#disney x reader
ssadumba55 · a day ago
From Afar (Bruno Madrigal X Reader)
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Request: None! This is my gift to you all for being gone for so long. This movie cured my writer's block and made me feel really good so I really wanted to write something for it. Hope you all enjoy! Looking forward to reopening the request box soon!
There was something odd about Bruno Madrigal.
Not in a bad way, no, heavens no! You had been fascinated with him as long as you could remember. Growing up in the Encanto meant you saw him quite often, but he was always tailed by his sisters, Julieta and Pepa. Even when he wasn’t, he was surrounded by other villagers, who lined up to have their futures read. If you were braver, maybe you would have joined them, just to be able to talk to him. But you weren’t, so you watched from the sidelines as he did his thing, then continued on doing yours.
Then one day he disappeared and the entire town moved on, including the rest of the Madrigal family. In fact, the only real proof he still existed was the mural of the Madrigal’s that was painted in town. If not for that and the fact that you had practically grown up with him from afar, you might not have ever known he existed in the first place.
You tried to forget him during the decade he was gone, but you couldn’t. It was hard to forget an unrequited crush like that. Especially when you never got the chance to see if he felt the same way. You tried your best to move on, living your life as best as you could.
“Hey, (Y/n)! Are you coming?” Your friend popped up from behind the shelf you were stacking things on, scaring the hell out of you and causing a large amount of the stuff in your arms to fall all over the floor. Slightly annoyed, you bent to pick the stuff up.
“I have to rearrange the store, remember?”
She pouted, helping you pick stuff up off the floor. “But the Madrigal’s need us, they’re rebuilding their home! And I heard some rumors floating around that Bruno Madrigal is back…”
You groaned, what a dumb rumor. He was definitely long gone, probably somewhere where nobody knew his name. He’s definitely out there happy somewhere… but the curiosity got the better of you, dropping your things on one of the tables.
“I guess I can do this later…”
She whooped, grabbing your arm and pulling you out of the shop into the crowd of people heading to help the Madrigals with their home.
By the time you reached the rubble of what was once the Madrigal family home, your friend had disappeared into the crowd. People were getting to work all around you, finding things to do and making themselves useful. This was a mistake! With all these people working, it would get done twice as fast, they didn’t need you! You’d just drag the workload down.
“Hey! Are you here to help?” Mirabel Madrigal was bouncing around, helping in any way she could. She must’ve spotted you standing awkwardly not knowing what to do.
You were about to make an excuse about having to do something back home when she pointed over her shoulder. “Camilo could use your help with the foundation stuff!”
You followed where she pointed, searching for her cousin, mentally kicking yourself for not turning around and going back home. The only reason you’d come here in the first place was because Bruno was potentially here, and that clearly hadn’t been true at all….
“(Y/n)?” You hadn’t even noticed you’d nearly walked right into someone until you were stumbling back to not hit them, hands reached out to steady you. At first you thought it had to be your friend, she was the only one in town who really talked to you. But the hands gripping your arms were too slender to be her.
Slowly, you raised your head to see who it was that caught you and your stomach dropped. Bruno had a concerned look on his face, he was clearly worried about you. Words, you needed to say something but nothing would come out. His eyes darted away uncertainly, looking at something or someone over your shoulder.
“S- Sorry. I should’ve been watching where I was going. I nearly knocked you over,” he finally broke the awkward silence. Part of you wanted to laugh, this was insane. You’d been pining for him for a decade (longer than that) and this was the first thing he’d ever said directly to you. Not only that but he’d said your name, he knew your name? It wasn’t that big of a village so that wasn’t crazy, but you’d always kept to yourself and assumed he hadn’t noticed you.
“No! It’s my fault!” You pulled your arms away, laughing nervously. God have your palms been sweating this entire time? “Didn’t know you knew my name…”
He flushed, suddenly becoming very interested in the sandals on his feet.
“The foundation isn’t going to build itself!” Someone called, drawing your attention away from your long time crush and Camilo walked by, giving you a knowing look as he passed, yelling “On it!”
You directed your attention back to Bruno, expecting to see him awkwardly staring at the ground still but he wasn’t. He had his hood pulled over his head to cover his eyes.
“I’m Hernando! I’m not scared of anything!” He was making his voice deeper. There was something odd about Bruno, but you couldn’t help but be amused by it.
You laughed. “Sorry, Hernando. My apologies. I was just wondering if I could talk to Bruno though. It’s just been a long time since I’ve seen him and I’ve finally worked up the courage to tell him something important.”
There was a hesitation, his voice wavering between Bruno and Hernando as he spoke next.
“Wouldn’t you rather talk to someone else?”
“Not really.”
Slowly, he raised his hands to lower his hood, fidgeting with his hands nervously. You didn’t blame him, the entire village had been against him since he was a child and his own family had moved on when he’d left as if nothing had ever happened. He probably wasn’t used to people wanting to talk to him.
“I just… This is embarrassing. I’ve had this thing for you for a while and I know we don’t know each other very well, but I’d like to. If that’s okay?”
His face flushed again and he took a deep breath, holding it for a moment before speaking. “Yes. I- me too. I’ve liked you for a while too, but I thought you didn’t feel the same because you always stood on the side… you never came to talk to me… I thought you were afraid of me like everyone else.”
“Hey lovebirds, are you two gonna help or am I going to do this all alone!” Camilo called, crossing his arms over his chest. Bruno winced, turning to glare at his nephew.
You took his hand, laughing. “Come on, we can talk about this later.”
Bruno swallowed nervously, looking down at your hands intertwined. That was new. But he liked it, he was tired of loving you from afar.
Little did he know you felt the same way.
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camilosnovia · a day ago
can i have yandere platonic encanto with a reader who can control time please?
Yandere Platonic! Camilo, Isabela and Dolores
Note: Hello anon! Thank you for this request, I noticed I am getting a lot of platonic requests😅
Pairs: Yandere! Camilo Madrigal x sister!reader, Yandere! Isabela Madrigal x sister!reader and Yandere! Dolores Madrigal x sister!reader (Platonic!)
Type: Yandere, Platonic and Headcanons
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Camilo Madrigal
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Camilo was 9 months old when you were born.
He radiates overprotective brother vibes.
He would be suspicious of everyone you knew.
Your boyfriend/girlfriend.
Your best friend(s)
Your friends.
If any of them insulted you.
They would be counted as missing the next day.
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Isabela Madrigal
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Now, Isa is a bit different.
She acts like she hates you.
But she actually really cares about you.
A bit too much…
Isabela likes to look at you while you are talking to someone you know.
She’s afraid that they will hurt you emotionally or physically.
If they did, Isa will not kill them at first but torture them.
She just wants to protect her little sister.
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Dolores Madrigal
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Now Dolores is fun to hang with if she’s your sister.
When you two play tag you would use your gift and stop time and run to another spot making it harder for Dolores to catch you.
But she doesn’t watch you from afar or anything.
She can just use her gift to listen if someone is hurting you.
If someone did, Dolores will torture them with high-pitched sounds making their ears bleed and go deaf.
Thank you for reading!
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kram6496 · 2 days ago
A Simple Act
Elsa x Reader
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You had been dating the Queen of Arendale, Queen Elsa, for a while now. When out in public, you must present a regal air about your relationship. At least that’s what the council said. Behind the closed doors of the castle however it’s a different story.
You and Elsa love spending the hours talking, reading, making s’mores and whatever else you want to do.
The only problem is that Elsa still won’t really let you hold her hand or kiss you. Every time you reach for her hand, she almost pulls away.
“I-I don’t want to hurt you“ she’ll say, her eyes darting back and forth. No matter how long it takes, you’ll find some way to show her how much you love her. And you might have just the solution.
You walk quietly through the halls of the castle towards the Queen’s study only to get stopped by Olaf.
“Hey (Y/N)!“ The excited snowman shouts, “where ya off to?“
“To surprise Elsa“ you explain, “try to keep everyone away from the study.“
The snowman nods before running down the halls shouting, “Everyone stay away from the Queen’s study!!!”
You enter the study room to find Elsa pouring herself over the different laws, decrees, treaties, and various requests of her townsfolk. You can practically see the stress eating away at her porcelain face.
“Good morning my Queen“ you say with a smile and a bow.
“And what can I do for my humble consort today?“ Elsa responds with a smile.
“All I ask is that my Queen trust me“ you walk around the desk and towards her. You get down on your knees, “to trust me as much as I trust her.“
You gently take her hand, Elsa almost freezes up, “I-I don’t want to hurt you (Y/N) you’re the one good thing I have.“
“You can’t hurt me Elsa.“ you look her in those aqua blue eyes of hers, “being apart from you is what hurts the most. Please trust me. Close your eyes.“
Elsa huffs but she does as you say. With her eyes shut, you push in close and give her cute button nose, a nose rub. Your nose against hers, a small little gesture.
A small giggle escapes your Queen’s mouth. She opens her eyes and looks into your very soul.
“I love you Elsa,“ you tell her, “and I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to prove it.“
“You already have. Time and time again“ Elsa says on the verge of tears as she launches herself into your arms. Her arms wrap tightly around your neck.
“I love you (Y/N)“ she whispers in your ear. You lean your forehead against hers, simply enjoying this quiet moment. Your only wish is to have more moments just like it, this little piece of heaven.
Olaf walks in a second later with Sven not far behind. “I wonder why (Y/N) didn’t want anyone in Elsa’s study...oh OK I see why now.“ He shuts the door a second later.
Elsa was not afraid after that day to hold your hand or give you a kiss. You take it one day at a time, you’re just glad that those days are spent interlocking your fingers with hers.
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bozowrites · 7 hours ago
a,b, and j for camilo pls?
letters : a, b and j.
character : camilo madrigal
a/n : done my exams so expect some fanfics 👌
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A is for Affection (how do they like to show affection?)
hugs, hand holding, pecks on the cheek. anything and everything honestly.
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B is for Beauty (what do they admire about their s/o?)
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J is Jealousy (do they get jealous?)
from time to time, and it's morso on the insecure side. he doesn't like to make it obvious, but he isn't great at hiding it either. just give him a peck and he'll be all good :)
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squeamishdionysus · 28 days ago
can i kiss you?
Pairing: Camilo Madrigal x Reader
TW: none to note
Summary: you never get tired of kissing your boyfriend, and Camilo never gets tired of being kissed.
Pronouns: The reader is female and uses she/her pronouns in this story.
Notes: first fic in a while! more camilo stuff on the way and requests for Encanto x readers are now open!
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Today was a special day. It was the first day in weeks that Camilo wasn't completely busy with chores around town, and one of the few days where the two of you had an opportunity to just do whatever you two pleased.
The day had started with Camilo bringing you some arepas his tia had made, sharing a whole plateful with you while you walked through town. His brother, Antonio, had recently shown him a beautiful hiding place near the Encanto's mountains, one where you could see the entire town from. He had wanted to take you there ever since, and today, he planned just to do that.
When you finished your last arepa, you two were already passed the edges of the town, and getting close to the bottom of the mountains.
"You did remember to bring a blanket, right?" you asked him, swinging his hand back and forth gently as you walked. Camilo nodded, gesturing to the bag he had on his other shoulder.
"Yep! Mirabel made a new quilt for me this week, so I just brought my old one."
You giggled and leaned against his shoulder.
"I'm surprised you're even this prepared," you teased, and he rolled his eyes.
"Oh, it gets worse," he said sarcastically. "I brought water and extra snacks, too!"
You gasped dramatically, placing a hand on your chest and bumping your hips into him lightly.
"who are you, and what you have you done with my 'Milo!"
He gave you a wicked grin and spun away from you, his arms bending to resemble the claws of a maniacal villain.
"Ah, you have caught me, senorita! I am not Camilo, I am-"
He straightened his back and threw his arms to the sky, his body shifting and morphing dramatically into a familiar looking middle aged man, holding his arms out in a large wave.
"Jose! The local carpenter!"
You burst out laughing at that, knowing the many times you had injured Jose while helping him move furniture around Encanto. Camilo knew how embarrassing it was whenever you did that, but never failed to tease you for it regardless.
"Camilo! You're so mean!" you laughed, walking up to him and wrapping an arm around him as he shifted back into himself. "i wouldn't be surprised if he was out to get me at this point, though. Did you see his nose after that bookshelf fell on him?"
Camilo winced, the image of Jose's swollen, broken nose filling his mind as he remembered the awful incident that had happened only earlier that week.
"ugh, yeah... it took quite a few arepas for that to get better."
You cringed, laughing awkwardly as you rested your head on his shoulders.
"I'm seriously impressed that you packed so much just for a hike."
A smug grin came across the curly-haired boy's features as he gave a nonchalant shrug.
"Oh, you know my mama! She made me pack most of the snacks and water, just in case."
You chuckled, already picturing Pepa dragging Camilo back to the house to make sure he packed everything she deemed necessary. She was such a caring and doting mother, and you were lucky that she not only looked after Camilo, but you as well.
"I think its sweet how much she cares about you."
"Between you and me, she seemed more worried about you."
He transformed quickly into a shorter version of his mother (just so you could keep your head on his shoulder).
"If you let anything happen to my future daughter-in-law, Camilo, the Encanto will be flooded for weeks!"
You flushed hearing the words "future daughter-in-law," smiling softly and avoiding Camilo's eyes.
"Did... did she really call me that?"
Camilo gave you a soft look and slowly transformed back into himself, giving you a small "mhm," and squeezing your waist.
"She's done it many times before, ever since you came over for dinner a while back."
You grinned, looking back up at him.
"It makes me really happy to know that."
He gives you a small kiss on your temple, slowly slipping out of your grip.
"I'm glad, mi vida," he says softly, taking your hand and showing you the bottom of one of the many mountains surrounding the Encanto. he slung the bag on his shoulders to his back and lead you forward to the side of the mountain, letting go of your hand to hook his on one of the many vines growing up it. He glanced back at you and smiled.
"Follow me!"
And so you did, allowing Camilo to lead you up the short climb to this hiding spot he had been waiting to show you, eventually pulling you up to a small part of the mountain that jutted out. When you finally got a chance to look around, you realized just how beautiful the spot was, with smooth ground below your feet and captivating trees and plants growing all around and above you. You smiled brightly at Camilo, who was taking the blanket out of his bag and laying it on the ground. He gestured to it gentlemanly, waiting for you to take your place and lie down.
You chuckled, taking your time to lie down and take in the view above you. The trees framed a round picture of the clear blue sky, in which you could see toucans and hummingbirds flying from tree to tree and flower to flower. it was truly a sight to behold and you were still surprised Camilo had even managed to find it.
Soon, Camilo had taken his place beside you, taking your hand in his yet again and giving it a gentle squeeze. You turned to him and gave him your most sincere smile.
"This place is amazing, Camilo."
He chuckled, his brown eyes staring deep into yours.
"I'm glad you like it so much, mi amor."
He looked down at your hand intertwined with his, and he slowly brought them up to his face, placing a gentle kiss on the back of your palm. You giggled again, a blush creeping up your face. You slipped out of his hand to hold the side of his face, taking a minute to just admire the boy in front of you. His wonderfully curly hair and adorable nose, and those eyes you could get lost in for hours. The freckles that dusted the bridge of his nose that you often counted when the two of you were alone, and the soft lips that could render you defenseless with a kiss.
As you brushed your thumb across his cheek, you shyly asked a small question.
"Can I kiss you?"
Camilo's smile faltered a bit as he became flustered at the question, a pink hue crossing across his freckles. However, his look of shock was quickly replaced with a dopey grin.
"Sure," he whispered excitedly, and with a swift movement, your lips were on his. The kiss was sweet and gentle, full of the love and admiration that you had for this boy. You felt his arms snake around your waist, pulling you in a warm embrace as he kissed you back. You could practically feel the smile on his face as he kissed you, and when you pulled away, you could've sworn his smile was glowing.
Camilo slowly opened his eyes again, a lovestruck look gleaming in his eye as he tucked a stray piece of hair behind your ear. you leaned into his touch, giving him an equally romantic look back.
It was amazing how much love this boy could have for you.
He felt his heart beat fast as you opened your mouth to ask him, "can I kiss you again?" and he laughed.
"Mi corazon, do you even have to ask?"
You giggled and rushed to meet his lips again, rolling over so that you were on top of him, placing kiss after kiss all over his lips and face. You dotted over every freckle, and Camilo smiled as you leaned back down to kiss his lips, a loud laugh emitting from his chest.
"Amor, it tickles!'
You gave him one last peck on the lips before leaning above him, looking down at the dopey grin spread across his face.
"Sorry! You're just so kissable, Camilo Madrigal!"
He gave you a skeptical look, combing his hand through your hair.
You sighed dramatically, feigning a distraught look on your face.
"Oh yes! It's just so hard to simply not kiss you," you kissed the tip of his nose, "every time we're together."
"Oh, trust me," he said, gently pressing yet another kiss to your lips. "I know exactly how you feel."
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cloud-9ine · 26 days ago
With or Without You
⤷ pairing - camilo madrigal x (fem) reader
⤷ fandom - encanto
⤷ warnings - very slight angst
⤷ summary - after leaving the mountains for nearly 10 years, you return to encanto, and return to camilo
⤷ notes - this takes place just after the events of the movie, so bruno is also here. actually a little less reader action in this, so i might fuck around and make a part 2. 
⤷ word count - 2.2k+
⤷ pt 1, pt 2
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“Tío Bruno, read my prophecy next!” Camilo barrelled into the room, gripping onto the older man’s ruana, who practically choked on his own surprise.
“C-Camilo, are you sure, mi sobrino?” Camilo nodded, brown curls bouncing against his warm skin, pearly whites peeking past his wide smile.
“Of course! If Dolores gets one, so do I! Ask about (Y/N)!” Bruno laughed, awkward smile creeping onto his face as he gently pried Camilo’s curled fingers from the dark green fabric. 
“Okay, but don’t hate the messenger.” He mumbled, crouching down to relay the sand and leaves he had just used for Dolores’ prophecy. Camilo flumped into the circle of sand, shuffling forward eagerly as his uncle sat himself in front of him. The leaves were set alight, weaving a gentle stream of smoke into the air as the sand began to raise, twirling around the pair in a whirlwind of electricity. 
Camilo’s eyes widened, darting to each and every vein of green that spiked through the sand, not noticing the furrowed brows of his uncle. 
“I see you...” Bruno mumbled, Camilo whipping around at his words. His eyes glowed a jade green, and Camilo followed his gaze to a blurry image of himself in the sand.
“Where’s (Y/N)?” He questioned, scouring the image for anything other than his own face, blurring and at some moments becoming unrecognisable. Bruno lowered his eyes, expression pinching in a sullen remorse.
“Lo siento, mi sobrino. It seems as though the two of you grow apart.” Camilo went silent, smile fading from his face. “Oh.” The sand settled once more, the young boy’s fading until there was nothing left. The two were silent for a moment, Bruno refusing to look at Camilo and Camilo deep in thought. 
“Well,” he exclaimed, scrambling to his feet while his little shoes slipped on the stone in Bruno’s room, “better make sure she keeps smiling in the mean time!” Bruno relaxed as Camilo bowed, beaming grin exposing a little gap where a baby tooth had fallen out. He turned to run out the room, legs unsteady in his hurry.
Bruno sighed, sweeping the sand up with his hands, gathering it into a small pile to the side of where he was sitting. Camilo was a good kid, and he could only hope that his prophecy was not one set in stone.
You were gone a few weeks later.
Camilo could still remember the day you left. The sun was blazing high in the sky, and he couldn’t have helped but to feel as though it should have been thunder and lightning. Such beautiful weather was unbefitting of the day he felt like rain. Of course, his own mother- ever supportive of Camilo- was able to bring about a few storm clouds to rain down on him as your family waved their goodbyes.
“I’ll be back before you know it, Camilo!”
Camilo remembered the day he turned 5 well. It was a day of celebration, of course, the day he got his gift. The townsfolk had gathered, as they always did. Camilo could remember the exact moment he reached the top of the stairs, for he had stopped. For a brief lapse of time, he looked out to the crowd. He had looked for you. For just a second, he had forgotten you had left. 
You promised you would be there, before you knew you were going to move. The two of you had been so excited, eagerly discussing the party that would happen afterwards. You were desperate to find out what his gift would be and to finally play in a room that wasn’t the nursery.
Despite the joyous occasion, from the flowers to the cheers of the townspeople and the warm embraces of his own family, Camilo couldn’t help but feel a little subdued. At such a great landmark, you were supposed to be here. That night, after the festivities, Camilo had spent the night back in the nursery with Mirabel. That night, she had gifted him a photo of the two of you, which he swore to keep with him at all times, so that he would never forget a single one of your features.
You’d be back soon.
As the years passed, the photo got more faded, and Camilo’s memories of you went along with it. Growing into his teenage years, he had grown out of his childhood puppy love, the image of you becoming less and less tangible, as if you were merely a whisper lost in the night, never having existed in the first place.
And yet still, when the news turned out that you were coming back, his heart almost stopped. 
Dolores was the one to expose the rumours, clambering to her chair at the dinner table with pink lips pursed in a small smile and eyes sparkling with a mirth that was often unfounded within her softer persona. Camilo sensed her excitement almost immediately, never untuned to his sibling’s emotions. 
“What has got you in such a good mood, hermana?” He questioned, the table quietening their chatter to listen to her response. 
“I heard the townsfolk say that la familia (L/N) is coming back.” She grinned, tone tinged with a fever uncommon for her disposition. The reaction was instant, Camilo’s height loosing about two feet as he shifted between himself and your four-year-old form (the one he had spent hours mulling over in the photo) with the occasional injection of Dolores’ figure jumbled between his transformations before they abruptly stopped with a bout of coughing, Camilo banging his fist against his chest in an attempt to quell the feeling.
Over his head sprouted a rainbow, his mother fanning her hands on her cheeks as Félix praised its colours with a beam. In the background, the shutters over Casita’s windows rapidly opened and shut themselves, the tiles surrounding the table rippling in some sort of way to convey joy. 
“Really?” Mirabel gasped, drumming her fingers on the table with wide eyes behind her glasses.
“Is that the family with Camilo’s friend?” Bruno questioned, eyes darting around to each of his sisters as he tried to untangle his memories. Julieta hummed in agreement, gentle smile on her lips.
“Yes, she was such a lovely child,” she mused. Pepa nodded in agreement, clasping her hands together with a dreamy sigh, the rainbow above her head shimmering in the sun.
“She was so wonderful for mi hijo.” Camilo felt heat rise to his cheeks at his mother’s words, trying in vain to rid himself of the embarrassment with a few chuckles. 
“Yeah,” Isabela drawled, fixing Camilo with a dark gaze from across the table, a sinister smirk painted onto her lips that made him nervous, “Camilo was really whipped, weren’t you, primo?” Her eyebrow twitched, and he couldn’t help as though this was payback for something he had done. He wasn’t about to backdown, though. 
“Oh yeah? Says the girl who was gonna marry a man she had spoken to twice, right, prima?” Isabela’s expression twisted, lip twitching in annoyance. In a flash, a sharp pain fired along his calf as a vine whipped him underneath the table. With a yelp, he shoved his chair back (almost falling if not for the way Casita moulded to stabilise him) and grabbed his leg, soothing the bruise with a pout.
“That’s different and you know it!” Isabela hissed, fiery gaze making the words Camilo wanted to say die in his throat. He resigned to just glaring, taking a little bite from an arepa that Julieta passed him. 
“Niños, behave,” Abuela’s sharp tone cut through the noise, making both Camilo and Isabela jump. They shuffled back to their places with abashed expressions. Abuela eyed the family for a moment to ensure she had their full attention before continuing, “everyone, la familia (L/N) have been great allies to the Madrigals for decades. If it is true that they are to return, I am expecting nothing but the upmost respect and hospitality.” The family nodded, the children sharing grins whilst the adults murmured amongst themselves, quietly reminiscing on the shared moments between the two families. 
Camilo could only wait, heart pounding so hard that he was sure Dolores could hear it. 
Yeah, he was screwed.
The day you returned was a dry day, with a blanket of light grey clouds that covered the sky. The air was heavy, weighing deep in his lungs and stifling his breathing. This was the calm before the storm.
At this point, Camilo was itching to run out of Casita to search for you, his skin prickling with every passing second he was stuck in his home- it was almost claustrophobic, as if the walls were closing in on him. He couldn’t help the buzz of his nerves. How different would your relationship be? Would you still like him? Would you still remember him?
“Camilo, hurry up!” Mirabel nudged him, snapping him out of his stupor with a startle. He grinned, shaking away his worries.
“Sorry, prima, but you were doing such a great job without me, anyway.” He snickered, changing into the girl before him while wiggling his eyebrows.
“Ha ha, very funny,” Mirabel rolled her eyes, and yet the small smile on her face betrayed her true feelings, “get to work.” He nodded, turning back to himself to sweep the remaining dust on the foyer under the carpet (right before Casita succinctly whipped the dust back into his face, much to his distaste).
“They’re arriving in 20 minutes.” Dolores spoke, appearing behind the pair without so much as a noise. Camilo’s heart leaped to his throat, and he could only nod, mouth going dry. Back to sweeping.
20 minutes crept past painfully slowly, much slower than time had ever progressed. His foot tapped against the tiles as he sat perched on the end of his chair, hands knotted in his hair. His ruana felt much warmer, as if it were a thick winter coat. Sweat beaded on his hairline, which he periodically wiped away every couple of minutes. 
“Camilo, your girlfriend’s here!” Isabela called out from the front door with a wild giggle, scaring him to the point he nearly fell off the chair. He ignored the tease in Isabela’s voice, scrambling to leave his room. He leant over the railing, chest heaving as he watched the door open. 
Abuela walked in with a woman he could discern as your mother from his vague memories of her when she looked a lot younger. And behind her was-
“Casita! It’s good to see you again!” You. Your voice was perhaps the most beautiful thing he had heard, ringing through his head like a melody as you giggled, cooing to the door that almost seemed to wave at you. Your face was bright, your expression as lively and sunny as the rays that graced Encanto the day you left his life. Now you were back, and Camilo could say for certain that you were a much prettier sight. 
Your eyes darted up to him, still filled with the same merriment that had taken his breath away all those years ago, and didn’t do anything but the same now. 
For a moment, it seemed as though time stopped. Your eyes widened, mouth parting slightly. Camilo could only hope that you were seeing him in the same way he was seeing you. From the way the golden light softened your features, to the way Isabela’s flowers framed your face in such a way that inexplicably tugged on a yearning so visceral that it ached.
The railing in front of him gave way, dropping him forward with a lurch to his stomach that made him feel even more nauseous than before. Casita caught him with a beam, lowering him down to the floor with a grace he wasn’t used to. 
The others had begun to crowd around your family, the house filling with cheers of joy and exclamations of glee but his eyes were trained on you. In a flash, you pushed your way through the crowd, and Camilo could only take one more step before you had thrown yourself into his arms.
Instinctively, he wrapped his arms around your waist, squeezing your far too tight and burying his head into your shoulder. His hands gripped your dress, pulling you flush against himself as if you were going to disappear. You laughed, breath stuttering in your chest as you pulled him as close as was physically possible.
“I thought I’d never see you again.” He chuckled, breathing into the nape of your neck. Your grip tightened, eyes stinging with tears you refused to let fall. 
“I’m sorry.” He shook his head, brown curls tickling your nose. 
“Don’t say that, mi vida, I’m just glad you’re back.” 
“I really missed you.” He pulled back with a joyful laugh, pressing his forehead against yours. You peered into his teary eyes, cupping his face in your hand to wipe away a stray tear that trailed over his cheek. Your thumb stilled over his cheekbone, and all you could do was stare. 
He leaned in, hesitating slightly once his lips were just a whisper away from yours. His heart pounded against the confinements of his chest; your pulse skyrocketing. 
“I missed you too.” 
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Dating Bruno Madrigal Would Include
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- His family loving you (especially Pepa, Julieta, and Mirabel)
- His mother is very approving of your relationship
- Dates where you walk around the mountains of Encanto
- The one time you climbed up the stairs in his tower, he was eternally grateful for it, but you haven't done it since (because he doesn't want you to get tired or hurt from it)
- He gets incredibly flustered when you say how much you love him or tell him how attractive he is
- Being good friends with his rats and taking care of them
- He likes when you wear his green poncho
- You always grabbing his hand lovingly when he's really nervous (he really loves that)
- Whenever he goes out to town, he always wants you to come with him, so he doesn't get nervous or overwhelmed
- He asks Julieta to teach him to cook so that he can impress you with food
- Doing the superstitious activities with him (like throwing the salt over the shoulder and the knock on wood saying) for luck
- Sand will be a part of you basically
- He gives you jade jewelry
- You giving him confidence when he needs it
- You always reassure him that he's wanted and that his power is not a curse
- His proposal to you was a massive event for the whole Madrigal family, with everyone helping Bruno (including his rats) to make it perfect
Masterlist || Kofi || Ask Box || Encanto Masterlist
Edit: OMG this blew up thank you all so much!!
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levithestripper · 20 days ago
I have no shame, anonymous thingy off, can you pls write for Cam <3 no specifics tbh I just love him
Misc. Romantic Headcanons with Camilo Madrigal
✩ Masterlist! ✩
✩ Warnings: gender-neutral reader ✩
✩ Taglist: @ban-canram ✩
✩ Length: 1.2k || Read on Ao3 ✩
✩ A/N: hey i love you and i love Camisole here you go <3 expect a part 2 soon ✩
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Camilo is singlehandedly the most clingy boyfriend you’ve ever met. He refuses to let go of your hand. Doesn’t matter where you are. You’re holding his hand, and you’re gonna have to deal with it. When Cami has something he wants to show you, he laces your fingers together and pulls you along.
Kisses. Kisses all day, every day, constantly. Nose kisses, forehead kisses, kisses on the back of your hand, kisses up your arm like Gomez from Addams Family. Camilo gets the last one from his father, who does the same thing to Pepa.
Camilo’s love language is physical touch and acts of service. He makes the bed in the morning, makes you breakfast, even does some of your chores for you if he has time. At dinner, he sets a place for you next to him at the dinner table so he has an excuse to a) constantly bump your hand when he passes you stuff, and b) so he can easily press his leg against yours underneath the table.
He lets you wear his ruana!!!! He sees you shivering one day when you forgot to bring a jacket, so he slips his off and puts it on you. Cami wraps you up like a lil’ burrito <3 He also uses it as an excuse to hug you from behind.
One day, Cami finally convinces you to have a sleepover with him, so he plans the entire day with cute, couple-y things to do. The day begins with breakfast with his family, then right after he speeds through his chores, he takes you on a walk through the forests surrounding Encanto. Camilo leads you to a secluded spot where he had an entire picnic already set up, a wicker basket chock full of his tía Juliet’s arepas, empanadas, and other various snack foods she decided to pack for you two.
While you were eating, Cam notices that you had gotten food on your face; so being the little romantic devil that he is, instead of simply telling you about it, he kisses it off of your cheek. He loves how flustered you get when he does it <3
The rest of the day consists of Cami dragging you around town shopping and watching people perform in the town square. When the sun starts to set, Cam brings you back to Casita, where Isabella was waiting for him with a smirk on her face.
“You having fun, loverboy?” she teases him.
“Isa, shut the fUCK UP—”
When you actually do get to the sleepover part of your day, Camilo is all over you once he gets you inside his room. If you think he’s glued to your hip when you’re out in public together, you won’t believe how glued to you he is in private. Cam’s hands cup your cheeks when he kisses you, the pads of his thumbs stroking your cheekbones. He doesn’t go past aggressive make-out sessions, however. Mostly because he doesn’t want to rush the relationship, not wanting to push your boundaries.
Camilo is so lovesick, it’s disgusting. He literally looks like a cartoon character with heart eyes. When he hasn’t seen you in a while, he pushes the food around on his plate because he’s too caught up in his own head thinking about you. Abuela thought he was sick, so she asked Julieta to cook him something but, Dolores spills the beans about his crush on you.
Now, the whole family is invested in Camilo’s crush/relationship with you. Even Casita is in on it. Whenever you come over, Casita moves the tiles so you’re now standing directly in front of Cami. Like, nose to nose, can feel his breath on your skin, kind of close. It makes Cami super duper flustered, which is a wonderful bonus. Whenever Casita does it, you simply kiss Camilo on the nose and smile at him.
Dolores tells you all about Camilo, even things he thought no one knew about. Like how his heart beats really fast when you’re around, or how his palms get really sweaty when he’s waiting for you to arrive. Or how he paces around his room at night when he’s nervous.
Dolores loves to tease her younger brother about you, elbowing him in the side with a knowing smirk. At dinners, she’ll purposely bring up embarrassing things that Cami’s done, just to see him grow flustered and hide behind his hands, pulling his hair down in front of his eyes. Specifically, embarrassing things that he’s done because you were around. One time, he saw you shopping on your own in town and he stared at you instead of looking where he was going. He ran right into a wall, causing his gift to glitch, making him look fish-eyed.
Camilo loves to entertain you with his gift! He enjoys shapeshifting into people and putting on little skits to make you laugh.
“Hey, mi vida?” he asks, his head cocked to one side.
“Who’s your favorite person?”
You didn’t even have to think about it before replying, the answer obvious. “My favorite person is you, silly.”
Cami asked you who your favorite person was so he could shift into them to use them in a skit, so he wasn’t expecting you to reply with such a sweet answer. It made him feel all soft and mushy on the inside, almost as if he was going to melt into a puddle right then and there. Camilo moves to sit on your lap, his arms wrapping around your neck. “Mmm, cariño,” he groans, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. “Te amo tanto, mi vida.”
He’s so genuinely in love with you it’s not even funny. In the big foyer of Casita, he’ll teach you how to dance if you don’t already know how. Even if you do know how to dance, he’ll show you new moves he’s made up recently, or he’ll just opt to sway around with you like a slow dance. Camilo stares at you unabashedly when you’re looking down at your feet as you try to match his footsteps, only looking away when you catch him staring. Once you get the hang of it, Cami’ll spin then dip you, allowing him to smirk and kiss you like the romantic he is.
It’s always either early in the morning before everyone else is awake, or later at night when the sun is setting when he dances with you. He chooses those times specifically since he loves the way the rising/setting sun washes over your pretty features. And it’s typically when most of his family is out of the house, giving you two some alone time together outside of his room.
Camilo will fall asleep in your lap sometimes when you two’re snuggling together. At first, it starts off with him resting his head on your shoulder before it eventually evolves into him sliding down enough for his head to fall into your lap. You always run your hands through his soft, curly, golden-brown hair. Whenever you do, a smile appears on his face, even when he’s sound asleep. You keep a hand free, so you’re able to trace the soft curves of his face, the pads of your fingers running back and forth over the bridge of his nose and over his eyebrows.
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multi-fandom-imagine · 29 days ago
It’s 1am…I don’t feel good and this just hit me. { I might write this }
During the song “we don’t talk about Bruno.”
can’t help imagine this type of scenario.
Mirabel goes to the Reader { who was married to Bruno } and the reader breaks down saying.
”I want to talk about Bruno.”
and the melody shifts to a softer tone as the reader sings about how much he cared for his family, how good of a father and husband he was and how they wish they could have done something to stop him from leaving.
and the readers last words before they have Mirabel leave the room are.
”I miss my Bruno.”
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sleeplessdreamer14 · a month ago
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request: no
relationship: camilo madrigal x gn! reader
summary: for the longest time, you thought love was dead, but now camilo is here to change your mind
contains: mentions of parent/family issues, hinting at depression, insecurities, maybe a lil cheesy, hurt/comfort, some angst (but not too much), fluff
a/n: I’m kinda just projecting here
- your whole life, you had grown up around examples of love gone wrong.
- it all began when your parents split up when you were small, and then you grew up watching your older siblings go through their fair share of breakups
- on one hand, this meant that you learned to recognize and identify red flags from a young age
- on the other hand, this caused you to develop a crippling fear of falling in love, only for it to all fall apart
- it didn’t help that you were a total hopeless romantic. your bleeding heart was your own personal curse.
- by the time you were 14, you had just gotten it in your head that maybe it was just you and that love just wasn’t possible for you
- so for a while you were just like ‘if I’m gonna be alone forever, I might as well get used to it’
- and then Camilo came barging into your life, with his charming and caring personality and smile that could light up a room
- of course you just had to go and catch feelings (after being friends for a while, of course)
- and needless to say, that was the happiest you’d been in quite a long time
- you treasured the time spent with him as you took your time to figure each other out
- Camilo made you feel comfortable, like you didn’t need to put on some kind of facade in order for people to like you and that your company was valued
- of course you’re not immune to his pranks and tricks, but he puts more effort into the ones he pulls on you to make sure he doesn’t hurt you by accident
- if you start to learn from him and prank him back, lord help him he’s starting to fall hard
- he would most likely be the one to ask you out
- and this time, you were 101% certain of your decision when you said yes
- in the beginning, everything was wonderful, sort of like back when you were friends but a little different
- it was so nice to finally have someone to give all your pent up love to and have that same love given to you in return
- however, you still had some nervous habits. and Camilo noticed.
- like how you would sometimes stand in a nervous silence when it was clear that there was something on your mind
- or how you would sometimes hesitate before asking to hold his hand
- or that crestfallen look on your face when you got lost in thought to made his heart ache for you
- eventually, Camilo brought this to your attention and asked what was wrong
- it took a bit for you to find the right words, but you eventually found it in yourself to finally talk about your insecurities
- you assured him that it wasn’t him or anything wrong with the two of you
- it was just the things you had been told and showed your whole life that made you afraid of something going wrong
- and you loved Camilo. So. Freaking. Much. Like, with all your heart. It was also to crazy.
- but there was always that stupid little voice in the corner of your head saying “It’s not gonna last. You’re better off alone. Spare yourself the heartbreak. No one will ever want to stay with you.”
- that wasn’t really what your family had told you, but that’s the message you were receiving
- you guessed that they thought that by doing that, they were keeping you safe, but they only made you unhappy
- so you just needed that occasional reminder that Camilo’s feelings for you weren’t going to fade
- lucky for you, he was happy to provide that
- he never wanted you to fear that you would suffer through the same things your family did, and takes the time to understand your love language
- if it’s physical touch, expect sweet little kisses from him throughout the day, mostly on the cheek or forehead
- also doing that little thing where he caresses the back of your hand with his thumb when he’s holding it
- if it’s gift giving, he’ll ask Isabela for a bound of your favorite flowers to surprise you with
- if it’s words of affirmation, he very seldom ever goes a whole day without telling you he loves you at least once or twice
- he even came up to your bedroom window one evening because he hadn’t seen your at all that day and he missed you
- Camilo makes it his own little mission to silence those insecurities and prove your family wrong
- because he loves you too. he really, really does.
I might make a part 2. if I get enough notes 😉💛
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brunomadrigalislove · 27 days ago
Yandere! Camilo Madrigal x Gender neutral! Reader
They/them pronouns for the Reader
He/him pronouns for Camilo
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WARNING: Yandere behaviour, soft yandere camilo.
(note: Camilo might be out of character)
[Y/N's POV]
Me and Camilo have been friends since we we're 5. after that day we've been inseparable, It's like we're connected.
Since we we're friends I wanted to help him get together with his crush Daniella Rodríguez.
(Say let me tell you how Me and camilo became friends?)
It was the day Camilo was getting his gift, Camilo was very scared yet nervous at the same time. He was waiting for this day to come. While they were getting prepared, A kid who was the same age as his walked up to him.
"Hey I'm [Y/N] [L/N], what's you're name?" [Y/N] said with a big grin, hoping they would be friends.
"I'm Camilo Madrigal, I'm surprised you don't know my name considering this whole party is about well, me!" Camilo said looking at the kid with a "🤨" look.
"Silly! I already knew you're name, I just don't know what to say afterwards" [Y/N] said puffed and crossed their arms.
"Anyways wanna be friends? The party is pretty boring without friends." [Y/N] smiled at him.
Camilo looked at the kid and gave it a thought, then looked back at the kid. "Sure, besides You're right the party is pretty boring without friends" Camilo said
"YAY!" [Y/N] said with a happy tone and hugged Camilo. Camilo was surprised with the sudden hug then smiled and hugged back.
"Camilo!" his parents called him.
Camilo heard his parents call his name, and looked at [Y/N]. "I have to go, It's starting" Camilo said in a rushed tone.
[Y/N] Stopped hugging Camilo and let him go, then nodded. " I'll be waiting for you, 'kay?" after [Y/N] said that he ran to his parents.
Camilo went to where his parents called him. After his parents encouraging him, the curtains opened to reveal Camilo. He was nervous because of all the eyes staring at him. He looked to the crowd and saw you smiling at him as if they're encouraging him to walk to his door.
Camilo understood what [Y/N] meant, and walked to his door. he smiled at abuela then went to touch the door knob then all of a sudden he saw his door glowing showing his gift then he suddenly he shape shift to [Y/N].
Abuela looked shocked, So did [Y/N].
Camilo smiled at [Y/N]. [Y/N] also smiled back at Camilo.
Camilo and Daniella we're talking, while they we're having their conversation a certain [H/C] teen was spying on them behind a bush, surprisingly the two didn't notice
'Finally they're talking it took me weeks to make them have a conversation!' the [H/C] teen looked happily at them
'Ah young love..' The [H/C] teen thought. it's was like a parent looking at their son growing up
While [Y/N] was looking at them happy that they are getting close a certain colombian boy wasn't really happy that [Y/N] cancelled their plans.. Again..
Camilo was really sad that [Y/N] cancelled their plans for this weekend. This has been going on for almost 2 months. After he told [Y/N] about Daniella, she was always the one they we're talking about he getting really irritated.
He wanted to confront [Y/N] but they we're always busy and if they had free time someone would always take them, and if he went to talk to [Y/N] they would run away or say that they don't have time like [Y/N] was avoiding him.
'Did I do something wrong?' Camilo thought he then started thinking of what he done to find out why [Y/N] avoided him.
"Camilo? Helloooo?" Daniella said. She waved her hand to Camilo's face as an attempt to get his attention.
"huh? What we're you saying?" Camilo said realizing that he was still with Daniella.
"Oh, Nothing. It's just that you seem really deep in thought. Why is that?" She said while putting her hand on her chin like some kind of pose.
"Oh, It's nothing for you to worry about.." Camilo said
After a few weeks Camilo let [Y/N] be. Like trying to test [Y/N] if they really love him. Sure he felt really hurt but there was nothing he could do almost everyday Camilo looks out his window waiting for [Y/N] to come to his window and play some games
Now about [Y/N] they we're really REALLY worried about Camilo. It's like he's avoiding them [Y/N] felt really sad they always tried to talk to Camilo but they couldn't find him they tried asking his family but they always respond with "I don't know". Oh how the tables turned
[Y/N] Tried finding dolores because they knew that dolores knows where Camilo was. After a few days they found dolores.
"HEY! DOLORES" [Y/N] ran to dolores.
"Oh [Y/N]? Is there anything you need?" dolores said well more like ask
"do you know where Camilo is? I've been looking for him almost for a month!" [Y/N] said in worried yet rushed tone
"Oh Camilo? He's just in his room"
" Of course he was"
"THANKS DOLORES" [Y/N] thanked dolores and went to Camilo's room
"Camilo? Are you there?" [Y/N] asked and knocked after a few seconds the door revealed camilo sitting like curled into a ball
"Cam?" [Y/N] said in a worried tone they we're really worried for Camilo
[Y/N] Walked to Camilo and tapped his shoulder
Camilo looked at [Y/N] "Why are you here?"
"Answer my question first why are you avoiding me? Did I do something wrong?"
"Before I answer you're question. Why we're you avoiding me before?"
"Because.. *sigh* I was pairing you up with Daniella. I thought you had a crush on her so I cancelled our plans so that you guys could get together. Now answer my question"
"heh you thought I loved daniella? your so dense" Camilo booped [Y/N]'s nose " I love you not her. I love you [Y/N] ever since we we're 8. I was hurt y'know when you and Juan started hanging out without me. I was hurt when you avoided me. Just to find out that you we're pairing me up with someone I don't even like. But that's what I like about you. How you do so much for me. how you put so much effort for me. I liked you because of how hard-working you are. and How nice and cute you are. I Love You [Y/N] so much. ̶I̶ ̶l̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶m̶u̶c̶h̶ ̶i̶t̶'̶s̶ ̶l̶i̶k̶e̶ ̶a̶n̶ ̶o̶b̶s̶e̶s̶s̶i̶o̶n̶ ̶"
[Y/N] blushed madly like a tomato. "Cam.. I didn't know you felt that way..."
"So do you love me back?"
"OF COURSE I DO!" [Y/N] said in a happy tone and hugged Camilo tight
"you're finally mine" Camilo whispered (surprisingly [Y/N] didn't hear him) like he was waiting for years for this to happen. Which was true
Poor [Y/N] maybe if they didn't have to be friends with Camilo then maybe they wouldn't have been stuck to Camilo
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gaiath · 16 days ago
Camilo madrigal having a crush on you...
Dark content creators+ consumers dni
Gender neutral
A/n: I'm very sorry that this is short
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Whilst you do your chores around town he always offers to help you.
Spending the night at his house and staying in his room.
He always get so nervous around you and accidentally shifts into random people.
When that happens he gets embarrassed and tries to apologize but you tell him there's no need to.
He can get a bit 'bold' and compliment things he notices about you.
Offers you some of the seconds he sneaked from the kitchen.
Dolores trying very hard to contain the secret of him having a crush on you.
When his parents find out about his crush, they encourage him to pursue you.
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dos-oroguitas · 26 days ago
Tu Amore
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In which you have a hard time showing your love for Camilo and you worry that he cannot feel that you love him as much as he loves you. Camilo reassures you.
masterlist !! Self indulgent fic as I just discovered the song above fit one of the prompts I have been thinking of for a while now.
Posted this one way too early, to everyone who read it when the first one was up, your memory is now wiped out!
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You’ve always had some.. difficulty in expressing love the way Camilo had naturally expressed his for you. His familia was tight-knit, affectionate, and loving while yours weren’t exactly as showy as they were. Sometimes when Camilo would say such sweet things and shower you with hugs and kisses, you would think to yourself. Does Camilo know that even though you don’t express yourself as much as him, you loved him just as he had loved you? Was your love enough? Should you show more? Do more? Sure you’d exchange soft kisses, warm hugs, and ‘I love you’s’ but it was always Camilo doing it first. And you felt guilty. Your eyes trailed to Camilo’s face, your fingers finding its’ way through his brown curls, gently playing with them as the shapeshifter had rambled about almost getting away with getting seconds from his Tia Julieta. “And I was so, so close, (Name). I could’ve been eating empanadas then, the sweet taste of victory was mine! And then papá had to rat me out.” He quickly shapeshifted into a smaller version of Felix, repeating his father’s words. “Camilo, you leave your Tia Julieta’s empanadas alone!” He says in a high pitched voice before quickly morphing back to himself as after a few seconds, a muffled ‘I don’t sound like that!’ could be heard from downstairs. “Dolores, you snitch!” Camilo had whined, having been caught mocking his papá. His cheeks puffed into a pout which in turn had earned a giggle from you and had made him pout even more. “(Name), mi vida, it’s not funny! You were supposed to be on my side!” The shapeshifter had grumbled up at you with a playful frown. “Lo siento, mi amado.” You would say whilst stifling giggles that to Camilo, had sounded like the soft ringing of bells, and he couldn’t help but smile and giggle as well. “Alright, alright, maybe it is a little funny.” His giggles would soon die down before his eyes focused on your face which was once again deep in thought. He slowly sat up. “Mi vida? ¿Estás bien?” He took your hand in his, gently rubbing his thumbs over the soft palms of your hand before he brought your hands up to his lips to give it a kiss. Snapping out of your thoughts once you felt his lips on your skin, you felt your cheeks heat up before you shake your head a little. “¡No es nada, Camilo.” You try to reassure him but you knew better as he continued to gaze at you, brows furrowed in worry. You took a deep breath knowing damn well you couldn’t hide anything from him. Pursing your lips, you would avert your gaze as you told him of your worries. And you watched with concern as in turn, Camilo had looked like he was the one in deep thought before a smile appeared on his face, shaking his head a little. “Mi vida, I feel your love.” He says whilst smiling lovingly at you. “You’re the one that never lets me sleep.” He starts off. “To my lips down to my soul, you touch my lips.” Camilo leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss on your lips. “You’re the one I cannot wait to see,” He continues, thinking about the times he’s had to go to his Tia Julieta to be healed up after stumbling and tripping in Casita’s hallways whilst rushing to meet you on your dates or days out together. “With you here by my side I’m in ecstasy.” He held your hand in his, intertwining your fingers with his. “I am all alone without you. My days are dark without a glimpse of you.” He looked away, unable to imagine a day where he couldn’t see the twinkle in your eyes or your smile that lit up the world more than the stars in the skies. “But now that you came into my life, I feel complete. The flowers bloom, my morning shines and I can see.” He stood up, gently pulling you up along with him. “Tu Amore is like the sun, that lights up my whole world. I feel the warmth inside.” He threw open his window sills, allowing the warm rays of the sun to envelope the two of you as he continued. “Tu Amore is like the river that flows down through my veins, I feel the chill inside.” He gazed back at you who had listened to every word, unable to stop the warmth on your face or the beating of your heart.
You didn’t know just how much your love, which you thought you had been lacking in giving, really meant to him. “Tu amore, mi vida.. Tu amore is something that I can never live without.”
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No thoughts just Camilo Madrigal. As always thank you for every like, reblog, and comment! I love people enjoying what I write! 💕✨
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x-imagines · 17 days ago
Hi dear ! I'm in excruciating pain and was wondering if we could have some Hc's of Bruno comforting a Fem!reader who on her periods ? Maybe she's embarrassed about it and he doesn't understand what's wrong initially until she tells him/he gets the message ?
I need comfort 😭💖 your writing is amazing btw!
Bruno comforting his S/O on her period HCs
i'm psychic 😌 also ty!!
tw: period stuff(?), fluff, swearing, mentions of nsfw
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you guys were cuddling in bed being all cute 😌😌
and all of a sudden you get the worst cramp, hurling in pain
mans was shitting himself
he thought HE hurt you
"no, bruno you didn't do anything wrong! it's just..." you tilted your head, expecting him to get the hint
"what? do you think there was something bad in the food?"
"no," you giggled, "my period, bruno.."
you saw his eyes light up, the lightbulb finally went off
he immediately asked what you needed
he made it his personal mission to get you though that week.
he would go out on snack runs to the grocery store,
to the pharmacy to get you medicine
whatever you were craving he was already out the door to go get it
that also includes when you need tampons/pads
would ask what size pussy u wear (as a joke dw 💀)
still wouldn't be sure so he just got every type
he'd be babying you 24/7
he'd cook your meals, make you tea, put on your favorite shows 😍
he did some research and confided in one of his sisters
both the internet and julieta said that heat pillows and hot water bottles helped with cramps so he immediately bought some for you
bruno is normally very nice and respectful to you, but when you're on your period he knows that your emotions are heightened
he just makes sure he doesn't take one of his jokes too far or anything like that to upset you
most of your time would be spent in bed
bruno would be there of course, rubbing your stomach and whispering you sweet nothings
bitch you best be ready for the rail of your life when your cycle's finished 💀
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bozowrites · 21 days ago
Can you do another camilo x fem! reader imagine maybe one where they're baby sitting?? Idk they could do whatever tbh your writing is so good 🧡🧡
babysitting shenanigans
camilo x fem!reader ; babysitting with the shapeshifter.
w/c : 0.5k
a/n : thank you!! super short, hope thats okay :)
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camilo was set to babysit for the night, so the parents could rest. this wasn’t new for him, he did this quite often, but this time around he wanted to invite y/n to join him. said he needed help, despite not actually needing any help when it comes to children. she still agreed nonetheless.
“how long do you have the little one for?” she asked, waving at said little one. it was a little boy, maybe two, she didn’t know. she didn’t even know who the parents were. “a few hours. y/n meet andres, andres meet y/n. she’s the prettiest girl in all of encanto!”
camilo looks up at y/n with a smirk and a wink. he did that a lot. flirt and make jokes about the two being destined to be with one another. at some point, the line of platonic flirting and romantic flirting became so thin it was a dot to them.
andres crawled his way to you, falling into your lap and giggling. he clearly already took a liking to you. “well, well, well, looks like i've got some competition.” camilo smirks, raising a brow and leaning against the wall. he crossed his arms and “glared” at andres. the baby boy just laughed and hugged y/n’s arm closer to himself. y/n bounced him on her lap, getting even more laughs out of the child. camilo watched with a smile on his face. she said she wasn’t great with kids, yet she goes and does wonders with andres.
“thought you sucked with kids.” camilo voiced his thoughts. she shrugged and continued to keep her eyes on andres. he was playing with some cubed toys that came in his bag his parents packed for him. sitting in front of them, camilo started joining in the game that andres was playing, not that it made any sense to him.
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andres was fast asleep on camilo’s bed. the three had spent the last three hours doing all sorts of fun stuff. even went outside for some time and played with the rest of the madrigal family. now the two were sitting on the floor of camilo’s room to let andres sleep peacefully. they didn’t do much except chat about whatever came to mind.
“cami? andres’ papa is here.” dolores said as she opened the door to tell the two. camilo packed up andres’ bag as y/n grabbed andres himself, being as careful as possible to keep him asleep. he stirred a few times, making her nervous he’d be grumpy waking up. thankfully she was successful in keeping him sleeping peacefully. when they reached the bottom of the stairs, the father was waiting and took both the bag and andres.
“thank you so much for taking care of him, camilo. his mami and i really needed a break.”
“no worries, mr. valdez. it was fun.”
when the two left, camilo turned to y/n. “how’d you like being a mami for a few hours, hm?” she rolled her eyes but smiled nonetheless.
“it was fun. i think i like andres more than you now.”
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coffee-d0t · 27 days ago
Pillow Talk with Pepa Madrigal.
This is my first time writing something like this, yes I know it will be crap and all but give me a chance writers block is awful and I've only seen the film ONCE! All because Disney+ is being annoying on mobile so I can't watch it and I'm at my dad's at the moment too. Anyway enjoy this one-shot!! I can't spell by the way and I may have some auto-corrected words which will be annoying once I read back to it.
Warnings: Crap Writing, mentions of Alma Madrigal (sorry if you like her), Fluff, Small Angst, GxG, awful me trying to write some flirting 😂, Grammer is awful <3, staying in bed all day (why did I put this here I don't even know), Pepa trying to get some 😏, poorly written make-out session!!
Pairing: Pepa Madrigal x Wife!Reader
If Y/N is speaking it will look like "this"
If Pepa is speaking it will look like "this"
Started: Thursday, 30th, December, 2021
Finished: Friday, 31st, December, 2021
Summary: Y/N wakes up to Pepa showing her affection, Pepa talks about Abuela, Y/N comforting Pepa straight away as soon as she sees the darkening cloud above her head, Y/N showing Pepa she is more than she thinks she is, Pepa getting frustrated so it leads into a make-out session.
Waking up slightly, feeling kisses being pressed up on her cheek. Letting out a breath and turning over to face the kissing culprit. Smiling warmly, and wrapping my arms around this gorgeous auburn haired woman laying next to me.
She whispered breathly, almost as if she was trying to lead me onto something.
"Morning sunshine."
I replied back to her, keeping the 'cheesey' nickname as Camilo had taunted me with it and still does to this day. A small redness grazed her cheeks as she pressed her head into my neck to hide. A rainbow slowly appearing above her head, making me chuckle as I hold just as close too me.
"Don' go all shy on me now sunshine."
A chuckle escaping my lips, as my right hands moves into Pepa's hair and slightly massages her scalp. Pepa moving her head up slightly looking me with complete love and adoration ((is that a word?)) in her green eyes.
We stare into each others eyes, for few moments but it felt like hours. It was Pepa who broke the spell first by sitting up and leaning her head back against the headrest, as she looks down at me saying.
"We can't stay in here all day, Abuela will get mad, mi amor."
I wrap my arms around her stomach seeing a cloud form apove her head, I hold her as close as I can, while she rests her chin on my head, as I nuzzle in between her breasts.
"Mi vida, you shouldn't worry about her, we can stay in bed for as long as we like, we're old enough amor."
I mumbled back to her remark, I lift my head up seeing her cloud still there but its a lighter colour than before. I lift my whole body up, so I'm sitting up straight, and I crawl over to Pepa, facing her confused face and sat on her lap.
"Y/N/N, what are you doing?"
She said with a small smile looking me in the eyes, and once I give her a cheeky smile I pull the covers over my head and start to descend downwards towards her ankles. And I start to to kiss her ankles, and slowly make my way up towards her knees, then her thighs, and I make a dramatic stop just above her centre and miss it knowing she's going to get sexually frustrated later once she catches onto what I'm doing, I kiss her stomach, making my way up to her breasts and slowly my head peeks out of the covers and I start to kiss all of her neck, leading to her chin, and I smother her face with kisses making her laugh.
"My morning gift for a very special wife of mine amor."
She looks at me as I plonk myself on her lap again, but me leaning right in her face, as she holds my waist. I start to kiss her lips slowly but not hesitantly, wrapping my arms over her neck as she tries to deepen the kiss but me being me I'm in the mood for games, I deny any access for her to enter my mouth and I move her hands from my waist and pin them on the bed so she can't do anything.
Breaking the kiss but staying put leaving Pepa all red in the face and sexually frustrated.
She said out of frustration making me gasp and put a mocking hand over my heart and replied back with.
"Me? A Teaser? Never! I would never, tease you mi amor!"
She rolls her eyes, and leans forward catching me by surprise and kissing me slipping her tongue into my mouth and pinning me to the bed. A surprised yelp leaves my throat as she does all this at once, and I can't help but melt into the kiss.
(This is the life anyone could dream off)
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(Not my gif but-)
Requests <3
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camilosnovia · 17 days ago
How do you think yandere madrigals would react if they saw someone bully the reader? (It could Julieta youngest daughter/child like 9-10 years old)
P.s- loved your first work it was amazing!!
Madrigal Adults reacting to someone bullying the reader
Note: Thank you so much, that means the world to me! And I will be only doing the Madrigal adults because keep in mind anon, there are other requests, so I hope you understand that😊
Yandere Madrigals x Child! Reader (Platonic!)
Type: Yandere, Platonic and Headcanons
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Julieta and Agustín Madrigal
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Someone bullying their youngest daughter? The ones responsible will not get away with it.
Julieta will make poisoned arepas for the ones who are responsible, and Agustín will threaten the hell out of them, and Julieta will give the poison arepas to them as a sign of "Sorry" for her husband’s actions.
They wouldn’t let anyone get away if they did something bad to their daughter.
The bullies have also been reported missing.
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Pepa and Fèlix Madrigal
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Trust me, when they found out you were being bullied, Pepa had a hurricane.
Félix was calming her down and believe me, he was absolutely enraged.
Who would wanna hate their adorable sobrina?
Félix and Pepa made plans for the responsible one, and they were never seen again.
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Bruno Madrigal
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Hold up, hold up! Someone is bullying his second youngest sobrina? Unacceptable!
Bruno will immediately go to his vision cave and have a vision of the one who is responsible.
If they have a good future, Bruno will do everything in his power to destroy that good future.
If they have a bad future, he will make it worse.
He just cares about you so much🥺
Thank you for reading!
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hiii, if requests are open could i get a bruno madrigal and reader fic where theyre dating secretly(shes friends with the family) and maybe once she fell asleep in his room while wearing his poncho/ruana?? and maybe she forgot to take it off before going to dinner with his family?? and so theyre all like "youre wearing brunos clothes??? ;)" (lots of teasing)?? just tooth rotting fluff and a bucket load of teasing bcs bruno needs some love!!! thanks!💕
OMG, I'm in love with this idea.
The Reader accidentally wears Bruno's poncho to a family dinner at the Madrigal's, and it's something...
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You've made a grave mistake. One that certainly is biting you in the ass with its consequences. Everyone staring at you and Bruno, knowing precisely what's going on between you both, and it's not good.
But going back to earlier that day, you and Bruno were spending the day together. You were helping him with his predictions since Encanto accepted him and his power again. People were coming in and out of his room, and it became exhausting for the two of you. People just really wanted to know their future.
The Madrigals had been good friends of yours for a while now. You'd only met the infamous tío Bruno during the rebuilding of Casita. That is where the two of you grew to like one another. However, no one knew of your affection for each other. It was kept secret because you were afraid of how the family would feel about the two of you being together. So, the idea of you helping Bruno with his predictions was odd, sure, but no one thankfully suspected of your relationship with Bruno.
But at some point, you fell asleep with Bruno's poncho on. You remember being cold earlier that day, and he gave it to you. The reason you fell asleep from how tired you were after the people left. You had forgotten about it, and when you were called to dinner with the Madrigals, you especially forgot about the poncho. Bruno was nowhere to be found at first, but when you came to the dinner table, everyone was there, including your Bruno.
Everyone turned to look at you, and they all immediately noticed the poncho.
Oh no.
And that's the grave mistake that brought you to this moment.
You sit next to Julieta and Mirabel, trying to ignore everyone's eyes and whispers. You try to act normal as if nothing is going on.
"Okay, so we gonna talk about the fact that Y/N is wearing tío's poncho or...?" Camilo starts but his father and mother quickly shush him. Mirabel turns to you.
"We're not gonna talk about it?" Mirabel asks. She's trying to seem innocent, but much like her cousin, her true intentions are easy to read.
"Not you too, Mirabel," her father says.
"I mean, we have the right to know," Isabela chimes in with. You and Bruno exchange looks from across the table, but you each say nothing. "If tío's with Y/N, we should have the right to know."
"Exactly," Camilo agrees. "So, tío, Y/N, how long have you guys been going out, hmm?"
"Camilo, what have I told you about approach?" his father interrupts. "You need to be more like this...so...you guys are happy as can be, I trust?" Each question bore into you. You're just wearing his poncho, and his whole family is already on your case. They're good.
"Bruno, you should've told us about this," Julieta says.
"Yeah, I'm almost offended that you wouldn't say anything to your beloved sisters," Pepa fake pouts.
"I bet his rats accompany you guys on all your dates, right?" Camilo asks. You and Bruno still hadn't said a single word.
"I think the rats have some courtesy to let them have some alone time," Mirabel counters.
"Aww, the rats are so considerate," Luisa gushes.
"So, tell us, Dolores is it true?" Isabela goes to Dolores, who has been quiet so far. "Are they together?" Before Dolores can answer, you stare her down and subtly tell her to "not spill the beans." She gives everyone her signature high-pitched hum.
"Yes," she practically whispers.
"Hah! Knew it," Camilo cheers.
"I think we all kinda already knew," Mirabel says.
"Yeah, you're right," Camilo agrees with her.
"So, how long have you been seeing each other?" Julieta asks you, but she seems more sincere than the rest of the family.
"Uh...well..." you really weren't up to answer.
"For a few weeks, at least," Bruno pops in with. Everyone looks to him now. Camilo and Félix both pat Bruno on his back with enthusiasm.
"Let's toast to these two then," Agustín raises his glass. Everyone follows along, including yourself and Bruno. "May you two be happy."
"Yeah!" everyone agrees. You look to Bruno, who gives you a shy shrug. You laugh. You're just happy this whole thing didn't spiral too much.
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levithestripper · 23 days ago
How Bruno Madrigal Takes Care of You When You’re Sick
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✩ Warnings: gender-neutral reader ✩
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✩ A/N: literally obsessed with this man it's not even funny ✩
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When Bruno finds out you’re sick, he immediately goes into caretaker mode. The love of his life is sick! He can’t have that!
He sits you down in your bed or on the couch—wherever you’re the most comfortable—and wraps you up in his ruana like a blanket. Bruno cuddles you up with an old stuffed animal of his and his rats scurry up to sit on your pillow sweetly.
If you’re hungry, he’ll run downstairs to cook you whatever you want. He’s not very good at it and the final product is a little sloppy, but Bruno made it for you and that’s what matters. When he brings up your food, he hands it to you with a kiss on your forehead.
Bruno will sit next to you and stroke your forehead with the pads of his fingers, doing his best to soothe you. He knows how uncomfortable having a fever is.
“You know, mi vida, my mami used to sing me a song when I was sick,” he whispers, pressing the back of his hand against your forehead to check your fever. “I can’t sing,” he giggles to himself, “But I can tell you stories if you like. I’m good at those.”
He proceeds to act out cheesy telenovelas for you, hoping to make you laugh. Jorge and Hernando appear in all of them since he knows how much you enjoy those two.
Bruno spends all day with you, never leaving your side until you’re feeling better. He wants to ensure that you have everything you could possibly need. The love Bruno has for you is insane, you’re the most precious part of his life.
When you’re feeling better again, Bruno gives you a big kiss, making up for all the ones he couldn’t give you before.
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multi-fandom-imagine · 27 days ago
We don’t talk about Bruno ! || Bruno Madrigal ||Pt2
A/n: Annd here is part 2, I really loved writing this fic.
And as it turns out this is going to be in three parts which will consist of a tearful reunion and the final events of the movie....so part 3 will be coming out soon.
Part 1 Here
The italics are past memories.
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The dinner had to be perfect, that’s what Alma told you.
“You need to make sure Oscar keeps his gift…quiet tonight.”
Biting your tongue you had to keep your thoughts to yourself. You wanted to scream and yell. He was only seven, he couldn’t understand. Swallowing your thoughts you forced a smile on your face. “Of course…now if you excuse me I need to tell my son not to be a burden.”
Refusing to look at the woman you quickened your walk, you didn’t want to see the woman’s reaction. Making it to your sons room you placed your hand on the door. You always hated his door, it felt to grim for you. You couldn’t understand why it had to depict him holding a skull. “Sweetie…It’s mama! It’s time to get ready.”
“Coming mama!”
Seeing the door open, you sighed with relief you glanced in his room. At least his room was bright and colorful. Chuckling you quickly caught your son as he leapt at you. Brown curls bouncing he waved in his room. “Goodnight
Taking a deep breath you made your way to the diner table, Oscar scrambling out of your arms as he moved to his spot though the little boys went wide seeing Mariano about to sit where he’d leave a plate for his father, Oscar clutching the plate he had his for his father close to his chest. “You can’t sit there! Mama! Tell him! Tell him he can’t sit there! It’s for Papa!”
“Oscar please…it’s just one nigh-.”
“No! Abuelo says its papas spot! He can’t sit there! If he sits there then papa will have no where to sit! He’ll be alone!” He cried out.
“Oscar! Stop please just come and sit!” Placing your hands on your sons shoulders.
Shifting his body Mariano cleared out his throat attempting to make the situation better. “I can move I don’t”
“You will not move. You are our guest…Oscar listen to your mother and give me the plate.”
Tears streaming down his cheeks as he cling to the plate to his chest. Alma stepped closer to the boy, her hands stretched out. She wasn’t sure how much longer she could watch the boy, he looked to much like his father, it was killing her. “Oscar please.”
“Oscar…just give her the plate please…your father is not coming back…he’s gone. This needs to stop! That’s not him you’re seeing.”
“You’re a liar! I see papa every night! Papa talks to me! I hate you ! I hate you!”
Tears streaming down his face you watched as the plate slip from his fingers cracking in hand once it hit the floor, the little boy taking off up the stairs. Though when your tried to follow your son the steps turned flat preventing you from moving further only changing when his room door slammed shut. Leaving the shattered plate behind you quickly rushed up placing your hand on the carving of your son, the doorknob turning into a wisp of smoke preventing you from entering.
“Oscar please open the door.”
You regretted saying that to your son, you wished you could have taken it back though you didn’t even notice Alma standing behind. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done.”
Stepping away from the doorway you gasped then let out a bitter laugh. “What I’ve done! You couldn’t even entertain the thought of him just taking that seat.”
“He should have known better!”
“He’s seven!” You shot back. “He misses his father! But he’ll never have him because of you.” Standing tall, you did your best not to break. You didn’t like seeing the look on the woman’s face, it killed you. She took you in after you lost your parents, she was your mother more ways than one.
“What did you say." Alma never expected to hear it and deep down part of her knew it was true.
“Bruno left because of you, everyone always thought he was a screw up. He worked so hard for this family but it was never good enough. You were his mother, you were supposed to protect him. But he wasn’t perfect. He didn’t fit your perfect mold. Mirabel would never be good enough and Oscar will never be good enough. Which is why I’m leaving. I am not letting my child walk the same path as his father.”
“You…y/n please.”
“Just stop Alma. I’m done.” Quickly wiping your eyes you walked to your room closing and locking the door before the woman could reach you.
Leaning against the wall Alma squeezed her eyes shut. She couldn’t believe she let this happen. She never meant to snap at Oscar, to snap at you, to snap at Mirabel. She hated seeing the tears in the little boys eyes. He looked so much like Bruno, it was getting harder for her.
Placing her hand on Oscar’s door though pulling back she turned away looking up at the picture of her husband. “I don’t know what to do Pedro. I feel like everything is falling part.”
Glancing at the picture one last time the woman slipped down the stairs missing Delores walking past her. The young woman walking to her cousins door. “Conejito…it’s me…can you open the door.” Stepping back, Dolores watched the door slowly open. The once bright and colorful room was dull. Biting her lip she walked through the dead flowers sitting down next to the boy on the bed she carefully placed the broken plate next to her.
“Don’t cry Oscar.” Giving him a smile she brushed his tears away. “You’re always so cute when you smile.” Dolores pulled her cousin to her side, the little boy sniffling.
“Why doesn’t anyone believe me?”
“I believe you.”
Sniffling, Oscar glanced up at his cousin. Dolores giving him a smile tugging him close. “You do?”
“I do. I can hear him and I know how much your papa loves you.” Hugging her cousin, Dolores rubbed his back gently. “He’s just scared, he’ll come around. I promise.” Tapping his nose she started to tickle his sides. “Now where is that smile.”
While she may not know how to help her aunt, she’d do anything to make sure her little cousin would always keep smiling.
“Oh...look what I got for you.” Shifting her body, Dolores grabbed the broken plate. “Close your eyes.”
Nodding his head, Oscar squeezed his eyes shut. His hands clutching the little stuff animal to his chest. Suppressing her laugh, Dolores applied some glue to one of the broken side. Squeezing her eyes shut she pressed the two pieces together. “Please give me a miracle and stay together." Slowly removing her hand from one of the sides she breathed a sigh of relief  seeing it was still holding. “Okay you can open your eyes now.”
Opening his eyes, Oscar gasped. A smiling forming on his face as he carefully grasped the plate. “Papa’s plate! you fixed it.”
Oscar let out a laugh, his eyes were glued to the plate as his room shifting to the once dull colors to everything now being bright and colorful. Smiling, Dolores hugged her cousin close. “You can come to me anytime Oscar.”
Closing her eyes she smiled watching the boy cradle the plate, she knew how much it meant to him. She even remembered the boy carrying a plate of food too a picture hanging on the wall. 
“Where are you going Oscar?”
It was easy for her to figure out who it was, Oscar always has such quiet foot steps. 
“I was bringing a plate of food for papa.”
Blinking in surprise, Dolores smiled ruffling her nephew’s hair. “Oh! I know he’ll love it Oscar.”
Beaming up at his cousin, the little boy quickly took off running.
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Pepa nervously stepped to your door, her fingers hesitating. She could feel the cloud above her head forming. You two were always so close. Taking a deep breath she knocked on the door, the woman immediately pulling you in for a hug when you opened the door.
“I’m sorry.” Pepa whispered into your ear, the woman could feel tears forming and she knew what that meant.
“Why…why are you apologizing?”
“For not being here for you, for making Bruno leave….I know what I said is horrible…I didn’t meant it y/n. I miss him. I miss Bruno.”
Swallowing back your own tears you slowly patted the woman’s back. “I know Pepa. I miss him too and I know that he loves everyone. Please don’t blame yourself for him leaving. Bruno wouldn’t want that...you don’t have to hold you emotions back from me Pepa...you can let it out. I don’t mind a little rain.”
Blinking back some tears, Pepa let out laugh as you felt some rain drops hit you. Soon the rain started to fall, but that didn’t matter to you. You finally got your friend back.
Pulling back, Pepa gave you a sad smile once she spotted the bag on your bed. “You’re leaving.”
“I...was thinking about it.” You sighed turning away from the woman pushing a strand of wet hair out of your eyes. “But that’s selfish of me isn’t it.”
Pepa shook her head as she sat down next to you, her hand grasping yours giving it a squeeze. “It’s not selfish for you to want your son to be happy Y/n.” Closing her eyes she rested her head against yours. “I will support you, know matter what you decide.”
“Thank you Pepa.”
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Dolores sighed leaving the room, she wasn’t expecting to see her siblings and cousin’s standing by the doorway.
“How…how is he?” Isabela tried to peer in the room before the doorway closed, she was worried for her little cousin.
“He’s sleeping…so please be quiet…but…he’s bette now….but we should leave before he wakes up.”
Camilo frowned ruffling his hair. “I feel guilty now…I didn’t even think what I’d say would be effecting Tía.”
Luisa frowned, she felt like this whole family was falling apart. “I used to find her sleeping by his door….I’d always carry her back to her room.” She didn’t want to tell them how often it was, you’d always being curled by the large door holding onto what she suspected was her Tío ‘s poncho.
“You know I saw a picture of Tío Bruno when I was younger. I thought it might help her so I change into him. She started to crying, but she didn’t get mad. She just hugged me.” Camilo glanced towards your door, he felt even guiltier for what he said about Bruno.
Isabel bit her tongue, though while you’ve seen to have taken a shine to Mirabel you were always so kind to her, encouraging her to not be so perfect. “I like to give her flowers, they’re the ones that Tío Bruno….would give to her.”
Glancing at the door, Dolores sighed adverting her gaze drifting to your door. She wanted to tell them how you wanted to leave but she couldn’t make this night worse. Shaking her head she started to walk off, the other children walking off to their own rooms.
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Waiting. Bruno hated that he had to wait just to see you. Missing the conversation his sister had with you, the man watched Pepa leave the room. Slowly slipping into the room he was grateful that you were sleeping.
Carefully sitting on the edge of the bed, the man let his fingers brush a strand of your hair away. “Mi vida…I’m sorry I couldn’t have been a better man for you.”
Squeezing his eyes shut, he didn’t want to cry but he missed you. He remembered when you were pregnant. God he want to see you, to be by your side but how could he?
Kneeling by your side, Bruno was grateful that you were sleeping. He didn’t know if he could handle you waking up and seeing him. Quickly wiping his eyes the man nervously placed his hand on your stomach. A bitter smile forming on his lips. You’d be better off without him, his child would be better off.
Leaning he closed his eyes feeling a kick, though he couldn’t stop the tears from falling now. “Please know that papi loves you both.” Tensing Bruno felt your body shift, jumping up his eyes went wide. Stepping away from you he quickly made it to the door as you sat up.
Still groggy from sleep, you glanced in the doorway seeing a hooded figure. “Bruno?” Peering into the darkness, you must have been seeing things due to the figure vanishing. Blaming the lack of sleep you laid back down on the bed figuring it must have been a strange dream.
Quickly wiping his eyes, the last thing Bruno had wanted was to wake you. Leaning in he placed a soft kiss to your head. Just as he was pulling away the man tensed feeling a hand on his wrist.
He was mentally kicking himself now, he didn’t even have to turn around to hear you soft voice. He didn’t need to look to see the hurt and confusion on your face.
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