her kneeling figure, you just quietly whisper
“Hola, Isa.”
Expect a mouthful of flowers immediately after
Isabela would shriek and jump up, vines shooting from the ground and narrowly missing your face.
“Dios mío, Y/N!” Isabela shouts, brushing some dirt off of where her knees rested on the ground.
“Sorry, sorry,” you say through laughter while holding your nose. “You got me back, at least.”
Isabela takes a moment to calm down before she realizes that she hit your nose when she stood too suddenly. “Oh, your nose,” she says, bringing her hand to your face. Her fingertips are soft but her palms are calloused, a lovely combination to feel among the pure pain shooting from your nose.
“How’s your head?” You ask in turn. Your voice sounds a bit nasally, which probably isn’t a good sign.
She only shakes her head, bringing her hands back down to her sides. “We need to get you fixed up. Mamá has her stand down in town, I’m sure we can catch a short line this early in the morning if we get down there quickly.”
You just nod, still holding your nose. Isabela rushes you down the hill, small flowers sprouting in her hair, probably from the nerves. You pick each one out and gently place it behind her ear, to which Isabela shoots you a look and mumbles something about how “this is not a time to be joking.” You don’t tell her that you can see the corners of her mouth perk up with each flower.
By the time you reach Julieta’s stand, blood has begun to stain your hand. Julieta looks between you and her daughter, you with your hand covering your nose and Isabela with her own hand resting gently on the crown of her head.
Julieta only shakes her head and sighs, bringing you two still-warm arepas, once for each. You thank her and begin the walk back to the casita, biting into your arepas in silence.
You would definitely apologize first, but Isabela would follow right after
And by that I mean you wouldn’t even be able to finish your apology before Isabela apologizes for breaking your nose
You two make up, but Isabela makes you promise not to prank her again
That doesn’t mean that Camilo can’t, though
Dolores
Dolores is so used to being able to hear everyone come up to her, having you just suddenly appear is scarier than the actual prank
All of Camilo’s pranks have little to no affect on her, but that’s only because she knows when he’s coming
If you stay quiet about it, Dolores will have no idea
The prank was simple, you were just going to teleport behind her repeatedly and make a single sound before jumping away, not letting Dolores see you
You do this throughout the whole day - teleporting behind her, snapping a stick, and then teleporting out of sight
By the time dinner rolls around, Dolores looks ready to lose it, but you don’t want to give up just yet
You follow Dolores back to her room after dinner as you usually do, your hand wrapped in hers. You want to get one last jump in before you go to bed, but you don’t know how without making it obvious that it’s you.
“I’m going to run to the bathroom, be right back,” you say, taking that as your excuse to release your hand from Dolores’s and start to walk towards the top floor’s bathroom. Dolores watches you leave for just a moment and then turns back to her door, quietly slipping inside. She’s still thinking about what the strange sounds she’s been hearing all day are and where they’re coming from.
All day, you haven’t risked teleporting to Dolores without having an eye on her, just in case you end up directly in front of her and ruin the whole thing. But this time around, you don't have much of a choice. Quickly jumping outside to grab a stick, you begin to formulate your plan. Right around this time is when Dolores is usually setting up her bed to sleep, so she should be facing that way. If you time it right, you’ll be in and out with just enough time to walk back in with Dolores being none the wiser. And then you can confess tomorrow.
Taking a deep breath, you visualize where you need to go, and teleport. When you get there, stick at the ready, you realize that Dolores isn’t in front of you as you expected. In fact, you can’t see her anywhere. Your fingers go somewhat limp around the stick, a confused expression adorning your face.
You turn back to the bed and take a look at it. It looks the same as it always does, but it doesn’t look prepared for sleep. Maybe she never even entered her room?
“Boo.”
You jump, literally, and then you teleport into three different random locations all within the span of a few seconds. When you return to where you were, you spin to find Dolores standing behind you with a cheeky smile on her face. You’re breathing heavily, but you begin to grin with her.
“You got me,” you say once you can talk again. Dolores looks very proud of herself, but leans forward to give you a small kiss on your cheek.
“I heard you get a stick from outside, and I hid in the closet.” Dolores nods her head over her shoulder towards the cabinet where she keeps her clothes. “You had me, you know.”
You smile and bring Dolores forward to give her a kiss on the cheek, as well. “Si, I know.”
From that point on, Dolores becomes a lot more alert whenever she suspects that you’re preparing to pull another stunt on her
Most of the time, though, just to humor you, Dolores lets you get your way for just a bit
She always gets you back in the end, though
Camilo
Camilo is a prankster himself, so you’d think that he can see the signs
Spoiler: he can’t
Camilo is so head over heels for you that he would never suspect you to be the type of person to pull something as cruel and spiteful as a harmless prank on him, but oh is he wrong
Since he’s always pretending to be someone else just to suddenly shift back into himself and lunge at you, you decide to do the same thing, in a way
You have your eyes on Camilo, entertaining some kids in the street by shifting into them or their loved ones, doing impressions, the usual. You need to get him alone for this to work, though, and so you decide to wait it out. Any time you’re about to get caught, you simply teleport into a different hiding spot, always keeping Camilo in your sights.
Finally, the kids run off to go see Isabela bring various plants to life, and Camilo gets to rest. He sits down on a nearby bench and lets himself slide down it just a bit, head hitting the wall behind him as he takes a deep breath. He looks so peaceful, you almost don’t want to do this. Almost. You’ll never forgive him for jumping on you in the middle of the night because he got bored.
Starting the plan, you grab an armful of rocks out of the bag resting at your hip, taking a slightly small one into your hand. Staring right at the spot you want to teleport to, you quickly jump there, drop the rock, and jump back.
Camilo’s eyes open and he slowly shifts his head to look where the rock dropped, head tilting slightly when he doesn’t see anyone there. While he’s turned, you teleport behind him and drop another rock, repeating the process until you only have one rock left.
Somehow, Camilo doesn’t catch on, and you watch him walk between the two spots, checking around corners for someone that isn’t there. You sit there and wait for Camilo to sit down once more, which he does, and you prepare to do one of your more risky stunts.
You jump in place, teleporting yourself mid-air to drop a rock down between Camilo’s feet, teleporting back into your spot before you hit the ground. Most of the landing impact is muffled from your proximity to the ground, but you still make a sound when you touch down. Luckily, the bustling noises of Encanto cover that up well.
You watch as Camilo looks up to find nothing but clear skies, then back down at the rock. When he looks back up once more, you teleport right in front of him, jumping forward and grabbing him by the shoulders. You can’t think of anything short enough to say, so you just shout as you do it.
Camilo screams, high and short, and shifts between you, a kid from earlier, and Mirabel, for some reason. You burst into laughter while he catches his breath, one hand clutching his chest and the other stabilizing himself on the bench. “Your face!” You cry, still cackling. “Oh, I wish I could show you!”
Camilo grumbles something you can’t hear, but he doesn’t look particularly mad about being pranked. “That was a good one, mi vida,” he acknowledges, standing up. You manage to compose yourself, meeting Camilo’s eyes with a prideful grin. “But I bet you can’t stand this-!” He suddenly attacks, quick fingers tickling your sides and any other ticklish part of you he can reach until you’re both on the ground, you squirming and crying from giggling and Camilo chuckling evilly.
“Milo! St-op!” You shout, batting his hands away briefly.
“Apologize!” Camilo taunts, returning to tickling you. You shake your head, but you know you won’t be able to last much longer. Townspeople glance at you two and smile or cheer you on, but you can’t even hear them. “Apologize, or I’m not stopping!”
Eventually you can’t take it, and just shout “I’m sorry!” through excessive giggling. Camilo stops, as promised, but he’s still laughing. You shove his shoulder and bring yourself up into a seated position beside him, already plotting how you’re going to get him back.
This one event begins a prank war that will last for multiple years after this
Camilo will never admit that he’s secretly jealous you can do so much more with your gift when it comes to pranks
But if one of you ever takes it a bit too far accidentally, you give each other a few days’ break and spend most of your free time cuddling rather than plotting
Mirabel
Being the main victim, Mirabel also thought that she would be relatively immune to any pranks anyone may pull (similarly to Luisa)
She doesn’t count on the pranks coming from you, necessarily
In truth, she’s never considered the prank potential that your gift comes with, she just thought it was some cool thing that would never be used against her in any capacity
Once again, she was wrong
You and Mirabel have a very open and loving relationship, so you don’t want to do anything too extreme, so to speak
You just want to teleport behind her, give her a quick scare, and then hug it out - nothing big
You find Mirabel in her room, the old daycare. You don’t have to open the door, and so she doesn’t hear you come in.
Mirabel is humming to herself and tidying her bed, slightly swaying to the song in her head. The wind coming in from the window blows her hair back around her shoulders, and the sun casts a warm glow on her skin. You could stare at her for hours if you didn’t know that you have a job to do.
Silently, you creep over to hide behind her dresser, making a “quiet” motion at the wall to let casita know that it needs to keep your presence a secret. A part of the paint peels off and dips as if to be a nod, quickly fixing itself before Mirabel can notice.
The door to the closet is thrown open, nearly hitting you square in the face. “Casita, do you think this one, or this one would be best for tonight?” Mirabel asks the house, probably holding up two different skirts to the wall. You hear creaking, indicating that casita is answering. Somehow, Mirabel can speak wood, and returns to her cabinet.
Knowing that Mirabel has her back to the rest of her room, you take this as your moment to teleport behind her, a small smile already on her face. You see the two clothing options that Mirabel has laid out - one deeper blue skirt with butterfly embellishments and the other a warmer shade of sea-blue, bland except for some stitched designs that look like vines.
“I like the second one,” you whisper, indicating the sea blue skirt. You think that color compliments Mirabel’s eyes the most, and it contrasts her hair nicely.
Mirabel yelps and spins around, hitting you in the face with a third skirt that she was looking at. “Oh! Y/N, when did you get here?” She asks, placing a hand over her heart briefly.
“Not long ago,” you answer with a small shrug, stepping forward to bring Mirabel into an embrace. Mirabel returns it easily, her arms hugging your waist and her body heat warming your front.
“Did you need something?” She asks, her voice slightly muffled in your shoulder.
You shake your head, feeling her deep brown hair tickle your nose as you do so. You bring your head closer to the crook of her neck, breathing out in pure content. “I just missed you.”
Mirabel awee’s, and you hear casita make a creaking sound that probably translates to “awe” in house language. “That’s sweet,” Mirabel says softly, rocking the both of you side to side with the third skirt still in her hand. “You said you liked the second one?”
“Mhm,” you say, eyes still closed and keeping you two swaying.
“I like that one too. Do you have anything that color? We can match!” You pull away, looking at her and thinking, trying to remember if you have anything nice enough to wear to a celebration that is close to the color of her skirt.
“I might,” you answer. Mirabel’s face breaks out into a wide, giddy smile, which makes you smile as well.
Maybe you should pull “pranks” on Mirabel more often.
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camilosluvr · 2 days ago
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it said requests are open in your bio 💃🏽
Camilo / Dolores / Isabela with an s/o who's
a mute? if it makes sense idk I'm hungry and don't know what I'm saying
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Pairings: Camilo Madrigal x GN Reader, Dolores Madrigal x GN Reader and Isabela Madrigal x GN Reader
Genre: Fluff
Synopsis: Camilo, Isabela and Dolores with a mute s/o
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Camilo Madrigal
Camilo doesn't really care if you're mute or not, as long as you're you then he doesn't care about anything because he loves you for you
Sometimes he forgets that you're mute and he asks you why you don't talk and you give him a certain look then he realizes and apologizes immediately
Camilo does wonder why you're mute and asks you about it time to time but if it's something rooted from trauma then he won't push you to answer it
He really wants to hear what your voice sounds like though but he'll wait until you talk again but that's if you do but he won't push you though
Sometimes he wonders how someone could just not talk, he can't stop talking for a minute!
He's impressed because he doesn't know anybody other than you who just couldn't talk for more than five minutes
Camilo doesn't know sign language but he'll learn just for you
Dolores Madrigal
Dolores actually loves that you're mute because it's perfect for her hearing, sometimes even talking a bit loud next to her will hurt her ears so you being completely silent is just right
Dolores likes to tell you gossip that she's not supposed to tell anyone because she knows that you won't tell anyone well that's if you don't write it down or sign it to someone else
Dolores actually knows sign language because the first time she got her gift, talking hurt her ears too much so everyone in the family just learned sign language, well except camilo because he wasn't even born yet and when he was old enough to learn, dolores was already used to her gift
Dolores wonders why and how you don't talk because she can't stop talking for the life of her but she doesn't ask you as not to be rude
Sometimes, dolores gets spooked by you if you walk up to her randomly especially if you walk quietly even though she can hear you breathing as she's used to hearing people call out for her when they walk up to her
If you don't know sign language and just writes in notes, then dolores would actually teach you sign language in english and spanish because she knows both
Isabela Madrigal
Isabela doesn't really care that much because she knows sign language so it's just like any other relationship with her
Isabela always has to swat camilo away because he's always asking you how you can not talk for so long even if you tell her that it's fine if he has questions
Isabela sometimes wonders why you don't talk and she'll ask you once and if you don't wanna tell her then she won't ask anymore until you're ready to tell her
Isabela does wonder what your voice sounds like a lot of times but if you don't ever what to talk then she's fine with that because it's your choice if you want to speak or not
You scare her a lot whenever you walk up to her because she can't hear you
I don't have that much to say for isa because, she doesn't really care or treat you different nor does it affect her
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mari-mari-maricela · a day ago
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Deal Between Strangers III
⇨ encanto
⇨ camilo x fem reader
⇨ in which y/n is confronted by the oldest of the madrigal children about the arranged marriage and doesn't know how to deal with it.
⇨ part one | part two | part three
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"I'm home!" Y/N calls out, shutting the door behind her as she places her bag on the table. It was around dinner time now, and having worked all day, she was tired out. Camilo had offered to walk her home, since he accompanied her, but she quickly declined, saying that he should get his rest as well.
"Welcome home, mi hija." Her mother says, leaning over to press a kiss against the side of her head, "How was your day? Josè told me that you were seen around town with Camilo Madrigal all day."
Y/N stops at that, sliding off her shoes and putting on some slippers. She hears her father chime in, "Oh? That's wonderful. Our families coming together will be good for Encanto." She looks over his shoulder to see what they're cooking. "I heard from the Guzmàn's that you got along well with Dolores and her husband, and that you had Camilo help you when fixing their radio."
She sighs, nodding her head as she grabs a drink from the fridge, "Yeah, and I also fixed the clock tower. Did you hear about that?"
"Oh yes, Camilo apparently swept you off your feet when you finished, isn't that right?" Mrs L/N chitters, nudging her husband beside her.
Y/N stands there, watching the back of their heads as they continue to talk. She knows they care, deep down they do. If they hadn't, they wouldn't have taught her all she knows about mechanics and building. They were just confused, or just not paying enough attention. But they cared.
Dinner was soon served and the three had quiet chat. About Camilo Madrigal. Y/N didn't have much to say about the subject, but always nod her head when asked a question about how sweet the boy was. When their food was eaten and everything was cleaned, Y/N bid 'goodnight' to her parents and left to go to her room. She flicked on the light, the bulb pulsing once before settling into a fine shine across her room. She sits on her bed, flinging her arms wide and closing her eyes as she falls back.
The last week has been tiring, trying to keep the secret to themselves as well as the act up. Camilo seemed to be having an easy time, he was a great actor. But Y/N couldn't keep up. All their parents talked about was Camilo. It showed just how much they cared for this 'marriage'.
She gets up and opens the balcony door, stepping across to get some fresh air. Today she was working extra hard. But because Camilo and her were seen together, that was overlooked. It wasn't his fault at all. Word got around town that the two of them were to be married by the end of the month. Thank God it was only the 4th today.
She begins to play with the little trinkets in the box beside her balcony table, when a call below her sounds.
"Señorita Y/N!" Below, she sees the mailman. She's fixed his bike multiple times and he had been the person who sends out letters outside of Encanto every week. The man waves his hat happily, holding out three letters. "I have mail for you from a town over!"
Y/N nods her head, stepping onto the wooden platform she had built into the side of the balcony. With a hand on the rope beside her, she pulls the material down and continues to do so until she hits the floor. Her father had called it an elevator, and she used it to move some things into her room to work on and out of the room to send off. It was useful now.
Her parents were very proud when she build that on her own.
"Here you are." The mailman says, tipping his hat as she takes them from him, "Have a nice night."
She hums back, turning the envelope in her hands, "Thank you, and you as well."
Y/N stands back onto her wooden elevator, holding the papers in her palm as she pulls the rope back up to her balcony. She's noticed the name on the back of it, the red seal curving with every detail. After shutting the door, she sits on her bed and tears open the first letter.
A smile falls on her lips.
She hasn't heard from her best friend in ages.
The next morning, Y/N is set out to find the mailman so he can send her responses to each letter. It was at the time where all the shops were opening up and the Madrigals were finally out of their house to help. Y/N doesn't think anything of it before she's stopped on her way to the post office.
"Y/N?" A voice calls, making the girl stop on her way. When she turns around, she locks eyes with Isabela. "Oh, it's nice to see you again. How have you been?"
Clearing her throat and putting her envelopes back into her bag, Y/N smiles awkwardly, "Morning, Isabela. I've been well, how about you?"
Isabela responds, sporting a flower from the ground and picking it from its stem, "Wonderful, thanks for asking. Dolores tells us that you and Camilo are getting along perfectly. Is he being nice to you?"
Y/N blinks, a warmth washing over her cheeks as Isabela hands the blue star flower to her. Once she takes it, she sighs, "Of course, he's... very kind to me."
The eldest Madrigal grandchild lifts her chin, watching her carefully. She goes to say something when another person jumps in.
"He was muttering to himself last night before bed, trying to figure out how to spell your full name correctly." Dolores claims, making both Isabela and Y/N nearly scream in their spots. Where did she come from? Dolores walks beside Y/N, nodding to Isabela on the other side of the younger girl. "He keeps a journal to remember everything that happens throughout the day. He was writing a lot last night."
Isabela gasps softly, "That means that he had a lot of things he wanted to remember about spending time with you yesterday."
"Maybe." Y/N responds, eying the post office far ahead of them, "He did accompany me while I was working."
"Mirabel mentioned that you seemed... overwhelmed with work yesterday." Isabela says, looking towards her with a bit of concern. Y/N nods her head once, to acknowledge the statement. "But then that you were comforted when Camilo came around. He must mean a lot to you."
She doesn't know what to say about that.
Dolores then stops in her spot, turning her head. She hums, "He's talking to Abuela about dinner. Something about... a big decision in a month."
Isabela widens her eyes a bit, turning to Y/N. She seems to be concerned as well, but shows little. She grabs onto her bag strap before settling into a smile.
"My family and friends will be visiting Encanto then." She states, fixing her shirt, "They wrote to me about it and how they want to meet the Madrigals, and I'm on my way to send off my response."
Isabela and Dolores blink at the claim before watching her continue on her way to the post office. But she doesn't get that far before they follow after. In the entrance of the post office, Isabela begins to talk.
"So they'll be in town in time for the wedding?" She says, trying to seem excited rather than concerned. Y/N nods her head, holding her bag close to her chest. "And that wedding is in a month. Seems... very early, don't you think? You and Camilo had just began going out together a few weeks ago. You don't know each other that well yet."
"Isabela, be considerate." Dolores squeaks out, "What she means to say it, are you certain that you and Camilo should be getting married so soon? Why don't you give each other time to become friends first?"
Y/N takes a deep breath in, turning to the both of them. "Okay, please... give me a minute to hand these in. And then I'll speak to you." She chimes, not awaiting an answer before she makes her way into the post office.
The two wait a few minutes, a bit nervous to speak to her. While both Dolores and Isabela were now 25-years old, and Y/N was only 19, they felt uneasy. She was a smart and collected young woman, but none of them have really seen the more personal side of her. Dolores, who would sometimes pick up on her talking with her family or customers unknowingly, only heard her be more formal rather than express any personal interest.
Once Y/N comes back, the two are standing up straight. She looks up to them. "Can we speak somewhere private?" She asks, leading them towards the end of the shopping street. As soon as they are further from crowds, Y/N skips right to the point, holding onto her skirt tightly. "Camilo and I are pretending to be together for the sake of my parents and the fake marriage."
"What?" Isabela screeches, making Delores cover her ears, "Why would you do that?"
"Because I've never had a partner before and they were worried for me. They practically jumped at the chance when Abuela Madrigal offered." Y/N responds, standing tall, "I already spoke to Camilo. I won't hold him back, he can still do all he wants and I will as well. All I ask is that he keeps up this charade."
Dolores knits her brow, holding her hands behind her back. She mumbles, "Wouldn't that... not make you happy? If you have no intention of really loving him, why would you put yourself in such a situation?"
Y/N lifts her shoulders and sighs, "My parents mean everything to me, I know they'd be happy if I found someone. Plus, Camilo is very sweet and considerate of me. We're friends... I believe."
Isabela is soon placing her hands on her shoulders, making the younger girl watch. "You shouldn't comply with what your parents ask just because it might make them upset not to." She says sternly, giving Y/N talk from experience, "If they are truly as good as everyone says, then it shouldn't matter if you marry or not, just as long as you are happy."
Y/N holds the blue flower in her hand a little softer. She feels her heart ache at that, making her turn to the floor. "I know... I know that." She huffs back, "I don't think I'd be able to explain that to them. They are very happy about Camilo and I's 'relationship'."
Dolores and Isabela lock eyes with one another. How could she finally be happy?
Before the conversation can go any longer, a bright call is heard, "There you are, mi 'mor!"
The three of them turn to see Camilo jogging towards them. His smile changes to a confused look when he realises that his sister and cousin are standing by. He stops in front of them.
"What's going on?" He asks, taking place to face his faux fiance. He notices the look on her face, resulting in him slowly reaching out and holding her face in his hands. "Are you okay?"
It's not real. But the warmth in her heart when he takes care of her is.
"Yeah... I'm fine, Camilo." She responds, pulling his hands from her face with her fingers wrapped around his wrist. She looks to Dolores and Isabela, who have surprised expressions. "I was telling the truth about us and everything."
He stills, looking over his shoulder to his family. And almost instantly, he moves to takes the hands of both his sister and cousin. "Please, please, please, do not tell Abuela or anybody else about this." He pleads, "Y/N will get into a lot of trouble if this gets out."
Isabela furrows her brows in concern. She didn't know what to say. In her experience, it was draining to keep an act like that up for so long. She didn't want Y/N to be as unhappy as she was.
"We promise." Dolores, who is the one person who hates keeping secrets the most, informs the younger two. Isabela looks at her. "We won't tell anyone."
A smile draws on Camilo's lips as he pulls Dolores and Isabela into a tight hug. He thanks them both, relieved and happy they are so understanding. Y/N stands a few feet away. They were caring.
Camilo turns to Y/N, wrapping an arm around her shoulders with a chuckle, "Looks like we're safe!"
She smiles back, holding onto her bag. "Yeah, we are."
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somethinginthethunder · a day ago
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Aged up! Camilo (NOTHING INAPPROPRIATE)
proposing hcs? :D
``camilo proposing hcs``
notes: ty for clarifying!!! i was abt to get rlly concerned </3
warnings: none :) except how tf do u write proposals
-let's say you two are in your early twenties
-let's be honest, here. he had been waiting to propose to you since the moment you agreed to be his partner
-asked your parents for their blessing (they said yes of course)
-but was absolutely stumped on how to actually propose to you
-he couldn't just waltz up to you one day and be like hey bb wanna spend the rest of ur life with me ahah
-NO it had to be special just for you!!!
-would probably ask dolores
-it wasn't very useful
-"how did mariano propose to you?"
-"i mean, he literally asked me the day i confessed my love for him, so..."
-she didn't have too much to say but just told him to keep it honest and that no matter what you'd still love him in the end
-he finally decided he'd keep it simple like his sister advised
-got the whole town in on it
-isabela had decorated the center of town with beautiful plants, most of them being your favorites
-julieta got some help from mirabel, antonio, and augustin to cook some food for the celebration afterward
-the rest of the town agreed to stay out of the streets to that camilo could propose
-he didn't have any huge doubts that you'd reject him, and he liked the idea of proposing to you in a huge open space
-but he still didn't want you to feel pressured to say yes to his proposal, so he knew keeping away outsider's eyes would be a good move.
-on the day of the proposal camilo had come knocking at your door, asking if you wanted to accompany him for the day
-you said yes, of course, telling your mother you'd be gone for the day
-she hummed in response, a strangely wide smile on her face
-you shrugged it off, though. maybe she was just in that kind of mood, yk?
-he held your hand the entire walk, leading you to the empty town
-"where is everyone?"
-you were incredibly confused. encanto was usually so lively and full of people.
-camilo hummed. "i may have asked them to give us the floor for today," he said cheekily.
-"why?" you asked, suddenly noticing the amount of plants and (fav. flower) there were around where you were.
-your boyfriend did not immediately answer. instead, he turned to face you and gently grabbed your other hand.
-the last thing on your mind was a proposal. but the strange situation made you nervous.
-you trusted him, of course. but your nerves still had you saying, "are you alright, 'milo'?"
-what was worrying was that he didn't immediately respond. instead, he locked eyes with you and took a slow breath in.
-"(y/n)," he replied. "we've been together for four years, now, and with every passing day i'm reminded of how amazing you are. and every man would agree i would be a fool too ever let you go."
-one of his hands let go of yours and found itself in one of his pockets, slipping a tiny little box from out of it.
-there's no way, you thought
-"and despite my reputation, i know that i am no fool," he opened the box and got down on one knee. "so, it would only be right if i asked you this, now. (y/n) (l/n), would you marry me and allow me the honor to call you mi esposo/a?"
-wow, it was a wonder you didn't start crying on the spot
-your hands covered your mouth, heart leaping with joy
-"yes!" how could you ever say no to him. "yes, yes of course i will!"
-you threw your arms around him, knocking your now fiancé down onto the ground.
-he immediately wrapped his arms around your waist, bringing you into a sweet kiss.
-the moment he slipped the ring onto your finger, the rest of the townsfolk popped out of hiding and began to celebrate.
-a big sign with 'congratulations' written on it was hung from someone's balcony.
-you jumped with surprise, catching sight of your parents casting you a proud look. ah, so everyone was in on it.
-camilo laughed fondly at the way you jumped, helped you stand up and then raised your hand with his own.
-"they said yes!" he cheered, pulling you close to him once more.
-the whole entire town burst out into noise, with even the animals coming onto the scene to help celebrate. flower petals rained down on the two of you, the sky as clear as day.
-and that was the start of a very happily ever after :)
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dos-oroguitas · 9 hours ago
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Carlos Madrigal had never seen his twin, Camilo look so pathetic until he saw it for himself. Alternate title: Carlos Madrigal sees Camilo simp for you and decides to mess with him just because.
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It was another perfect day in the little valley of Encanto. The sun was shining brightly over the tall mountains that the little town had been nestled in, the morning mist made delicate dew drops on every surface it could perch on, all was well. It was a good morning for everyone. Until the Madrigal twins’ bickering had echoed from the town square.
Most residents had sighed heavily at this, knowing the commotion all too well.
“Carlos!”
Camilo Madrigal had grumbled up at the figure beside him as they walked, a boy who looked very much like him and in to the untrained eye, one might think Camilo had made a clone of himself but that wasn’t the case. Beside him was the one and only Carlos, his twin brother.
It was safe to say that the early years of their childhood was filled with Pepa’s thunderous clouds. The boys had trouble written all over them.
Even more so when the two had gotten their gifts. Camilo had the gift to shape shift as did Carlos but rather than using it to help the village like his older brother, Carlos Madrigal was dead set on doing the opposite.
It wasn’t that hard to decipher who was who between them though despite being twins. Camilo, for example had dark green eyes and his hair was curly and untamed, his ruana a mix of light and dark yellows with the chameleon patterns pointing down. Carlos had chocolate brown eyes, his hair a bit more shorter and wavier rather than curly, and his eyes were half-lidded unlike his brother’s. While Camilo donned a yellow ruana, Carlos’ had a deep maroon ruana adorned with light brown stripes and the chameleon pattern it had pointed upwards.
As his older brother rambled on about something, Carlos had rolled his eyes, smoothening out his ruana. He really could care less about what he was rambling about, Camilo’s words going to one ear and then out the other.
It was something, something.. creating trouble by using his voice.. yada yada chaos..
Then all too suddenly his rambling stopped. “Finally.” He breathed out with a roll of his eyes. Though that was a first. Camilo’s ramblings lasted a few blocks into town but this time it was cut short. His brows furrowed. Carlos craned his head to look at Camilo but found that his side was empty.
It was like clockwork. During this time, on the same path, on the same direction, he would be left alone and his brother would be nowhere to be found. It was honestly comical how suddenly Camilo was there and then the next, he wasn't.
He blinked, head whipping left and right. Did he just disappear on him again? He then looked back, only to see Camilo leaning against a wall, smiling at an unfamiliar girl. Well all of Encanto was unfamiliar to him. He didn’t really waste his time in getting to know everyone when he could just be tricking them.
He quirked a brow as he approached them, only now noticing the lovesick expression on his brother’s face. His signature smirk appearing on his features as he found Camilo stumbling over his words a little, a red flush on his cheeks.
Interesting reaction.
Only then could he recognize the person his brother was talking to. He didn’t know your name but he had recognized you as the stern woodcarver’s daughter. His lips curled into a devious grin.
It didn’t take a genius to put two and two together when Camilo had fumbled when you laughed. He snickered as Camilo’s knees almost buckled underneath him. Oh his brother was a simp. A huge simp. He hadn’t seen him this.. pathetic looking. If he could have hearts in his eyes the fool would’ve probably had it. So this was where he was disappearing to?
“Camilo!” He calls out, as if he hadn’t just been observing them from afar. His older brother stiffened at the name, almost going pale as he approached. You had turned to the sound of his voice with a curious tilt of your head and as you did so, Camilo was shaking his head at him and mouthing the words ‘Don’t you dare’ with a narrowed gaze.
This was going to be fun.
“There you are! Oh.. and I see you’re with a friend!” His devilish grin had quickly turned into an angelic smile as he wrapped an arm around his older brother who muttered a quiet ‘Miercoles’ under his breath.
“Well, hermano, aren’t you going to introduce me?”
Camilo grumbled.
“This is my brother—“ He starts begrudgingly before he was quickly interrupted by said brother introducing himself instead.
“Carlos Madrigal, muñeca. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He took your hand in his, winking up at you. “But you’ve probably seen the murals, huh?”
He leant down to press a chaste kiss on your knuckles. “And you are?” Upon hearing your name, the mischievous boy smiled once more. He tested your name, liking the way it rolled off his tongue.
“Beautiful, muñeca, just like you.” He finally says, returning to his deep suave voice.
You arch your brow at the boy’s flirtatious nature, having been quite used to being chatted up by boys and girls alike.
Carlos tried to fight back a smirk as he saw Camilo go wide-eyed and slack jawed. You, however, didn’t have anymore time to dwell on having both devilishly handsome twins' attentions upon hearing your father’s gruff voice call for you to come home.
You smile sheepishly, and bid them a temporary farewell. Camilo had maintained his composure up until you finally disappeared around the corner elbowing Carlos harshly.
“What was that for!?” He hissed, rubbing his sore side.
“What do you mean ‘what was that for’..” Camilo mocked the mimic with a roll of his eyes. “You know what that was for!”
“What? I’m shooting my shot if you aren’t going to. She’s pretty.” Carlos rolled his eyes at Camilo’s antics.
"Well, I was going to before you rudely interrupted, pendejo!" That was a lie. Although he wanted to, he was far too caught up in la la land for him to actually confess.
Carlos smirked. He had lived to rile people up and it seemed Camilo thought he was serious about pursuing you with the way his older brother furrowed his brows at him.
A part of him wanted to reassure his brother that he didn’t need to worry about him getting in the way of his little love story but he wasn’t known as mischief incarnate for nothing. Besides, if he kept on taunting Camilo, he may have the guts to ask you out for real in the future.
He hummed a little tune, smiling smugly as he nodded. He's a good brother, looking out for his older brother's welfare and happiness.. in a way.
"Better hurry, hermano. Or I'll be snatching her for myself." Carlos says, a twinkle of mischief in his eyes.
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what’s better than one madrigal boy? two madrigal boys ✨ sorry if it’s short ! im juggling school + being sick 🥺✨😭 i hope you like it ? im going to explore and like establish carlos’ character further if i have the chance
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solcamilo · 2 days ago
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Hi!! I know I already commented on your post but ah I’m so excited to see more from you!!! I have a request if you don’t mind, it’s more angst tho…sorry not sorry it’s us being trapped inside of casita as she’s (I think it’s a she?) crumbling and Camilo shouting our name after either picking himself off the ground or fighting his way back inside? I don’t know it’s up to you but the main part is he sees us trapped against one of the pillars, a dresser or some heavy furniture pinning us against it that we were struggling and failing to push away because the floorboards were all moving in those waves to get everyone outside and the house was so concerned between that and saving mirabel it didnt have enough strength to assist us too. I just want to see him get worried and frantic before helping us out, you know all intense and stuff. THIS IS SO LONG I APOLOGIZE BUT IVE HAD THIS STUCK IN MY HEAD AND AFTER READING YOUR FIC I NEW YOU WERE THE PERSON I NEEDED TO BRING IT TO LIFE
thank you so much for your request! you have no idea how happy your comments on my other story made me!! that was the first time i wrote something so your support means so so much :’) hope you like it <3
i’ve got you
camilo madrigal x gen!reader
word count: 2k
request? yes!
warning(s): angst again!! happy ending tho, reader gets trapped so maybe claustrophobia, mild swearing, makeout? (not rly), angry mirabel and abuela >:(, not beta-d we die like casita
summary: you and camilo happened to return to casita at the worst possible moment and while trying to save mirabel, you get trapped under casita’s ruins.
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You and Camilo had just finished drying yourselves off with your towels after a quick swim out in the river. You had spent the whole day with your beloved boyfriend and were ready to call it a day, especially when the sun had now slowly set below the tall Encanto mountains.
But before you could end your day, you had to end it properly and that meant stealing some of Julieta’s food along with your boyfriend. And that’s exactly what you did.
You two were cracking jokes and laughing all the way to Casita when you heard yells coming from the matriarch of the family. You immediately knew that this meant bad news as you had never seen Abuela yell like that to someone in your entire lifespan. Camilo knew it too by the way he softly, yet firmly held your wrist, slightly pulling you behind him as the two of you cautiously walked into the main clearing of Casita.
Your heart broke at the sight of your good friend Mirabel Madrigal getting relentlessly blamed and yelled at for all the misfortunes that were happening to the familia Madrigal in the last few days. You turned to see who was around, and made eye contact with a colourful, bright - yet guilty looking Isabela standing off to the side.
What you heard next completely shocked both you, Camilo and the entire Madrigal family on the sidelines.
“You’re the one that doesn’t care!” Mirabel shouted at her abuela with tears brimming her eyes. You gasped and felt Camilo’s grasp on your wrist tighten. Abuela looked even more furious than from the beginning of the whole argument as she took a closer step towards Mirabel. 
“You’re the one breaking our home!”
“Don’t you ever..-!”
“The miracle is dying, because of you!” 
And that’s when you all heard it. The terrifying rumble of Casita’s cracks all across the walls and foundation pillars. The rumble was so loud and so forceful that the windowsill that was displaying the miracle candle collapsed and the candle fell backwards, rolling on the broken wood.
Everyone felt the pure panic coursing their veins as the candle was merely rolling, about to fall. The panic induced silence was broken when Félix shouted, “The candle!” with a small gasp.
As soon as Félix had said that, everyone’s legs started to automatically move towards the source of miracle, trying desperately to save what has been already hurt. Your legs, however, were planted on the ground next to your - now long gone - boyfriend Camilo.
“Casita! Get me up there!” you heard Mirabel yell as she ran towards the makeshift ladders that Casita gave her. You had only just rendered the severity of the situation and how it could play out for Mirabel if anything had happened to her and that’s what finally triggered your legs to move.
“Mirabel!” you yelled at the top of your lungs, running towards the girl who was trying to save the essence of the Madrigal family. 
“Mirabel! Please! Get down!” You were almost at the makeshift ladder when Casita’s ceiling pieces had started falling on the ground right where you were. You quickly pushed yourself against a wall with a large plate and cup storing furniture piece, your back tightly against it as you panted heavily from all the running you had done.
You saw Isabela’s vine giving out and her falling on the ground a few feet away from you. You also saw Camilo falling right next to Isabela a few seconds later as his gift too, gave out. 
You were too distracted by the two Madrigals to notice how Casita’s rolling of the floors brought a giant piece of wall directly on you with a loud smack. You fell down against the large furniture piece as the wall was now laying on top of you, giving you practically no room to move.
After a while you stopped hearing yelling and you stopped hearing the house breaking. You didn’t have the strength to try to lift the wall off of you nor did you have the strength to open your mouth and ask for help. You just lay there, hoping for someone to realise that you were gone and help you out.
Camilo looks around and sees the state in which Casita was or what remained of Casita anyways. He saw his family all huddled close together whispering words of encouragement to each other and lightly smiled. Even during these difficult times his family still found a way to reassure each other and always be there for each other.
He reached to his left side to grab your hand and lead you to where everyone else was but he realised you weren’t by his side. He also slowly realised that Mirabel wasn’t there either, by the way his tía, tío and everyone else were frantically searching for her. 
He felt his heart beating in his chest erratically, his palms grew sweaty and shaky and his legs felt impossibly light, ready to give up on him at any moment. Camilo was terrified. Because he not only lost his beloved prima, but he also lost the love of his life, his vida.
He ran towards his immediate family, grabbed his mother by her shoulders and started yelling at her, tears pricking his eyes from fear.
“Mamá where is Y/N? Where are they?!” Pepa’s eyes grew wide and with a quick scan of the area as she too, as well as the rest of his family, realised that you were also gone.
“Y/N!” Camilo had started screaming your name as he ran around the whole perimeter of the area. He screamed and screamed until he felt his throat go dry from the combination of dust and yelling. The others too were calling your name and Mirabel’s as they were trying to locate you. 
Dolores came to sit next to the now hunched and sobbing figure of her little brother, rubbing circles on his back to soothe him. Camilo shrugged her off with force, standing up to walk away from her. She quickly grabbed his forearm and pulled him to face her.
“Dolores stop!” Camilo snapped as he pulled his forearm away from her. He looked up at her, his face covered in dust and tears. “This isn’t doing anything to help! I don’t know where Y/N or Mirabel are and I don’t know what to do! What if something happened to them? What if something happened to Y/N? I was too concerned with the candle to protect Y/N and now look! They are nowhere to be found! My one job as their boyfriend was to protect them and I couldn’t fucking do it! I am a horrible fucking boyfriend! If they’re hurt or dead it’s all my fault..” Camilo broke down once again, violent sobs leaving his body as he kneeled down on the ground, hoisting himself up with elbows as he buried his hands in his - now dusty and grey - hair.
Dolores could only look at him in pity as she kneeled in front of him once more, pulling him into her embrace. Camilo didn’t move away from her this time, he only buried himself deeper into his hermana’s warm and welcoming arms.
“Manito we will find them. Both of them. I promise you we will find them. We already sent a rescue team to find Mira, we will find Y/N too.” Dolores let out softly. 
“Can’t you try to hear them?” Camilo mumbled in her arms.
Dolores sighed and tried to extend her ear as she always does, trying to locate any sound - anything really - that she could identify as you. But nothing.
“No.” she had said for the first time, “I can’t hear them. I’m sorry manito.”
That was until they heard some rustling going on behind them. Luisa turned to look at Dolores who had the same curious look as she did. Dolores left her brother to calm down as she and her prima cautiously walked up to the furniture with their expensive silverware they used for Mariano’s dinner.
They heard the rustling again. Then they heard faint “help”s. Then they grew louder. Dolores immediately recognized your voice and rushed with Luisa to the wall. They hurriedly lifted the wall just enough for you to crawl out of the cramped space and let it go, once again hitting the dresser with a loud bam.
You started coughing the dust that had accumulated in your throat, too busy to realise Luisa’s “there you are!” and “are you ok?”s.
You looked around and saw Camilo and Dolores just a few feet across from you. 
It was as if Camilo could feel your stare because he swiftly turned around and made eye contact with you (after Dolores had told him that they found you of course). He ran up to you and engulfed you in a hug, his arms wrapping tightly and protectively around your dusty and exhausted frame. 
“Mi vida! I’m so glad you’re okay! Dios mio you have no idea how scared I was.. what would I have done if I lost you?”
“Cami,” you pulled away to look at him, noticing how red his eyes were from crying and his teared stained dusty cheeks, “I’m fine. You don’t have to worry about me anymore I’m here with you ok? I’m here..” you cupped his face and smiled.
“Y/N I should have been here to protect you! I’m a horrible boyfriend I promised to help you and I didn’t, I’m sorry. I don’t deserve you..” Camilo shifted his eyes to the ground.
“You did what you had to do to save the candle. You’re one of the bravest people I know, Camilo Madrigal. You’ve helped me and protected me all throughout our relationship and I couldn’t be more grateful. You are an amazing boyfriend Cami and you’re an amazing person.”
You contemplated about dropping the big phrase. Should you do it? Isn’t it too early? What if you scare him away or what if he doesn’t feel the same way? You had to, though. After what you went through today you knew that you had to tell him.
“Camilo I love you.”
He lifted his eyes to meet yours in complete shock. His mouth grew wide open as he stared at your eyes, trying to process if what you told him was real or just his imagination. When he realised this was reality, he closed his mouth, stretched his hands to now cup your face and pulled you into a kiss.
You guys had kissed before sure, but never like this. This kiss was pure emotion. Pure desperation, pure love and pure passion. This kiss held all of the emotions that the two of you held from today’s events and from the days leading up to this. You were both irrevocably and unconditionally in love with each other and that translated through this kiss.
He lightly nibbled down on your lower lip, making you open your mouth more. He wasted no time in entering his tongue, exploring your mouth and your own tongue as you fought for dominance. His hands moved from your face to gripping your hips tightly as he pulled you on to his lap and chest to chest with him. Your hands moved from cupping his face to tangling your fingers in his dusty curls and tugging on them every few seconds, earning low groans from him. 
His mouth left yours as he started planting open mouth sloppy kisses starting from your temple all the way down to your neck and the base of your collarbones. You giggled at his touch, leaning your head to the side for more exposure.
With a smile, he pulled back and connected his forehead with your own.
“I love you so much, mi amor. So so so much.” With that he pulled you in for another heated kiss.
Amongst the ruins of the Casita, you two had found some closure and despite the circumstances, the two of you couldn’t be happier.
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caramellahoney · a day ago
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literally taking a marker and playing connect-the-freckles on camilo. then forgetting and going down for dinner and the teasing that follows
“connect-the-freckles.”
pairings: Camilo Madrigal x GN! Reader
genre: PURE FLUFF!
warning/s: none
a/n <3: hehe fluff
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Camilo rubbed his hands up and down on your back, having a quiet conversation with you. You came over to have dinner with his family but since preparations were taking too long, you two ran up to his room to have a quick cuddling session.
You were currently laying on top of him, with your head on his chest. Camilo slipped his arms underneath yours so he could pull you up. You leaned up and placed a small kiss on his jaw but apparently that wasn't enough for him.
"You missed, my lips are here." Camilo muttered, pursing his lips at you teasingly. You rolled your eyes and pushed his face away.
Deciding to be petty, you rolled over so your back was facing him. Camilo did not like that at all. He whined and threw his arm over your torso, pulling you against him to rest his chin on your shoulder. His lips were still pursed, trying to press a kiss against your face. You laughed and twisted in his grip, trying to avoid his lips. He quickly shifted into Luisa and easily turned you around so you were facing him again. Smirking, he shifted back and pressed his lips on yours.
"That's cheating." You muttered against his lips but eventually gave in and threw your arms around his neck. You tilted your head to deepen the kiss and Camilo hummed happily. He squeezes you tighter, pulling you even closer against him. You pull away and ease into him, enjoying the natural warmth that emanated from your boyfriend.
"Guapo." You muttered as your eyes lovingly scan his face, taking in every feature that couldn't be seen from afar. Camilo's cheeks flushed red, coughing awkwardly to mask his flustered state-which he was horrible at hiding. You brought your finger up to trace his freckles, an amazing idea popping up in your mind.
Connect-the-freckles.
A mischievous smile appeared on your lips and you immediately jumped out of his bed, running over to one of his cabinets in the room. Camilo groaned at the loss of contact, his arms reaching out for you. You ignored him and continued digging through his drawers, you swore you saw it in here somewhere.. You grinned victoriously and pulled out the washable marker.
Turning back to Camilo, you smirked. He froze seeing the look on your face, what devious little plot were you planning?
You plopped down on the bed and straddled his lap, grabbing his arms to pull him up. You quickly held his face in your hands. Camilo adjusted himself so he was sitting up while his hands gripped your waist. He still looked confused as you popped the marker open and pressed it against his face.
"Connect-the-freckles."
"Huh-" Camilo squinted his eyes as you pressed the marker against his freckles. He caught on to what you were doing and quickly pulled his head away when you tried to move the marker. You whined and gripped his collar to pull his face close again and Camilo felt his hands sweat at the proximity. Well...the marker is washable sooo-
"Fine, whatever my amor wants." Your grin and giddy expression was what made it all worth it in his eyes. He rolled his eyes playfully when you started drawing lines across his freckles. Everytime you finished connecting two freckles together, you pressed a kiss against his face. Needless to say, he enjoyed the attention and affection he was currently being showered with.
Deciding to change it up a bit, you connected a couple of freckles together to form hearts; pressing kisses against them afterwards. You pulled back and examined your masterpiece, laughing at the random hearts framing his face. You squealed and engulfed him in a hug, making him fall back onto the bed.
He grinned and hugged you back, pressing kisses on your face for payback. A knock interrupted your cute little couple moment making Camilo frown.
"Dinner time! Camilo get your ass down here!" Mirabel shouted, knocking loudly against his door.
"We were having a moment, Mirabel!" Camilo groaned, annoyed. You quickly climbed off of him and grabbed his hand to pull him off the bed but he didn't budge. Camilo just smirked as you tried to haul him out of bed. You yelped when he suddenly tugged on your arm, making you fall against his chest. He trapped you in his embrace, pretending to fall asleep while he fake snored loudly.
"Camilo! I'm eating all of the dessert!" Your boyfriend immediately jumped off of bed, throwing you over his shoulder as he ran towards the door. He slammed it open and gently set you down, running after Mirabel.
"YOU BETTER NOT!" You shook your head and followed the two bickering teenagers. You walked into the kitchen and smiled brightly when Pepa engulfed you in a big hug.
She released you and opened her mouth to speak but paused when she saw Camilo's face. 'Aww'-ing, she walked over to Camilo and squished his cheeks. Camilo feigned embarrassment and tried to push her away.
"Ohh nice drawings Camilo, who's the artist? Y/N?" Isabella snickered, pointing to the markings on his face. Camilo froze and grabbed a nearby mirror, seeing the hearts you drew on his face. His entire family erupted in laughs, hollers and cheers. Camilo pouted but made no effort to erase the markings on his face.
You smiled to yourself internally, Connect-the-freckles was a very fun game, 11/10 you were doing this again.
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mividacamilo · 2 days ago
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hi :D i saw that requests were open so i would like to request a camilo x fem! reader that's based off this song, let ur imagination go wild
𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢
Camilo x fem! Reader
Warnings- none! Just fluff<3
Author notes- Omg I love this! I had so much fun writing this! When I read this I had so many cute ideas so I put it all into one, I hope my imagination served your request well!
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𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑦,
In all the time Y/n had been in Encanto she could never get over the fact how every day seemed to be better then the last. Never had Encanto felt gloomy or terrible, only once has it had.
When the miracle candle burnt out leaving the Madrigal’s and the town bitter with despair and grief, and yet in their most darkest moment the people where able to restore the Broken pieces and rebuild Encanto, somehow making it better then it was before.
The Madrigal’s finally seemed to shine brighter with pure happiness these days, making everyone in town do the same. Encanto was never the same after that incident, And no one would want it to be.
𝐵𝑜𝑦𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑦,
And just like a butterfly would flap it’s wings Fate seemed to be closer to Y/n then she thought, as she walked through the town a smile graced her lips the friendly people around her greeted her ever so sweetly.
Y/n couldn’t understand why today felt so different, but she seemed to get more attention from the local boy’s. Flirty compliments fell of their tongue as she walked by. With a giggle and a wave she only brushed them off paying no mind to their words.
𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦,
With a skip to her walk Y/n continued her usual mid-day errands. The path memorised into her head not needing to second guess where to go.
The one errand that was not so usual was for none other then Mirabel Madrigal. she was a dear friend who had wished for more fabric for her sewing. So kindly you had offered to lend some.
Y/n Knocked on the Madrigal’s entrance door softly, not wanting to be too rough. No matter how many times she came over she couldn’t stop admiring the beautiful wooden door. Finally happy that Mirabel was able to have herself on a miracle door.
Expecting you Mirabel welcomed you into her home as she thanked you.
“Y/n I can’t thank you enough, I did order some but sadly they have a delay, apparently.” Mirabel groaned annoyed.
With a friendly hug you greeted her.
“Mira, its okay! I haven’t used these yet and I don’t think I plan too. I’m sure it’s better for you to have them.”
𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑠ℎ 𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑠ℎ𝑦,
Walking along aside each other you made your way up the stairs in the Madrigal’s house; towards Mirabel’s room. Upon entering her room the unfamiliar smell of incense filled Y/n’s nose peeking her interest.
“Is that a new incense? It smells different then usual”
As you handed the fabrics to Mirabel you took a look at her incense holder placed on her bedside dresser.
“Actually it is, I’m surprised you can tell the difference. I bought it yesterday.” Mirabel took the fabric from you placing it on-top her sewing desk. “Honestly I can’t tell the difference but it still smells good, doesn’t it?”
You nodded enthusiastically. Mirabel Didn’t have that mush of a good sense of smell, thankfully yours was better.
Quickly her expression brightened dramatically as Mirabel quickly jumped seeming to remember something. She practically ran to her dresser. Y/n couldn’t help but let a small laugh out at her excitement.
“Also! I wanted to repay you so last night I sewed you a new skirt!” Mirabel bore a wide smile as she held up the skirt. You let out a gasp as you took in the sight of the skirt. It was the usual brown colour you wore daily but slightly softer in colour with black threads of flowers at the bottom.
“Oh Dios mío, Mirabel it’s gorgeous! You really shouldn’t of!”
Quickly you held Mirabel in a tight embrace with a loud squeal and a chain of thank you’s falling past your lips.
𝑖𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑔𝑢𝑦, 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒.
Mirabel only giggled with a squeeze as she hugged back, Feeling prideful at your reaction and praise. She ushered for you to try it on. Happily you oblige to her request leaving no time to waste as you quickly swapped the skirt you where wearing for the one Mirabel handed you.
Y/n quickly stepped towards the tall mirror, smiling brightly as she looked at her reflection.
“It looks so beautiful Mirabel! I can’t express how grateful I am!” Feeling giddy you bounced on the spot clapping your hands in excitement.
“Your welcome Y/n I’m happy you-“ Mirabel’s reply was quickly interrupted as the door to her room flung open. Camilo held the doorknob tightly, his face slightly red as he huffed strongly.
“I heard squealing, are you alright?!” Yours and Mirabel’s initial surprise changed dramatically as you both burst into a fit of laughter.
The sudden laughter left Camilo looking redder then before as embarrassment washed over him, as they came to the conclusion the two of you where alright.
“Caramba, Yeah yeah laugh it off, sorry I was worried for you’s”
Wiping a stray tear in your eye you smiled sweetly at Camilo, Finding his worry endearing. Your heart fluttered at the shy smile that graced his lips.
𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑢𝑠𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑤𝑜𝑜𝑛,
As she finally calmed her laughter Mirabel pushed her glasses up her nose.
“That was just too priceless” with a shared look towards her the two of you chuckled softly.
“So why so much noise? I was actually worried you found a bug or something”
With a pout Camilo Crossed his arms in defence feeling annoyed at the light teasing of his cousin and her friend. Wordlessly Mirabel excitedly pointed towards the skirt you now wore.
Taking the hint Camilo whistled softly as he took in the sight of you. Y/n’s face burned at Camilo’s unexpected reaction, feeling almost shy under his gaze.
“I came to drop off some fabrics for Mira,-”
“And in turn I sewed her a new skirt!” Mirabel helped finish your sentence as you both explained the situation. “What do you think?!” Mirabel asked Them, with a spin of her finger she signalled you to twirl.
Complying to her small request you slowly but swiftly twirled on the spot. You let out a small giggle as you twirled, Feeling addicted to the way your new skirt swirled with you.
Camilo snapped his fingers eagerly, as they watched you twirl, you looked so cute right now that he couldn’t help but smile.
“It looks beautiful, you looks so good in it!”
𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑚 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛.
Y/n never would of thought that such a simple compliment could make her feel so special. It wasn’t the first time someone had complimented her and yet how come Camilo’s words were able to hit her heart so strongly? It was almost overwhelming how fast her heart was beating.
Y/n pulled a strand of her hair over her now pinkish face unknowing how to react, as she fumbling over her words. “Than- thank you”
Camilo felt his own cheeks fluster at your adorable reaction, only now realising how bold and out of character his words were. He couldn’t figure out if it was a blessing or a curse that when he was around you it seemed they blurt out the first words that come to mind.
Mirabel awkwardly shifted her eyes from Y/n to Camilo, a straight; no lip smile on her face, uncomfortable in the situation, as her cousin flirted at her best friend.
she couldn’t have anything could she?
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I hope you enjoy my lovely doves<3
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froggywritesstuff · a day ago
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Y/N: I have high standards. But somehow this idiot
Y/N: *gestures to Camilo*
Y/N: managed to drop kick them all out the window
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