#camilo x gn!reader

[suncakie]

—Is that blood? | camilo x gn!reader

request. [anon] hello, congrats on 100 followers!! totally deserved <3 (even more!!) for ur event, can i please have prompt 18 + camilo? thank you!!

prompt. 18 “Is that blood?” “Yes but that doesn’t matter right now, what does matter is-” “You are literally bleeding.”

prompt list. 100 followers event!

warnings. mentions of blood and falling, worried camilo, not a couple(?), forgetting Antonio's ability.

notes. again, I'm sorry it took awhile! But here it is anon! I hope you like it!

"Is that blood?"

Camilo didn't expect to open the door to his room to welcome you, who somehow looked like they came from a war, clothes unevenly ruffled, hair a mess, and what's not to miss is the gushing red stains on your forehead.

You didn't mean to fall off the house roof and landing on the broken wood carriage, you just slipped and tripped that's all, although that isn't the reason why you are here.

“Yes but that doesn’t matter right now, what does matter is-” Camilo deadpanned at your behaviour, abruptly snatching your hand catching you mid sentence to bring you to his Tia, getting you healed up.

“You are literally bleeding, it does matter" you looked at him like a deer caught in headlights until you shook your head.

"Look I'm fine okay? It's just a scratch, there's more important things to do than this" you reasoned and tugged his hand that was holding your wrist tightly.

"Oh the next thing you know you get stabbed and think of doing house chores the next day" Camilo frustratedly told you as he held your wrist tighter but not enough to leave a mark on it.

Once the two of you got to Julieta, who was tending minor injuries, she suddenly shifted her attention to you who was rather calm for the bloody forehead you have, not bothering to explain what happened with a worried yet annoyed Camilo beside you.

Once tended, Julieta left the two of you with a damp cloth to clean off the stained blood dripping on your head, the boy beside you observing your actions silently, as if to ask 'what happened?'

You sighed after you asked Camilo if there are any stains left, which he said there are none and leaned back. "Fell of the roof"

The boy looked at you a shock expression on his face before you added "it was slippery okay! I was fixing our roof" he calmed down- well slightly calmed down.

"Although I'm more worried of the donkeys"

"What? Why?" He asked slowly standing up to tell an adult about the problem with the donkeys "they ran off when I fell I dunno where they went" and that's when you heard a commotion happening in the madrigal house.

Surprisingly none of them knew about it despite not seeing the donkeys where they usually stay, Dolores knows, but she didn't bother as it's their happy time with Mariano.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?! We could of started finding them!" That was Luisa screaming her heart out to her cousin who tried to explain he didn't know and tended your wounds first before asking.

"Luisa it's okay, I'm sure we would find them" that was Mirabel, calming her older sister down while Isabela had to stop herself from choking the boy.

Yes it was just donkeys but Luisa cares for them alot.

Unknowingly, You sat with Antonio who was sitting in your lap, happily eating an arepa while you played with his hair.

"Should we tell them I could ask my friends to call them here?" Antonio asked as he raised his head up to look at you.

You shook your head and laughed at the commotion "nah, let them realize that themselves"

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[cahmilo]

Fragile ㅡ pt. 1

pairing: camilo x gn reader genre: angst to fluff word count: 1.6k tags: reader has a gift, glass manipulation, mentions of scars and blood, developing relationship, sweetheart camilo

request: hii could i request camilo x reader who also has a gift but when the reader uses it they get hurt and they go too far kinda?? they also tend to hide it from others sometimes? angst to fluff please!! btw i really love your kpop themed fics hehe!! (also feel free not to do this if you're uncomfortable:) thank you very much!!

part 2

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"Whatever gift awaits you, always remember to never use it to bring harm to others."

"Never hurt anyone, y/n."

"Use your gift to help others, not hurt them. "

Those cycle of words always surrounded your head, no matter how much you wanted to forget. Those phrases felt like it was engraved in your life, never to be hidden. 

Unlike your gift. 

Aside from the Madrigal family that served the Encanto, yours also had gifts. But unlike them, your family never shows or uses it. And it's a given, with your parents' idea towards the whole 'gift' or 'blessing' ritual, you were always told that your gifts were curses.

Ringing into your head, your parents' words always remind you of what you should hide. Words like "your gift is useless" or "it's not necessary to be flaunting your gift" or even a "if you show your gifts to others, I will make sure you're never part of this family again". 

That, you never understood. Your grandma was the descendant of the blessing, long before the Encanto came to life, but you were forced to hunch down and keep your gift to yourself and having no choice, you obeyed,

But only when they're around. 

"How could a gift as beautiful as this be meant to be hidden?" You asked, fiddling with the glass bunny floating around a trail of minute glass beads in your room. 

Yes, your gift was to manipulate glass. And all throughout your life, you were believed to mean it was calling for danger. 

But in your perspective, it never does. Your glass powers were the ones that made you special from the rest, but then again you have no chance to show it to anyone else, not even your family. 

Like a flame on a candle that runs out, the magic in the rest of your family faded, except for yours. It was said that if you don't use your gift for longer than 5 years, it would be taken away from you. That's what made your parents happy, but lying to them and telling them that your magic faded away was the only thing that made your presence in the family stay. 

A harsh knock in your room interrupted your thoughts and your imagination. Quickly, you scrambled your hands all about, dispersing the once happy dancing bunny and forming it into a glass vase at your bedside table. 

Dusting off the dust from your top, you raced to answer the door. You were then met by your frantic brother who immediately dashed into your room and hopped on your bed.

"Mami is letting us have dinner at the Madrigals." He said, dramatically putting his hand on his face and dragging it down. "I can't believe this!" 

"Why are you panicking? It's just dinner, Julio." You said in response. 

"No, you don't understand. She's inviting the whole family." He sat up and stared dead at your eyes. "If it's the entire family, something definitely is happening!" 

You laughed, shaking your head. "You're overreacting, it's probably just to check up on us."

"I told you, you don't understand! This is not just some dinner that your boyfriend Camilo invites you to, it's a formal invitation! Either one of us is getting married or someone is getting kicked out of the Encanto."

You smacked a pillow in his face. "Hey! Camilo and I are just friends, and he is NOT my boyfriend!" 

"Oh, please! I see you two holding hands and hugging almost everyday. Who do you think you're fooling?" 

"Shut up, hermano. Just leave I'm gonna get dressed."

Julio wiggled his eyebrows, "oh, I see, expecting an arrangement between the two of you? Okay now I know why you're not worried for the dinn-"

"GET OUT!!!" 

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Walking up with your family to the vibrant Casita wasn't as tense as this one. Now you understood why your brother was unsettled. Your parents had a stoic fixed face, not even cracking a joke before you left. It was odd, now your thoughts were all over the place as to why this invitation happened all of a sudden.

The atmosphere was indeed tense, until it was broken by Mirabel who's voice was as loud as a horn. 

"CAMILO! YOUR LOVER'S HERE!" 

Putting a palm to your face, you embraced the nudges your brother gave you as he gave a thumbs up to Mirabel. Inching closer to the house you can even hear distant whining coming from Camilo himself. 

"I hate the two of you." You can only say to them. Mirabel giggled while giving you a bear hug. "I'm just messing with you, Y/N! Now come on, familia L/N, dinner is ready!" 

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So far so good.  

The dinner is going well, nothing too serious still happened and you enjoyed the food. Sitting to your left was Mirabel and to your right was your brother. Camilo turned up late for some reason, having no choice but to sit at the empty seat across yours. So far so good, indeed. 

At the moment you knew you just jinxed yourself. 

"Now on to the purpose of today's dinner, Alma and I have agreed for a special announcement." You grew tense. Something was happening now. You took a sharp glance and your brother and found him also staring at you with a glare, mouthing an I told you so. 

"We are proposing an arranged marriage between..." Alma teased, purposefully dragging the sentence as everyone's eyes landed on you and Julio.

Awkwardly, you put a piece of mashed potato on your mouth, trying to distract yourself from the attention. Thinking about it, you weren't opposed to an arranged marriage with the Madrigals, considering that Camilo was the only male that was your age. And to be fair, you kind of had feelings for him you never dared to say out loud.

And your brother, well, he isn't too fond of the idea of marriage, and only hoping that it was you who was arranged.

"Arranged marriage between Julio and Isabela" Boy was he wrong.

Isabela and Julio both had their mouths agape. 

"Again?" Isabela asked, but nicely in respect. You could have sworn there was a hint of annoyance in her voice, though. 

"How bad could it be?" Your mother asked her, lightening up the mood which didn't work.

"You know what happened last time, Mama. Are you thinking this through?" Julieta, Isabela's mother asked. "Even we weren't informed of this arrangement." 

Your father finally spoke. "Exactly why this was called as a proposal of a proposal." The other dads lightly giggled at the 'joke'. "We wanted to make sure both were in on this"

"No we're not!" Both Julio and Isabela yelled in unison. 

"With all due respect Senora, but I don't see this arrangement would go on." Julio explained with a face clearly showing stress. "I do not agree to this." 

Your mother was starting to get pissed. "Julio, whether you like it or not, this is for the best of both families! Isabela is a perfect woman, and any guy would be lucky to be wed to her."

The atmosphere suddenly changed as everyone was starting to sense irritation from your side of the family. 

"Julio, calm down." You whispered to him. He only shook away your hand and stood up. 

"Isabela, do you agree to this?" He asked sternly. Isabela shook her head with a no and Julio took that as a sign to stand up for both of themselves. 

"Mama, never did you once ask me about this, and as the son and the person YOU'RE arranging, the least you could do is to inform us ahead." 

Your mother stood up and slammed a hand on the table. "Do not talk back to your mother, Julio. Alma and I have all the reason to make this happen!" 

A gush of wind brought goosebumps on your arms. Shivering, you glanced at Pepa who also had signs of distress from the atmosphere in the dining room. Beside her was Camilo stroking her back and calming her down. 

It did not help. 

Sooner or later, everyone started yelling at each other. Pepa was yelling at Alma to stop Julio and his mother from yelling, and yeah, just a total mess. 

You had no care for what was happening around you, being too focused to NOT let your gift show, to NOT risk glass breaking, to NOT yell in anger, and most importantly, to NOT change the colors of the wine glass, cabinet glass, and window glass to a red color matching your stressed emotions. The last thing anyone would want from this is finding out someone else has a miracle. 

Muttering "dont hurt anyone" countless of times, Mirabel soon found herself embracing you, probably scared as well. Everyone else was. 

Antonio's animals were freaked out, Dolores was covering her ears, Isabela sprouted vines to hold back an enraged Julio, and your parents were close to approaching him when- 

"STOP!" Pepa yelled out, erupting a thunder within the room. 

With the sudden yell, you burst as well. All the glass in the room shattering, freaking everyone out. They all stood up from their seats as the glass, even the chandelier shattered. 

As a reflex, you raised your hands and in a split second, diverted all the glass shards to come to you, preventing it from hitting anyone else. At the spur of the moment, you yelled throughout. Glass shards were directed towards you, cutting yourself numerous times in the process. You backed away from everyone as the glass pieces fell through the floor.

You let out a sigh of relief after seeing no one get hit from the glass shards, well, everyone except you. But that didn't matter, you didn't want anyone to be hurt, and you never want to. 

You looked up and saw everyone's eyes at you. Eyes of surprise were mixed with eyes of fear. Moving further back away, you heard your mother yell. 

"What was that?" "Why do you still have your gift?! Y/N!" "They have a miracle?!" "Y/N!"

You couldn't bear to hear anything else anymore. 

Slowly walking away, you mumbled,

"I'm so sorry." 

Jumping off from the now open glass-less window, you ran as far as your numb, scarred legs can take you. 

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i'll do a part 2 because it's too long and to anon who requested, i hope you like it :')) (and uhh the camilo interactions will be at part 2 which i will upload in an hour or so)

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[selineram3421]

Camilo X Reader: Tears XIX

{ XVII , XVIII }

Summary: Apologies and Thank you's.

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As he looked up at the dark cloudy sky, Camilo knew his mother found out and he would have to rush back to Casita to calm her down.

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"Lo siento señora pero-", the shape shifter starts, looking at the clouds and then at his friend's mother.

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"It's fine.", the woman pats his shoulder. "Go to your mamá. We'll be over in a bit."

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The green eyed teen nods and starts to run back home.

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Rain starts pelting down, making the stone roads slippery and somewhat dangerous to run on. Lightning and thunder go off, making the teen worry even more than he already has.

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I hope Pá is able to calm down Mami before I get there. He thinks hopefully and catches himself from slipping as he makes a quick turn at a corner.

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Casita opens the doors and Camilo takes a quick second to catch his breath in the entry way before heading off to find his mother. He finds her pacing in her room muttering to herself. The anemometer spinning like crazy with the strong winds gusting about in the room.

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"Mami?", the boy calls out, walking into the room.

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"Oh Camilo! They are so hurt and the swelling, the bruising around their neck!", Pepa sobs and more lightning strikes go off. "Aye, por favor, go and check up on them. I'll be fine, I'll be fine."

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"But-", he goes to speak when his father enters the room with a cup of tea.

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"Camilo? It's ok, I've got this. Go and check on your friend.", Félix says and pats his son's back.

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With a sigh and a nod, the teen does as he's told and leaves the room.

As he makes his way to the guest room, his mind races with anxious thoughts again. Camilo quickly shakes his head to get rid of them. "They'll be ok..", he mumbles, trying to convince himself.

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When you woke there was a burning and squeezing pain in your throat, it hurt to breathe.

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"Y/n!", you hear Mirabel shout and feel someone help you sit up carefully. "Here, I have some soup broth that my mamá made.", she says taking the bowl from the nightstand and sitting on the edge of the bed.

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It hurts the first time but then it doesn't after the third and fourth sip of the soup broth. The pain in your throat and head fading away, your vision getting clearer.

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"How do you feel?", your friend asks.

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"Sleepy.", you whisper.

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Dolores enters the room with most of the Madrigal family behind her.

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"Oh pequeño, thank goodness you're ok.", Pepa says rushing over and holds you.

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You hum and lean your head on the woman's shoulder, patting her arm.

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Alma tells you that you can sleep over and that she'll let your parents know they are also welcome to when they get here.

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Noticing Camilo standing off to the side, you whisper to Mirabel that you want to rest but need to talk to her cousin.

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"Ok, get some rest. Camilo, can you stay with them for a bit? I need to get something.", she says and stands up, guiding everyone out with a certain look on her face.

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Somehow, everyone understands and leaves the room wishing you a good night.

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It's quiet.

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Camilo fidgets with his hands, not daring to move them from his side. Clenching and un-clenching them into fists.

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He sees you make a "come here" motion and slowly walks up to you. The floor boards creaking as he does so, his heart pounding so much he feels like you can hear it. Finally, he sits on the edge of the bed, not looking at you.

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With a small frown, you take one of his hands, seeing the cuts and bruises.

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"I'm sorry.", Camilo whispers, afraid of you hearing the waiver in his voice.

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It takes a few seconds for him to register that you've pulled him into a hug. His head resting on your shoulder and your arms wrapped around him, hands on his back.

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"Thank you Camilo.", you say in a hushed tone.

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The green eyed teen cries for a second time that day and hugs you back.

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"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm sorry..", he sobs.

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You shake your head and hug him tighter, also beginning to cry.

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All was ok now.

~

Let me tell you. I was stuck. STUCK on how to write out this chapter.

This whole time I was like: I NEED them to get a better relationship but how? And then, after a lot of imagination experimenting (and also having to do life stuff because I had to schedule out my classes) this came to existence.

Thank you for being patient and I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

Until next time~✨

~Seline, the person.

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[dearest-painter]

OMG i have been wanting to ask this but could i request Camilo fluff if you dont mind?!

I DONT MIND!!! Also I do none yandere stuff

Lazy mornings

TW/CW:nothing but pure fluff

Camilo woke up first he was holding you,he was facing you but your face was hidden in his chest. He knew he woke up very early he snuggled into your hair and rubbed on of his hands on your back often it comfort you and made you more sleepy. He’s glad on days like these where he woke up to early and just saw how peaceful you were and how peaceful the house sounded it was silent which was rare but only when it was early morning. He gave you a soft kiss on the forehead then closed his eyes to get more sleep. He held you closer to him even if he knows that you won’t leave him when he’s sleeping since you loved sleeping in which was one of the many reasons he fell in love with you. To your hair,eyes,smile,choices of dressing up,and lastly to your personality he loved every part of you! He soon fell asleep cuddling you close to him.

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[severeaesthetic]

Encanto Masterlist

Nothing yet

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[freak-accident419]

“Hachi Machi!”

Josh Futturman x GN!Reader

Summary: After coming back to 2017 from ‘69, Josh realizes that his and Tiger and Wolf’s interference made some ripples in his timeline, such as the gun hanging in his parent’s house, the Blapple, Ray disappearing, and ultimately Dr. Kronish working alongside Stu Camilo. He’s relieved to know that you are still his partner in this timeline, but when one thing leads to another, he discovers one small change about you.

Word Count: 2.2k

Content: 18+ smut, MDNI, more plot than porn (not very descriptive), takes place during S01E04 im pretty sure, gender neutral reader, penetration (no genitals specified), slightly ooc josh, reader has a tramp stamp

(A/n: I know that in this same episode Lyle introduces the phrase ‘hachi machi’ to Josh after these events, but fuck it. The pacing’s a bit bad, I’m tired, but I hope you enjoy regardless :) you can interpret what the tramp stamp is of, personally, i would go with the dragonfly, what about you guys?)

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Josh was exhausted.

Utterly exhausted.

From going to 1969 and trying to cock block Dr. Kronish, desperately finding ways to spare the man’s life to seeing his colleagues dismember his biotic co-workers and throw them in possum incinerators, it seemed as if he’s never gotten a break. And to top it all off, Tiger kicked him off the team, making him feel useless and loser-like all over again.

There were several ripples that he and his team had caused: Kronish and Stu were now work partners, the Blapple was created because Josh left his phone in the past, Ray no longer worked at Kronish Labs, and his parents now owned a gun that hung on the wall. And so, the first thing he checked ever since he got back was making sure you two were still together—and you were.

You were still on his phone lock screen, except it was with his Blapple (Black Apple) Phone, you still had your sweet back-and-forth texts, and in his gallery, there were several photos—and maybe even new ones—of you together. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he saw this.

Being upset from how the entire day went led to Josh eating cereal alone in the kitchen. With everything going on, he barely had any time to see you, and you were even busy with your own personal stuff as well. However, a knock on his door made him perk his head up, raising a befuddled eyebrow, and walking towards the front door, opening it to see…

You.

“Y/n?”

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It’s been less than five days since he’s seen you, but this was the first time he’s seen you ever since he fucked up the present by fucking up the past. Thankfully, you remained the same as if nothing happened, and most importantly, Josh was still your boyfriend.

“You look like a sad, wet cat, dude,” you say as you lay with him on his bed, stroking his soft, brown hair. After he finished his cereal downstairs, you two went up to his room and found yourself cuddling with each other on his bed. “What’s up?”

He frowned as he went completely limp in your arms, enjoying the warmth and comfort that your body offered. He really needed this. “As I said before, it’s—it’s really hard to explain, Y/n.”

“Okay, right, but you haven’t answered my texts. I’m worried about you, Josh,” you confess, continuing to caress him gently.

Oh shit, Josh thought. He hadn’t have gotten used to the features of the Black Apple—or, well, Blapple—yet, and forgot that he even had it on him at times. And with everything with trying to ensure that Tiger and Wolf won’t kill his boss, he has been very, unfortunately preoccupied to remember to text you back.

“I’ve been really, really busy, babe, I’m sorry I never got the chance to text you back,” he replied shamefully, though feeling too calm in your arms to feel really anything else.

“Hey, don’t apologize for that, okay? Now, tell me what’s been going on with you. You can be real with me. Work? Your game? Family issues?”

“Sort of, um… It’s—It’s really hard to explain.” There was a look of bemusement and mere stress on his face, making you feel really bad for him. There was so much that he’s seen in the past few days (such as his colleagues killing or hurting nearly anyone in their way) that you didn’t deserve to be dragged into.

“You know, what, just… We don’t have to talk about it right now if you’re not ready. Alright? Just know that I’ll be here the entire time, and I’ll be here when you’re ready to talk about it. Okay, Josh?”

He was so damn lucky to have someone as amazing as you.

“Okay,” he says, his deep brown eyes looking at you, with his sweet, endearing smile that you always loved seeing. “Thank you. Thank you so much, Y/n, you really don’t know how much I appreciate it, I love you.”

You grin, placing your hand gently behind his neck to cup it. “Of course, baby. I love you too, okay? No boyfriend of mine is going to radiate sad, wet cat vibes while I’m here,” you giggle, finally pressing your soft lips to his.

The kiss was warm and affectionate, as always, and to Josh, it felt like home. It felt like he never even left to go to 1969 with the characters in his video game. It felt like he never witnessed them chopping up his biotic coworkers. He was just back at home, with you, when everything made sense.

You sensed that the kiss progressed however, with his tongue shoving past your lips to meet with yours. His hands are placed to cup your jaw and the kiss deepened.

“Okay, why do you keep insisting that I’m a sad, wet cat? Like, what does that even mean?” Josh chuckles in the kiss, his lips, however, not separating from yours.

You laugh softly and look deeply into his eyes. “You look like a cat that’s been left and drenched in the rain, like completely soaked, and your sad eyes are like… big sad brown eyes that those cats have, or something. I don’t know how else to explain it, you looked like a sad, wet cat before!”

Josh smiles. He missed this so much. He missed you so much.

“Do I still look like a sad, wet cat?” He raised an eyebrow.

You scoff playfully and smirk. “No, more like a… a pathetically horny cat.”

“Why am I still a cat in this?”

“I don’t know, you…”

“’Cause I think I resonate more with—“

“Oh my god, wait, that’s it! You’re a cat in heat!” You exclaim in realization.

He opened his mouth to reply, but paused. “Well, male cats don’t—“

“Yeah, technically, male cats don’t… You know what, doesn’t fucking matter,” you grin, pressing your lips to his once more.

Josh giggled in the kiss as he rolled on top of you, moving his lips and tongue roughly with yours. “I missed you,” he says, pulling his shirt off, then helping you with yours.

“I missed you too,” you reply breathlessly. You hoped that this moment would distract Josh from whatever he was going through, and hoped that he would tell you soon enough what it was. But time travel would be very difficult to explain.

By now, you two were completely naked against each other, holding one another, making out lustfully. Josh broke from your lips, just to press soft kisses on your neck, letting his hand move up and down your waist in the process. You let out small pleasured sighs, letting him kiss from your collarbone, throat, jawline, to your lips once more.

With his other hand, he briefly stroked his cock, until he finally began to ease into your entrance, the two of you eliciting a soft, pleasured moan, as you felt him to gradually stretch you.

“O-oh, f-fuck, you’re so tight,” he nearly whimpered, slowly moving his entire length inside you.

“Have you ever considered it was because I haven’t seen you in days?” You raise an innocent eyebrow.

He huffs amusedly, but you did have a point. “Eh, that’s fair,” he says, finally moving his hips back just to slam into you again, letting out a broken moan.

He began to slide his length in and out of you, thrusting his hips against yours as the two of you let out soft sounds of pleasure. He buried his head in your neck, leaving short kisses as his hands held onto the side of your hips in a tight grip, his cock stretching and caressing your walls.

He continued to thrust into you at a steady pace, quite frankly, an intricate rhythm that cleared his mind of The Biotic Wars entirely, the tightness around his cock giving the sensations he loved and needed. He felt so good to move in and out of you, let alone completely inside of you, feeling so close to you ever since he felt so far, from all the time travel nonsense he went through. Your breath quickened and volume increased, letting out desperate whines, repeating his name and praises under your breath.

Josh, not wanting to cum just yet, pulled out of you, giving you a soft kiss on your lips, as he planned to take you from behind. You smiled at him as your felt his grip on your hips help you lay on your stomach, getting on your knees with your head laying on the pillow, and then—

“Hachi machi!”

He exclaimed, his jaw dropped with wide eyes.

You turn your head back to look at him with a raised eyebrow. “What?”

There were a few ripples in this timeline that took place due to Josh’s interference with the past, such as the Blapple, the rifle in his kitchen, and Kronish’s partnership with Stu Camilo. He didn’t expect a change from you, as you were still thankfully his partner. Except, there really was a change that occurred from his paradoxical meddling.

You had a tattoo on the small of your back.

You had a tramp stamp.

A genuine, authentic, tramp stamp.

It was in black and blue ink, with exaggerated shading and strokes, littered elegantly on your lower back.

“You have a slutty tramp stamp…” he gasped lightly, his entire focus on your tattoo.

You let out a chuckle. “Josh—“

“Since when did you get a slutty tramp stamp?”

“I told you the story multiple times, Josh, I got it in my sophomore year of college when I wasn’t very right in the head. Josh, seriously, are you okay?” You were confused as much as him now. Why was he making it a big deal, as if it was his first time seeing it? He’s seen it multiple times before, he remembers every detail from your story, so why not now? “Because you’re acting like this is your first time seeing it, ever.”

“I—I just…” Josh was still in mesmerized awe, looking at how the ink was littered across your skin. You had a slutty tramp stamp. You had a slutty tramp stamp. Somehow, when he was messing with the past in 1969, the ripple effect caused Josh’s partner to have a tramp stamp tattoo. “I’ll explain later, just… holy shit, you look so good,” he expressed, running his hands over your tattoo and your ass, until he grabbed your hips, aligned them with him, and shoved his dick back inside of you.

“Holy shit,” he repeated, panting and thrusting deeply as your hands gripped on the bedsheets tightly, softly moaning as you feel immense pleasure, especially from this angle. Josh took off one hand from your hips to hold the back of your hand. He missed you so much. And you definitely missed him.

“God, this is so hot,” he breathed, letting his hand run over your tattoo as he continued to thrust deeply. You would laugh from how weird he was being right now, acting like it was the first time he’s seen it, if you weren’t too distracted by the gratifying feelings of your lover’s penetration.

His fingertips traced the ink on the small of your back, still astonished by this new discovery. His thrusts were sloppy, but well calculated as he focused on not only the pleasure the two of your bodies would experience, but also the sexy tattoo above your ass. Josh began to let out louder, desperate whines, moving both his hands onto your hips tight to gain control, pounding quickly and deeply into you.

“F-fuck, Josh,” you sighed softly, moaning with him as the sounds of his thrusting increased.

“O-oh, god… f-fuck…” Josh whimpers, feeling his hips and thighs weaken.

A few thrusts later, the two of you finally came together, Josh collapsing on your back as he panted, leaving frantic kisses on the back of your neck, still deep inside of you. You felt him hold you from behind, the butterfly kisses you received, and his hand rubbing your hip.

“Why did you act like this was the first time you’ve seen my tramp stamp?” You ask him in a gentle voice, yet still very curious, and maybe even a little concerned.

“I, uh… It’s a lot to explain,” he replied out of guilt; he really didn’t want to drag you into this.

“Josh,” you sigh, “You’ve seen it for years. Your face was completely identical to your face the first time you saw it. Seriously, I could be overthinking this, but you’ve been acting weird recently. What’s going on with you?”

“N-nothing! I just… It’s been days since I’ve seen you, and… I really missed you. You’re, like, the hottest person I know, how could I not be inexplicably aroused by you?” In this moment, Josh decided not to tell you anything about the whole thing with The Biotic Wars. He couldn’t. If you would experience the same things he did, he would ensure that it would never happen.

You chuckle lightly at his compliment. “You being honest, baby?” You ask with a raised eyebrow, turning your head to look at him. “It’s just other personal stuff?”

“Y-yeah. It’s nothing important, I promise,” he pecked your lips in reassurance, attempting to ease your worry for him.

“Okay, good,” you say, feeling him kiss down your back, letting out a soft whine as he slowly pulled out to kiss your further down. He held onto your hip, letting his grip lower to your ass as he kissed along your tramp stamp and looked up at you desperately. He could definitely get used to this.

“Fuck, please tell me you’re up for round two.”

You laugh at him, letting your hand reach his head to tangle his hair in your fingers. “Who would I be if I wasn’t?”

#josh futturman x reader #josh futturman x gn!reader #josh futturman smut #josh futturman x you #josh futturman #future man #future man 2017 #josh hutcherson #josh hutcherson x reader #josh hutcherson smut #josh hutcherson x you #Mike schmidt x reader #clapton davis x reader #peeta mellark x reader #derek danforth x reader

[your-girl-mj]

When you didn't say I love you back pt.2 [Madrigals x gn!reader]

Summary: Dolores, and Carlos reaction to you not saying I love you back.

Warning: some are kinda angsty, but idk

Note: WHAHAHAHA THE DATE IS KILLING ME

Created: February 19, 2022

Published: February 25, 2023

— DOLORES is someone who is hard to prank, considering that she hears everything, and constantly alert just in case someone needs help.

Any suprise made for her, are all failure. The super-hearing lied about having no clue, but admit it to you after the party since she doesn't want anyone's efforts go to waste.

You made a deal with Camilo, which is written on paper so Dolores can't hear it. You need to trick your beloved, any trick that will make her off guard and you need to do it by the end of the week, or you'll have to give him all the food he wants for a month. If you win, he'll make sure to help you buy the earmuffs, for girlfriend's incoming birthday.

It's challenging since she can hear your steps, breathing, as well as heartbeat. You need to be calm and collected to be able to do it.

Taking your tiple with you—you rush to the la casa Madrigal. You took off your slippers and put on another pair of soft ones, so your steps are quiet enough to make Dolores comfortable. You use your finger to tap against her door instead of knocking with knuckles is a habit you made yourself for your significant other.

You might not know it, but the super-hearing appreciate all the small things you made for her. "Hermosa, Good to see you!" You greeted once you opened the door, revealing the girl of your dreams sitting by her cello, turning away from the intrument, her lips formed into a smile.

"About time you show up," you giggled at her words, peeking at her lips, before taking sit at a nearby stool.

"I discovered this melody last night, do you wanna hear it? Only if you want to of course!" The softness of you voice is enough to make Dolores melt on the spot.

"Sure, I'd love to! Your music is always amazing." It's not a suprise that Dolores loves music, she always has ever since she's a child. She loves hearing all kinds of it, that was until she received her gift. Everything change from then on, before she met you.

"You already heard it last night, didn't you?" Playfully rolling your eyes when she let out a squeak, knowing that she already got caught. "It's fine, did it let you sleep though?"

"It did, thank goodness for that! Last night is very loud, especially those married couples..." lightly giggling at her statement, you move your fingers to the strings and stroke. Grimacing at the off tone.

"My sister might have played with this earlier," you adjust the strings, as Dolores waited patiently, scooching near while watching you with her big adorable eyes, and a warm smile at her face.

As you work, your mind caught something you thought could work as prank. While thinking of how the plan will work, you're focusing of relaxing your breathing and heartbeat, you know she'll find out you're messing with her once you did that trick.

"And done!" You exclaimed, stroking it once again satisfied by musical sounds it produces. "I'm doing to get some water downstairs, do you need anything, amor?" You stood up, grabbing the emtpy glass cups by the shelves, that you assume she forgot to bring down.

"A water will be fine as well," she respond, turning around to play with her cello once again, "careful walking with those glass, love you."

"I will!" You mentally give yourself a pat on the back when you heard her squeak once again. Focusing at your heartbeat and breathing, you successfully grab two glass of water, sipping a bit of it, before going back to a Dolores suspiciously giving you a side glace. "Here you go, mi vida. Now where were we?"

Throughout the time, you can feel the brunette's eyes on you. You ignored her stares— you know that she's waiting. Your heart pump faster as her stare is turning into a glare. You can feel yourself sweating, but need to keep calm. This is your only chance to buy those earmuffs, and you're not gonna let it slide.

Time past like blink of an eye, as you say goodbye at your significant other. "Today was great, mi vida. See you tomorrow, alright?" You say your farewell, locking your lips with her plump ones, smiling in contentment. Her arms snake over your shoulders, and pull you in for more, you didn't expect her to pull you deeper into it, but didn't complain.

You're the one to pull away from it because of the lack of oxygen your lungs are begging to have. No words exchanged as you and the brunette stared into one another, breathing heavily.

Dolores was the first one to break the silence, "see you tomorrow, te amo [name]," her slender fingers run to your hair, you beam at her sweet affection. You almost said it back if it aren't for your eagle-like eyes, spotting two of her siblings by the balcony.

Camilo's hand covering Antonio's eyes, the little one complaining about what's happening, while the teen made a silent gagging expression at the two of you.

Oh right, the prank. "Don't acknowledge them, it's his fault for spying," the super-hearing dismissed her brothers, taking note to herself to hit him later, for ruining your romantic moment.

Chuckling at her words, you continued with your plan, "I know, I gotta go now, bye lori." Peeking at her cheek, you turned around to go home, and tell the shape-shifter about you successful pla- "oooww, ow, ow, ow!" You exclaimed as the girl of your dreams pinch your ear, pulling you to face her.

"You're forgetting something." She reminded, softly patting you cheeks. Her brows knitted together, she knows and Camilo blew it for you. You're not gonna give up though.

"Oh, of course!" You replied, peaking her at the lips, before turning back and trying to run off, but you're not fast enough.

The super-hearing caught you by the back of your collar. Pulling you back, "you're not leaving until you say it, and we both know I know about your little tricks. So, stop with the playing, [nickname]."

Defeated, you whine bit. You were close, if only Camilo didn't show up, she won't know. "I'm sorry, I have to do it! Love you, 'Lores."

"Love you too, but I have to say, you're good."

"Learned from the master!"

— It was a scary experience to you that last time you prank CARLOS. He almost killed Camilo thinking it was him, you never dared to do it again. Though, today is different, you'll do it again but a prank that is something that will made him think what he did wrong, well in fact he did.

Carlos forgot your birthday, for the rest of the day you've been thinking he's planning a surprise for you. But no, the whole day he's acting as if it's any other one, doing his usual things that he do daily.

You two have been together for few months, you know when his birthday is, so how come he doesn't know yours? You two talked about it that's why you know when his was, did he forgot yours? Or didn't check the date? Maybe.

You were reading a book by your desk near the window when a shadow sudden block the light from the sun. Carlos sat near you more on the window in front of you, reading along the words from the literature, you didn't acknowledge his presence and continue with you activity.

The boy in maroon frown, usually you've notice him and give him your sweet cheek kisses before talking about your day.

"Hey," Carlos called out, popping to the chair beside you not after turning it around so the back rest is in front of him.

"Hi Carlito," you greeted, not giving him any attention as you flip another page. The troublemaker waited for another word from you, but is met with silence.

"Why Aren't you talking? Speak to me." He requested, more like demanded. He's not used to this routine, he's not used to your silence, he's not used to you ignoring him.

No one ignores him.

"Hmm?" That was the last straw for him. taking the book from you, he successfully gain your attention that he's unconsciously craving. "Give it back,"

With an eye roll, he stated. "Oh, now I've got you to notice me. I feel loved." Said Carlos, sarcasm lingering in his voice. The book just above his head.

"Quit playing around, just give it back." As much as you want to mess with your lover, he needs to know you're mad at him. The problem about that is; he never takes things seriously.

The troublemaker's heart dropped when you turned around and fix your desk, ignoring him, he'll never admit that it hurts him. He's too spoiled with your affection that he doesn't know what to do when you ignore him.

The troublemaker is taken aback, but didn't show it. Hiding it behind in a raised brow, making it look like he's questioning your odd behavior; a part of him does though.

He knew he made a mistake, but kept denying it. What did he even do anyway?

Ignoring your words, he continued, "What's so special about this anyway? You've already read this a thousand times."

"But I just got to my favorite part!"

"You'll get it back when you get it back." You don't know how much he wants to peak on your pouty lips. Placing the book on the highest place he could find in your room, before leaning into nothing so he could fall onto your bed. You just stared at him as he made himself comfortable, you really don't know how this would end. "Why are still standing there? C'mere."

But his heart went back to besting animatedly when you came to his side once you put everything neatly on your desk. Though it irked him when you cuddle by his side with a gap between you two and your back is facing him. "What shit are you pulling?"

"What do you mean?" You know he doesn't like swearing in front of you, but when it comes, you know he's very much pissed off.

"[Name], there's a fucking gap between us, and you're telling me you don't know what I mean?" He cussed, pulling you deeply into him your back hitting his chest. The troublemaker buried his face in your neck, hot breath came in contact with your skin. "If I did something, say it. I'm no fortune-teller."

Neither of you said anything afterwards, he let you draw small shapes on his hands as well as arms. He gave you time to process your words before saying it to him, which is mostly unlike him. Carlos gave you small pecks as a sign of affection with a bit of rue. He wants to know what he did, he not good at being aware if his tease can be turned into insults.

"My birthday." You mumbled, snuggling deeper in his arms.

"Your what?"

"My birthday, you forgot my birthday..."

"Oh." He paused, realisation hit him like a brick. his mind bring him back to that same day, you weren't your usual self. you're enthusiastic about something that day, but as the day pass by he notice you became gloomy by every second. though, he only thought you were tired. "Sorry- what... how can i make it up to you?"

Thinking of what you want was something harder than you expected, "I don't really know. You can think of something."

The boy hummed in thought, his arms feel goosebumps as your fingers trail across it, writing the words love you repeatedly but of course he doesn't need to know that. and idea struck you. "I out of ideas, but—" he sighed, though it sounded with guilt as well as embarrassment, "I'm sorry, i can come up with something tomorrow. i won't forget it this time."

there are rare times where carlos would apologise, he delivered his sorry in a lazy tone, yet he means it all.

"it's alright, it was childish of me to do that." you smiled at him, carlos stared at you, analysing your features before he spoke again, loosing his trace.

"yea, you were an idiot." he yelp as you pinch his arm that you were just caressing a second ago.

your laugh has a nice ring in his ears, he erupt a low chuckle with you. he buries his face into your neck, your fragrance gives him comfort that he can't describe with words. "i love you, i'm sorry."

"i know, it's okay." and there it begins. mischievous creept up to your face, but he shows no signs of confusion.

carlos then again sound his thoughts, thinking you only respond to his sorry. "i love you, [name]." his voice is soft, and full of sincerity. making you melt of the spot. moments like this are something to cherish with him forever.

but sometimes he will get the taste of his own medicine. "i know." you replied, you felt giddy yet you pretend to doze off to slumber as you feel his arms tight around you.

"te amo, mi vida." his voice is firm yet gentle, as if demanding and begging for you to say it back. you can feel his breath by your neck

"mhm." is what he received. you wanna play like that?

chop.

"ack-!" you yelp, as he bit you by your shoulder. "why did you do that for?" looking back at him, trying to escape his grasp.

carlos kissed where he had bit you, before demanding "say it back."

"say what back?"

"i love you, say it back. right now. do it."

"carlito, i just want sleep."

"no you're not sleeping until— hey!" he exclaim, you hid under your blanket cutting him off. a huge smile is plastered on your face.

that gleam however, is wipped off when you feel a heavy body on top of you. crushing you. "you're heavyyy, off!"

"say i love you too, then I'll get off."

"no!"

"why not? i know you love me, say it back."

you emerged from you blanket, looking at him with a frown. "carlitooo" you whined as you try to push him off.

"amoooor" he mocked, inching his face closer to you. peaking at your lips, a smirk breaking into his face as he pulled away. "i love you."

pursed your lips together, your try not to break into how he kept his gaze at you. with a heavy sigh as well as an eye roll. you finally said it back, "i love you too."

"there you go," kissing you again, before he get off of you, bringing you body to his embrace. cuddling into your sheetings. "it wasn't so hard, was it?"

"it was challenging." he breathes a laugh at your reply.

"I'll take you on a date tomorrow, rest for now. idiot."

#encanto imagines #encanto #ecanto x reader #dolores madrigal #Dolores x reader #dolored madrigal x reader #carlos madrigal virus #carlos x reader #carlos madrigal x reader

[call-to-the-wyatt]

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

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

Anyways, enjoy! -Bar

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

~ (and so on...)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Anyways ily and hope you’ll enjoy!

~Bar

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

[lawnmowereater]

My requesting rules if u wanna request something.

(If you want a full story please specify, if not, it will probably be in bulleted short sentences.)

What I will do

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Gore

Fluff

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Dr-g Usage/Abuse

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Pedophila

Incest

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[princesskiii]

Hi! Could I request imagine or headcanons about having a cozy movie night with Madrigal grandkids? (Gn or m reader would be awesome) thank you!

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 !

Movie night, hcs, X reader, no specific pairings, GN!Reader

↳ Madrigal grandkids

° I do truly wish you luck best friend

° You guys spend more time fighting over a movie to watch then you do actually watching a movie

° 6 people with very differing tastes good luck soldier

° Mirabel sneaks of to put the movie she wanted to watch in while you guys are still bickering

° You all protest but the intro is already playing there's nothing you can do about it anymore

° You'd been given the specific rule from Pepa to keep everything pg considering Antonio

° A rule that was broken within 2 seconds

° Dolores takes to covering his eyes and ears

° Isabela is very begrudgingly watching the movie Mirabel picked, ends up more invested then Mirabel herself

° There's a major character death and you almost get crushed by a very sad Luisa

° Julieta comes in every once in a while to check up on you guys

° It sure is a sight to see Camilo scramble to pause the movie when you guys hear her coming

° Other then the absolute chaos, it's a pretty cozy night

° Many cuddle pile, Luisa is a great bed, you find

° You guys end up watching a kids movie at the end of the night to make up for breaking Pepa's rule

° She still somehow finds out about it (Camilo accidentally let it slip) and sets out a punishment

° You, luckily are already out of the house by then

° You should do that more often

#disney encanto #encanto #encanto hcs #encanto headcanons #encanto luisa #luisa encanto #luisa madrigal #dolores encanto #encanto dolores #dolores madrigal #camilo madrigal #camilo encanto #encanto camilo #mirabel madrigal #encanto mirabel #mirabel encanto #isabela encanto #encanto isabela #isabela madrigal #antonio encanto #encanto antonio #antonio madrigal #encanto x reader #x reader #characters x reader #[ Ｅｔｈｅｒｅａ．ｔｘｔ ] → ＷＲＩＴＩＮＧ

[suncakie]

—You're an Idiot | Camilo x gn!reader

requests. @cahmilo 16, 22, then 21 with camilo 😇😇

@smxllyfxrts may i request #22 fluff of camilo madrigal please from encanto, if it won't bother you at least. you can always deny this, enjoy your day!

prompts.

16. "Did you know that you talk in your sleep?”

21. "You’re an idiot.” “But you love me."

22. "You took all the pillows so I’m using you as one.”

prompt list. 100 followers event!

warnings. Fluff, tired Camilo

notes. AWWEEE THIS IS SO CUTE TO WRITE!! I hope you don't mind merging both of your requests:D and I hope you enjoy your day too!!

"Did you know that you talk in your sleep?" You muttered, eyes slightly droopy as you played with the curly boy's hair.

It was night, pass midnight at least, the two of you have been catching up from the pass few days as Camilo has been busy up for chores, it was normal for you though, you just wished that he took breaks and not tire himself too much.

The boy in your arms hummed as a response, cuddling closer to you as you sighed, him in your arms isnt a bad thing but, your arms are aching since you rested from your chores, moving his head slightly out of your arms, letting him lay on the pillow.

"Huh?" He groggily sat up, rubbing his eyes as he looked at you confused "why did you?..." you smiled at him apologetically "sorry, my arm was aching"

Camilo nodded and decided to lay on your chest, you looked at him stunned for a moment before snuggling in "what are you doing?" You asked, continuing to play with his curls.

"M' using you as a pillow, you took all of the pillows so I'm using you as one" he muttered adjusting his feet to snuggle with yours, you hummed, looking at the now cold pillow beside you.

Yeah, you didn't took all the pillows, it was just an excuse to cuddle up to you, although, you don't mind at all.

"You're an idiot..." you said before drifting slowly into slumber, eyes closing shut, the hands playing on his curls slowly coming to a halt.

Camilo smiled and intertwined his hands to yours "but you love me" you hummed at it, grasping his hand that held your own.

"That's true"

@2022 all writings belong to @suncakie. Do not repost or steal.

#suncakie #camilo madrigal x reader #camilo madrigal fluff #camilo madrigal #camilo x reader #camilo imagine #camilo x gender neutral reader #camilo x gn reader #camilo madrigal imagine #camilo madrigal x gender neutral reader #100 followers event

[cahmilo]

eleven ㅡ camilo m.

pairing: camilo madrigal x gn reader

genre: fluff

word count: 2.2K

tags: songfic (eleven - ive), developing relationship, confidence issues, dancer!reader

summary: you are a talented dancer but you don’t see it. you have all the skills and the techniques needed to deliver a good performance, except that the only skill you lack is confidence. with you overlooked by the crowd, someone else had to step in to help you find your true value and worth. 

Coming from a family of performers, talent was always something everyone looked for in each of you. Your mom and dad HAD to have chemistry on stage, your brother HAD to look charming during his plays, your sister HAD to be flawless when she sings, and you, you HAD to be fluid and flexible enough for your folk dances. 

And hearing it from you who has had years and years of practice, it was never easy. The art of body coordination, not only with other aspects of your body, but being able to perfect the timing with the music, to make your outfits flow with the wind, to be able to make your expressions bright,

It was never that easy.

You had full support from your family, they love you. But in the eyes of the public, you were constantly overlooked. “Their mom and dad are known for that”, “Their sister is the one who did this”, “Oh, their brother is always on this play!”. 

And what were their opinions on you? 

“Y/N doesn’t shine as much as other members of the family.” “I heard they’re only performing because of their family.” “They don’t have the skills, they’re just lucky to be born in a popular family.” 

Yeah, they were not that great. But that didn’t stop you from going. 

You looked up to your family and deep down, you know you had as much skill as them. The only problem, was that you lack confidence. Every time you practice, you were immaculate. Being on an empty stage felt like heaven to you. However, performers eventually need to step out and show themselves. 

No matter how hard you try, you never seem to get the same amount of applause as your other family members do. 

Growing up, eventually your mental state got even more worse, but you refused to stop dancing. It was your escape, your fitness, your live, your purpose. The family knew, and they pushed you to be more confident in yourself, but hearing words coming from people as good as them, never seemed to cheer you up. 

Your cries every night were muffled, and without you knowing, the Madrigal who hears it every night hurts as well. Figuring your entire life, their family was also supportive. But they never stood out to you. Sure, they don’t gossip as much as the other villagers, but you don’t pay much attention to them since their magical family was too busy attending the community.

The Madrigal family was there to serve, and your family was there to entertain.

—

Another show, another breakdown. 

This was your daily routine. You were thankful this was not a solo, since it never happens. 

A solo performance was everything you dreamed of. All your family did it at least more than once, and one day, you dreamt of doing the same. Only until dream.

Calming yourself, you fanned your hand on your face, nervous backstage. Your friends were doing the same, but their anxiety could not compare to yours. This family reputation has been a burden to you, and like everyone who had a dream, you wished for a miracle.

But, it turned out exactly the opposite. 

Running down backstage and never looking back, tears filled the brim of your eyes. Not even caring the names calling out for you, your footsteps grew heavier and paced faster. The sound of music fading from your hearing, and the artificial lights growing darker as you kept running, it only seemed like the most safest escape to do.

Finally taking a look back at the brightly-lit Casita that seemed smaller from your view, you sighed in exhaustion. Turning back again, you walked and walked until you were out of their sight. 

Settling on a long dry tree log in the middle of a tranquil forest, you broke down. 

“Why can’t I just be good in anything?!” You cried out, voice cracking as you hid your face in your hands, silently muffling your sniffles. 

Letting the tears flow, you reminisce the odd looks from the crowd while you were performing. Looks of confusion, looks of- honestly you couldn’t even call it looks in a plural sense because not many eyes were on you in the first place. You expected it, you never caught the attention of anyone. 

But then he showed up unexpected out the blue 

“No, you were amazing tonight.” 

Huh?

You looked up and turned around, seeing him. Your eyes widened and you frantically wiped your tears, afraid to let him see you so vulnerable.

“Camilo? What are you doing here?” You tried to speak, but with you crying, it sounded more like a soft whisper. 

Camilo looked down and walked closer to you, unsure of what his next move was. And it was understood, you guys never talked to each other. Sure, you see him in the village and he sees you on stage, but a full conversation was something that was entirely new for the both of you. 

“Can I sit next to you?” He asked, worry evident in his eyes. Figuring that he might be nervous, you warmed up to him, scooting beside and patting the empty space beside you. He followed so. 

Not meeting each other’s eyes, Camilo initiated a conversation. “You really were amazing tonight, Y/N. You shouldn’t keep on looking down on yourself.”

“I’m not, Camilo. I messed up. I skipped a beat, I wasn’t in sync, and I nearly slipped before the end of the dance- it’s- ugh.” You hunched your shoulders and pressed your palms on your face. “I shouldn’t disappoint mi familia.”

Hearing him sigh, he mumbled. “You know, this is what exactly happened to Mirabel a few years back.” 

You uncovered your face and looked at his. You caught him looking at you with an unreadable expression. 

“She was the outcast of the family, and we didn’t know how much of a burden it was to her because she didn’t show it. She tried hard to please mi Abuela but had a few ups and downs. She, too was overlooked. But soon enough, after finding her true self, she accepted it and took action. With that, the Casita was regenerated, the magic grew stronger, and she finally found her true purpose in our family: to see us more than just our gift.” 

His eyes softened, and looked back at yours. Seeing your attention on him, he continued. 

“You, too have a true purpose within you, Y/N. You may not see it yet, but it takes a long way. You don’t see it, but I do.” 

Confused, you furrowed your eyebrows and looked down, fingers fiddling with your outfit. “What do you mean you see it?” 

Camilo gave you a warm smile and put his hand on your shoulder. “I see your purpose, hidden in your eyes. You have talent, you have skills. Your dance techniques are different from the rest, and the aura that you exhibit is different from what your family exhibits. You are special, Y/N. You don’t need to follow the standards of your family when you can set your own.”

Saying all these things that i already thought i knew

—

Ever since that confrontation, the perspective of your whole world changes. 

Ever since you were little, you never heard such words from anyone else. Yes. your family has gave you advice, but coming from someone who wasn’t your family is something different.

And this was the very first time it happened. 

Ever since you heard those words from Camilo, your entire life changed. You started to grow more confident. Like a wind up ballerina toy, you were starting to twist the public's words from insult to criticism. You wound up those insults, and found them as your objectives. Sooner or later, it would reach a limit, and that ballerina will start to dance beautifully.

“You look too stiff”? Then you made it more fluid.

“You look down too much”? Then you raised your chin higher.

“You underdanced a lot.”? Then you put more effort in your dance moves. 

“You look bored all the time.”? So you enhanced your stage presence. 

Day by day, you were getting better. 

And you couldn’t be more grateful to Camilo who made it happen. 

And you were ecstatic when he wouldn’t stop.

Camilo kept you going. Day by day, both of you grew closer. He helps you practice, gives you advice, and as you end, he gives you the loudest applause.

Finally, he saw the real you. The real you that was hidden in empty practice rooms, the real you that can only be seen when you dance in your room. 

And he couldn’t be more happier that he gets to see it first. 

On your end, your feelings for him grew. You appreciated his help, and admired how he was entirely patient with you. He was there beside you from your breakdowns to your ending performances. 

Yeah hes got the physical i want it all for real 

 How could you NOT fall for him? He was perfect. He was attractive. He was understanding. You loved how his hazel green eyes always looked at yours in awe and admiration. You loved how his cheeks always looked warm whenever his gaze was on you. You loved how his hugs always give out safeness and comfort. 

But honestly what I love most is how he makes me feel

Every time you show your routines to him, his reactions always grew more and more admirable. It was hard for you to take in at first, not being able to receive so much love in every day, but he never failed to show it all for you. 

He won’t let me forget, he says I fell from heaven

As corny as it sounds, it does happen a lot. His jokes always made you laugh but this time, his pick-up lines were always serious. He made you feel like you’re one of a kind. A diamond in the rough. A needle in a haystack. A sunshine after the rain. 

No matter how exhausted or tired you looked after practicing, he still sees you like you were the best wonder in the world. 

—

“THAT WAS SO GOOD!” He stands up, with a big round of applause. With you still panting, you grabbed a water bottle and drank it, tired after 1 round of rehearsals. 

“Come on, it wasn’t that good. I still need to refine some movements.” You commented, looking at yourself in the mirror polishing your movements.

Camilo squinted his eyes and stick his tongue at you. “You doubt yourself too much. Everything looked perfect to me.”

You shook your head, eyes still on your reflection. “No, I need this to be more perfect. It’s my first solo and I need to be even more and more perfect.” 

Looking at the reflection, you noticed him moving closer to you. He took your hands from your previous position and intertwined it with his. Looking deeply into his eyes, you waited for him to speak.

“If you worry too much, it will consume you. This is your first solo, and I know how nerve-wracking it could be. But believe in yourself more. You are already perfect, all you need is a big smile on your face and joy in your eyes. If you do, you’re a guaranteed 10 out of 10 from the judges.”

Tells me I’m a ten, but I feel like an eleven

—

This was it. The last day for practice before your solo. It was nerve-wracking for you. You kept pacing back and forth. You never stood still. Any given time of the day, you were always practicing the moves. And today, you were about to repeat it a hundred times more with Camilo.

He didn’t seem nervous though. Camilo knew what you were capable of that he was confident that you would show a perfect performance. While you practiced, he kept complimenting you after every end. His comments were never dull, it always gave you confidence. 

His pretty lips never fail to whisper the words that your heart needed to hear. 

Oh my god, he got the words that cheer me on

Every after repeat, his compliments get you more and more flustered.

Ain’t no 1

“That was so good! I love your ending pose!”

2 

“You did well, Y/N! This time, you were more loose and it’s amazing!”

3 

“Now that is a good solo! You’re ready for tomorrow AAA I can’t wait!”

4 

“There’s no doubt you won’t make the audience tear up from regret, I swear they’re gonna flip when they finally see you in your element!”

5 

“Its time for your performance! Good luck out there and don’t forget to smile for me, Y/N! If you ever get nervous, focus on my eyes in the audience instead :D”

6 

“You finally did it! A perfect outstanding solo, Y/N! Did you hear how everyone cheered for you?! A standing ovation!”

7- 

“Everyone finally saw what you wanted to offer. Seeing you coming out of your shell, I couldn’t be more prouder. Seeing you passionately enjoy yourself on stage was the most beautiful sight I ever got to gaze on. 

Your gift of talent and grace is astounding and I’m glad everyone got to see it, because it was what made me fall deeper in love with you, Y/N.”

He made me feel like an eleven. 

taglist: @mirabelleza @thegirlwiththebangs ++ join here

the demo version of the song made me just tear up, i love the lyrics so much i couldn’t help but write this ;-;

thumbnail made by the artists of purrfect tale

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[selineram3421]

question, will the Camilo x Gn reader be continued? The madrigal fic

I'm stuck on it at the moment. I can tag you if you'd like, that way you get notified when it gets posted.

#responding #for a fic #camilo x reader #Tears

[carlosfruitsnacks]

hello hello:) carlos x gn!reader where reader is like agustin and is accident prone?? thank you very much

"Clumsy"

summary:

—  You can't help but fall for Carlos, like, literally. You'll be falling and tripping all over the place because you're in love with him. But Carlos couldn't complain because he loves you just the way you are despite your clumsiness.

genre:

— fluff

notes:

— gender-neutral reader. I do not speak fluent Spanish and all of the Spanish here is translated from google, feel free to correct me if I got something wrong though I will refrain from using too much Spanish.

warning/s:

— none

a/n:

—  for some reason, this reminds me of the song Clumsy by Fergie lmao. hope you enjoy this one anon ^^

The beginning of your relationship with the infamous Carlos Madrigal was...a silly slip-up. It started on the wrong foot and everything turned downhill, though it seemed like the universe planned it. Because the moment you rolled down that hill, good things were at the bottom.

You didn't have a type when it comes to somebody. When you like someone you just let it happen, merely wearing your heart on your sleeve. You were no stranger when it comes to falling in love so when your heart starts to pound at the sight of Carlos Madrigal, you knew you were in for a ride.

You had a crush on the shapeshifter for months, it sometimes confuses you why you didn't fall for his twin brother, Camilo Madrigal instead. Oh, but Carlos is just insensateiable. A breath of fresh air lingering in your lungs. The rock on the road you didn't see before your feet go stumbling on it.

Your first encounter with him wasn't like in the books or movies, it was a hot mess. You were minding your own business when Carlos goes passing by. Of course, this causes you to panic and lose your sense of balance, you try to flee but you managed to trip on your own feet along the way and somehow grab the ends of his ruana. You pull him with you as you go tumbling down into fresh and sticky mud. Carlos, naturally, reacts negatively. The first time you meet him eye-to-eye, he looked right through you as you felt a pang of electricity shoot within you. The shapeshifter cusses you out for covering him in mud, but you saw the look in his eyes, you knew he knew that cupid has hit you with one of his golden arrows. You try to play it cool due to your embarrassment but Carlos only dismisses you.

That day, you went home with your heart swelling for the shapeshifter and your clothes muddy. Ever since that day, whenever Carlos would come around, you'll go haywire and get into all sorts of clumsy accidents. You'll hit your head, stub your toe, trip on air, and even get chased down by bees because you're busy gawking at Carlos. You thought that because of your accident-proneness it will ruin your chance to be with him. However, you were wrong.

Carlos has been thinking about you since the day you pulled him down to the mud. For the first time, he didn't care if his favorite ruana got stained. He found himself captivated by you. He has been watching you when he would come by, you're always in trouble because of your clumsiness. He saw that yearning gazes you'd steal from him and it made him excited that you have feelings for him. Nobody has ever been blatant about being in love with him beside you. Until one day, Carlos had enough and wanted to make a move.

"Oye [Name]"

"¿Qué? Carlo-wooooah!"

Once again, you trip over nothing and almost hit your head after hearing Carlos call for you. Luckily, he catches you quickly and pulls you close to him. Your eyes go wide as you gazed at him breathlessly. Carlos was stunned for a moment before a smirk erupts on his face.

"You know, I'm starting to think you're acting clumsy on purpose when I come around"

"Hu-huh? No! I am not!"

"Hmm? Really? You literally tripped over nothing just so I can catch you, [Name]"

"I...¡Lo siento!"

You try to pull yourself away but he keeps you steady and then pulls you even closer to him, close enough to feel his breath tickling your face. You began to stutter unable to find any words to say, he finds the blush on your face cute.

"Go out with me"

You can feel your heart merely leaping out of your throat by what he said, you try to look into his eyes to see if he's telling a lie. But Carlos never bluffs.

"Wh-what?"

"Go out with me on a date, [Name]"

"Is that a question or-"

"No, I'm taking you out with me because I know you like me too"

Carlos grinned. You almost fainted on the spot the moment he mentions your crush on him. Nevertheless, you nodded and you let him whisk you away and confess his feelings for you too. 

Julieta Madrigal was peacefully making lunch, she was accompanied by Carlos who decided to stick around and maybe snag some food while she cooks. All of a sudden, two footsteps enter the kitchen. Julieta was the first to turn around and let out a heavy exhale, Carlos raised a brow until he turns his head and face-palmed himself.

You were standing alongside his tío Agustín, fresh from a clumsy accident. Your face was covered with scratches while Agustín was full of bee stings, the sight wasn't out of the ordinary. You and Agustín smiled awkwardly at your lovers.

"Ay, Agustín"

"I'll get it tía"

Carlos sighs and grabs two arepas for you and his equally accident-prone uncle, he hands one to his tía Julieta. The two of them shoved the food in unison into your and Agustín's mouths. Both of you chewed on the arepa and felt the scratches on your skin disappear. Agustín's bee stings also fades away.

"What happened to you, [Name]?"

Your lover asks, you shyly tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. Unlike Agustín who only has a small number of accidents per day, you had multiple different accidents each day.

"I tried to save a cat from a tree but the cat wasn't having it so it decided to scratch my face"

You explained. Carlos looked like he was about to spit out a lecture to you like his mother Pepa, but he calms down. No matter what you do, Carlos would always find himself becoming mellow to you every single time, you were his beloved weakness. Eventually, you join the Madrigals for lunch before being dragged upstairs by Carlos to have your alone time.

You and he have been in a relationship for months, and both of you went through ups and downs. But all is well. You babbled about your day as Carlos listens to you with contentment while sitting in his bed. You two liked to hang around in his shared room when Camilo wasn't around, Carlos loves to take advantage of any moment available to be alone with you.

"And yeah, mi mamá thought I got into a fight with some thugs because of the bruise on my face but really I just slipped and fell face-first against the ground"

You explain with a chuckle, Carlos couldn't help leaning into you to give you a peck on the lips. He watched in amusement as your face turns red.

"I believe you owe me something, amor"

"Oh, gosh do I? What could that be?"

You played cluelessly and looked at Carlos who rolled his eyes satirically. Nonetheless, you let out a laugh while Carlos grows impatient.

"Mind giving me a hint, Carlos?"

"Starts with a 'k' and with an 'iss'"

"Ay, what could that be? I might've bumped my head too hard to think of a word!"

"Don't make me pounce at you and get it myself"

Carlos warned but you were unfazed. You drop the act and opened your arms to hug him and finally give him his awaited kiss. But when you lunged at him, Carlos yelped and stumbled back which makes him hit his head against the wall with a loud thud. You gasped.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry, mi vida!"

You cried. Carlos can feel his vision spinning for a second, he groaned and rubbed the back of his head, the impact was harder than what he expected. He bites back a curse as he hisses in pain.

"Fuck, that actually hurts"

"I'm so sorry, Carlos!"

"I feel like I'm gonna blackout"

"Oh no! Should I get an arepa from tía Julieta?"

Carlos feigned hurt as he stared at you on a brink of panicking, he holds back a smile as he admires the worried look on your face.

"No, I need..."

"You need what, Carlos?"

"I need you to kiss me here before I lose consciousness"

You pause before giving him a hard slap on his shoulder. Carlos lets out a low laugh as you pout at him with crossed arms. You try to get up and make a dramatic leave but as you take a step out of his bed, you lose your balance and fell down on the floor. The shapeshifter stops cackling as he hurriedly goes to help you up.

"Oh fuck, are you okay, amor?"

He asks with concern. You groaned as you stood right up to your feet, you dust yourself off as you would always do.

"I'm fine. Don't worry, my clumsiness is not gonna kill me"

"It could when I'm not around to help you. [Name], you should be careful"

"Aww, you're such a softy"

"This is your fault. Clumsiness and cuteness shouldn't be good together but you somehow make it work"

You grinned and finally gave him a kiss on the lips, Carlos sighs in relief but frowns when you pull away. He couldn't find himself getting tired of you being clumsy and falling all over the place, if he has to save you every time, he could. Carlos can't see himself getting exhausted from loving you and your clumsy ass.

masterlist

#encanto #disney encanto #encanto fanfic #encanto fanfiction #carlos madrigal #carlos my beloved #carlos madrigal my beloved #carlos madrigal x reader #carlos madrigal x y/n #carlos x you #carlos x reader #carlos x y/n #gender netural reader #jay's fanfics™️ #jay's fluff fics™️

[freak-accident419]

Masterlist

(divider by @cafekitsune) All of my JHutch fics in one place :) all is gender neutral reader! <3

⭐️ - my personal favorites

Josh Futturman:

File Room Confessions | WC: 1.5k | Summary: You and Josh snoop into the employee records room to find more information about his biotic co-workers. However, one conversation leads to another.

⭐️ Good Tidings | WC: 2.9k | Summary: You and Josh barely have any time to yourselves due time traveling nonstop, trying to save the fate of humanity. However, being at the Futturman’s Christmas dinner party granted you two a fair amount of time. (smut, 18+ content, MDNI)

His Silver Lining | WC: 2.7k | Summary: Josh had been adjusting fairly well to the year 2000 after tragically getting stuck in it. Though for quite a while, he had developed a crush on you ever since he first met you during his new job at Blockbuster. He finally gets the courage to ask you out—which was inviting you over at his place to watch a horror movie.

⭐️ Make Me (Joosh/J-Futz x Reader) | WC: 3.7k | Summary: You come by Joosh’s house a year since you’ve broken up with him, after realizing you left your box of important belongings there. Seeing each other again after a long time sparked not only bitterness and resumed arguments, but also unresolved tension. (smut, 18+ content, MDNI)

⭐️ “Hachi Machi!” | WC: 2.2k | Summary: After coming back to 2017 from ‘69, Josh realizes that his and Tiger and Wolf’s interference made some ripples in his timeline, such as the gun hanging in his parent’s house, the Blapple, Ray disappearing, and ultimately Dr. Kronish working alongside Stu Camilo. He’s relieved to know that you are still his partner in this timeline, but when one thing leads to another, he discovers one small change about you. (smut, 18+ content, MDNI)

The Little Things | WC: 1.8k | Summary: Upset that Josh has been overly stressed and traumatized recently, you decide to surprise him with a short getaway, a temporary escape—you were going to take him to see a dinosaur.

Billy (Burn 2019):

⭐️ Good Lucking Boy - Part 1 | WC: 3.4k | Part 2 | WC: 3.0k | Part 3 | WC: 3.1k | Summary: You go to a gas station and notice something peculiar. Immediately after, you wake up and acknowledge your current situation: in a chair, tied up to a stranger with your backs to each other, with restraints promising no way out. While you two figure out a plan to escape, you bond in the process.

Strange Honey | WC: 2.4k | Summary: One night at a bar, you meet a very mysterious man with a burn on the side of his face. As the tense and strained person you see him as, you decide to offer him some ease, giving the wannabe cowboy one hell of a ride. (smut, 18+ content, MDNI)

⭐️ depollute me, gentle angel | WC: 2.7k | Summary: It’s been days ever since the incident at Paradise Pumps. Days ever since Melinda. Days ever since Billy ran into your arms immediately after coming back home. They say time heals all wounds. But they’re never really truly gone. (TW: implications of past SA)

Mike Schmidt:

Baby Fever | WC: 2.0k | Summary: You never liked babies. You always believed they were burdensome and irritating. However, after having a baby lay peacefully in your arms, you made the decision—you wanted to raise one with your husband, Mike.

⭐️ Isn’t it Ironic? | WC: 2.8k | Summary: You attend an old friend’s wedding that you were surprisingly invited to. One downside—it was raining when everybody least expected it. Lucky that the whole ceremony and party were indoors, the event prospered, and you meet someone during the reception.

Derek Danforth:

High On You (GN!AFAB!Reader) | WC: 1.2k | Summary: You read over the statistics and analytics for Derek’s company, as he requested. Except, while you do this, you’re on his bed, lower half of your body exposed as he does lines of cocaine on your thigh—then he eats you out. (smut, 18+ content, MDNI)

⭐️ Ya Ne Prava | WC: 4.4k | Summary: Because everyone seemed to fail him, Derek Danforth decided to call you up to kill Mr. Clay. You are an assassin that had an intimate, yet complicated relationship with Derek in the past, sharing a bittersweet history together. You realize that you’re going against a Beekeeper, and felt obligated to spend one last night with your old lover, as this mission doesn’t guarantee your survival. But you’d do anything for him—even if it meant dying for him. (smut, 18+ content, MDNI)

⭐️ Soft Spot | WC: 1.7k | Summary: After a long, frustrating day of work, Derek comes back home to you for comfort. Being the tough, asshole-ish, and reckless man he was on the outside, he easily melts into you with sweetness and submission. After all, he had such a soft spot for you

You Were Everything (GN!AFAB!Reader) | WC: 2.3k | Summary: It’s been a few years since the divorce. When you accidentally got pregnant by Derek, he left immediately out of fear, leaving you pregnant all alone. Compromises and communication had become established and all he could do now was call your daughter. But one day, just like some others, he asks to see her in person again.

You Can’t Spell ‘FWB’ without ‘Friend’ | WC: 2.9k | Summary: Ever since the night before, you and Derek had become best friends with benefits. Bored at a fancy rich person party, you two decide to hook up again. However, when you’re inexplicably taken out of the mood, you two decide to do something else for the night: hang out like the best friends you were. (18+ content, MDNI)

⭐️ That’s A Wrap | WC: 3.5k | Summary: You and Derek are pornstars. Filming your next video, things start to go wrong and you two just end up messing around and having a laugh together. However, as your laughs diminishes, things begin to become increasingly intimate between the two of you. (smut, 18+ content, MDNI)

Clapton Davis:

The Unlikely Postulate of Clapton’s Love Life | Headcanons

Sean Anderson:

Not yet :(

Franklin Fox:

Not yet :(

#josh futturman #future man #josh futturman x reader #future man x reader #future man 2017 #billy burn x gn!reader #billy burn #billy burn x reader #burn 2019 #josh hutcherson #josh hutcherson x reader #mike schmidt x reader #clapton davis x reader

[ducky-died-inside]

hey Ducky!! 🍒, 🌻, 🥀

also thank you for sending a hug yesterday, I hope you day is going great 🖤

IT'S COFFEEE!

🍒 favorite sweet quote from a wip

Steve Harrington x GN reader wip

"Are you sure? I'm worried about you. First, you come in to work with a never-ending headache." When you gave him a surprised look, he cleared his throat. "Trust me, I've noticed. But now it's nosebleeds, and we don't know what's next."

🌻 favorite funny quote from a published work

Pick me: Triplet au

"The way I see it, you have three options right now, Emilia. You can A: Leave me and my brothers alone and go get healed. You can B: Keep going after Camilo and I can sew your mouth shut with one of Mirabel's needles. Or you can C: Let me punch you again. As much fun as B and C sound for me, I would go for A if I were you. But it is your choice."

🥀 favorite angst quote from a published work

Tortured: Varian x Fem Reader

"You said you would let her go if I gave you the incantation. I gave you the incantation and now she's...she's dead! Is this some kind of - some kind of sick joke to you?!"

#dont you forget about me #steve harrington #steve harrington x y/n #pick me #camilo madrigal #camilo madrigal x reader #carlos madrigal x reader #tortured #varian #varian x reader