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yourbpdgf · 2 years

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rules+whoiwritefor ???

rules ?

• no piss,, shit,, fart kinks cs ew

• no pedophilia

• i dnt write male readers,, only gender neutral or fem!reader

• requests r always open

note ? i write in my own style: lowercase,, double commas,, no apostrophes,, slang,, etc .

fandoms + characters i write for:

artists ?

• chief keef

• ddosama

• destroy lonely

• ddot

• evvls,, jaydes,, yen

• jacquees

• juice wrld

• king von

• ken carson

• kodak black

• lil tracy minaj

• lucki

• luh tyler

• playboi carti

• skimask the slump

• trippie redd

• xxxtentacion

• young thug

creepypasta ?

• bloody painter

• eyeless jack

• laughing jack

• homicidal liu

• jane the killer

• jeff the killer

• ticci tobi

bungo stray dogs ?

• chuuya nakahara

• edgar allen poe

• fyodor dostoyevsky

• nikolai gogol

• osamu dazai

• ranpo edogawa

• yumeno kyusaku (only platonic or child reader x yumeno, no smut hes like 10.)

danganronpa ?

• celestia ludenberg

• ibuki mioda

• kokichi oma

• nagito komaeda

• rantaro amami

• shuichi saihara

genshin impact ?

• albedo kreideprinz

• chongyun

• columbina

• cyno mahamatra

• diluc ragnvindr

• dori (platonic)

• fischl

• gorou

• hu tao

• itto arataki

• kazuha kaedehara

• klee (platonic)

• kokomi sangonomiya

• mona megistus

• qiqi (platonic)

• raiden ei

• razor

• rosaria

• sayu (platonic)

• shenhe

• tighnari

• venti

• xiao

• yae miko

• zhongli

haikyuu ?

• akira kunimi

• atsumu miya

• kei tsukishima

• keiji akaashi

• kenjiro shirabu

• kenma kozume

• kentaro kyotani

• kiyoko shimizu

• kiyoomi sakusa

• kotaro bokuto

• osamu miya

• rintarou suna

• satori tendou

jujutsu kaisen ?

• mahito

• megumi fushiguro

• ryomen sukuna

• toge inumaki

• toji fushiguro

• yuji itadori

naruto ?

• deidara

• gaara

• hinata hyuga

• kiba inuzuka

• naruto uzumaki

• neji hyuga

• sasori

• sasuke cchiha

• shikamaru nara

obey me ?

• asmodeus

• barbatos

• beelzebub

• belphegor

• leviathan

• mammon

• satan

tokyo revengers ?

Emma Sano

Hajime Kokonoi

Haruchiyo "Sanzu" Akashi

Izana Kurokawa

Kazutora Hanemiya

Keisuke Baji

Manjiro Sano

Nahoya "Smiley" Kawata

Ran Haitani

Rindou Haitani

Seishu Inui

Senju "Kawaragi" Akashi

Shuji Hanma

Souya "Angry" Kawata

Takashi Mitsuya

Wakasa Imaushi

Twisted Wonderland:

Floyd Leech

Idia Shroud

Jamil Viper

Leona Kingscholar

Lilia Vanrouge

Malleus Draconia

Riddle Rosehearts

Ruggie Bucchi

Silver Vanrouge

Vil Schoenheit

YuGiOh (Duel Monsters and Arc V):

Atem

Chazz Princeton

Duke Devlin

Ishizu Ishtar

Joey Wheeler

Mai Valentine

Marik Ishtar

Maximillion Pegasus

Ryou Bakura

Seto Kaiba

Sora Perse

Yami Bakura

Yami Marik

Yami Yugi

Yugi Muto

Yuya Sakaki

Thief King Bakura

Miscellaneous:

Adrien Agreste (Miraculous)

Amane "Hanako" Yugi (TBHK)

Ayato Kirishima (Tokyo Ghoul)

Ban (Seven Deadly Sins)

Bellatrix Lestrange (Harry Potter)

Camilo Madrigal (Encanto)

carlos madrigal

ciel phantomhive

connie springer

Draco Malfoy (Harry Potter)

Dabi (MHA)

Denki Kaminari (MHA)

Eren Yeager

Gowther (Seven Deadly Sins)

Himiko Toga (MHA)

Hotaro Oreki (Hyouka)

Iguro Obanai

Illumi Zoldyck (HxH)

Isaac "Zack" Foster (Angels of Death)

Karma Akabane (Assassination Classroom)

Ken Kaneki (Tokyo Ghoul)

Killua (HxH) (No Smut)

Kusuo Saiki (TDLOSK)

Levi Ackerman

Meguru Bachira (Blue Lock)

Merlin (Seven Deadly Sins)

Micah Yujin (Error143)

Mikasa Ackerman

Mitsuri Kanroji

Muichiro Tokito

Nagi Seishiro (Blue Lock)

Ray (TPN) (No Smut)

Ray "Saeran" Choi (Mystic Messenger)

Rin Okumura (Blue Exorcist)

Rodrick Heffley (Diary of a Wimpy Kid)

Ryuunosuke Chiba (Assassination Classroom)

Sae Itoshi (Blue Lock)

Saeran Choi (Mystic Messenger)

Saeyoung "707" "Luciel" Choi (Mystic Messenger)

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Suit!Saeran Choi (Mystic Messenger)

Unknown (Mystic Messenger)

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augustmoon259 · 1 year

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Masterlist of AugustMoon259's Fanfiction

Oneshots

"Enchanted" (2007)

Nancy Tremaine x Prince Edward

"Your Smile is a Trap" & "The Strongest Florist"

Crossover

"Unholy Blood"

Pureblood!Fem!Vampire Reader x Hayan Park

"Meta Runner"

Fem!Reader x Masa Shimamoto

"Sort the Court"

King/Queen!Reader x Royal Advisor

"Encanto"

Mirabel Madrigal x Male!OC

"The Once and Future Nerd"

Self insert OC

"Summoned! to an RPG World"

King Carlos x Necromancer

Multi-chapter stories

"Hetalia" Summary: In a world where you're not needed, alone, and forgotten, what is there left to do but disappear? Canada is gone. The countries have given up looking for him. The appearance of a girl with strikingly familiar violet eyes 18 years later changes it all.

"Spider-Man: Spider-Verse" movies

Author Links

Quotev Ao3 Wattpad FF.net

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patxhwrk · 2 years

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Carlos: hah, i'm not stupid

Carlos: i'm smarter than you both, actually

Y/n: alright then, spell orange

Carlos: the fruit or the colour?

Y/n:

Camilo:

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chamileonidae · 2 years

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Hello everyone! This is an announcement, I will be closing this account but my writings will stay! My encanto fixation had ended and honestly i had a lot of fun writing for carlos and camilo. I want to personally even thank camilo for awakening back my hobby in writing because if i hadnt started to write for him then i would probably still be in a slump.

I want to end this message with some fic recommendations, some of my favourites throughout the time I've spent here.

Most of these are oneshots because series kinda just never made it to my favourite lists, idk why.

Fic recs under the cut!

🌟 - fluff. 🎀 - angst.

ay mamacita 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by dos-oroguitas] (what happens when camilo finds you in his ruana?) - bulletpoints -

right over your head 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by camiloamor] (sending secret admire airplane shaped letters to your one and only best friend, camilo) - oneshot -

wonderland 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by celamoon] (soulmate!au) - oneshot -

kiss her you fool 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by wwillowtrees] (cause you've only got one chance, youve only got one chance. kiss her you fool) - oneshot -

just a friend to you 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by justanothercamilofan] (do friends really kiss eachother's cheeks that way?) - one shot -

can you say it again? 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by caramellahoney] (reader who is mute by choice) - one shot -

soft kiss 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (camilo being down bad lmao) - one shot -

connect-the-freckles one , two 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (literally taking a marker and connecting camilo's freckles) - two part series -

serotonin one , two 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by mihlo] (idiots to lovers) - two part series -

how to get the one 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by sweetgazes] (you found an interesting piece of paper with camilo's handwriting) - one shot -

flustered 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (showering camilo with compliments and he gets flustered) - drabble(?) -

drowsy 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by mihlo] (taking a nap outside? sure! how about waking up with your lover in front of you?) - drabble -

“cásate conmigo por favor." 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (soulmate!au) - one shot -

love and adoration. 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by justanothercamilofan] (showering camilo with your adoration for him) - one shot -

sunny kisses 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by bobastar] - one shot -

baking session 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by camilosunshxne] - one shot -

dandelions 🌟 (a bit of 🎀)

camilo x fem!reader [by sesamestreet47] - one shot -

grant me a wish (or just your time) 🌟

camilo x male!reader [by undercoveravenger] - one shot -

second 🎀 to 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by uni-senpai-chan] (when you've always been second until he shows up) - one shot -

amorcito 🌟

carlos x gn!reader [by dos-oroguitas] - one shot -

good little girl 🌟

carlos x gn!reader [by justanothercamilofan] - one shot -

i want what they have 🌟

carlos x gn!reader [by pink02] - one shot -

cariña 🌟 (a bit 🎀)

carlos x gn!reader [by froggywritesstuff] - one shot -

seeking your attention 🌟 (a little 🎀)

carlos x fem!reader [by justanothercamilofan] (enemies to lovers) - one shot -

dating carlos 🌟

carlos x gn!reader [by justanothercamilofan] - headcanons -

hey hey jealousy 🌟

carlos x gn!reader [by kitasgloves] - one shot -

carlos having a crush 🌟

carlos x gn!reader [by desichameleon] - headcanons -

carlos' power hcs

carlos madrigal [by desichameleon] - headcanons -

#camilo madrigal x reader #camilo x reader #carlos madrigal #camilo madrigal #camilo x y/n #camilo x you #carlos madrigal x reader #camilo madrigal my beloved #camilo madrigal x gender neutral reader #camilo madrigal x y/n #camilo fic #camilo fluff #camilo angst #carlos madrigal fanfic #carlos madrigal supremacy #carlos madrigal x you #camilo madrigal fluff #camilo x male reader #camilo madrigal x female reader

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anaccountnolongerused · 2 years

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Gone For A Minute - Chapter Two

[Bruno Madrigal x Male Reader]

a/n: i kinda wanna go on pinterest and gather some pics of what i imagine their rooms as,,,, if you guys wanna see that tell me

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You were at the top of the stairs next to three glowing doors. An orange glow swirled across them, waiting to turn into something beautiful. Mirabel was back with her mother, the triplets were behind the curtain, and Abuela was standing quietly next to you.

Suddenly, the room went quiet. The curtains opened and presented the three five-year-olds to the village. They stood quietly, holding each other's hands, smiling their little smiles.

They made their way to the stairs. Time seemed to move slower. Though they were only five, you couldn't help but feel like this was the last moment of their true childhood. You were watching your children grow in front of your eyes.

You remembered the day you adopted them. Bruno and [Name], hand in hand inside the church, meeting their children. The same church where the two of you had been married just a year earlier.

The pastor smiled as he carefully set the infants in your arms. That day had been one of the happiest in your life. You brought them home and obsessed over their chubby cheeks and fuzzy hair on their heads.

Alma was ecstatic that she was a grandmother once again. Any moment you didn't have them, she'd be cuddling them.

You remembered the day Bruno left. The three of them were laying on their backs on the carpet, their Papa sitting in front of them. He would lean over them and smile before shaking his head, tickling their little faces with his long hair. They would giggle so hard that they were gasping. He had looked at you with pure pride in his eyes.

You remembered when they were four, after playing with their cousins, coming to ask you when they'd get their gifts. You had carefully tried to explain that you weren't sure they'd get one, seeing as they were adopted. Their Abuela cut you off as fast as she could.

"You're Madrigals, blood or not!" She had said, pinching their cheeks. "You'll get your gifts when you're five, mis queridos."

You remembered them just the other day, curled up in your bed after falling asleep reading with you.

Now they were with their Abuela, tiny hands laying gently on the candle. They swore to help the village and use their powers for the good of the family. Alma smiled and nodded towards the doors.

They each stood in front of their designated door, examining the swirling glow. Carlos and Mateo glanced at Sofia, who was at the middle door, and nodded. They reached up and touched the doorknobs together.

The orange glowed brighter before settling into portraits of the three. Sofia's had the tall flame of a fire behind her, as well as two smaller ones from her open palms. Her wooden eyes glowed bright orange and a smile was on her face. Little firecracker.

Carlos' door showed him with his mouth open and singing, various musical notes surrounding him. His eyes were closed and his eyebrows raised, just as the little musician's often were.

Mateo's door featured many people. He was front and center, a calm look on his face. Two women in flowing gowns stood behind him, each with a hand on one of his shoulders. They didn't have faces.

Sofia spun on her heels, giggling.

"Dad! Abuela! We did it!" The room erupted in applause and cheers. You smiled wide, overwhelmed with happiness for your children.

You enveloped your children in a hug, Alma joining soon after, then others as your family ascended the stairs.

"So- uh, what are their gifts?" A small voice asked.

"Let's find out, shall we?" Abuela, now free of the hug, gestured towards the doors.

"I call going first!" Carlos shouted. He ran to his door, flung it open, and rushed inside. You, then the family, then the village followed.

The room was huge. The ceiling seemed to go on for a mile, making incredible acoustics. Instruments lined the walls. Carlos must have been in paradise.

Ever since he was a baby, he had been the most vocal and musical of the three. He loved to yell and sing, and when he was old enough, you started teaching him to play the piano.

Speaking of which, Carlos was sat at one. His hands hovered over the gorgeous keys. The grand piano was shiny and new, black with gold accents.

Slowly, he started to play. You had only just started to teach him this. It was Bach- Orchestral Suite No. 3 in D Major.

As he played, the room fell silent. A wave of calm and contentness washed over you, warm and soft. Everyone else seemed to feel it too.

When he finished playing, he looked up and smiled at you. You started the applause that broke the silence of the room. Still feeling relaxed, you took his hand.

"That was wonderful, mijo." He rocked back and forth on his heels, proud of himself.

"What an incredible gift!" Alma beamed and patted his head.

"Me next! Me next!" Sofia yelled, already excited again. She pushed through the crowd and ran towards her room.

When you made it out of Carlos' room, Sofia was already inside. Her door hung open and a cool breeze blew from inside.

Her floor, instead of wood like her brother's, was completely made of sand. It made you think of Bruno's tower.

Sofia was jumping happily on her bed, which was far too big for her. It could have fit fifteen Sofias. It was filled with fluffy pillows, much to her delight.

Contrary to Bruno's room, Sofia's looked a lot more comfortable. It looked like a normal room, the only difference was how big it was and the sand floor.

Her room felt like a beach with no water.

The cool air felt nice on your hot skin. The house had been packed full of people.

"Dad!" Sofia pulled you from your thoughts. "Watch, watch!"

She jumped from the bed to the ground and then held out her hands.

"You better stay back!"

Fire burst from her palms and fingertips; an explosion of orange and red. Her grin slowly returned to her focused face, and after she stopped, she bowed.

"Did you see, Dad? Wasn't it cool?"

"So cool! You were amazing!" You kissed her forehead. Her skin was hot to the touch. She nodded firmly before smiling again and running off to entertain the crowd with her new gift.

"Two down, one to go." You mumbled softly, glancing around for Mateo. After concluding he wasn't in the room, you pushed your way past the crowd to look for him.

You found him sitting with his brother. They were on the piano bench, just listening to the sound of chatter throughout the house. You kneeled next to them.

"Hi, Dad." He said, not making eye contact.

"Hi, Mateo." You replied and smiled at him. "Have you seen your room yet?"

He shook his head.

"Don't you want to?" He shrugged in response. You didn't blame him; this had to be a nerve-wracking experience.

"Hey!" A hand landed on your shoulder. A man smelling of alcohol was standing behind you. "Are we going to see that one's gift too?"

You stood and met him eye to eye.

"If he'd like." You crossed your arms over your chest, not wanting him to come too close to them.

"Hey, kid!" He shouted, leaning around you to talk to him. "Don't you wanna know what your gift is?"

Abuela, not realizing how intoxicated the man was, walked over with a big smile on her face.

"Oh! Are you ready to find out, Teo?"

He mumbled something you couldn't quite hear. You kneeled beside him once more. He stared at the ground.

"What was that, mijo?" He kicked his feet as you spoke, too little for them to touch the ground yet.

"I said I already know what my gift is, Daddy." He whispered.

Alma smiled sweetly and walked over.

"Why don't we go look at your room together, okay? Then you can show us your gift!"

Mateo hesitated, then nodded.

She took his small hand in her own and led him out of the room. He kept his eyes on the floor the whole walk there. You took his other hand and squeezed it. He just wanted to make his Abuela happy.

Alma released his hand, allowing him to reach up and open the door.

The room was dark and cool. The floor was dark brown hardwood. It almost felt like a log cabin.

The lights were beautiful lanterns glowing softly. They illuminated the rest of the room, showing off the beautiful bed with intricately carved designs in the wooden bed frame.

A bookshelf filled to the brim sat on the wall opposite, waiting for its contents to be read.

Mateo loved it.

A smile spread over his face as he finally looked up from the ground. He ran over to his new bed, grabbing a stuffed wolf that had been left on top of the sheets.

"Is this for me, Dad?" He held it out towards you.

"It was in your room, wasn't it?" You smiled back at him, happy about his improvement in mood.

Slowly, others started entering the room. Alma had noticed his mood change and decided to bring up his gift once more.

"Are you ready to show us your gift?"

Mateo moved the wolf into just one of his hands, the other one now occupied with tapping its fingers against his palm.

"I don't know how to show you, Abuela."

"Hm... Well, could you tell me then?" She asked, voice sweet.

Mateo nodded and motioned for her to lean in close. She did, and you followed. The room was dead silent.

"I think I can see ghosts."

Alma didn't respond.

"Uhm- Abuela- The man from the painting is with us. Abuelo, I mean..." He went back to staring at the ground, still tapping his fingers.

"Pedro?" She whispered.

"Yeah. He says he loves you." Mateo shuffled his feet.

You bit your cheek. Would she be mad at him? You knew Mateo wouldn't lie about something like this, but as you stood in uncomfortable silence, you almost hoped it was.

"Mateo..." Her voice cracked as she said his name. Slowly, she took his hand and pulled him into a hug.

Thank God.

Alma stood up straight, still holding Mateo.

"We have three new beautiful gifts!" She announced.

Once again, there was applause and cheering. Alma waved her hand and brought the crowd to Carlos' room to celebrate. His room made the most sense.

After everyone left, you stood in the dark, quiet room a while longer. You could faintly hear the music, chatter, and dancing just two rooms over.

You wanted to join them. Maybe you should've. You knew that they'd be okay, their whole family was with them. It was a party for them, they wouldn't even notice you're gone.

You walked right past Sofia and Carlos' door.

You were going to Bruno's tower.

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Gone For A Minute Taglist:

@thecrashingwaves

@sailor-peeking

@batfam-sitcom

@sylum

@xochiipills

@runningon4hoursofsleep

#fanfiction #bruno madrigal x reader #encanto #bruno encanto #we don't talk about bruno #bruno #bruno madrigal #bruno madrigal x male reader #encanto bruno #disney's encanto

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masquette · 2 years

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❝ 𝘔𝘺 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘉𝘰𝘺 . ❞

— i didn't know whose art the photo was lmao, so i just put it down. thank you to who suggested to do so! i really didn't know what to do about it akhssjbs

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∿ pairings :

a Carlos Madrigal x fem!reader

∿ summary :

You, the town's sweetheart, are in a secret relationship with none other than the troublemaker himself, Carlos Madrigal. What happens when one of your persistent suitors found out?

∿ warnings :

fighting , mentions of blood , swearing .

∿ genre :

fluff ♡ ????

∿ this will be written in :

third person pov .

∿ Oneshot .

∿ Reminders :

I am not fluent in spanish, anything said in this language is translated from Google.

This is not proofread. If you spot any grammar/spelling mistakes, please do inform me.

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It was a normal day in Encanto, kids running around, the Madrigals tending to the townspeople— well, except for one.

Carlos Madrigal, people label him as a menace, causing wreckage wherever he went. He didn't expect to be smitten by someone the opposite as him, well.. that's what he thought at least.

[Name], the town's sweetheart, had a hidden side of her, a side only Carlos was able to see. It was the same with the said boy, a side only she knows. After all, they did meet because he caught the maiden pulling a prank on someone. Who’s to say he wasn’t surprised?

“What, can’t a person have a little fun? And they’ll never know I did it, trust me.”

Starting then, the two made a pact.

“Alright, you– Mr. Troublemaker, are officially my partner in crime.” [Name] held a hand out for him to shake, which he just crossed his arms at and scoffed. “Come on now.” She wiggled her hand, gesturing for him to shake it.

Carlos just smirked down at her, one which she deadpanned at. “Okay, fine. No shake hands.” She raised both of her hands in surrender. “You shoo away all my suitors, we do pranks together, and I’ll talk us out of the consequences, yeah?”

“Now that’s a deal, hermosa.”

Ever since the pact was made, the two hung out on the daily. Causing chaos wherever they went, the maiden sweet talking their way out of the consequences.

Of course, it was only normal for the two to catch feelings for each other, but the two were really great at hiding it. Although it wasn’t long until one confessed.

“Look, I know this sounds cheesy and you’ll probably unfriend me after this but, every time I think about you, my stomach just can’t help but do flips. Whenever I see you, I just find myself admiring how pretty you are. Whenever I hear your voice, it’s like I was put in a daze.” [Name] confessed, “And if it wasn’t obvious enough with what I just said, Carlos Madrigal, I am in love with you.” She said, not breaking eye contact. She was confident, yes, but she’s never felt this nervous before in her entire life.

Carlos blinked.

The female awaited for his response, staying her ground, fighting the urge to run away. She internally cringed, recalling what she just said. What was I thinking?

“Unfriend you? After that tacky confession?” He laughed, making the maiden utterly confused. He unexpectedly leaned in to lock their lips, a kiss to which the other immediately melted in. His hands found her waist, while hers found itself comfortable tangled in his curly locks.

The male pulled away slightly, “I'd rather upgrade what we have now, don't you agree?” he smirked. [Name] was still in a daze, panting. “I would, if we'll get to do that more often.” She grinned cheekily, pulling him in for another kiss, one which he immediately obliged to.

Enough about the past though, they'd been together for a couple of months, although kept their relationship a secret. Who knows what would happen if the maiden's parents found out? They never liked him, saying he was a menace and no good for someone like her.

It hurts her just to think about it. She loves Carlos with all of her being, why can't she just be free to be with whoever she wants?

“[Name]?” Carlos called out to the dazed female, who seemed to snap out of it. “Yes, amor?” She caressed his hand, looking at him attentively. “What were you thinking about?” He asked, his eyes showing concern, albeit not as noticable.

The maiden shook her head, “Just.. stuff.” she smiled, giving him a peck on the cheek. “You don't have to worry.”

Carlos scoffed, “And who said I was worried?” he avoided her gaze. She chuckled, “You don't have to lie to me either, querido.” the maiden rested her head on his shoulder, sighing in content.

The two were somewhere deep in the forest, in their usual spot. It pained them, yes, but as long as they were together, it's okay.

[Name] frowned, “I'm sorry.” she pecked his neck. “And you're sorry for?” The boy cocked a brow, his hand hesitantly caressing her head. The maiden smiled at his attempt to comfort her.

“Having to hide our relationship.” She leaned onto his touch. “It's.. fine, you know. I mean– I get it. Your parents and your suitors.” He assured, his tone a bit awkward.

[Name] chuckled, the male shot her a confused look. “What?” He asked, almost offended. The female just shook her head, “You're just so adorable.” she smiled cheekily.

His hand stopped caressing her head, “Off.” he nudged her head off his shoulder playfully. “Hey— It' true!” She laughed, “Okay, okay. I'm sorry, mi tesoro.” she intertwined their fingers together, before kissing his knuckles.

Carlos had his gaze on the opposite direction of the female, trying his best not to smile. “Mi vida, look at me.” She tugged at his maroon ruana, not getting a response.

She pursed her lips, smirking once an idea popped up in her head. She moved so she was on his lap, her legs around his waist. Cupping his cheeks, his gaze now meeting hers. The two stared at each other's orbs, “Are you going to kiss me or what?” he piped in, getting impatient. “Sorry, I got lost in your eyes.” The maiden chuckled, making the other roll his eyes playfully, a smile adorned his features.

[Name] caressed his cheeks, leaning in to lock their lips in a passionate kiss. Their lips moved together in sync, as if they were made for each other.

“You're dating this— this puta!?”

Her heart sank, hearing the voice of one of her persistent suitors, Jaimé. She hurriedly stood up. “How did you find us?”

“Tch, your father asked me to spy on you. Seems like he was right to be suspicious. Out of everyone, including me, you choose that– that—” He was cut off by a threatening glare.

“Don't you dare finish that sentence!” The maiden roared. She was enraged.

“We both know he's no good for someone like you, [Name]. I'm telling your father about this. He'd already agreed to let me have your hand!” Jaimé screamed back, stepping closer to the maiden, who instinctively held Carlos' hand for comfort.

“My father may have agreed, but I didn't! I love Carlos, not you! And I will never, in my life, be with someone like you!” The female was infuriated at what she'd just heard. Her father, agreed without her consent? What about her mother? Did she just let it all happen?

“You—” Jaimé raised his hand at the maiden, about to hit her. She gripped her beloved's hands tighter, bracing for impact. But it never came.

Hesitantly opening her eyes, she saw that Carlos had stopped Jaimé's hand. “Now that's not a very gentleman move of you, is it?” The two glared at each other.

With one last caress, Carlos let go of the maiden's hand, using it to punch the other male square in the face.

Jaimé groaned in pain as he staggered backwards from the force of the hit. Massaging his jaw, “¿Eso es todo lo que tienes? (Is that all you got?)” he scoffed cockily, angering Carlos further.

“No, no! Carlos! Amor, please—” [Name] pleaded for her lover not to fight, knowing very well of Jaimé's capabilities. It wasn't like she doubted Carlos, no, she was confident he can beat this prick. Jaimé was a good fighter from what she'd heard, as he used to do boxing. She didn't want Carlos to get hurt.

“Hear that? Once I'm done with you, I'm taking [Name] with me.” Jaimé got in a boxing position, mimicking Carlos' expression. “And you think I'd let you, hijo de puta?” Carlos snarled as he threw a punch, hitting Jaimé in the chest, who grunted, before throwing the other a punch which was blocked.

Carlos gripped his arm tightly, glaring onto his eyes. Jaimé kicked his sides, momentarily distracting the other, giving him an opening to punch him in the face. Carlos stumbled, taking a couple of steps back, nose now bleeding. Looking back up at the other, he smirked.

“What the fuck are you smirking at, you brat?” Jaimé growled, annoyed. “You loose, estúpido.” He grinned, almost mockingly. Angering Jaimé even more.

“I'm—” An unexpected kick hit him at the back of his nape, successfully knocking him out. “Te sirve bien. (Well deserved.)” [Name] tched, her heel now leaving the man's neck. “No one hurts mi vida and gets away with it.”

At that moment, he felt as if he'd fallen in love with her all over again. The maiden rushed to where he was, “Are you alright? Oh, your nose. He'll be out cold for a long while. You should've let me handle it!” she frowned at his still bleeding nose.

“He was going to hit you!” He argued back, “I could've taken the hit! 'Pretend to be vulnerable', remember?” She ripped apart of her dress, using the fabric to wipe the blood. She tended to his nose, trying her best not press too hard.

Carlos scoffed, “Like I was just gonna stand there and let you take the blow, no fucking way.” he said, the female stopped her movements, almost looking as if she was under a spell. Confused, “Why'd you stop?” he questioned.

“Have I ever told you how pretty you are?” She suddenly asked, getting back to tending his nose.

Carlos couldn't help but smile, “Even with a broken nose? Really?” he chuckled, although wincing afterwards. “Don't move,” She laughed, “and yes. Even if you were mauled by a tiger, I'd still consider you the prettiest boy I'd ever laid my eyes on.” she kissed his forehead, being gentle with her touch.

The male bit the inside of his lip to prevent himself from grinning, “Whatever. Let's go before this moron wakes up.” he huffed and walked away, the maiden's hand in his.

[Name] further intertwined their fingers, tangling them around each other. “You know what? Who cares about what other people say anymore.” She said, “This,” she lifted their locked hands, “we won't keep a secret any longer.” she beamed with such certainty.

The male seemed baffled, “Are you sure?” he asked, wanting to make sure. “Mhm, yeah.” She nodded with no hesitation, “Nothing else matters as long as I'm with you. If you ever leave me, well– you can't. You're stuck with me forever.” she nudged him playfully. “So don't even try.”

Carlos laughed, pressing his lips on her head. “I wouldn't dare.” He stared at her with such admiration, his eyes conveying words he couldn't say.

“I love you more.” She smiled. “I didn't even say—” He was cut off, “Your eyes told me otherwise.” The maiden smirked, “Fan behavior.” while he rolled his eyes, but he didn't dare hide his big smile.

“I love you so much.” His pretty eyes told her, “You're so beautiful, did you know that?” they shone so brightly, “I want to kiss you so bad, show you how much I adore you.” his orbs glimmered.

“You are the love of my life, no one else is capable of earning such a title except you.”

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❝ 𝘔𝘺 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘉𝘰𝘺 . ❞

12th if February , 2022 .

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∿ author's note :

hi again! many carlos fics coming right up bc im obsessed with him, in a healthy way ofc. hes officially my husband number three. no, i am not forcing him. you dare question our love!?

but enough of that, hope you have a nice day! or night. if so, sleep well! bye loves. mwah mwah.

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#madrigal #carlos madrigal x reader #carlos my beloved #carlos encanto #x reader #fanfic #encanto #encanto carlos

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cryptid-hermit · 2 years

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Title: Defending you

Pairing: Carlos Madrigal x fem!reader

Word count: 1, 329

Description: Carlos and (y/n). Even though they were so similar to each other, they have been enemies since the beginning. Unfortunately, since they were so similar they were the only people that could calm each other down. A week after his own fight, this time around it was Carlos’ turn to calm her down.

Warning/s: Blood, fighting, cursing, violence

A/N: yall asked for another one where the reader was the one fighting so here it is, I tried to make the fight scene a little bit longer but it’s honestly still cringe. English is not my first language and I do not fully speak Spanish, i only know basic words etc so I used google translate, if there’s any mistranslation or mistakes please let me know!

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You had always thought you were the more logical one between you and Carlos.

The boy somehow always thought with his fists instead of his brain, so you took up the job for being the reasonable one. But of course, your patience wasn’t always long and someone just had to make you snap.

You were minding your business. Shopping in the market for dinner, being as peaceful as ever. Everything seemed like sunshine and rainbows until..

“No mi diga, Anahi” you hear a girl gasp in surprise. You look beside you to see two girls your age, gossiping. Of course you weren’t going to tune in but then again who were you to turn down juicy gossip?

“You heard me right, Alejandra”

Anahi, the famous baker's daughter and Alejandra, the daughter of one of the fishermen in town. The two were notoriously known for being…well, brats. They were nosy and loved to gossip and top of it all, they were selfish and only thought of themselves.

“Why won’t you just go for Camilo instead? He’s the better twin anyways!” Alejandra scoffed at her.

Oh? You thought. Fully listening in as you pretend to check the fruits in the stall.

“That would be predictable, you tonto! If I go for Carlos nobody would suspect anything. I’ll be part of the Madrigals and get even more famous! Mi papa will be so proud!” The girl boasted. “Besides it’s not like I’m in love with Carlos, I’ll just be using him as an excuse for my plan, I could care less on how he feels in the end anyways, he’s just a waste of—“

SLAP!

A chorus of gasps echo through the market. The girl, Anahi, falls to the floor. Grasping her cheek that you slapped. She looks at you with shock.

“You best not finish that or I’ll slap your mouth off el cabrón” you sneer.

“What the hell is wrong with you?! Are you crazy?!” She exclaimed. Standing abruptly and dusting off her skirt, you cross your arms as you glare.

“You know exactly what you did, don’t think I didn’t hear you and your dumb plan”

Anahi’s face turns red as she sneers. “You’ll pay for that!”

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Carlos, on rare days, was as peaceful as a lake. Today was one of those days. He was off of his chores, nobody was there to disturb him either.

It was just him, casita, and the oh so beautiful silence.

He sighs happily on his hammock. Closing his eyes, slowly relaxing his body, as he feels sleep start to take over his body of course his moment was ruined with his twin brother slamming through his room.

“caRLOSSS”

The said male yelps, falling off his hammock and face planting on the floor. Groaning in pain, he looks up with annoyance. “What the fuck, Camilo! Can't you see it’s my free day?”

“I don’t care!” His twin exclaimed. Yanking his brother’s arm as he dragged Carlos out of his room and out of the Casita.“(Y/n) is in a fight! She’s going to kill Anahi!”

“Who??”

“The baker’s daughter, keep up!” Camilo exclaimed once again, worry lacing his tone.

Carlos blinks. Slowly grinning as he sees the plaza in his sight. Oh this was going to be fun.

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“Let go of my hair, tu psicópata!” Anahi screams in agony.

You grin. Pulling on her locks even harder. “Not until you apologize for what you said” you say, making sure to pin her down so she wouldn’t move.

“eres una mujer loca! ¡quítate de encima!”

“I may be crazy but at least I’m a decent human being! Ahora discúlpate, perra!” You shout at her. Pulling on her hair again. Anahi lets out a painful scream.

Alejandra who was stood frozen the entire time finally moved. Yanking you off Anahi. As she pushed you away.

“Oh come on now, Alejandra, I wouldn’t want to ruin that pretty face of yours” You grin. Alejandra flushes, her face turning red as she glared angrily. You wipe dirt on your face. “But oh well, too late now” you move forward and throw a pretty hard punch at her.

Meanwhile, Carlos and Camilo stand at the sidelines.

“A-Aren’t you going to stop her?” Camilo whispered. Staring at his brother who was staring in amusement at the fight.

“I wanna see where this goes first”

“Carlos! We’ll get in trouble with mami!”

“Okay okay!” He grumbled, moving forward and shoving pass the onlookers.

When he reaches towards your figure. He wraps an arm around your waist, effortlessly pulling you off the two girls you were beating up. Carlos calmly starts dragging you away from the scene as people began to whisper amongst themselves, You on the other hand, was annoyed.

“Hey— let go!” You yell, struggling”

“C’mon, Corazon, you got ‘em”

“I told you to stop calling me that you—hey!” You yelp. As he drags you away, harshly tugging on your arm. “Be gentle you fucking—“

“I would be gentle if you would just stop struggling you tonto!” He hissed. Glaring. You gasp in disbelief. “Don’t call me a tonto you’re the tonto!”

“Oh my god shut up!”

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The walk back to Casita was as always, filled with arguing when you two were together. It wasn’t anything new really, it’s been like this since you've been kids. As Carlos brings you to the Casita, and to the kitchen you try to push his arm on your waist away but fail to do so.

“You can let go now” you grumble.

He only hums, as he sits you down. Shoving his Tia’s arepa in your mouth. You frown, getting a sense of deja vu.

“So” he begins. Crossing his arms as he leans on the table next to you. “Why were you fighting those two?”

You choke.

“Woah, hey now! Slow down” he says. Giving you a glass of water in which you gulp down in one go. “Why do you want to know?” You glare.

He shrugs. “It seemed like a pretty big deal to you,” he relies. “You were pretty adamant on beating them up, Corazon”

“I told you to stop calling me that”

“I’ll continue calling you that just to piss you off” Carlos smirks.

You groan in dismay. As you keep on chewing on the arepa. “So, you gonna tell me the reason?” Carlos asks again.

You scoff. “As if”

A silence falls between you two. Neither comfortable nor awkward. Usually the two of you would be arguing left and right. You sigh, looking away from the boy.

“They were talking bad about you,” you say, quietly.

Carlos lets out a surprised noise. Staring at you with wide eyes, making your face burn with embarrassment. “You’re…kidding? Right?” He gapes. You grunt, shaking your head. “i’m not..” you huff, scooting further away from him.

“Oh no, you’re not going anywhere, Corazon” he grinned. Grabbing you by the waist. You yelp, as he brings you closer. You hide your face with your hands.

“Awe, is mi tonto embarrassed?” He teased. Poking your hands. “That’s so sweet of you, defending me!” He laughs.

“Shut up! I was just..!”

“Ah ah, nooo, you can’t deny it now!” He cuts you off. Trapping you. As he tries to remove your hands from your face. “Cmon lemme see you” he snickered.

Slowly but surely he successfully removes your hands from your face. He laughs. “You’re so red right now!”

You try to shove him away. “Shut up!” You exclaim, slapping his shoulder. “Keep that up and I’ll think you’re in love with me” he says, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Ughh, you’re so gross!” You yell, turning away as you leave the kitchen.

“Oh come on, mi tonto, don’t be like that!” He yells out trying to catch up to you, as you behind to leave the casita.

“Fuck you, Carlos!”

“Oh come on, you love me!”

A loud laugh and a groan of annoyance fills the Casita. Things were definitely looking up.

#hermit_stories #carlos madrigal #carlos madrigal x reader #encanto #x reader #camilo madrigal

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camileeon · 2 years

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CERES' ENCANTO MASTERLIST

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CARLOS MADRIGAL! (500 SPECIAL!)

° SPARKS FLY! (Carlos x GN!Reader)

•CAMILO MADRIGAL•

° PRACTICE FICS (Camilo x Fem!Reader)

1 and 2

° MY HEART'S YOURS. (Camilo x Fem!Reader)

° MISCHEVIOUS ANTICS: (Camilo x GN!Reader)

° IN YOUR ARMS ( Camilo x GN!Reader)

° SHY SHY SHY (Camilo x GN!Reader)

° A BEDTIME CONFESSION (Camilo x GN!Reader)

° TINTED AFFECTION (Camilo x Fem!Reader)

° THE CAMELION'S MARIPOSA (Camilo x GN!Reader)

° LIPSTICK STAINS (Camilo x GN!Reader)

° MAKE IT REAL (Camilo x GN!Reader)

° SOFT SPOTS (Camilo x GN!Reader)

° RAIN ON ME (Camilo x GN!Reader)

° ABRACADABRA! (Camilo x Fem!Reader)

° KISS ME MORE (Camilo x GN!Reader)

° SUNFLOWER (Camilo x GN!Reader)

° SIGNAL (Camilo x Fem!Reader)

° ONLY YOU (Camilo x GN!Reader)

° BEDHEAD BEAUTIES (Camilo x GN!Reader)

° WON'T SAY I'M IN LOVE (Camilo x Fem!Reader)

° FATE? (Camilo x GN!Reader)

° DANCIN' (Camilo x GN!Reader)

° TASTE OF LOVE (Camilo x MaleReader)

° SUNKISSES(D) (Camilo x GN!Reader)

° SECONDS (Camilo x GN!Reader)

° UNDER THAT SAME STARRY NIGHT (Camilo x GN!Reader)

° I WISH YOU LOVE (Camilo x Male Reader!)

° EDEN OF WILD FLOWERS (Camilo x FTM Reader)

° MORE THAN A WOMAN (Camilo x Fem!Reader)

ISABELA MADRIGAL

° HER CLUMSY CORAZON (Isabela x GN!Reader)

LUISA MADRIGAL

° A BRAWN'S BREAK (Luisa x AFAB Reader)

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hungrywriter · 2 years

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Fixer Upper

Carlos Madrigal x gn!reader

Inspired by Frozen’s fixer upper lol (here is the link)

Sing along.. its more fun that way!

“OH MY GOD!” Mirabel’s voice screeched out throughout the house. The whole madrigal grandkids heard this and at once, all of them ran towards Mirabel’s room. Luisa kicked down the door, Isabella summoned some vines from the floor and Antonio called some animals into the room. Dolores and Camilo grabbed the nearest thing they could find and held up to their faces. However, when they entered, there was no intruder or danger, just a very flustered Y/n on the bed and Mirabel laughing on the floor. Mirabel heaved a sigh as she stood up from the floor.

“Guys, it's the 5th time this week and it's only Wednesday. I told you I am fine now. Nothing is hurting me anymore,” Mirabel assured them. The grandkids relaxed and asked what the commotion was about. Mirabel was about to answer when Y/n interrupted her, saying that it was nothing. Mirabel stifled a laugh but she blurted the truth anyway.

“Y/n has a crush on Carlos!” She said, giggling. Y/n’s eyes widened and looked around. Thankfully, Carlos was nowhere to be found. They smiled sheepishly as they examined the grandkids' shocked faces. They couldn't believe someone as sweet as Y/n would fall in love with the menace. All of them started asking them questions at the same time.

“Why him?”

“You could have chosen someone else”

“My brother? Seriously?”

“I know, I know, I don't know why I like him either. Besides I don't think he likes me anyway,” Y/n stammered while fidgeting with their shirt. Hearing this, the grandkids all stopped talking at once.

Isabela: “What's the issue dear? Why are you holding back on such a man? Is it the clumpy way he walks?”

Luisa: “Or the grumpy way he talks?”

Camilo: “Or the pear-shaped, square-shaped weirdness of his feet?”

Mirabel: “And though we know he washes well, he always ends up sort of smelly”

Dolores : “But you'll never meet a fellow who's as sensitive and sweet!”

Madrigal Fam: “So he's a bit of a fixer-upper, so he's got a few flaws”

Camilo: “Like his peculiar brain-dear, his thing with the reindeer”

Luisa: “That's a little outside of nature's laws!”

Madrigal Fam: “So he's a bit of a fixer-upper, but this we're certain of”

Madrigal Fam: “You can fix this fixer-upper with a little bit of love!”

Y/n: “Can we please stop talking about this?”

Isabela: “Nope! So, tell me dear, is it the way that he runs scared,”

Dolores: “or that he's socially impaired?”

Antonio: “Or that he only likes to tinkle in the woods?” (Ew!)

Camilo: “Are you holding back your fondness due to his unmanly blondeness?”

Mirabel: “Or the way he covers up that he's the honest goods?”

Madrigal Fam:

“He's just a bit of a fixer-upper, he's got a couple of bugs”

“His isolation is confirmation of his desperation for human hugs”

“So he's a bit of a fixer-upper, but we know what to do!”

“The way to fix this fixer-upper is to fix him up with you!”

Unbeknownst to the madrigal family, Carlos was at your family bakery shop. Coincidentally, he too was talking about you.

“Yeah…about Y/n, I think Jose wants to ask them out,” Carlos muttered as he looked at Y/n’s family.

Father: “So they’re a bit of a fixer-upper,”

Older Bro #1: “That's a minor thing.”

Older Bro #2: “Their quote ‘friendship' is a flex arrangement.”

Younger sister: “And by the way I don't see no ring!”

Father: “So they’re a bit of a fixer-upper,”

Older Bro #1: “Their brain's a bit betwixt.”

Older Bro #2: “Get the man, Jose, out of the way and”

“The whole thing will be fixed!”

Carlos looked at the male family members dumbfoundedly. He can’t get Jose out of the picture without upsetting anyone. He sighed, there was no way he could make Y/n fall for a person like him. Just on cue, Y/n’s mother came in and gently pulled him away from the men and kitchen. She sat him down and gave him some pastries she just baked.

Mrs L/n:

“We're not saying' you can change them,

'Cause people don't really change.

We're only saying that love's a force

That's powerful and strange.

People make bad choices if they're mad,

Or scared, or stressed.

Throw a little love their way”

As she said this, she retrieved a box of chocolates from the refrigerator and a bouquet of flowers for Carlos that he hadn't even noticed was there. With a gentle nod, she gave it to him. The flowers and chocolates were Y/n's favorite gifts, Carlos realized. Perhaps this is the mother's way of letting him know he has her blessings. As he sat up straight on his chair, he felt a bit more confident.

Y/n’s family: “Throw a little love their way!”

Madrigal grandkids: “And you'll bring out their best!”

Both Families:

“True love brings out their best!

Everyone's a bit of a fixer-upper,

That's what it's all about!

We need each other to raise

Us up and round us out.

Everyone's a bit of a fixer-upper,

But when push comes to shove.”

“The only fixer-upper fixer

That can fix up a fixer-upper is”

True! true!

True, true, true!

Love (True love)

Love, love, love, love, love

Love! (True love!)

True…

As the whole town joined in singing, both sides of the families quickly dressed them up and pushed them out the door and led them to the heart of the town; the fountain. Then Y/N hit somebody square in the chest. When they looked up, they noticed it was Carlos whose face was as red as his ruana. Both of them shyly looked away and there was an awkward silence between the teenagers.

“Listen Y/n. I know I’m not good-looking or the sweetest guy you’ve met. Look, I don’t wanna be a jerk. I know Jose is making moves on you but I'd be pissed at myself if I didn’t say this,” Carlos said. He calmed himself before continuing his confession. “I kinda wish something could happen between us. Romantic-styles. So I was wondering if you wanna go out with me?”

Y/n’s brain stopped working. They didn't know what to do so they dumbly nodded. Carlos' face lit up and he picked them up in his arms. After Y/n had a chance to process what had happened, they also broke into a smile. After Carlos set them down, he was embraced by his family and friends. He was so engrossed in his confession that he forgot that the whole town was watching him. The people congratulated him. Carlos was a little nervous, but felt someone's hand around him. Y/n grinned back at him when he looked over. Perhaps, the only way to fix a fixer upper is…

Love!

#carlos madrigal x reader #disney encanto #Encanto #Encanto x reader

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froggywritesstuff · 2 years

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖

Aw thank you anon!

In order it’s probably

First is ‘Eye Fucking’ (Anthony Ramos x male!reader), either because it’s the first Anthony x reader thing I’ve done, or it’s the longest fic I’ve ever done

2 is the first chapter of ‘Rivals’ (John Laurens x fem!reader) because I remember putting so much time and effort into that, and didn’t publish it until I was really happy with it

3 is ‘Are You In?’ (Carlos Madrigal x reader) because I’m a sucker for the fake dating trope (also ✨Carlos✨)

4 is ‘Sisters For Today’ (gender fluid Camilo Madrigal) because I’d never written about anything like that before, and I could easily see myself in Camilo’s situation

5 is Beautiful (Yandere!Philip Hamilton x reader) because recently I became too obsessed with yandere characters, and this is the first yandere thing I wrote

Tysm for this anon! I really enjoyed it 💖

#anon ♥️#froggy answers #fanfiction #froggy writes

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Gone for a Minute - Chapter One

[Bruno Madrigal x Male Reader]

a/n: hello my lovelies, tis myth! my leg hurts but here's your content <3 i'll probably edit this this weekend so heads up on that! chapter 2/part 3 will be out either tonight or tomorrow :)

edit 1: I FORGOT TO MENTION I MADE A PLAYLIST FOR THIS STORY! IT ISNT IN ANY SPECIFIC ORDER OR ANYTHING BUT THESE ARE SONGS THAT I ASSOCIATE WITH THE STORY

prologue link here :)

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It had been five years since Bruno left. Five years of living without your husband, five years of raising your children without their papá.

The triplets often asked about him. What he was like, where he is, when he'd be back. You always told them the truth.

You told them how kind and loving he was, how much he loved all three of them, how he could be shy at times, how he was often nervous to talk to people because of how they perceived his gift. You told them that you don't know where their father is, but you knew he'd be back soon. His words still rang in your ears every day: "I'll only be gone for a minute, promise."

You thought of him as you carried a heavy basket of sweets and fireworks back home from the village. He would've loved to see tonight.

"Tío!" Camilo yelled, noticing your bit of a struggle with the basket. He shapeshifted into you, (which was always a weird sight to see,) and held up the other end.

"Together!" He yelled. You smiled at your nephew.

"Thank you, Camilo. Together!"

Camilo had just recently turned ten years old. When he was little, he had "crowned" you as his favorite uncle. That always seemed to stick.

Even as a five-year-old, after Bruno disappeared, he would shapeshift just to help you with the triplets.

Finally, you made it back to the house and set the basket on a table.

"Thank you, Camilo, you're a big hel-"

"Camilo! Come help your cousins with the decorating!"

"Coming, Mami! Bye Tío!" He grinned and ran off, back as himself.

You couldn't even get through a sentence. That's how important today was.

You made your way up the stairs, lightly brushing your fingers over the beautiful flowers Isabella put there.

As soon as you opened the door to the nursery, chaos filled your ears.

"Dad! I can't get this silly dress on right!"

"I can't find my glasses, Dad!"

"How many people are going to be there?"

"Is Papá coming?"

"What if we don't get gifts like Mira?"

You heard a huff from under the covers at the last one. You knew tonight would be hard for your little niece.

"Whoa, whoa, slow down, mis pequeños!" You chuckled, helping Sofia with her dress.

"Let's take these one at a time. Mateo, I have your glasses right here. I'm sure most of the village will love to come to see you three, and if you don't get gifts," You sat down on Mirabel's bed. "We will still love you. You're still as special as anyone else." You pulled the covers down below her head and ruffled her hair.

You pulled Mateo, (who was holding a hairbrush out to you,) into your lap and started to tame his mane of hair. Carlos and Sofia both rambled on about what their gifts may be.

Mateo was quiet, which wasn't unusual for him, but he seemed different now. He chewed on his lip and held your free hand. He was just like his Papá.

"Mateo, mijo," You turned his face towards your own. "You'll do wonderfully. All of you will."

You kissed the top of his now-fully-brushed brown hair. He smiled and nodded, your words boosting his confidence.

"I bet mine's going to be the coolest!" Carlos shouted. And just like that, Mateo was chatting with his siblings again.

All three of them had the same toothy grin, which was so cute that anyone who saw it smiled themselves. They had freckles that spotted their face and arms from playing in the sun; kisses from the rays to compliment their skin.

You couldn't believe that they were five already. You loved these children with all of your heart, but five years seemed too long. They were still your babies.

"Dad! You never answered if Papá was going to be here!" Sofia told you, crossing her arms over her chest. Little firecracker.

"I'm not sure, mija," You kissed her cheek. "But I know that if he could, he'd be sitting here with us, so excited to see his babies get their gifts."

You kissed each of them on the top of their heads and looked them over one last time. Their white and gold outfits, their little smiles, their freckles, their curly hair.

You sighed happily, barely able to contain your tears.

"I love you three so, so much." You said, a fatherly smile on your face.

"I love you too!" They all said in unison, something that happened often with that particular phrase.

"Wait- Are you crying? Nooo, Dad! Stop!" Carlos wrapped his arms around your neck. The other two followed, wrapping themselves around your arms. It was always awkward to see your dad cry.

"Uhm... Tío?" The sweet voice of your little niece met your ears. "Casita says that it's time..."

The three pulled away, nervous once again, until you kissed them all on the cheeks.

"Thank you, Mirabel. Now, come on, all of you. We don't want to be late, now do we?" You stood and offered your hands out. Carlos took your left, Sofia took your right, and Mateo took Sofia's free hand.

"Mira?" You called out to her softly. "Aren’t you coming too?" She visibly brightened at your words and nodded firmly before grabbing Carlos' hand.

Then, together, you made your way downstairs.

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❝ Don't you dare . ❞

— goodbye, goodlife, i accidentally uploaded this on my alt account 😃... + i don't usually write like this so i apologize if its ???? bad lmao

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∿ pairings :

carlos madrigal x gn!reader

∿ summary :

Carlos absolutely adores [Name], but is forced to keep his feelings to himself.

∿ warnings :

sad carlos :(

∿ genre :

angst ☂

∿ this will be written in :

third person pov .

∿ Songfic .

∿ Reminders :

I am not fluent in spanish, anything said in this language is translated from Google.

This is not proofread. If you spot any grammar/spelling mistakes, please do inform me.

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don't you dare, make me fall in-love with you

don't you dare, enchant me with those eyes

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There they stood in all their glory, gracing everyone with their presence. Carlos often found himself entranced by just the mere sight of them, stopping whatever he was doing just to stare.

Of course they'd notice, giving him a little smile everytime, and god forbid that beautiful smile, he swore he felt his knees shake and heart flutter with just even a simple look from their eyes.

Oh and their eyes, the oh so pretty eyes. The perfect shade of [E/C], ones he could get lost in forever, and he wouldn't complain. He longed to prolong their brief interactions, he wanted more than just their gaze.

He desired more, if not all of them. Their flaws, their voice, their laughter, everything. But he feared that feeling of rejection, that very thing that could shatter his ego, more so his heart. So there he stood, eyeing them with his dark velvet eyes that practically begged for even just a fraction of their attention.

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if i fell through your skies, there's no way you would catch me

there's a tear in my heart, but your patch wouldn't match me

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Carlos knew the very moment his brother kissed their cheek that he never stood a chance. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of pain, nor could he control the thoughts that fogged his already degrading mind.

He hated it. Those bouquet's his brother gave them, those short love notes he'd send everyday, those pretty names he'd call them. He despised it.

And he felt conflicted, guilty that he felt this way. He should be happy for the both of them, but he just couldn't. Instead, he felt envy, wishing he was his brother. Golden boy Camilo, of course it was him. It was always him.

Carlos knew it was selfish as he held the note in his hands firmly, but he needed to let out his feelings or else he'd self-destruct. It wasn't like they needed to know anyway. He'll be the secret admirer, and forever will he be secret.

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being near you still adds to the size of my sighs

there's still seismic events of hellos and goodbyes

and I still need reminders of why it's unwise to stare

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[Name] spoke about Camilo so highly, the male couldn't help but reek of jealousy. Camilo this, Camilo that, he was getting sick of hearing his brother's name at this point.

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“Camilo is so sweet,”

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They grinned, a blush adorning their porcelain face as they gushed about his brother. Carlos sighed, visibly irritated as his brows furrowed, his scowl deepening.

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“Ah, I'm so sorry! You must've gotten tired of my rambling, I apologize.”

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No, it wasn't their rambling that made him in such a sour mood. He loved to hear their voice, he'd listen to that wonderful harmony with no complaint. But just the mention of his brother, it agitates him. He was amazing, he'd admit, but his name being uttered by such a beauty? He didn't deserve.

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“It's nothing, [Name]. Just remembered something.”

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Their name rolled off his tongue so perfectly, god, he could say that all day. Everything about them was so beautiful, so heavenly.

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“Oh, there's a note?”

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Carlos' eyes peered over to where they were gazing at, noticing a pink note stuck on their locker. He pursed his lips in both nervousness and anticipation, though masked it immediately.

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“From my brother, isn't it?”

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[Name] shook their head, reading the neatly written letter in their hands, eyes going slightly wide.

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“No, it's not. He always draws a small chameleon at the end.”

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They frowned, before looking around the hall, as if to try and find the culprit of the note. Carlos couldn't help but stare, adoring the [H/C] haired at whatever they do.

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“Ah, mi vida! There you are,”

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A voice boomed from behind them, making their already shining [E/C] light up, immediately whipping their head towards the source of the voice. That was Carlos' cue to stop staring, turning his head to see the very person he envied with all his being.

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“What's this?”

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Camilo eyed the note curiously, slightly tilting his head. He surprisingly couldn't feel the death stare his twin was giving him, who grit his teeth,

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“Well, this seems to be none of my business, so I'll be on about my merry way.”

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Carlos gave the two a forced smile, whilst tucking a hand inside his pocket, waving his other hand lazily as he walked away. The male couldn't bare the sight of the pair together. As he left them, he let out a breath, both of relief and frustration.

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so don't you dare

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Never had he thought he'd feel this way towards his brother, it wasn't that he hated him, no. He genuinely loved his twin, and he wanted him to be happy.

But that doesn't mean Carlos can't be, he'd always been the one to sacrifice his happiness just so his brother could be. He'd always been his shadow, always second choice.

He so badly wanted to sweep [Name] off their feet, do the things Camilo would do to them. Gifting them gifts, loving them, going on dates, he wanted to so bad.

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don't you dare, make me fall in-love with you

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But he knew he had to keep his feelings to himself, for the sake of their happiness. He'd seen the way they looked at his brother, so full of love. And he can never get the same look from them, never.

He's okay though, he feels okay. They didn't need to know who sent the note, and he would never let them know.

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just get out of my daydreams, you're an unwelcomed guest

and stop making me miss you, 'cause you leaving's for the best

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They were always on his mind, constantly, as if they were haunting him. He'd have fantasies of what could've been, what they could've been. Carlos felt so helpless.

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Leave me alone.

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But he couldn't let them go. If they were to try and leave his thoughts, he'd painfully pull them back, even if it hurt.

And it did hurt, a lot, wreaking the shards of his heart further and further. But it was fine, it was the closest thing he'd get, and he'd take it. Take it and carve them onto his mind, making him believe it was real, it was the only way he could get by.

Carlos Madrigal was just that desperate.

It was so painful, everytime he'd realize it wasn't true, not real. He craved someone, someone that could never be his.

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'cause I just couldn't stand having you as my crutch

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It was agonizing. His mind being only about them. He begged for them to stop, why can't they stop? He loved them, but it did more harm than good.

Everytime someone would utter just a single thing that could relate to them, he can't help but feel his stomach drop, having the urge to cry his eyes out again.

He couldn't concentrate, either. They were always there, he'd always catch a glimpse of them, and everything reminds him of them.

He didn't understand why it had to hurt this much, or why he had to suffer this much. What did he do?

He fell for someone he can't have.

That's what he did.

And he can't take it anymore, the thought of them. They were killing him, and they weren't even aware. It felt as though his gut was being mauled by a tiger, and his eyes burned from all the crying he's done. It was all because of them, [Name].

So he's decided to avoid them at all costs.

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you're a simmering stovetop i was tempted to touch

if you ever return, it'll burn me too much to bear

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Carlos wanted to hear their voice again. He wanted to see their smiling face, even if it that smile wasn't for him.

He missed them already.

But he can't, he's going to let them go, or else he'd continue suffering. Does he really need to let someone who he never even had, go?

He didn't want to, he wanted to be with them for eternity. The problem was, the world wouldn't let them. Someone he'd desired so passionately, he wasn't supposed to fall for them in the first place.

It was a mistake.

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so don't you dare

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Carlos hugged his knees, not finding the energy to be able to walk towards the washroom anymore, not even caring as he cried at a small corner inside an unoccupied room.

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“What are we gonna do about the note, though?”

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The pair walked over the corner Carlos was hiding in, as he tried to conceal his sniffles, a hand over his mouth.

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“Yeah.. I've already sent them a reply. I'm just not sure if they received it.”

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He let out a shakey breath, clutching the crumpled paper in his hands. He wanted to get out of there, placing the piece of paper inside his pockets, hurriedly wiping his tears.

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“I do feel bad, but you're the only I love, the only one I'll ever love, 'milo.”

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Carlos bit his lip to hold back a sob, god that hurt a lot. He knows! He fucking knows that they'll never love him, so stop reminding him every single time!

His heart ached so bad, wounded by who he called the prettiest once again. It wasn't as deep as the others, but it still stung. It added to the already excruciating pain, to the many scars he'd already carried.

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and before my heart becomes amelia's heir, i need to clip it's wings

so don't you dare keep mocking me with those thousand little things that i adore

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Carlos knew he still hasn't let go of the [H/C] haired, seeing as his heart was somehow still able to flutter as they sung.

Sung for his twin.

He hoped Camilo knew how lucky he was, for having such an ethereal person beside him.

They managed to have the whole audience's mouth agape, including his. Their voice was a dream, it was paradise. Even better than paradise.

He couldn't help but smile adoringly as they almost tripped on their feet, couldn't help but admire.

And neither could he help but frown as his brother danced with them on the stage, both in sync with their movements, having the same loving look towards each other. It was evident how in-love the two were.

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let me ignore you, don't let me care

and don't you dare leave me still in-love with you

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He fled, off somewhere. Just somewhere he can be alone. He couldn't bare seeing the two.

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Nothing's fair when love is war,

and i just can't endure anymore of the fight,

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The clouds roared as they cried, it was as if they were trying to comfort the boy.

Taking off his mask, Carlos couldn't care less about the competition anymore, so he threw the designed plastic, going off to where his feet would take him.

Just anywhere far from there.

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when the casualties rise with my heart rate each night,

though i know i'm to blame for the glances i'd steal,

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He reached an isolated park, which no one seemed to go to anymore.

So there he stood, soaking under the rain's water, alone. His velvet coat he took off, as he stared at the puddle of liquid below him, meeting his reflection.

Carlos was never one to cower away, but he always ran. Ran from everything, but will face anything that comes in his way.

It was different, this time. He both ran away, and cowered away. It was no wonder [Name] could barely even look his way, seeing how much of an angel they are, while he couldn't exactly say the same for himself.

Carlos was left to ponder, will he be able to get out of his hellhole they call love?

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for the time i kept pretending it's real

and now that it's ending, i still have more feelings to spare,

but don't you dare,

don't you dare .

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