#dolores is always just so fucking cute i love her so much

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I'm having a bit of a rough time lately...Can't really focus on any writing or one single piece of art for too long - I just keep jumping all around and it is exhausting. So...I just decided to talk about my main character since I'm feeling more comfortable with sharing things about her. And be warned, this will be all over the place as well.

Here is her SBS trivia:

And below the cut are lots and lots and lots (and I mean, a lot) of details of development, fun facts, and further info on my girl.

🌙 Carmen is incredibly morally grey - I place her very firmly as a chaotic neutral.

🌙 Some cute, lighter things before I get in too deep with her character: As a child, she was very much a daddy's girl. She loves to make things; especially jams, wines (jet fuel, save for a lavender wine that is surprisingly pleasant), suncatchers, jewelry, and the occasional tambourine. She can read the stars. She really likes sweets - her favorite flavors being caramel, honey, and cherry. And she really loves peaches - her Devil Fruit was once a peach. As mentioned above, typically in a real-world setting, her mother is from Japan, so Japanese is usually a second language for her, but it hasn't come in One Piece. But she also really loves miso soup, especially when it reminds her of her mother's cooking. Her mother brushing her hair is a very fond memory for her, and she grew it out for her mother - playing with hair is a major sign of affection for her. She really likes the ocean and she misses swimming.

Anyway...

🌙 She won't hesitate to become violent - there's confidence in her abilities that can even overflow to arrogance at times. In fact, Carmen was so similar to Kid, I had to tone some things down. For example, in Gundam, she had the short choppy hair (which she gets at some point in every insert, but more on that later) and she always wore goggles either on her head or around her neck. She was a mobile suit pilot and she loved working on her machinery, so I took the tinkering and mechanic aspect away from her. Although...I do still have an old mechanic pin-up drawing I did a few years back...

🌙 Carmen still thinks robots are cool, though! Didn't take that away from her. She also likes dinosaurs, dragons, comics. Since the only one I'm aware of in One Piece is Sora Warrior the Sea, she's an avid Sora fan and goes straight to the strip whenever the paper drops. She also really likes anything considered scary and strange. She likes to catch spiders, lizards, insects. As mentioned above, she has a fascination with Thriller Bark. Her favorite holiday is Halloween - she loves all things Halloween. In the real world, the Monster Mash is one of her favorite songs.

🌙 Also...in a real-world setting, she fucking loves ALF??? (She's watching ALF all the time in Gundam)

🌙 Beyond her interests and sense of humor, she herself is also incredibly...weird? Strange? Off-putting maybe? Franky will describe her as sketchy earlier on (Wandering Star, episode 5), even as she warms up to everyone, I'm not sure that opinion really goes away.

🌙 Very much a trickster - it's her base for how she functions even later in work and play. If you've read any of Wandering Star, you know she absolutely cannot be trusted - not unless you truly get to know her, at least. But before that, she knows how to read people due to her job and absolutely will use it to her advantage.

🌙 She has ridiculous willpower when it comes to reaching her goals. Originally, she wasn't going to have Conqueror's Haki, but after reading more about it, I realized it would be absolutely fitting for her.

🌙 I kept with my other rules though. No Future Sight, she can't hear the Voice of All Things, and she is not a "D". Her middle name for well over a decade has been Dolores, so I removed it entirely for that purpose. While she is good with Haki because of her upbringing in a powerful kingdom with a Haki-based military and her family being personal friends with the Captain of the Guard who would train her from a young age, she is far less reliant on it now. However, she does often pair observation Haki with her powers, and has pretty much ceased use of armament. Her whole thing is just "don't get hit", which usually works out for her with her speed and precision - but is absolutely not always the case.

🌙 She doesn't like to use shields or wear helmets, even in battle. That was a big thing that came up often in her insertions for Berserk and Gundam. With armor, she just likes to keep everything light.

🌙 She doesn't like to wear shoes. That's just always been a thing with her. She will compromise with some black flats or comfy sneakers though.

🌙 I've noticed she's always incredibly nomadic. In AOT, it was the Survey Corps. In Berserk, she was a mercenary. In Gundam, she was Airborne. She holds rank across the board, too.

🌙 On that note, I'll say she feels very much like a natural-born leader. While she can be crude and cold (often) she still always very much cares for her men, and they give love and loyalty in return. In One Piece, you'll see what she was willing to give just to be sure her men had adequate training (for victory and survival), food, clothing, and shelter. Her and her men are always like a family, that's across the board. They like to sing a lot, especially around their campfires.

🌙 Singing and dancing is something that has carried over for her since I was a child. As much as I hate it, it is a major part of her as a character and has been from the start. In One Piece especially, after certain events you'll see she'll use singing to kinda self-soothe (also I've noticed when she sings, unless she's performing, it's always sad songs or love songs???), and dancing is very freeing for her. In stories across the board, she's always working at a club of some kind that leads into the main story. For Berserk, it was pretty much the same as One Piece when the Band of the Hawk came through. In Gundam, she was working in a far sleezier little place, stole a cop car to attempt to drift it to try to impress a guy and got arrested - with current world events, they gave her the option of prison or military. She chose military and went on to become a Major, and yes, at least one war crime was committed on her part. To further illustrate her brand of violence even from back then, there was one scene after she had just lost one of her men where she stepped on ground soldiers with her mobile suit, smearing a few of them.

🌙 The pilot thing always carries over in some way shape or form. If it's not a mobile suit or an aircraft, it will be a black Jeep or a black horse. In One Piece, she will come to find she adores sailing ships.

🌙 Another really big thing that will always carry over across the board is at some point, she will lose her hair. In Berserk, she willingly cuts it off out of grief. In Gundam, her hair is already short for the main story, and you get the event in a backstory OVA. For One Piece, I know exactly when it happens. Which, across the board, it is devastating because of how special hair seems to be for her.

🌙 Also for appearance, her weight can tend to slightly fluctuate as well. In the main story for Gundam, her stomach has a bit of softness. During WS, she's very toned, bathes often. Post-WS she's still fit, but her stomach is softer, she doesn't bathe as often (maybe every 3 days). Some TMI, she's not a dancer anymore, so she doesn't have to keep everything clean-shaven down there, and she doesn't. In WS, her scent was like a sweet spicey vanilla amber on her skin and flowery/fruity for her hair. After WS, she just smells like sea salt and her captain. Even though she has a pretty bad scar between her shoulder blades (that's new for her) she will probably get the moon phase tattoo down her back that she had in Gundam.

🌙 Aside from appearance, there are plenty of core story elements that have always and forever carried over and translated to the worlds, but I think that's all I'm willing to give for now while I'm actually posting Wandering Star.

🌙 For some more character development info: If you've been following me, you've probably seen me mention a handful of times I've had Carmen since kindergarten. My first memory of her is on the playground and she was a VeggieTales OC at the time (can you believe???) But her first full, actual insertion was Sonic the Hedgehog when I was in second grade. Fun fact: her eyes are still purple to this day because of her Sonic insert.

🌙 On that note, while she's gone through many changes and developments over the past couple of decades, you will see plenty other artifacts still shining through from her inspos. Esmeralda from Hunchback of Notre Dame was one to the point where it permanently affected part of her style (fully, depending on the world. But I love her One Piece insert because it somehow let her two distinct styles come together and kinda fuse).

🌙 If you've read episode 2 of Wandering Star, her meeting everyone was based off Esmeralda's dance, and even her family house words "Let Justice Be Done" spill over from that character. And those house words have been used in multiple inserts. Though I will say, over the years I've noticed she's developed her own darker sense of justice. Oh, also the Thane family crest carried over from Berserk (it's just Skull Knight's sigil - don't tell anyone).

🌙 Another huge impact for developing her to who she is today was Lara Croft (I was just...so into Lara Croft as a child...all the Tomb Raider games...man) - that whole 'tough girl' thing has stuck, but more importantly, it was the beginning of her dual wielding that was solidified with her Attack on Titan insert. Between the two, I've had her current fighting style for a while and was delighted when I saw how similar it was to Killer's own fighting style. Fun fact: when I make her in video games, I play as her - go for the choices she would make, the armor she would wear, the weapons she would use. In my thousand plus hours of Monster Hunter World/Iceborne and Rise/Sunbreak, I have only touched dual blades for serious gameplay.

🌙 Beyond dual-wielding, duality is a major character element of her I have picked up on over the years - how she's incredibly cold-blooded and brutal with enemies, but how she has such a sweet and devoted loyalty and a gentle heart for those she loves. I noticed duality even manifested itself with her power use in the world of One Piece, even as far as the attack names themselves in the form of a big scary word and a really pretty word (i.e. Eschaton Aurora). That's how it goes for all of her attacks, except one that isn't an attack - it's the softer, loving side of her power use and it's called Honeymoon, though it's never really said. So, there ya go.

🌙 Even further, she always has twins - Rae and Ciri (Raemond and Cirilla). BUT! Interestingly enough, if (and that's a really big IF) she reproduces in the world of One Piece, it'll just be a boy instead of the twins that's she's been having for over two decades. Which...i can't figure out why...But! I do have a name chosen for him! However, I came into this planning to kill her off before she reproduces - it was a rule when I gave in to her insertion. Think I'll just let things play out like I always do.

Anyway...that's enough for now. If you made it this far...wow. All I can say is I hope you like her! I realize she won't be for everyone, but that's okay! Her and her stories keep me going.

#one piece #one piece oc #one piece original character #my oc #original character #wandering star #carmen amsel #oc: carmen #one piece fanfiction

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Encanto Fic Recommendation Pt. 2

Hello! I'm back due to popular demand, jk. My twt moots decided to vote that I should post a second part of this, so here I am!

My opinions are unreliable and are more on the emotions I felt while reading. And it is given that I get too tired of writing the "reviews" that some fics will have one to none, but it doesn't mean that I don't love it, I'm just lazy.

Please tag the authors if they are here so I can tag them in their respective works.

And without further ado, fic recommendation pt. 2! Part 1

Series

Finding Your Place by monkiimax

The Sandman by cthene

La Familia Madrigal: Future Gen by GhostsintheAttic

What Does Love Sound Like? by Highly_Illogical

~ Encanto (En) by Syl_05

La Luna by luna_de_encanto (@lunamadrigal )

One-Shots

Three Pairs of Big Brown Eyes by TrixySpirit

Pinching The Pancita by GlitterNight (@glitternightingale)

Glass is Just Hot Sand by adoraberry

A Helping Hand by whelmedtobehere

and here, she rests by bthumanity

A little dinner scandal by SrebrnaFH

Stand-Alone

The Sandman by cthene (@cthene) = I am absolutely devastated with this fic. As much as I love their dynamic, I'm still crying. Bruno is such a badass when he learns to protect his family. Very wholesome, and will have you holding your breath every sentence, especially in chapter 2. Bring tissues, the angst is just *weeps*

The Precipice by RinnySega (@rinnysega) = I'm emotionally invested in this fic and I can't stop crying. pls RINNY STOP TORTURING OUR BOI

something unexpected by Wikluk for ADabOfBlessings (@wikluk) = holy shit Julie is pregnant and Antonio being the primo mayor he always wanted to be.

Help will always be offered by Casita by Dragonposeidon = Characters watch the movie but with young Alma and Pedro adgfksdfsks please theyre trying.

A New Way of Life by Catlovingmermaid = yeah Mirabel getting her legs crushed and their magic is gone. Now this got me thinking, why do we always put her into so much emotional damage? ahdajksdka but yeah same.

Eternal Candle Light by Sanda_Brask = Mariano/Dolores being the cute married couple but with the angst

Rumble Thy Bellyful! by cheetour (@cheetee) = Mariano being the resident himbo is so funyyyyy. and also Mariano/Dolores.

Object Permanence by cannibalthoughts = Mirabel found it hard to pin down Bruno but he was so good at blending with the shadows.

Written in Glass Not Stone by CaptainTardis = The family makes amends and fixes the cracks before they get worse.

Letting In The Light by WifeOfBean (@wifeofbean) = two words, emotional damage. i can only imagine how hurt Alma is, but at least she got reunited with Pedro? ig? anyways, im thinking as they are also Madrigals, would they get gifts too?

Anything To Remember by Buckalicious = Mirabel wants to remember her tio Bruno and the candle helps her.

A Second's Forever by masqcat = *cries loudly* poor Julieta.

And I Hear You by IBleedCottonCandy = Dolores had been through a lot just to have her happy ending. a lot of family angst and heartbreak.

Moving to the moment and the moment to the moving by ShyLittle_Frog = im a little confused with the timeline but the idea for this fic is amzing. and also, little Mirabel grrrr

Tremors by Missilestorm (@missilestorm1) = Mirabel finally gets a gift after the fall of Casita, but she feels more isolated more than ever.

This Might As Well Happen by LissyStrata = Bruno becomes a rat and the family bonds over it.

The Rats Talking in the Walls by SorryIWasAsleep (@sorryiwasasleep) = Instead of going to Luisa, Mirabel takes the Dolores's words literally and went to Antonio.

Primos by LittleRedTea = collection of one-shots of Milo & Mira duo throughout the years.

What if Mirabel was Banished? by GoldenRose29 = a twist on villain Mirabel but this time the family deserved everything. I mean why the fuck would they banish a child and then ban her from seeing her mother? And her only support was her grandpa and Pedro being supportive abuelo. zsdjzhfkjhfs so much feels for this.

the unspoken (in)visible pain by the_glare_you_see = scrappy Mira ftw.

Burned And Buried by Hlootooart (@hlootooart) = have u seen the art and this fic??!! its amazing. the family dynamics are well-written. the world? just amazing

Nothing In This World by EchoBleu = the family thought that Bruno killed Mirabel and now they're back in the Encanto.

One Step Closer by Breanna (@breannaaiedail) = she's back with another fic for the The Distance Between Us series. It's angsty. It's comforting. And if you read my previous fic rec, you know how much I love this series.

A Miracle, Ten Years Overdue by karimeaway = Mirabel as a ghost that only Antonio can see.

And Every Year Our Family Blessings Grow by Calicy = Dolores got pregnant unexpectedly, they eloped, and Mariano gets in trouble with Dolores's family.

Choices, Chances and Changes by Baamon5evr = I love the alternating time povs of this fic. basically, Bruno and Mirabel runaway from the Encanto and then returned.

Among the Emeralds by crazyashley (@thecrazyashley-blog) = Bruno/OC where the OC is a cafe owner and a book enthusiast. THEY ARE SO CUTE TOGETHER

NSFW

The Shade of the Sheets Before All the Stains by inredbluegreen = Bruno/Reader but the reader is a prostitute. Honestly, this made me want to be one if I get Bruno as a customer. I'm a thirsty bitch for him just for him tho.

EDIT: if it’s not a bother, you can check the fics I wrote too! skdhdkaks pls i need validation jk 1/2. anyways enjoy!

#encanto fanfic #encanto #disney encanto #madrigal family #encanto fanfic recomendation #familia madrigal

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#5

Hi everyone! This is the second Encanto smut fic I have done and the first in my circus, travelling show au! The idea is the Madrigal family have a travelling circus and each member of the family uses their gifts in an act or as a way to help the family. They are a bit more corrupt than in the film, but it's done with the best of intentions. At the end of the day, they need to survive and have money in order to do so and if it means Camilo pickpocketing or Luisa always winning at arm wrestling for ten pesos a go, then so be it.

This is based off the song "Rhythm of the Tambourine" from the Hunchback of Notre Dame musical and whenever I hear it, I just think Pepa. Guess it helps that's the musical my theatre group is doing this year.

Also, I am acknowledging that it is a repeat of what I published a week ago, but Tumblr posted it as a quote rather than a post and the notes weren't doing so hot. And if the Spanish is completely botched, I do apologise as well, that is Google translate, though I did get help from @foreveranevilregal who is a dear Internet friend of mine.

Hope you enjoy!

Charlotte :) x

"People are staring."

People were staring. They were staring and cheering and clapping and whooping and yelling. And Félix fucking loved it. He loved that others got to see how his vida, his sól, his...everything, move and sway to the music that the band was playing. Pepa laughed, carefree and glowing as she pulled up the silk hem of her dress to reveal a flash of a pale, freckled and oh so beautiful leg, much to the crowd's delight.  She had them eating out of the palm of her hand and she knew it. Félix whistled and clapped louder than anyone else and threw over her tambourine that she would use in her performances. Whenever the tambourine came into play was when things got really intense and interesting. Both Pepa and Félix knew the routine by heart now as did the rest of the family. Pepa would start playing her tambourine, slapping it on her hip to the beat and revelling in the applause and adoration that she received. It was whilst the crowd was distracted, that Camilo would start his pickpocketing, transforming into a multitude of people so as not to arouse too much suspicion. Antonio helped his brother by turning on the cute and asking ladies that he and his baby capybara were lost and looking for his mother. The ladies would coo and aw and start helping by looking through the crowds, by which point Dolores always interrupted, charging through asking if anyone had seen her child and his baby capybara. "Mamá!" Antonio cried, hugging his sister close. "Tonio, there you are!" Dolores shook her head and looked at the women apologetically. "Lo siento, he always goes missing. Even though," she'd say, turning him upside down. "I tell him not to. Maybe you'd like to be sold to the circus hombrecito? Huh?" Antonio burst into fits of giggles, much to the delight and relief of the women who had helped. "Now, what do you say to the nice ladies?" Antonio smoothed his shirt as he was placed on the floor, looking away shyly. "Gracias señoras," he whispered, his eyes dark and round. The eldest of the women handed over a ten peso note to Antonio and patted him on the head. "Get yourself something nice, ¿entiendes, joven?" "Si! Gracias!" Satisfied all was well, she nodded and shuffled away to join her friends. Antonio immediately put it in his pocket and held onto Dolores' hand as they weaved through the crowds. "Why do I have to be bait? Can't I do something else?" Dolores rolled her eyes a little, holding onto his hand more firmly. "Tonito, we've been through this already, recordar? Mamá told you, you're the bait cos you're small and cute. Camilo was the same when he was your age, as was I." Antonio slumped his shoulders, looking away. "It's no fun though! Chispi junior is getting tired of it." The young capybara who was following the duo pretended to drop dead for effect  twitching its back paw. Antonio bent down and whispered to it. "Get up, we're not doing dead pet today," he hissed, watching as it rolled back over with a squeak.

On the main stage, Pepa was starting to tire but she never let it show, she didn't allow herself to. The spectators wanted a performance and a performance they got. She signalled to the band to slow the music down to something more seductive, more sensual. Pepa rolled her shoulder to the crowd and let a slip of bare skin show through. Félix felt himself flush and his pants become taut; she always caused this to happen to him and if she allowed it, he would be having his way with her later on. Showering her with praise; for a good show, for getting him so fucking hard, for sucking his cock like a good girl, giving paying eyes a performance they wouldn't forget. It wasn't often that they would do this, but on occasion through word of mouth, for a fee and the right words, they would put on a show that only himself and his corazon would usually experience. He was a showman, after all, and whilst sharing his wife was out of the question, he loved knowing that people would be willing to hand over their hard earned cash, knowing that all they had for relief was their hand, whilst he had this gorgeous goddess of a woman to help him.

With a final flourish, Pepa skidded on her knees and began to crawl lowly towards a particularly keen member of the audience, who was enchanted and also intimidated. She wraps her silk scarf around him, pressing herself into his chest as she whispered something in his ear with a wink. He nods and gulps. Félix chuckled as he watched all the blood leave from this poor soul's head. "Thata girl Pepita," he whispered to himself, praising his beloved from afar. "Conseguir mas clientes para papi."

Later that night, there were a handful of men in Pepa and Félix's tent, watching the couple as they got intimate with one another. There were only two rules that both Félix and Pepa agreed on before deciding to give this exhibitionism a go; cash upfront and no touching the goods. Customers could touch themselves and each other even, but if they were to reach out or touch Félix or Pepa, the show immediately stopped and they would be promptly kicked out and banned for life.

The atmosphere was humid and fuggy, which in a way helped as the audience wasn't as noticeable and Pepa could truly concentrate on herself and Félix. "Ay, hay una buena chica. Te gusta que papi te llene, ¿no?" he grunted, digging his fingers into the delicate skin of her thighs, where there was sure to be bruising. Pepa shuddered her breath and nodded. "S-si...me encanta la polla de papi, me llena tan bien...." she squeaked the last part, seeing stars as Félix hit the perfect spot and gave her ass a sharp smack, which intermingled with the slap of his balls against her skin. The younger woman moaned out loud, keening under his touch, bring even more turned on by the fact that they were being watched. Through the fog created by her (that she will never apologise for), she could make out the man from earlier hungrily stroking his length, his gaze totally transfixed on the couple. She shook her head and giggled. "What's the matter? Is someone jealous?" she asked sweetly with a tilt of her head. He was about to speak when she tutted. "Now now, be a good boy and come quietly for me, si? I don't want you to ruin it for these good paying people." He gulped out a yes and nodded. "S-si Señora..."

Félix grinned proudly and bent over to whisper in his wife's ear. "Excellent mi vida," he praised sweetly, making her shudder and a warm rain to start in the room. "Haha, that's my girl!" Félix boomed, clapping. "Wepa, wepa!"

That was what did it for her. Not the fact that she was being watched, lusted after, knowing that she had multiple people under her spell, but Félix giving her praise. Praise that she had long craved for since she was a little girl who was only praised when she was of use to others. Well now she was taking that power back and it felt fucking good. Pepa growled, her nails scratching into the floor as she tensed up with Félix feeling her around his cock. "That's it Pepita, cum for papi. There's a good girl..." he crooned softly to her.

"F - Féli..." she stuttered, rutting against him. "I'm gonna..."

Félix nodded and pulled on her hair. "Lo sé, princesa. Corre en la polla de papá como la zorra que sé que eres."

Pepa's words got stuck in her throat as she hit her high and came hard. The build up she had been experiencing spread throughout her, making her toes and fingers curl and stretch out at the same, a look of pure, concentrated bliss appeared on her face and she breathed deeper as the electricity gave out in favour of warmth, which manifested itself into bright sunshine. Félix smiled as he pulled out as gently as he could, his now soft dick warm and wet with his and Pepa's cum.

They looked knowingly and lovingly at each other, basking in the glow that never failed to occur. "People are watching mi amor," Pepa whispered, putting her hand onto Félix's cheek, her heart still hammering away. Félix merely shrugged and waved confidently to the audience, who had very much enjoyed the show, the sound of flies being done up echoing around the small tent.

"I know."

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#4

One Encanto HC I will fucking die on is when Pepa and Félix are still courting, Pepa is wondering out loud if Félix loves her. It's in thr market square, this big musical number and it's the its in his kiss song by Cher. I am not budging on that. Cue the back up singers consisting of Bruno, Julieta and a few friends being all "is it in his eyes?" and Pepa being like "It's in his kiss..." whilst holding a bunch of flowers and lying back on the flower stall. The stall owner is part annoyed, part concerned. "Are you okay?" *song goes on* "Y-you'd better pay for that!" *Pepa and the others walk off still singing* "I know where you live!"

44 notes - Posted May 3, 2022

#3

Found this on Facebook and y'all...I feel seen. I know I'm autistic anyway, but there's no need to call me out like that

*Dewey Duck voice* - You mean it's been autism this whole time?

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101 notes - Posted April 12, 2022

#2

"Write the smut you want to read." - wealwaystalkaboutbruno

Hi everyone! So, I was looking on the blog of foreveranevilregal and noticed that she did Pepa and Félix prompts. Rather spicy ones I may add, so being a Pepa and Félix shipper myself, I shot a message, she shot back and we got chatting! I have taken a prompt from her list of prompts (with permission!) and this is the result. Haven't written smut like this for a good...*thinks for a moment* almost seven years? And it was Glee and also Pitch Perfect #fatamyandbumperforever.

So yeah, hope you enjoy and see what you think!

"What happens if I do this?"

Pepa knew the look in his eyes, the daring, wild, loving look that he used for her and her only. Eyes that said "I love you with every fiber of my being." Eyes that would wink cheekily when his face was in between her thighs (arguably a favourite spot of his). Eyes that looked in complete adoration and awe when she gave birth to each of their children. Now, Félix very much had "come to bed" eyes, the pupil and iris mixing into multiple shades of brown, gold and even flecks of green.

He pursed his lips towards their bedroom door and raised his eyebrows in suggestion. Whilst usually, the younger woman wouldn't even need to be told twice, she was admittedly hesitant; the house was empty, but what if someone came back? What if her mamá went looking for her? Then what? Félix seemed to sense this and strolled over to his wife, placing a gentle but strong hand over the small of her back and peppered her neck with kisses and tiny bites. Pepa turned a deep shade of pink and the temperature in the room turned warmer by a few degrees. Not that the people of the encanto would notice; there had been a bout of good weather, a few degrees warmer wouldn't make anyone assume something was happening.

"Mi vida...." he sang softly, now running his fingers up and down her arm, the tips tracing the tiny hairs. She rolled her eyes at this, but was struggling to resist his charms. It was one of the things that made her fall for him in the first place. "I know you want it," Félix whispered in a lower tone. Ooh, now she was listening. "You'd look beautiful mi corazon. Spread out, my face in between your legs..." Pepa was all ears. If there was one thing she could never turn down, it was oral. The way he'd use his lips to create suction against her folds, his tongue becoming sharp and poking at her delicate clit, driving her wild every time...

"Okay..." she found herself saying. Félix practically danced with glee, the excitement in his pants already evident. Whilst not particularly long, much like its owner, it was incredibly thick and more than whetted Pepa's seemingly insatiable hunger when the mood took her.

With a grin, Félix flipped her onto his shoulders and gave her ass a short, sharp spank, the sound masking the moan that came out. "That's it, Pepa. Papi's gonna take good care of you."

Pepa's heart was now racing, with the temperature matching her thoughts. Hot, hot and fucking hot. As he carried her up the stairs, Félix wiped his brow. He noticed they had stopped at the picture of his father in law that adorned the wall and was them. He muttered a quick apology about what he was about to do to Pedro's daughter and dashed up the rest of the stairs two at a time, leaving Pepa to cling on for dear life until she was tossed onto their bed with a soft thump. Félix Madrigal was a man on a mission and if his wife ended up being collateral damage, then so be it. She was just about to change her position when Félix lifted his finger whilst searching for supplies with his back turned. "I wouldn't do that if I were you..." he sang in a slightly menacing, but also joking tone.

It wasn't often that Félix let out this side of him, much preferring to be the spectator and worshipper than be in control and whilst it was something that Pepa didn't complain about (and why should she?), even she had to agree that it would be nice to be the one ordered around for once. To be the one in terrified awe of what was going to happen next, what the next touch would bring. All she could do was nod and return to how she was beforehand. A cry of triumph was heard as Félix found what he was looking for. Pepa looked up and her eyes grew wide, a hot and dense cloud appearing overhead. In his hands were a small bottle of lube, a gold and black silky blindfold and a pair of handcuffs, teasing Pepa as they glistened in the light.

"Félix, I-" Pepa was cut short by Félix shushing her softly and instructing her to lift her head, which she did with great ease. Her world turned dark as he tied a blindfold around her eyes, the silk refreshingly cool against her skin. She jumped and squealed as he lightly nipped her earlobe, immediately cooling it down again with a swipe of his tongue.

"Tan hermosa, mi amor..." Félix whispered, leaning over his wife's body. Pepa shivered with anticipation as Félix traced a finger down her cheek and along her side, making sure to stop next to her thigh. "Hmmm..." she heard him muse and drum up and down on her pale complexion. "Ah!" A decision was made. Her head followed the sound; his finger pretending to be impatient as he bunched up her dress with his left hand. Pepa gave a small gasp. She hadn't realised how warm she actually was until her skin was met with the (only slightly) cooler air. Félix clearly didn't want that and tutted in mock disapproval. "I didn't say you could speak, did I?" he asked, his fingers now interlacing with the delicate material of her panties. Head shake. Félix cocked his head. "I'm sorry, what was that? I didn't hear you." Pepa shot daggers through the dark material. Oh, this was how he was playing, was it? Very well. "No, sir," she muttered, knowing he liked that. Félix felt his pants jump at that; not that he wasn't turned on already, but god damn, something about her calling him 'sir', it just did things to him. "Good girl," he cooed, his fingers now at her core.

If his fingers could talk, they'd be complaining at the heat radiating from the woman of his life, it was crazy how much heat she'd give off! He made eye contact with her, never leaving for a moment as he slipped a digit into the source. He hitched his breath, as did she. She was so warm, so wet and intoxicating, he swore he could get drunk just off her and her alone.

"Félix..." she whispered softly, biting her lip and leaving a darkened trace of where her teeth were. He put a hand up to shush her, the other pumping into a rythmn. In, out, in, out. Oh, she was loosening up nicely; her walls became more slick with arousal and the small whispers of his name had started to become pathetic whimpers parting from her lips. With a menacing grin, he inserted a second finger and curled them both, not once losing rythmn. In out, in out. Pepa's hips buckled into his fingers, having too much fun to notice that the room and the encanto were slowly becoming a sauna.

By this point, even Félix had noticed the heat and had to stop for a second. Pepa let out an indignant whine as his fingers left and didn't curl back in; why was it just when she was getting into a rythmn and enjoying herself that it had to stop? Félix gave a low chuckle and took his shirt off, showing off a solid chest covered with thousands of grey hairs that were shiny with sweat and frizzy from the humidity generated from his wife. She reached out a slender hand and put it on his chest, feeling the dull thumps of his heartbeat, having no doubt that his pants would feel the same. The older man took her hand and kissed it softly, whispering her praises as the taste of skin fell on his eager lips; salt intermingled with an underlying sweetness that reminded him of their favourite wine.

His wife on the other hand, was revelling in the attention that he was bestowing upon her. She loved being showered with praise, sometimes to a fault, but having not heard it unless she was being of service for so long, it wasn't like she could be blamed for having a bit (okay, a lot) of a praise kink.

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It's HC time my dudes! Awww yeeeeah!

So my twin sister showed me a picture where Félix is carrying baby Antonio in a chest sling (picture for reference) and it got me thinking. I know there's a joke in the Encanto fandom where Camilo and Mirabel are twins seeing how they're so close in age with both Félix and Augustín fearing for their lives during their respective wife's pregnancy, so once both babies are born, Félix takes them both out around the town wearing a baby sling. Camilo in the front and Mirabel chilling in the back. The sweet old dears of the town gather around baby Camilo, cooing and awwing, with Camilo naturally soaking up the attention. Félix seizes his opportunity. "Perdóneme señoras, but I know something better than one baby..." He turns around and there is Mirabel, looking around with her wide, dark eyes. "DOS BEBÉS!"

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[lariskapargitay]

Encanto characters and their favorite Disney movies.

Alma- Snow White. First off, in canon, she would have been there for the very first Disney movie and it would have been ‘magic’ and amazing and reminded her of her youth. The prince gets the princess, the witch gets defeated, death can be defeated with true loves kiss, they get to go live in a magic castle in the clouds at the end with her true love after she was kicked out of her home by a villain… She would stan tf out of Snowwhite and she doesn’t care how old she is, she always gets teary eyed at the end

Pepa- Sleeping Beauty. Pepa may love dancing to traditional Colombian music but she also loves the ballet and she recognizes the music which is why she loves this movie so much. Plus it’s one of their classic love stories and she has a huge soft spot for it. Also the spindle scene used to TERRIFY her to the point the first time little five years old Pepa watched it she sobbed and had to hide her face and sleep in Alma’s bed for a week straight and Bruno would freak her tf out just by going ‘touch the spindle… touch it I say!’ And even as an adult she hates that stupid ass creepy line (which definitely isn’t me reliving my own trauma and passing it onto my fave)

Julieta- Aristocats. I have no idea, don’t even ask. She just looks like she would just like that suave jazzy music (and a movie where a loving devoted mother of three gets to star in her own romance with a guy who doesn’t really fit in? *click click*)

Bruno- *inserts obligatory Ratatouille movie joke* But honestly? Wall-E. He just loves the idea of that weird oddball adorkable little robot saving the day (plus it sorta fits into his oddball ness that while his sisters like the more classic animation, he likes the newer movies)

Agustín- Toy Story. Honestly? There’s no deeper meaning then just thinks it’s funny and cute. He is not ashamed to admit he cried at the third one.

Félix- Also sleeping beauty for no other reason then he gets to see his wife tear up even at fifty years old at the happy ending

Isabela- When she was little she pretended it was Beauty and the Beast. Now that she gets to be imperfect she can admit she loves Atlantis. A sorta unpopular not really ‘romantic’ movie that’s more action adventure then romantic and adorable

Dolores- Her favorite really IS Beauty and the Beast. The classic romance, the songs, the girl with the oddball parent no one in town really likes getting the guy in the end, the sheer perfection that is in every single frame and line… She wore both the soundtrack and the tape OUT when she was a little girl and there’s definitely photographic evidence out there of little Dolores in her mothers yellow dress reenacting the big ballroom scene

Luisa- Lady and the Tramp. Idk why I headcanon Luisa loving dogs and puppies but she does. Also adorable dogs falling in love? What’s more soft and joyful and relaxing than that? 🥺

Camilo- Dramatic theatre kid ass that he is? Is literally anyone doubting that it’s Aladdin? At all? No? Good. (Also he may or may not have based his WDTAB Bruno off his favorite Disney villain just to freak tf out of Mirabal)

Mirabel- Lilo and Stich. First off, we stan non-typical looking Disney heroines. But also the oddball girl who has no powers but the power of being fucking awesome and cool as shit saving the day? She loves it so much

Antonio- Lion King. Mainly for the animals but also Pepa and Félix are about to throw their phones because of how much they have to play ‘can you feel the love tonight’ whenever they’re in the car with him. He may or may not have refused to stop hugging Félix for a good hour after *THAT* scene

#encanto #alma madrigal #julieta madrigal #pepa madrigal #agustin madrigal #félix madrigal #dolores madrigal #camilo madrigal #bruno madrigal #isabela madrigal #luisa madrigal #antonio madrigal #mirabel madrigal #disney thoughts #disney encanto #encanto headcanons #there’s a photo limit

[heyhoeudoin]

JOKES ON YOU

"The bad girl and the good boy, huh? Who would have thought."

pairing: famous!camilo madrigal x infamous!reader

words: 5.4k

genre/s: modern!au, fluff, angst ish: hurt/comfort?

warning/s: swearing, sad stuff (i hope), she/they (i hope)

synopsis: camilo seeks help from someone and that someone just happens to be you

masterlist ; part 2

a/n: i've had this idea for a while now and it took forever to write. sorry if things are a bit messy, my thought process kept changing. hopefully y'all enjoy though!

welcome to encanto! a totally normal city with a famous family that is highly treated like royalty or of importance, the madrigals, and an infamous family that is treated like criminals or outcasts, the l/ns.

in actuality, these two families are just regular people; one that is very likable and the other not so much.

the madrigals consists of three generations:

alma 'abuela' madrigal, she gave birth to triplets: julieta, pepa, and bruno. julieta married agustin and gave birth to three daughters: isabela, luisa, and mirabel. bruno didn't marry anyone. pepa married felix and gave birth to a daughter and two sons: dolores, camilo, and antonio.

the l/n also consists of three generations (i'll be using the same family set up from my other work: In Love?):

adella 'mistress' l/n, she gave birth to two sons: dante and f/n. dante is a single dad with a single son: carlos. while f/n married m/n and has two children: irene and well, you.

the difference with these two families is nothing, well, except maybe their jobs and lifestyle.

in the madrigal family; alma owns a school, julieta is the head chef, pepa is the geography teacher, bruno is the history teacher, agustin is the school's entomologist, felix is the guidance counselor. now for the grandchildren, dolores (lovable but quiet) and isabela (the popular girl) are college students; law and biology, respectively, luisa is a third year in high school who is very popular for her strengths, camilo (handsome and troublemaker) and mirabel (pretty and trendsetter) are first years, while antonio (animals! and cute!) is still in kindergarten.

meanwhile in the l/n family; adella owns a casino, dante is the 'boss' for the underground criminals, f/n is a 'shady' doctor, and m/n makes weapons for a living. for the grandchildren, carlos (quiet but intimidating) is a college student who works on poison; toxicology, irene is a third year in high school and he knows everything (whether you'd lie to him, your feelings, etc.), and then you, you're a first year and your reputation? nothing, you're just scary and unapproachable thus why your a loner (but hey, you kinda like it).

interesting dynamics, huh? well, our focus in this story is you and camilo.

the two of you are polar opposites!

camilo here is famous for being a madrigal and his abundant amount of charisma. while you're the outcast for being a l/n and that you're scary and unapproachable. well, that's what people see mostly from what they see and from rumors.

you and camilo were never seen together; talking to each other. both of you were never heard talking about each other even! it's like you two don't even know the other exists!

but that's a lie.

camilo here, actually admires you. why? because, well, first of all, you're very fucking pretty and you're also one of the smartest people! you're always within top five in the entire school. also for your freedom? it just looks like your always in your own world; no one putting pressure on you to be... perfect. camilo is sort of also envious of you.

you, on the other hand, sort of despise camilo. how did that happen? nothing. sure, he's all handsome and knows exactly how to put smiles on people, but how does he just always have people around him. here you are trying to survive from people throwing daggers at you! you are also a bit jealous of camilo.

one coin with two very different sides; looked upon with different angles. however, things change with one visit to the old school building.

camilo just wanted to get away from his massive fan group, be alone for once in his life, but he's too nice to turn them down. it has always been like that, the moment he exits out of his classroom: hoarded by people!

except, when he noticed no one flocked towards him like usual, he immediately took that and ran. where? he doesn't know but then, somehow he made it to the old school building.

the reason why no one hoarded camilo was because you were right behind him when he exited out of the classroom.

and people tend to fear you more than they adore camilo.

back to camilo, when he entered the abandoned building; super eerie, especially with all the dust and debris everywhere. then he noticed a hall with lit lanterns leading up to a clean room with furniture. no it wasn't the school desks; those were gone. from what he could see (since the room is dark and the only light source is the dim lantern in the middle of the room), the room had a couple of couches, a bed, a few fridges, a huge tv (somehow), and a couple of tables then some more stuff other than that.

as if this place was someone's hideout.

camilo decided to just stay around until the next classes start, right now it's lunch which means he's got an hour to stay here.

a long while later, camilo had already snooped through most the things in the room, of course, he tried his best to put them back properly. he also tried to look for a light switch, but then couldn't find one.

'this person sure do like the dark.' camilo sighs out before laying down onto the bed.

after a few seconds, camilo started crying.

...you watched all of it happen.

yes, the hideout in the old school building is yours. meaning, you saw a random person stroll into your room, started snooping around, then laid onto your bed, then started crying.

at first you were pissed, thinking of shouting at the person in your safe space, but then you saw them also carefully handling your things and weren't making any messes. so you let them be and just continued on with reading your book (yes, in the dark).

but then the person started crying, and of course you heard. however, you have no idea what to do so you let the person be for a while to let them cry out their feelings.

after all, it is better to vent out rather than pile it all inside.

"are you feeling a bit better now?"

camilo stood up from the bed so quick, his vision went black for a second. "huh?!" he let out while you just laughed at his shocked state, "how long have you been there?" he asked frantically as you just continue to laugh.

you wiped off fake tears, "i've always been here. you're not used to the dark, huh?" you asked with a half-hearted smile. camilo (you don't know it's camilo) huffed, "well, sorry i'm not a vampire!" you snorted, "yeah, you're not. you're a gremlin, though." you pointed out then laughed harder when he started throwing a tantrum.

you let out a content sigh, "alright, now that i made you a bit comfortable. mind telling me why you were crying? i'll give you a free therapy session." you snickered at the last bit, but camilo knows you were serious about your question.

camilo shifted on the bed, seemingly uncomfortable into letting out and you noticed. "hey, it's fine. you don't have to share, unless you're more wary if i know who you are?" you called out as he turned away a bit. "bullseye?" you smirked, "well, can you see me?" you asked to which he looked over to where your voice was, "uh no–" you snapped your fingers, "exactly! if you can barely see me, what more than me knowing who you are?"

camilo let out a sigh of relief before going back to lay on the bed, "well, mysterious person, don't you ever just feel lonely even with people around you?" he asked making you widen your eyes, "wow, deep question, but no; for me personally at least. although in fairness, that just means that you're not clicking with these people. they're there just because, they aren't your friends in the least, i guess. are the people you hang out with always different?" he lets out a soft, "yeah–" which made you let out a sad smile.

"then you're just a place to visit, never truly staying."

camilo winces at the blunt statement and you saw making you chuckle, "sorry about that, i'm rather straightforward when i need to be. although i could be wrong, i mean i don't really have friends; i stay here during breaks and people avoid me in school." you sheepishly muttered out with an embarrassed look.

camilo then smiles, "then let's be friends!" you turned to him in shock, as in pure absolute shock, "wait! are you sure? i literally just told you that people avoid me like the plague! that's– that's already a reason for itself! that– it must mean that i'm a bad person!" you frantically let out with a hand over your chest while camilo just laughs at you this time.

"you and i laughed together, then i told you a part of my problems to which you gave me an opinion on! a bit hurtful, but the truth hurts right?" you stifled a laugh at that, "true–" "you didn't judge me at all and that's a good thing! i already saw you as a friend when you did that." he scratches the back of his next while looking away.

you stared at him for a couple of seconds before bursting out into a laughter. camilo turned to the sound of your laugh in shock; the laugh is so genuine and loud! it made him start to laugh a bit as well.

"man!" you sighed out, "wow! i've had such good laughs today, damn. if you keep making me feel good like that, i might just force you to stay." you smugly says as camilo huffs his chest out, "more like you're stuck with me; i wasn't going anywhere in the first place!" he calls out making you laugh again and he along as well.

you scoffed, "are you sure though?" he turned to you in confusion, "i mean, classes are about about to start and from what i'm feeling from you: you're a good boy." you stated with a knowing tone as he realizes and stands up.

camilo hurries, well, tries to hurry out to the door, but kept stumbling, "oh my god! i completely forgotten! i gotta go—AH!" fortunately for him, you caught him in time. you stifled a laugh in, "you good?" you asked then held his hand to bring him towards the door.

camilo shivered at the touch of your hand because, one, it was cold and two, he felt strangely weird to be holding hands with you; embarrassed even.

you guided him towards the door, "alright, bye–" "wait!" camilo shouts out, "is it a good time to ask who are you?" he asks with a sheepish tone. you placed your hand on your hip, "dear, just a while ago you were so insecure about me knowing who you are. what makes you think i'll let you know who i am?" you say in such a snide way which made camilo pout a bit to which you saw.

"aw, don't be like that." you cooed, "quite honestly, i'm also insecure about you knowing who i am; i also have a reputation after all. maybe once were both ready, then we can finally introduce ourselves." you explained which made him brighten up, you chuckled at that. "okay!" he nods, "bye-bye, mysterious person!" then leaves, although before he could. "oh and by the way!" you called out,

"if you don't know where to go, you can always come here."

throughout the rest of the day, camilo could only think of the mysterious person (aka you) he met during lunch. this caused him to be distracted for the rest of the day which didn't go unnoticed by his family.

mirabel, who is next to camilo in their limo that is making rounds around the city to pick up the other family members, noticed that her primo is very distracted. she nudged him, "hey, what's wrong with you today?" she asked as camilo turned to her in surprise. he shook his head bashfully, "nothing!– er, nothing... just thinking about some stuff." he says avoiding eye contact.

mirabel hums in suspicion, "thinking huh? well, don't go thinking to hard now. you're getting distracted, right isabela?" she suddenly asks her sister who just arrived inside the limo. "what?" isabela looks up and asks in confusion while mirabel just dismisses her, "never-mind that."

mirabel turns over to camilo again, "i heard that you were spotted walking into the old school building, what were you doing there?" she asks suddenly which made him tense up. mirabel saw and punches his shoulder, "woah dude, calm down, wait, did you bump into y/n?!" camilo perked up at the name, but shook his head, "no–! i'd be a mess if i met y/n!"

mirabel looked at camilo, "what? why would you be a mess?" she then let out a loud gasp and started shaking him, "don't tell me you like her?! camilo, don't! that's so bad!" she exclaims at him while camilo just deadpans at her.

mirabel took out her phone, "here, check this out." she showed camilo a tiktok that went viral: it was you standing in front of a man, who is kneeling down, and saying sorry multiple times then ran away when you extended your hand.

"what was the point of showing me that?" camilo asks as mirabel sighs, "camilo, she's a l/n... people said that they hang out around the old school building, that's why no one goes there anymore." she tries to explain, but camilo only became more confused, "and?" mirabel let out a confused noise, "i mean, why is everyone avoiding and afraid of her? are they that bad or?"

mirabel side glanced at isabela to which she saw and sighed, "camilo, the l/n family are dangerous people. they posses the skills and knowledge that the regular people don't know about; the underground stuff. they own a casino! that's where the most shadiest things happen!" she explains more, but camilo still doesn't get it.

camilo huffs, "well, sure, their family jobs are like that but it doesn't mean that they are bad! whatever, i'll do my own finding. i'm not gonna listen to some rumors and baseless conclusions." he cross his arms together.

mirabel and isabela looked at each other with a knowing look and giggled among themselves.

meanwhile, you got your own problem as well.

your curiosity is killing you! you've been itching to know who that was and why you felt overly the need to... protect him? or rather stay by him. of course, this caused you to have a scowl on your face the rest of the school day. when people saw your face, of course, they spread the rumor of someone pissing you off and that you could blow any minute.

the poor guy who faced your wrath was someone who accidentally bumped into.

"hey, watch where you're... going." the guy who bumped into you faltered when he saw you and worst of all, your glare. you clicked your tongue, "y-y/n!" he stuttered out and back away. you rose your brow, "hey–" he straightened up, "r-right! i'm sorry!" he kneels to you which made you smirk and extend out your hand. the guy thought you were going to hit him or something else scary, so he stood up and ran away.

yeah, after that, people are even more afraid of you now, especially when you're mad.

the only people who'd talk to you are your family and that's it. which is probably why you wanted to talk more to the mysterious person from a while ago; a new person to talk to after forever.

irene, who is staring at you while sipping a drink (the both of you are inside the VIP family area in the casino), "you obsessing over that camilo madrigal again?" he asks, crossing his leg over another.

you looked up at him from your laptop and scoffed, "obsessing? how dare you call it that!" you turned back to your laptop, "someone found my room at the old school building, they were... interesting." your eyes glinted as irene sighed with a worried smile.

"there you go again with your whole 'piqued my interest' thing. who was it anyways?" he asked then suddenly realized something, "wait– how did they even talk to you? your entire batch are afraid of you!" he exclaimed out leaning over the table.

you groaned and rolled your eyes, "the room was dark, as always, he didn't know who i am. same goes for me, i don't know who they are." you sighed out before taking a sip from your drink.

irene stared at you then let out a knowing smirk, "alright then, just be careful." he cooed out while you clicked your tongue, "of course."

from that single day, everything changed.

camilo and you kept secretly meeting each other in the old school building. of course, each other's identity is kept to a secret for reassurance and trust. the two of you always telling each other whatever bothers you two; camilo going on about the pressure of always being perfect and you ranting about things that pisses you off.

until one day, camilo came running into your arms on the brink of tears. he smushed his face into your stomach, your bodies intertwined on the bed. you started caressing his head, "good morning to you too." you softly greeted him as he just let out a grunt. your eyes narrowed, "i'm gonna ask you how you are and i want you to answer me honestly."

"i wanna know who you are, but i don't want you to know who i am. aren't i selfish?" camilo scoffed as you just smiled at him, "that's not selfish, well, it is but sometimes selfish is good. i mean, i also kind of sometimes think like that." you sheepishly told him, getting a bit embarrassed. camilo turned his head up, "really? you wanna know who i am?" he asks all surprised which you though, 'cute.'

you nodded, "yeah! of course, i have a strong sense of curiosity. i got in trouble a lot because of it." you stifled a laugh, "but i remember when we first met you were insecure about it so i didn't... investigate because you're the first person to ever talk to me and i want that to stay." you say bashfully, heat rising up to your cheeks. camilo chuckled at your embarrassed tone making you hit him.

you scoffed, "the jokes on you, camilo." you say quickly which made him turn to you in actual shock and dread, "huh? wait– what– i??? what did you say just now?" he asked all confused, stuttering and all. you did your best to hold your poker face and not burst out laughing, "i said the jokes on you, amigo." you enunciated the last word clearly for him although, that just made him more confused.

camilo shook his head, "i swear i thought you called me by my name." he says all wide eyed except you saw the chance to tease him.

you smirked, "oh? doesn't that mean you think about me a lot?" you snide at him as his jaw drops and his face turning red, "aw! you must really want me to say your name. it's alright, you can say it. i probably don't even know who you are unless your outside famous also then, it's a small maybe." you giggled at the end.

camilo sighs, "well, i am outside famous also, mostly because of my family. i love my family but some times, i don't feel... safe? relaxed? around them. home and family is where you can feel safe and relaxed. where am i suppose to go when i don't wanna go home!" he cries out and goes back to suffocating you into a hug.

this man loves physical affection.

you positioned the two of you on the bed better so that you and him are comfortable. "how about me? do you feel safe– relaxed– no, reassured here with me?" you asked and you felt his head nod into your chest. you chuckled before placing a kiss on his forehead,

"then come and stay with me for how long and whenever you want. if you can't find me, i'd come to you. no matter what, i'll be there."

"well, technically, i wouldn't always know if you need me so call me when you do, i gave you my number for a reason."

after that, camilo knew for a fact that he has—needs—to know who you are. he finally realizes it. all those feelings gathered up, his body does not lie when he shows his physical affection towards you.

camilo madrigal is in love with you.

it is clear as day that camilo has something in his mind; being all happy and giddy before, during, and after school. not that unusual to others, but to the people closest to him? yeah, very suspicious.

and this whole happy-go-lucky era made him go through an event he didn't expect.

camilo now stood inside of the library, at the further area of it (not many people come there). he's in there to look for references he needed for an assignment in english class. he was humming a song that the mysterious person (you) told him about and because of this, he didn't notice that he was walking into a person.

camilo held his hand to his head while he staggered backwards a bit while a thud on the floor was heard. "my poor ass." you mumbled out now laying on the floor with glare on your face, but then that changed when you saw it was camilo, "shit."

camilo held his hand out, "i'm sorry so about that." he says shaking his head, not seeing that the person he bumped into is you. you took his hand and pulled up, "no, it's fine, also were you just humming (insert song choice)?" you asked as he turned to you in shock; that it is you, y/n, and you know the song. "oh my god, y/n?!" camilo spurred out, tensing up, his hand still intertwined with yours.

you sighed with a disappointed look, "are you going to run away now?" you say with a pout on your face which made camilo straighten up as a blush spreads on his face, 'they're so cute sdfhbskdhf' you saw the blush and smirked, "oh, camilo, don't tell me you're one of those who calls themselves a 'fan' of me?"

camilo shook his head bashfully, "wait, you know who i am?" he asked confused which made you laugh. you combed your hair with your hand, "what? of course i do! if you know who i am, then what more than me knowing who you are? you and i are literally the talk of our grade; we have reputations." you explained as he just nods, still a bit shocked.

camilo nervously stood in front of you, fidgeting with his fingers. you saw which made you sigh and place a hand on your hip, "sorry, i'm making you uncomfortable– i mean, the book i need isn't in this aisle, i'll just go somewhere else." you fumbled out before turning around and walking away.

low-key hoping that camilo would stop you.

but he didn't.

kidding, he did.

camilo took a hold of your hand before you could leave the aisle, "sorry! i mean– sorry, about that. i just– i'm kinda interested in you!" he exclaimed suddenly because of his nervous state. camilo noticed what he said and put a hand over his mouth, "what the hell did i just say?! i'm so sorry–! i meant that, let's get to know each other better? wait, no, that just makes it seem like i'm desperate. you need help finding that book?" he rambled on which made you burst into laughter.

you put a hand on his shoulder, "camilo, calm down and yes, i need help finding that book. maybe we could help each other with the assignments as well." you said to him as he nods, "yeah! i mean– sure, let's do that." he says sheepishly as you giggle.

the two of you spent the remaining free period studying and completing assignments. then the bell rung.

camilo pouted seeing as he enjoyed his time with you to which you chuckled at the sight. you pinched his cheeks, "aw camilo! don't be sad, tell you what, here have my number. let's have a date later at the cafe down town?" you asked with a small blush on your face. camilo, on the other hand, is very red at your sudden invite. "yes! i mean– sure, i would love to." he let out a nervous giggle at the end while you handed him a piece of paper.

you stood up with your bags and books, "let's meet in an hour." camilo turned to you, "where? at the cafe?" you shook your head and smirked, "once you realize, you know where." you winked at him then left leaving him confused and blushing.

you arrived home with a glare and a red face. carlos, your cousin, and your mother saw seeing as they were nearby. they then nodded to each other; your mother giving carlos some things to calm you down.

carlos held your shoulder and hand, "y//n, calm down, whatever happened it doesn't matter. here have a cup of tea." he says handing you your favorite cup filled with your favorite tea. of course you took a sip of it, "no, no, you calm down carlos, i'm not mad." you told him with a small smile instead of a glare.

carlos deadpans at you, "why the hell were you walking in with a glare and a red face in then?" now, you glare at him, "it's my resting bitch face, carlos." you clicked your tongue at him, "great! i'm kinda pissed now. go away carlos, i got a date to prepare for." you casually say while shooing him.

wrong move.

your mother popped up out of nowhere and immediately started shaking you, "A DATE?!?///11/1/" she screamed at you while carlos stared at you hella shocked, jaw dropped and all. "a date? y/n, please tell me you're joking, you have the worst reputation out of all of us! this might be a prank." he states as you deadpan at him in return.

"mother, stop shaking me and carlos, i'm the one who asked them out. shut the hell up already, i'm getting a headache from the both of you and i don't wanna be in a bad moon when i meet camilo– SHIT!" you accidentally let out who you're going on a date with which made your mother and carlos stare at you with blinking eyes and open mouths.

irene suddenly appeared from the sky, "I HEARD EVERYTHING!" the three of you turned to him in surprise, "irene, please never do that again." your mother tells him, but he just ignores her and goes to you. "i told you to be careful, y/n!" he tries to talk to you but you took this as your cue to lock yourself up in your room. "BYE!"

there stood your mother; who has a teary look of relief, carlos; who's a bit annoyed, and irene; with a smirk on his face. irene turned to carlos, "i win." he says extending his hand as carlos begrudgingly hands over a stack of cash, "puta."

meanwhile at camilo, he cautiously sneaked back to his room and prepare for the date with you. why is he sneaking back? well, his sister, dolores, just apparently knows everything somehow and she's bad with keeping secrets (some times) especially if those secrets are about camilo.

just as camilo was about to get inside his room, dolores popped out of the corner, "i heard that you have a date later." she says scaring camilo who let out a scream which someone else heard and walked over.

camilo sighs as he places a hand over his heart, "gosh dolores, please, you're gonna give me a heart attack one day." he says trying to stir the conversation but dolores didn't budge. "i'm not going to be the one to give you a heart attack, camilo. it's y/n who's going to, after all, you're going on a date with her." she says all teasingly.

mirabel looked at camilo in shock and started shaking him, "you're going on a date with y/n???!!!?/1/1 have you lost your mind?! they're scary! and dangerous! oh my gosh..." she exclaims at camilo who pushes mirabel away a bit.

"calm down mirabel, she's not that bad. they and i literally spent half of the day together and then she asked me out. alright! i'm going to prepare now, shoo shoo." camilo dismisses mirabel's thoughts and pushes them away from his room and locks himself behind it.

camilo, inside his room, then took out the piece of paper you gave him and his phone as well. "alright, i'll just save their number real quick." he mumbles out while typing the numbers then–

"oh my god, i love my life."

hyou sat on the couch at your hideout, waiting for camilo to burst through the doors and give you a big hug– maybe even a kiss if he's bold enough in which you doubt would happen.

oh you were so wrong.

the moment camilo got inside of the room, he ran towards you and picked you up on his shoulder like a sack. it all happened so fast that it took you a while to notice what was going on. by the time you realized, camilo was running on school grounds with you on his shoulder and there was still people on grounds!

meaning, the two of you are trending right now.

you started hitting camilo's back, "camilo! you're an idiot, put me down!" you screamed at him as he just gives you a laugh, "i will once we're out of the school." he says but you just deadpan at him, "what do you mean?! we are out of the school!"

and now here you two are at the cafe, sitting down at the tables outside of said cafe. you glaring at camilo while he just stares at you with a soft smile. you were also scolding him about carrying you until the cafe until, "stop staring at me like that to distract me!" you called out as your cheeks flush in red. camilo just smirks at you, "i'm not staring at you to distract you." he cooed out while you just rolled your eyes.

you took a sip of your drink, "man, take a look at the people filming us right now. can't wait to get trending, yet again." you sighed, nodding at your drink feeling content with it.

camilo shook his head and took a bite of his cake, "i mean, wouldn't change much; we're both always trending." then he pointed his fork at you, "also, you shouldn't pay attention to them. pay attention to me instead, i'm the one your on a date with!" he whined out making you laugh.

you dragged his chair closer towards you then pinched his cheeks, "i am paying attention to you. i've always payed attention to you." you gave him a sly smile while he pouts more, "no fair! you've always got such nice things to say. where are you getting these?!" he whines out as you just laugh at him.

"you'll come up with some, sooner or later. i mean, i'm not going anywhere so take all the time you need." you told him as you boop his nose causing him to scrunch up his nose.

camilo swatted away your hand then his demeanor changed suddenly. you noticed and got nervous since he probably got something in his mind right now. he moved his chair closer to you, "what are you doing?" you asked but he ignored you.

camilo gently took hold of your chin so that you made eye contact with him, "no, y/n, the joke is on you."

you and camilo connected with a kiss.

bonus:

a picture of you and camilo kissing blew up on the internet. you've got a lot of hate for it, but they wouldn't do anything to you. why? because they all know what would happen if you get pissed.

camilo got teased about it a lot some saying that they thought he was gay, even his family thought so too!

the two of you are happy together, and aren't afraid to show it.

the end.

masterlist ; part 2

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[cmivr]

in my dr, characters actually DON'T wear the same thing everyday, which i thought was really cool and also just,, logical?? but here's my opinion on the grandkids

camilo has different colored ruanas, and a few sweatpants. my favorite look is the one w this peach colored button down shirt that looked really good on him istg i died on the spot-

dolores has the best fashion sense out of all of them tbh. her dresses and skirts are always so BEAUTIFUL 😭😭 she has this cream colored flowy skirt with flower patterns that i wanted to steal ngl. also has different chokers with a cloud, a sun, and a raindrop which is super wholesome

ugh i adore tonito so much. doesn't really have a sense of style yet since hes 5?? but dolores always puts him in cute baggy stuff. boy could wear a white sack and he'd still be the familia's top model

luisa wears pants pretty often because she says they're comfier for her, but she fucking kills in the skirts mira makes for her. likes to keep it simple, because she's moving around a lot but damn she's attractive 🚶‍♀️

isabela has different dresses of different lengths with varying colors and flowers on them. she also has new hair color like every other day?!? girl's just wilding and i love her sm

and mirabel!!! omg 🤩 she's the cutest thing ever. her clothes are always such a beautiful mess?? in almost all of her clothing, there has to be something that represents her family some way and it's so sweet. she has this blue ish - lilac skirt with water lilies and white and yellow butterflies sewn onto it for her and isabela and it's like the prettiest thing ive ever seen

#.🍓 #encanto #shifting #camilo madrigal #dolores madrigal #antonio madrigal #luisa madrigal #isabela madrigal #mirabel madrigal #reality shifting #.c!enc

[themountainsays]

Miramilo is such a cute ship,,, I'd imagine cam pretend to be mira's knight in shining armour because he didn't want his "twin" to be bullied. Only he can tease mira 🙄

Anon forgive me, i'm so tired and for a moment I read "pretend to be Mira", "twin" and "bullied" and now i'm thinking about him turning into Mirabel to take the brunt of more than one attack for her, whether it came from kids in town, their grandmother or his own mom, who sometimes gets too emotional and says things she doesn't mean ;-; maybe to the point he (as Mira) is told something that Mirabel SHOULD NOT KNOW. UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE (like for example idk she's adopted or something, or someone disliked her FAR MORE than they thought), and he has to keep her from finding out while not letting the other person know that Mira doesn't know AND keep his own involvement in the situation a secret ;-; hey you could make a fanfic out of this

But ay yes anon Camilo acting as Mirabel's knight in shining armor in his own way. Poking fun at Isabela both as revenge and distraction and because making Isabela mad is a lot of fun to Mirabel, or scaring the living shit of some asshole kid in town to defend her. He's still an idiot and kind of an asshole, but with Mirabel, he'll, like, pour cold water over the curtain when she's showering, or something silly like that. If he doesn't like you, he'll let you know by turning into your sleep paralysis demon.

And omg i love the idea of Mirabel and Camilo sorta seeing themselves as twins so much even if it has little to no basis in canon other than them having the same age. They must have lived together as kids in the nursery and grew up very close in age, so when Dolores, Isabela or Luisa were busy doing boring big kid things like talking about boys and reading, Mirabel and Camilo always had each other when they wanted to make mud soup or whatever kids do these days. And, well, one thing led to the other, now they're teenagers and wow did his cousin always look this pretty? Haha that's silly, yeah, because they're sorta like twins, right? They didn't even know the difference between a cousin, a sibling and a twin until they were like 7 anyway, used those words interchangeably and confused the shit out of strangers in town. Surely he would have noticed if she suddenly became attractive, which isn't something you'd usually think of your twin-cousin, right? Haha. He's probably just hormonal and whatnot, though that wouldn't explain why other girls and boys don't make him as nervous and excited as Mirabel does. He will cope with confusing feelings by pouring cold water on her as a prank like he did when they were younger. Fuck you, good for nothing feelings. He'll show you who's the boss. Until he becomes flustered by being on the same room as her when she's bathing, oh no what is wrong with him.

#madrigalcest #miramilo #shipcest #anon yes

[the-promise-has-been-made]

Watched Encanto again and there is just... so MUCH I love about it. In no particular order:

- Abuela’s verse in The Family Madrigal is in the same tune as Dos Oruguitas later. (Dos Oruguitas by the way? Still makes me fucking cry. It’s so beautiful)

- Isabela’s verse in We Don’t Talk About Bruno is in the same tune as Mirabel’s part during What else can I do (’He told me that the life of my dreams would be promised and someday be mine’ vs. ‘It just seemed like your life’s been a dream since the moment you opened your eyes’ - gorgeous parallel)

- I just think Lin Manuel Miranda tied all these songs together REALLY well!

- When abuela tells little Mirabel the story of the candle in the prologue, everything is animated softly and gently, like filtered through a lense. It is only later, when they are at the river and abuela recalls the ACTUAL events, that the images are clearer - we see the machete, we see the farewell kiss between her and Pedro, we see the actual HEARTBREAK on her face (in the prologue, she collapses but her face is almost blank of any expression other than very gentle sadness vs. in the finale, we are allowed to see that her face is twisted with the agony of losing the love of her life. We are ALLOWED to see the cracks).

- Dolores always whispers or barely above a whisper, excepts during her parts in All of You - because during that time she does not have her gift and so sounds are not overwhelmingly loud.

- Bruno apparently only getting that name late during development because Lin Manuel Miranda wrote ‘We don’t talk about Bruno no no no’.

- The little ‘hm’ Dolores does every now and then. Freaking hysterically cute.

-Someone explained that the overlayering of clashing melodies like in the end of We Don’t Talk about Bruno is called a ‘Madrigal’. Amazing.

- Everything that Bruno does, okay? I love him. And Hernando. And Jorge.

- Seriously the whole scene of finding him in the walls was hysterical.

- Agustin being a goddamn golden retriever transformed into a human man.

- Pepa and Felix are seriously relationship goals.Their verse in We Don’t Talk about Bruno? Superb. Felix saying that that despite the hurricane, their wedding was such a joyous day says so much about him and how seriously okay he is with Pepa’s gift being literally the worst. Like seriously, the worst.

- Camillo turning into a miniature version of their dad when cheering up Antonio. Like, we know Camillo can make accurate copies, size and everything. He CHOSE to make tiny-dad for the laughs. What a good big brother.

- Yo but Dolores is straightup a gatekeep gaslight girlboss? Like, homegirl KNEW Bruno was in the walls all this time but could keep THAT secret - but Mirabel’s secret she drops at the engagement dinner where ‘the man of her dreams’ was going to propose to Isabela? You can’t tell me she didn’t 100% calculate that, she knew 100% that spilling that secret there would derail the ENTIRE thing. Girl can keep secrets like it’s nobodies business. She probably knows EVERYONE’S secrets because she HEARS EVERYTHING! But THIS is the time and place and SECRET she acts like it’s simply impossible to hold in?? Naaaah babe. I love you, but you ain’t fooling me, that shit was CALCULATED.

- The animation right in the beginning when abuela tells Mirabel that sometimes, it’s best to get out of the way (because she can’t help like the others do with the preparation for Antonio’s ceremony). Like, the expressions Mirabel goes through in that, swallowing back the tears as she forces a smile and nods. Holy shit.

- Bruno’s prophecy showing a hug and everyone watching is like duh it’s gonna be hugging abuela but then it’s Isabela and we’re all shocked but the TRUTH is it WAS abuela she hugged, in the very end, in the river with the butterflies. THAT was the hug that mended the family. Yes it STARTED with hugging Isabela, but it was that hug with abuela that strengthened the family bonds and led to the return ofthe magic.

- The way Mirabel is just... pulled into dancenumbers like she’s a protagonist in a musical who is not actually a musical protagonist (But she is though like her opening number is a banger but also all the way through Surface Pressure and We Don’t Talk About Bruno she always looks like she’s dancing in spite of herself. I adore it.

- The GODDAMND ANIMATION OF MIRABEL’S SKIRT!!! Especially in the scene after Bruno’s room when she scuttles away from the cliff edge and the fabric looks and moves so REAL?!!!! Fucking Oscar worthy animation in that half second alone!

There’s a million more things I love but it’s fucking late and I am tired and I can’t think anymore...

#Encanto #this movie owns my entire heart

[emberkyrlee]

Encanto: 1, 5, and 11

1. which character do you relate to the most from your fandom?

Both Mirabel and Bruno. "Waiting On A Miracle" is a hard one to get through when I sing along with it cause I FEEL that. I can feel a lot from most I Want songs in Disney films, always have. But that one? That one HURT. That moment right beforehand, where you see her face has relief and happiness for Antonio not needing to go through the same trauma as her, but also the envy and bitterness of "why couldn't I have had this?" and probably even hating that she felt it cause she just wants to be happy for him. I FELT that deep in my soul. She did a better job than me at staying positive, but can I take a moment to gush over the role that her parents, Julieta and Agustín, likely played in helping form that part of her? Because I love how much they obviously love her and do what they can to make her feel like she IS enough, even if they don’t quite manage to succeed over the matriarch’s attitude.

(Edit: Woop, fixed the spelling on Agustín’s name cause someone brought up in the fandom tags that people often forget the accent in his name. I can’t say I forgot, but that’s because my blind ass didn’t even see that the “i” had an accent.)

And for Bruno, well... I also know what its like to be the socially awkward, anxious, neurodivergent one that for a bit while young is told they're some rising star, but eventually is seen as a burned out, walking disaster to whom it is made clear I should just leave because trying to talk about it sure as hell didn't work. Resulting in the others talking shit about me after I'm gone (which I knew they’d do ahead of time) and turning me into their villain. (Its easier for people to make a villain out of someone than it is to grieve their absence, especially if you had some involvement in driving them away. Not healthier, but easier.) And lets see, spending waaay too much time not interacting with other human beings and being even worse than ever at doing so afterwards. And feeling awkward coming back into the family after being distant from it for so long?

Yeah... That's unfortunately VERY relatable to me. (Also I will admit, I have been very self-conscious since first watching it that I have an overwhelming need to knock on wood to not jinx things. A lot. Nowhere near as extremely as him, his is at pretty cartoonish levels, but I've sure noticed whenever I do it now. XD)

This movie came for me and held up a mirror and was very uncomfortable at first and I am very defensive of pretty much any of the Madrigals, but especially Mirabel and Bruno.

5. who is your favorite character (and maybe why?)

Its a close call between Mirabel and Bruno for reasons already stated mainly, but been leaning towards Bruno. Because I am always SUCH a sucker for kicked-puppy characters that give me an overwhelming urge to hug them and never let go. Also I love his aesthetic. The green and the hourglass motif and the glowy eyes when he uses his power? Nice. (BTW his ruana looks like its fucking comfy AF, like a hoodie that's also a comfort blanket, which I totally headcanon is why he wears it. I would love one that looks like his to just be comfy in around the house, but alas the only ones out there are made out of that shitty thin plastic-y costume material, not actually woven.)

Aside from the two Madrigal outcasts, I LOVE Antonio. He is the most adorable child Disney has EVER animated, and has my favorite power out of all of them. I wanna have jaguar and capybara friends gdi! And I want to hug the stuffing out of that kid. He's so cute! (I am noticing my greater-than-usual severe need of hugs in this time of pandemic crisis...)

Of the adults, if I have to pick an overall favorite character DESIGN, not necessarily overall aesthetic or storyline, just the design of the character themselves? Dolores. She’s just so CUTE.

Okay look, I do love ALL the Madrigals. Its really hard not to mention why I like each one. And if you asked me about any of them, I could ramble about that character for a bit. I especially sooooo want stories about the Triplets from when they were younger, especially involving their relationships with each other. Alma/Abuela is probably my least favorite, but that's mainly cause of her role in the story. I still absolutely sympathize with her and understand where she was coming from. Even if I know what its like to be on the receiving end of such toxic perfectionism. I at least still understand her.

11. what song do you associate with a character (or 2)?

I've really only been into the fandom for a less than a month, and have been obsessed with the soundtrack since then. Haven't really been able to listen to much else XD. So running through my head to consider songs I know very well...

There are some songs I could see certain characters singing along with. I could see Mirabel and Isabela both getting into and belting out along with songs like “This is Me” (Greatest Showman) and “Reflection” (Mulan). I could see Bruno enjoying those types of songs as well, just less confidently perhaps. 

I could see Dolores relating to some of the feeling in “Satisfied” (Hamilton). Maybe see Camilo grooving to “The Stranger” by Billy Joel, relating to the feeling of wearing, or trying on, various ‘masks’ or identities over one’s life.

Immediately following the events leading up to receiving the Miracle, “Next Right Thing” (Frozen 2) seems VERY fitting for Alma.

...I would love to come up with more and I’m sure I could, given a LOT of time, but I know myself and I would never finish this ask if I tried to do that right now. XD But I would LOVE to come up with what songs I know that most fit the Triplets.

#encanto #mirabel madrigal #bruno madrigal #antonio madrigal #alma madrigal #isabela madrigal #dolores madrigal #camilo madrigal #julieta madrigal #agustín madrigal #& maybe I have a tiny crush on bruno cause I love an awkward & adorkable weirdo #....shut up #I took so fucking long on this XD #it is my current hyperfixation soooo #have an unnecessarily long response

[bottomvalerius]

Now I'm thinking more about Morga's love of her favorite neighborhood diner and I have more headcanons!

Morga's been eating at her favorite diner since she was a little girl. So some of the staff and customers that's still there from that time watched her grow up.

She's gone to that diner often but the staff always made her time (along with the other kids) special after prom, graduation from high school and college, first anniversary with Lutz, her first pregnancy, Monty's first birthday, etc.

She always gets her usual (I see her being a Reuben with fries girl) and started drinking black coffee with it as an adult.

There's Dolores because it's not a diner if there isn't a Dolores, who's retired but she still comes to the diner as an honoree trainee. She loves that diner too much to see it go under. She still remembers Morga, Lutz's (Chicken cutlet with smothered onions), and Lucio's (Patti melt with cherry coke as an adult) orders.

She also shares the same Danish background as Morga so the connection is deep.

These. Are giving me S O much life !!! 😭😭😭

I’m gonna drop some teen/early adult Lucio HCs to bounce off of this that are 100% me self projecting:

Despite living so close to the city, the actual area that Lucio would have grown up in North Jersey sucks for underage (under 21) people 😩 yes there’s sneaking into local bars who don’t give a fuck, but that can only go so far

That means the local diner is THE spot to be nuisances in (besides driving around aimlessly/ begging adults @ liquor stores to buy for them lmao/rotting in someone’s basement). Very cheap food = most ideal situation lmao Endless fries and pancakes and mozzarella sticks and coffee

The staff all know and silently dread when Lucio and his crew show up. Purposely sits them in the back of the diner because there’s going to be SO many loud, fake sex noises and just a stream of curses from them 😩

I can see Lucio doing a lot of sports in HS in a modern AU, which translates to post game diner trips. This is when they’re all at their WORST cause there’s just all the adrenaline from the game + them at a base being loud teens 🤪 locals know to avoid eating there whenever a game is on cause they know those boys are gonna be loud sl

Lucio gets very embarrassed whenever a waitress mentions his mom, especially if he’s there with a date. Most of the staff have known him since he was a kid, and he’s very bashful about it lmao lots of “How’s ya mother?? God, she’s such a great woman. You take good care of her!!”

The older waitresses, despite him being loud and disruptive, still can’t resist his cute face and always give him free desserts. They also leave in a slice of pie for Morga too 💕

#asks #I meant to answer this during the week but work 🤪🤪 LOK #but I love these aaaaaa #Lucio #morga

[a-libra-writes]

Game of Thrones Imagines  - Being Jealous

A request preference that i am more than eager to do ohohoho

If i missed any of your favs, gently caress my ask box and ill add em!

In this preference, you’ll be making the following characters green jelly: Ned Stark, Robb Stark, Sansa Stark, Jon Snow, Benjen Stark, Jory Cassel, Dolorous Edd, Tormund Giantsbane, Theon Greyjoy, Yara Greyjoy, Daenerys Targaryen, Jorah Mormont, Missandei, Grey Worm, Tywin Lannister, Tyrion Lannister, Jamie Lannister, Sandor Clegane, Bronn, Petyr Baelish, Stannis Baratheon, Davos Seaworth, Margaery Tyrell, Brynden Tully, Edmure Tully, Brienne of Tarth, Ramsay Bolton, Roose Bolton, Oberyn Martell, Beric Dondarrion

NED STARK

He really wouldn’t figure out his jealousy at first. He’s see you enjoying the company of someone else and end up staring, looking more dour than usual, and it’d take Benjen nudging him and teasing about being jealous. Ned would think it’s silly; he trusts you, after all, but as soon as the other person touched your hair and brushed it aside like he did, he’d end up stepping in without thinking.

The few times it does happen, Ned feels a bit childish and would try to deny it if you teased. He’s the Lord of Winterfell, he shouldn’t have such feelings, but anytime it happens he just wants you take you in his arms and bring your attention back to him.

ROBB STARK

Robb’s jealousy is pretty obvious, although he totally denies it. Anytime older lords would approach you at feasts, he’d feel that annoyed, tight feeling in his stomach and just wish they’d leave you alone. He’d even feel it when you be sweet with Jon or Theon would flirt with you; he’d just hide it and try his best to impress you the next time you two were alone.

He’s far more protective and prone to his boyish jealousy once you’re married. He might tell a lord to give you some space a little too firmly, or even pull you aside from a dancing partner with a stormy look in his eyes. He’d apologize to you later, once he thought about what he did and felt foolish for it.

SANSA STARK

She wouldn’t realize how jealous she was feeling. It would start with her noticing you enjoying the company of someone at a feast, and she’d end up staring more than she intended. Even if someone was talking to her, she’d keep glancing in your direction and an ugly knot would pull at her stomach. Eventually she’d excuse herself and find you, casually inserting herself into the discussion, but she’d stand very close to you and would pointedly talk to you more.

Even after the person left and you two were alone in the evening, it’d still keep bothering Sansa, and she’d suddenly take your hand and ask you pointed questions, like how you knew that person and why you were so chatty with them. She’d blush as red as her hair if you pointed out she was being maybe a little jealous. She’s disagree completely, and it’s just a coincidence she’d want extra kisses and cuddles that evening.

JON SNOW

Jon’s jealousy would be pretty evident to anyone paying attention to him. He’d be sulking somewhere off to the corner, watching you laugh and joke with some lord you knew. The final straw would be when the lord stood too close and nudged you, as if sharing some private joke. Jon would immediately walk over, grab your hand and spout off some excuse, like someone was looking for you and you had to go now.

You knew exactly what was going on because Jon was actually just pouting as you both walked. You’d nudge him with your shoulder and tease about how cute green looks on him, and he’d just frown and insist otherwise.

BENJEN STARK

Anytime he’d see someone try to flirt with you, he’d just grin to himself and try to be amused with their attempts. He’d try to tell himself it’s fine, you’re beautiful so of course you’ll have others after you. If it got to be too much (in his eyes), he’s an expert with how he casually steps in and redirects the conversation - but you can see the irritation in his dark eyes and in his smile.

On the days it bothered him too much, and he’d wait until you two were alone to catch you in a tight hug. He’d playfully bite at your ear and neck, telling you it’s mean to tease him like that. That night he’d be sure to leave more than a few hickeys on your chest and neck, which you’d surely bug him about in the morning, because now you’ll have to dig for an outfit that hides it all. Benjen would secretly wish you wouldn’t.

JORY CASSEL

Jory would understand if you had to associate with certain important lords, and being as lovely as you are, he’d know some of them would flirt with you. It would bother him, but he’d know you can handle yourself, and if they tried to test you or make you uncomfortable in a public space, he’d have no hesitation in stepping in and telling them to leave you be.

Sometimes though, Jory would worry if you were truly happy with him, especially since he wasn’t of a high social status. He’d wrap his arms around you and kiss you several times, silently wanting reassurance and giving you a small smile when you’d do so.

EDD TOLLETT

The other members of the Night’s Watch were always quick to try to chat you up and bother you, for obvious reasons. Edd didn’t really tell them off unless they were really bothering you. He figured you’d want to stand up for yourself, and he thought you were pretty cute when you were telling grown men where they could fuck off the Wall.

He was really only bothered when you did something that you really only do with him - maybe patting someone’s hand in comfort, fixing up a wound and giving them a smile, laughing really hard at a joke … He really couldn’t help himself from sliding up between you two and making a very sarcastic comment that would earn him an elbow in the side from you.

TORMUND GIANTSBANE

Tormund’s jealousy is actually kind of adorable when it isn’t driving you nuts. He really is like a kid sometimes - some other guy would be helping you with something and Tormund would swoop in and do it himself. Someone would be showing you how to use a bow, maybe standing too close, and Tormund would tell them to leave and insist he can show you himself. So on and so forth. Sometimes he’d just take your hand and drag you off or would stand behind you and wrap his arms around you, staring at the person until they finally get the point and leave.

He’ll admit it, too, and he sees nothing wrong with it. At least Tormund’s jealous spells tend to leave as swiftly as they come; he’s already forgetting about it once you two are alone and you smile at him.

THEON GREYJOY

No surprise here, Theon is the absolute worst when it comes to jealousy - He wears green almost as often as he wears grey and gold. You know when it’ll happen, too, because nothing pisses him off more than a young, rich lord flirting with you and trying to get you to dance. It’s not as bad if it’s Robb or Jon, because he trusts them and you, but he doesn’t like the intentions of stupid lordlings following you around at feasts.

If he’s had a bit of wine he’d step in and more or less insult them to their face, and you’d have to quickly drag him away before Lady Catlyn notices. Once you two were alone, he’d waste little time in bringing you close and giving lots of rough kisses, quietly begging for reassurance that you’d pick him over anyone.

YARA GREYJOY

Yara has a bit of a double standard here. She’d feel constricted if you bothered her about all the women she flirted with - let’s be fair, it’s a good amount - but she definitely gets a green glint in her eye when she sees you giggling over a man’s joke or blushing at a woman’s charming smile. She’d watch you two from across the room, smirking to herself and pretending it isn’t bothering her. Finally she’d just call you over, roughly pull you into her lap and kiss your neck while looking pointedly at the person who was flirting with you. 

If she felt like you were being especially friendly with them, she’d even want to kiss lower and leave marks on you for everyone to see. Pointing out Yara’s behavior to her would either earn a scoff - as if she’d ever be jealous - or she’d just pull you closer, touching your body and reminding you who knows you the best.

DAENERYS TARGARYEN

Dany didn’t like to think of herself as a jealous person. She really didn’t think she was until she  noticed how, during your travels together, some men would stand far too close and speak with you in a manner she didn’t like. It made her cheeks burn when you politely laugh with them or they tried to dance with you. Depending on her mood, she’d dismiss them politely or order them away. 

She’d quickly ask you just why you had to talk to them for so long. Honestly, it’d be so obvious you’d just have to point it out, and she’d sputter and insist a khaleesi would never be jealous of such petty men. No matter where you traveled, it’d get out quick that the mother of dragons didn’t appreciate advances toward her lover.

JORAH MORMONT

Honestly, Jorah is pretty pitiful when he’s jealous, and you always know when he is. He’d stand a bit too close when you talked to the person, almost as if he were being protective, he’d have a frown on his face, he’d end up holding your hand at some point. If you were at a large gathering and having fun with someone, he’d just be sullen in a corner until you were free, and once you were free he’d waste no time in being by your side.

Once you two were alone he’d suddenly be more affectionate and clingy than usual, you’d point his jealousy out and he’d be pretty embarrassed. He hates feeling that way and he does trust you, but he can’t help himself from being bothered by it. He’d sigh, give you several kisses and ask you to forgive him.

MISSANDEI

She’d know what she was feeling as soon as it surfaced, but she’d do little more than clasp her hands and trying to will the discomfort away. For years she’s had to push her feelings down and present a stoic, unflappable image, and sometimes a little voice told her that of course you’d want to laugh and talk with someone else. She’d start to doubt herself, and later when you two were alone, she’d seem withdrawn and a little down. 

After a big hug and kiss and asking her what’s wrong, Missandei would finally tell you that she was uncomfortable with how close you were being with that other person. She’d be so grateful to rest her head against your chest and hear your comforting words.

GREY WORM

Unlike Missandei, Grey Worm would have trouble identifying what he was feeling. It was very foreign, and he didn’t like it at all. At first he’d interpret it as suspicion - whoever was making you smile like that was being too close and they must be up to something. He’d stand right behind you or next to you, pointedly looking at them and usually spook them away. When you’d ask him about it, Grey Worm would just insist something wasn’t right with them.

Sometimes this protectiveness would surprise you; if someone put a hand on your shoulder or grabbed your hand suddenly, he’d be right there, telling them to unhand you and step back. Once you realized it was actually jealousy, you’d have to admit his frown was pretty cute, but you’d still patiently explain to him that the people had no ill intentions.

TYWIN LANNISTER

It takes quite a bit to for Lord Tywin Lannister jealous. If anything, he just becomes irritated, as he has no patience for men treating you inappropriately. The jealousy finally comes out when you’re enjoying yourself with a younger lord. Perhaps the man is an enjoyable dance partner who you spend one too many songs with, or he sought you out at a feast and was making you laugh. Anyone looking Tywin’s way would notice an absolutely icy, dangerous look in his eyes. His gaze would follow you through the evening, and if he had enough he’d subtly bring you back to his side and keep you there, often with his hand over your’s. 

Of course, he doesn’t bring it up until you both are alone. He’d pin you against the nearest surface and calmly explain who you belong to, and he won’t stand for disloyalty. Pushing his buttons and teasing him would result in a swift punishment on your shared bed, where he’d take you until his jealousy subsided. He wouldn’t neglect to leave more than a few love bites that you’d have trouble hiding the next day.

TYRION LANNISTER 

Tyrion is well aware of who he is, and while he adores you more than anyone he’s known, he still has moments of doubt. He hates these dark thoughts, because he doesn’t want to push his own insecurities on you. But it’s hard to not think about them when lords gather around you at dances or feasts, and even if you’re being nice to them out of politeness, sometimes one of them will get a genuine laugh out of you, the same laugh he usually gets when he makes his wisecracks around you. Obviously, he handles this maturely and drinks a lot.

You’d notice after he’d had a bit and you’d take him back to your shared room, where he’d take your hands and just emotionally spill out that he’s grateful to you and loves you, but he hates it when other lords paw after you. You’d have to give him reassuring kisses as you’d encourage him to get some rest, because that wine is gonna hurt in the morning.

JAMIE LANNISTER

He doesn’t get jealous. Nope. He doesn’t care who flirts with you or makes you laugh, because how could they really be that interesting when he’s made you laugh much harder, and he’s pleasured you until you couldn’t walk straight? He’s only stepping between you two with a smirk that’s barely containing his irritation because wow, look at the time, don’t you have something to do? Anything to do that isn’t here?

He’s terrible at hiding his jealousy, and the moment you’re alone he’s got you in his arms, marking up your neck and asking why you like to tease him like this. It doesn’t matter how much you reassure Jamie, he’d sulk about it for a good day or two, and for good measure, he’d enjoy seeking out whoever is interested in you to subtly put them down with insults hiding behind a smile.

SANDOR CLEGANE

Sandor is terribly predictable when it come to jealousy, because it feels it often and wears it on his sleeve. To anyone else, the scarred man would have his usual frightening scowl, but you’d notice who he was looking at - a suitor who often bothered you, an older lord that would make inappropriate comments. If he was in a situation where he could get away with it, Sandor would absolutely use his full height and intimidation to tell them to fuck off. Sometimes he’ll be this way to someone whose just trying to be friendly.

He’d feel the jealousy for a while, long into the evening, when you both were alone and he’d want you out of your clothes and under him right away. He’d growl as you’d point out his jealousy and probably deny it, even as he leaves hickeys across your neck and pins you to the bed. It would take a lot of physical and affectionate reassuring before Sandor would feel comfortable - he frequently feels anxiety that you’d leave him for this reason or that, and flirtatious, good-looking little shitlords make it worse.

BRONN

The mercenary has rarely been in a position where he’s been truly jealous, the kind that makes him glare at that little shit lordling that couldn’t have been more than eighteen, and likely hadn’t swung that sword hanging at his fancy belt. Bronn already relishes in sticking it to the nobility, especially now that he’s a proper “Ser”, so he’d have no shame in waltzing up, throwing his arm around your waist and outright insulting the lord.

No matter how many times you’ve scolded him about flaunting the two of you in court, he hates that so many of these men don’t get it through their damn heads that you’re taken. He’d play his usual confidence while he takes you in his arms and undresses you, using his jokes to make you laugh, but he’d want to make you feel especially good and leave marks so you’d never forget about him when he’s not around.

PETYR BAELISH

Oh boy. The real question is, when isn’t Petyr feeling jealous of this man or that one? You rarely notice, because he hides it so well. There will be some days when he has an especially predatory look when he finds you, pins you and suddenly wants to mark your exposed neck or give you a kiss that leaves you dizzy and breathless. Other days he’ll seem fine until that evening, when he’s trying a little too hard to prove himself and make you feel good. 

Even as he presents himself as being totally in control, and he likes his dominant role with you, he seems to always want reassurance. No matter how much affection you give, you feel like he believes you’ll just slip away without warning. His jealousy runs deep, and he seems to always feel it.

STANNIS BARATHEON

While Stannis wouldn’t be jealous too often, but you almost always knew when it happened. Whenever a charming young lord would capture you in conversation or your seatmate at a tourney would have you in stitches, he’d be pointedly sullen. To anyone else, this is usual Stannis behavior, but once you two were alone you’d have to wrap your arms around him and reassure him. 

He’s very aware of what others think of him, and he hates the sight of someone making you smile and laugh so easily. He’d outright tell someone to stay away from you if he felt like they were actually making passes, and of course, he’d remember it forever and put them on a mental shitlist.

DAVOS SEAWORTH

He loves you to bits and trusts you completely, so when Davos feels jealous is because he thinks he might not be enough, and maybe you should be with someone better. These thoughts always pop up when younger men flirt with you or high status lords try to make lowkey passes. He’d really hate the feeling bubbling up, so he’d walk over and easily join the conversation. He knows many lords don’t like conversing with a former smuggler, so they might leave, and if not he’s got a perfect excuse to escort you away. 

He thinks its a clever way to get you away from them, but you knew what he was doing, he always had a sort of anxious look on his face whenever he was worried. For a minute, he’d feel embarrassed when you’d kiss his cheek and reassure him of your feelings. Then he’d just be grateful and thank you for being with him.

MARGAERY TYRELL

She’d really only start to get jealous if you were hanging out with someone far more than her and you talked about them often. This is especially true if it were another pretty highborn lady. When Margaery would see you two together, she’d expertly insert herself into the conversation and occasionally give pointed little jabs that only you would notice.

Once you two were alone, Margaery would be obviously pouting, insist it was nothing, and only after you cuddled and kissed her would she admit she’s annoyed by how much time you spend with the person. If it’s a lady, she'd definitely would prefer you three to hang out together instead of you being alone with them.

BRYNDEN TULLY

Brynden’s likely been through more shit in his lifetime than any of the younger lords and soldiers will ever deal with, and of course, he had his moments of boyish jealousy when he was younger. Whenever he’d drink at a feast and see you surrounded by admirers wanting a dance, he’d just chuckle to himself and find it more humorous than anything - at his age, he still has a chance to feel jealous over his beautiful lady. 

Even he’d have his limits, but he’s just kindly take your hand and ask you to sit next to him. He’d want you to kiss him and hold his hand in public, and when you would, he’d laugh and ask you not to tease an old man’s heart so much. He’d also get a huge kick out of the younger lords looking in surprise as you’d keep giving Brynden affection.

EDMURE TULLY

Poor, poor Edmure. While he was normally totally confident in your relationship because he’s just so disgustingly in love, there were a few times when a very specific man would just irk him. Wether he was just better looking, particularly charismatic or even just taller, Edmure would be straight up pouting at his table while he waited for you to come back. Once you returned to him, he’d straight up take your hand and ask you to stay with him for the rest of the evening, which would get a chuckle out of you. 

He’d continue, insisting that the person definitely had strange intentions and you should just stop talking to them. No, really, don’t smile and kiss him, he’s trying to be serious.

BRIENNE OF TARTH

Honestly speaking, Brienne gets jealous quite easily because she’s already so down on herself. She’s often insecure in your relationship, especially on her bad days, so if you’re really enjoying someone’s attention and laughing with them, she just feels really awful. It’d put her in a mood that would make her snap a bit more and grumble, but she couldn’t do that to you. She’d be obviously upset when you finally met back up with her.

You’d take her hand and kiss her cheek and ask her to tell you what was bothering her. She’d feel pretty bad for feeling so cross, so you two would have a good talk about how she gets these awful thoughts and insecurities. She trusts you, it’s just these awful things that her mind tells her that makes her think otherwise. After the talk she’d feel so much better, especially when it ended with you both cuddling and giving each other sweet kisses.

RAMSAY BOLTON

Ramsay’s jealousy lights up like someone throwing gasoline on a fire .It’s a sudden, impulsive anger that strikes him and makes him want to act immediately. Honestly, you tried to warn some lords away from being too friendly with you, but the fools really thought they could get away with flirting when they thought Ramsay wasn’t around.

Depending on his mood, he’d come up behind them and grasp their necks, asking what exactly they’re doing with his Y/N. Or he’d slide up to you, roughly pulling you to him by the waist and ‘sweetly’ asking just who this is, and if you could introduce him.

As soon as the person flees or Ramsay pulls you to a (mostly) empty hallway, he’d pin you to the wall and leave you full of hickeys. He’d rip your dress if it was in the way, and if he was sufficiently jealous he’d want to go even further so your voice would fill up the hall and remind everyone who you belong to.

ROOSE BOLTON

The other lords aren’t aware of how deep Roose’s jealousy runs, and perhaps that’s for the better. He spent quite a while courting you, after all, convincing your family that you’d be safe in the Dreadfort, and safe with him. He knows what the whispers say about him, and he doesn’t care. It’s when the ones who whisper start hanging off you, saying what they think are subtle flirts and compliments. 

All Roose has to do is get up from his seat and steadily walk toward them, and his absolutely frigid grey eyes and the way he’d suggest they move on would spook them in no time. You’d try to ask him what’s going on, but he’d be just as icy, making you wonder what’s going on.

Well, now you know exactly where it goes once you’re alone. He wants you in his arms right away, removing your clothes for him and saying his name. The iciness drops immediately and he’s almost over-eager for your attention.

OBERYN MARTELL

First of all, everyone knows you two are together. He makes sure everyone knows, with how loveydovey and overly affectionate he is with you in public. He also has an open mind, so if someone is flirting with you and you’re both interested, he doesn’t mind you having your fun. He thinks it’s cute, especially since you come back to him after stringing them along.

Some people, though. .. Well, you noticed it was men, and specifically men who were of a similar passionate, hot-tempered personality as him. 

He’d suddenly be at your side, pulling you close and just openly kissing your cheek and even your neck - pretty firmly establishing “mine”. If the person didn’t back off, Oberyn might actually get indigent, and you’d have to stop a duel in the middle of a party.

BERIC DONDARRION

Beric doesn’t experience too much jealousy; he’s quite easy going and he trusts you completely. Sometimes it’s a little irksome when some men won’t leave you be, or try to flirt when they think he’s not around, so he’ll just walk up, kiss you on the cheek, call you “love” and ask what you’re up to. He can’t help but chuckle a little bit when they walk away looking dejected.

Sometimes if you’re really paying attention to someone because you’re helping them or having a funny conversation, he’ll give you a big hug and tease you about leaving him all alone. Lots of hair and cheek kisses later, the sentiment is so much, it’ll probably make anyone in a fifteen foot radius roll their eyes and walk away.

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Congrats, BEE, you have been accepted to AL for the role of DOLORES UMBRIDGE (FC:Olivia Taylor Dudley). OH MY GOODNESS, BEE! Your portrayal of Dolores was just stunning. I found myself laughing in places and gasping in others. You’ve really gotten into the head of a character that is just awful and played that out in a way that’s captivating. I can’t wait to see what chaos she brings to the dash! Please send in your blog (no sideblogs for first characters, please) in the next 24 hours and be sure to take a look at our new player checklist. Welcome home (once again), we’re so excited to have you join the family!

OOC

name — Bee age — 29 pronouns — She/her timezone — MST activity level — I have quite a bit of free time at the moment! I can usually manage being on for at least a little while every day and I’ll average a handful of replies a week at a minimum. any questions? —No questions per se, just a small disclaimer to let anyone reading know that I am a tolerant and open-minded individual, so while I’m excited for the creative challenge and entertainment of potentially writing an absolutely loathsome person like Ms. Dolores Jane Umbridge, anything offensive that she says or thinks or does IC does not reflect my own personal views!

IC Overview

name — Dolores Jane Umbridge—but my friends call me Lo, at least they would if I had any FRIENDS. -hold for laughter- Yeah, eat your fucking hearts out all you moronic lowlife swine. Hem hem. faceclaim — Olivia Taylor Dudley, Jenna Coleman, Mae Whitman age — 32 gender — Cis-female, and uncomfortably cutesy girly-girl for a woman over thirty. Hyperfemme caricature with BDE. Never met a shade of pink she didn’t just love.

sexuality — Outwardly, all Dolores cares about is locating the picture-perfect partner for the type of life she wants to be seen as having and lock them down, and in her mind that person is a man. She wants a husband with money and looks and brains and power, but not so much of any one that it would outshine her; she craves to be in the power seat of a power couple, and to get the attention she feels she’s always been unjustly robbed of. She’s got no interest whatsoever in romance and finds the whole concept a laughable waste of time. But for all she projects to the world, Dolores in reality harbors a deep, deep, DEEPDEEPDEEP same-sex attraction. She has thoroughly locked herself in that closet and a Norwegian Ridgeback swallowed the key.

patronus —Persian cat. This animal has all the appearance of being sweet and cuddly, but rub her the wrong way and those barely-retracted claws are coming out in an instant. Vain, independent, calculating, haughty, and very, very well-groomed at all times.

boggart —Stemming from her Napoleon Complex, Dolores’ boggart takes the form of herself shrunken down like Alice in Wonderland after sipping the drink me potion; her voice squeaks higher and higher into an undetectable range no matter how loud she yells and she can just barely avoid getting squashed beneath someone else’s disgusting, dirty shoes. Dolores as a person demands attention to function and she simply will not tolerate being made to feel literally small.

IC In Depth

personality traits —

tidy - Dolores is obsessed with beauty and perfection and symmetry in all things and nothing makes her skin crawl more than disorder—to the extent that after her mother and father split and she lived full-time with her father, Dolores developed OCD (though it hasn’t been properly diagnosed as such, and Dolores would immediately write off anyone who attempted to call it that to her face). In her mind she is simply particular; she has very high standards and she expects the world to rise to them, or else she’ll root out the filth around her weed by weed. She cut off the heads of her stuffies who stepped out of line at her toddler-age tea parties you’d better believe she’d do the same to you and care less about it.

passive aggressive - Dolores is well-known for her disconcerting calm in face of disagreements, her calculated cute-sweet demeanor and high-pitched voice. But make no mistake; Dolores is sugar laced with arsenic. In all likelihood she hates your guts and has already cooked up an in-depth five-year plan to chip away at you piece by painstaking piece. It’s a mystery how she manages to keep all that highly-pressurized rage simmering beneath the surface the way she’s somehow perfected, because she’s wound up so tight that it’s a wonder her eyes don’t pop out of her damn head and she’s about twenty-five seconds away from a full-blown psychotic break on a good day.

jealous - Dolores wants what she feels she’s due, plain and simple. When she sees others gain the things she wants while she gets overlooked, it stokes that ever-burning vindictive flame inside of her. It started in early childhood when her father gave attention to anyone or anything that wasn’t her, and it’s only gotten worse every day since.

intolerant - At this point in her life, her infamous intolerance is still in its earliest seed stages, but the seed is planted. One of the most interesting things for me about writing a character like Dolores at this age is to see how and why this mentality grows out of experiences she encounters in these formative years.

character biography —

Born ten pounds of spunk in a four pound, five ounce package, Dolores Jane Umbridge came into this world pink and perfect.

Perfect. Perfect. Perfectperfectperfect.

Even from a young age it was all Dolores cared about. Her father Orford Umbridge would whisper to Dolores what a beautiful perfect princess she was and Dolores believed it with every fibre of her being. Beautiful. Perfect. Perfect. Perfect.

Then her mother Ellen gave birth to a younger brother who showed not the faintest trace of magic, and that was not perfect. The rift between parents and siblings grew into a cavern as Orford’s whispering words turned against Ellen; her fault. Worthless. Vile. Mudblood. Filthy Squib. Repulsive. Disgraceful. Wrong.

It wasn’t long before the couple split up, with Ellen and her son being banished to the Muggle world, and then it was just Orford and Dolores, together in their once-more perfect world.

And would that it could have stayed that way forever. Orford had always had wandering eyes and Dolores, desperate always to be the only girl in her father’s life, grew jealous and suspicious and hateful (and nonononono NOT anything else nope) for the beautiful vapid creatures that drew his gaze, threatening to upend what was hers.

Knowing nothing beyond her childhood of constant praise and adoration, Dolores went to Hogwarts expecting the world to cater to her every whim. So when people didn’t immediately kiss the ground she walked on, it made her angry. When all the girls and boys didn’t fall all over themselves to try and woo her, it made her furious. When the professors and adults didn’t sing her vast praises on high, it made her outraged.

How was everyone on earth too fucking useless to see how perfect she was?!

Dolores was a bundle of dynamite wrapped up in a pretty pink bow, just waiting to blow.

She went to the Ministry with adjusted expectations on being outright offered what she knew she deserved, and was proven right when she was overlooked by grotesquely unqualified superiors in favor of the sniveling ingrates all around her. But Dolores was prepared to play the long game and bide her time, just waiting for that one weak crack in the system where she could dig in her knuckle and crumble an empire with a smile on her face.

And she thought she’d found that perfect crack when she went to the Dark Lord. Surely he would see Dolores for all she was worth, surely he would bestow upon her all that power, finally, finally, finally. He was only a silly man, after all.

But the foul, imperfect world let Dolores down again. The Dark Lord gave his preference to some other detestable twots just like Dolores always feared Orford would, and then he paid the price for his idiocy when he fell from power (serves him right the arrogant swine), and Dolores returned to her long game at the Ministry with a newfound fervor to crush all who dared try to overlook her beneath her pink kitten heels.

Waiting for the next perfect move to present itself. And when it does, she’ll be ready.

plot ideas —

Girlsgirlsgirls. I would love an opportunity to unpack some of Dolores’ deeply rooted internalized homophobia. Maybe it’s an openly gay and proud woman who drives Dolores up the wall, maybe it’s a beautiful lady who despite all of Dolores’ efforts starts to get beneath her skin, someone she can’t seem to shake… This could go in so many directions and I’m here for them all!

Ministry Spats. Anyone she might have dustups with on her Ministry stomping grounds—Arthur Weasley, Alastor Moody, etc. Also anyone with pro-creature leanings and/or sentiments at this stage could greatly inform her later mindset and I would love to have them interact.

extra —

Headcanon: Dolores hates children; she thinks they’re disgusting tiny wastes of breath and absolutely looks down on anyone who has chosen the family plan for their life.

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Hi everyone! This is the second Encanto smut fic I have done and the first in my circus, travelling show au! The idea is the Madrigal family have a travelling circus and each member of the family uses their gifts in an act or as a way to help the family. They are a bit more corrupt than in the film, but it's done with the best of intentions. At the end of the day, they need to survive and have money in order to do so and if it means Camilo pickpocketing or Luisa always winning at arm wrestling for ten pesos a go, then so be it.

This is based off the song "Rhythm of the Tambourine" from the Hunchback of Notre Dame musical and whenever I hear it, I just think Pepa. Guess it helps that's the musical my theatre group is doing this year.

Also, I am acknowledging that it is a repeat of what I published a week ago, but Tumblr posted it as a quote rather than a post and the notes weren't doing so hot. And if the Spanish is completely botched, I do apologise as well, that is Google translate, though I did get help from @foreveranevilregal who is a dear Internet friend of mine.

Hope you enjoy!

Charlotte :) x

"People are staring."

People were staring. They were staring and cheering and clapping and whooping and yelling. And Félix fucking loved it. He loved that others got to see how his vida, his sól, his...everything, move and sway to the music that the band was playing. Pepa laughed, carefree and glowing as she pulled up the silk hem of her dress to reveal a flash of a pale, freckled and oh so beautiful leg, much to the crowd's delight.  She had them eating out of the palm of her hand and she knew it. Félix whistled and clapped louder than anyone else and threw over her tambourine that she would use in her performances. Whenever the tambourine came into play was when things got really intense and interesting. Both Pepa and Félix knew the routine by heart now as did the rest of the family. Pepa would start playing her tambourine, slapping it on her hip to the beat and revelling in the applause and adoration that she received. It was whilst the crowd was distracted, that Camilo would start his pickpocketing, transforming into a multitude of people so as not to arouse too much suspicion. Antonio helped his brother by turning on the cute and asking ladies that he and his baby capybara were lost and looking for his mother. The ladies would coo and aw and start helping by looking through the crowds, by which point Dolores always interrupted, charging through asking if anyone had seen her child and his baby capybara. "Mamá!" Antonio cried, hugging his sister close. "Tonio, there you are!" Dolores shook her head and looked at the women apologetically. "Lo siento, he always goes missing. Even though," she'd say, turning him upside down. "I tell him not to. Maybe you'd like to be sold to the circus hombrecito? Huh?" Antonio burst into fits of giggles, much to the delight and relief of the women who had helped. "Now, what do you say to the nice ladies?" Antonio smoothed his shirt as he was placed on the floor, looking away shyly. "Gracias señoras," he whispered, his eyes dark and round. The eldest of the women handed over a ten peso note to Antonio and patted him on the head. "Get yourself something nice, ¿entiendes, joven?" "Si! Gracias!" Satisfied all was well, she nodded and shuffled away to join her friends. Antonio immediately put it in his pocket and held onto Dolores' hand as they weaved through the crowds. "Why do I have to be bait? Can't I do something else?" Dolores rolled her eyes a little, holding onto his hand more firmly. "Tonito, we've been through this already, recordar? Mamá told you, you're the bait cos you're small and cute. Camilo was the same when he was your age, as was I." Antonio slumped his shoulders, looking away. "It's no fun though! Chispi junior is getting tired of it." The young capybara who was following the duo pretended to drop dead for effect  twitching its back paw. Antonio bent down and whispered to it. "Get up, we're not doing dead pet today," he hissed, watching as it rolled back over with a squeak.

On the main stage, Pepa was starting to tire but she never let it show, she didn't allow herself to. The spectators wanted a performance and a performance they got. She signalled to the band to slow the music down to something more seductive, more sensual. Pepa rolled her shoulder to the crowd and let a slip of bare skin show through. Félix felt himself flush and his pants become taut; she always caused this to happen to him and if she allowed it, he would be having his way with her later on. Showering her with praise; for a good show, for getting him so fucking hard, for sucking his cock like a good girl, giving paying eyes a performance they wouldn't forget. It wasn't often that they would do this, but on occasion through word of mouth, for a fee and the right words, they would put on a show that only himself and his corazon would usually experience. He was a showman, after all, and whilst sharing his wife was out of the question, he loved knowing that people would be willing to hand over their hard earned cash, knowing that all they had for relief was their hand, whilst he had this gorgeous goddess of a woman to help him.

With a final flourish, Pepa skidded on her knees and began to crawl lowly towards a particularly keen member of the audience, who was enchanted and also intimidated. She wraps her silk scarf around him, pressing herself into his chest as she whispered something in his ear with a wink. He nods and gulps. Félix chuckled as he watched all the blood leave from this poor soul's head. "Thata girl Pepita," he whispered to himself, praising his beloved from afar. "Conseguir mas clientes para papi."

Later that night, there were a handful of men in Pepa and Félix's tent, watching the couple as they got intimate with one another. There were only two rules that both Félix and Pepa agreed on before deciding to give this exhibitionism a go; cash upfront and no touching the goods. Customers could touch themselves and each other even, but if they were to reach out or touch Félix or Pepa, the show immediately stopped and they would be promptly kicked out and banned for life.

The atmosphere was humid and fuggy, which in a way helped as the audience wasn't as noticeable and Pepa could truly concentrate on herself and Félix. "Ay, hay una buena chica. Te gusta que papi te llene, ¿no?" he grunted, digging his fingers into the delicate skin of her thighs, where there was sure to be bruising. Pepa shuddered her breath and nodded. "S-si...me encanta la polla de papi, me llena tan bien...." she squeaked the last part, seeing stars as Félix hit the perfect spot and gave her ass a sharp smack, which intermingled with the slap of his balls against her skin. The younger woman moaned out loud, keening under his touch, bring even more turned on by the fact that they were being watched. Through the fog created by her (that she will never apologise for), she could make out the man from earlier hungrily stroking his length, his gaze totally transfixed on the couple. She shook her head and giggled. "What's the matter? Is someone jealous?" she asked sweetly with a tilt of her head. He was about to speak when she tutted. "Now now, be a good boy and come quietly for me, si? I don't want you to ruin it for these good paying people." He gulped out a yes and nodded. "S-si Señora..."

Félix grinned proudly and bent over to whisper in his wife's ear. "Excellent mi vida," he praised sweetly, making her shudder and a warm rain to start in the room. "Haha, that's my girl!" Félix boomed, clapping. "Wepa, wepa!"

That was what did it for her. Not the fact that she was being watched, lusted after, knowing that she had multiple people under her spell, but Félix giving her praise. Praise that she had long craved for since she was a little girl who was only praised when she was of use to others. Well now she was taking that power back and it felt fucking good. Pepa growled, her nails scratching into the floor as she tensed up with Félix feeling her around his cock. "That's it Pepita, cum for papi. There's a good girl..." he crooned softly to her.

"F - Féli..." she stuttered, rutting against him. "I'm gonna..."

Félix nodded and pulled on her hair. "Lo sé, princesa. Corre en la polla de papá como la zorra que sé que eres."

Pepa's words got stuck in her throat as she hit her high and came hard. The build up she had been experiencing spread throughout her, making her toes and fingers curl and stretch out at the same, a look of pure, concentrated bliss appeared on her face and she breathed deeper as the electricity gave out in favour of warmth, which manifested itself into bright sunshine. Félix smiled as he pulled out as gently as he could, his now soft dick warm and wet with his and Pepa's cum.

They looked knowingly and lovingly at each other, basking in the glow that never failed to occur. "People are watching mi amor," Pepa whispered, putting her hand onto Félix's cheek, her heart still hammering away. Félix merely shrugged and waved confidently to the audience, who had very much enjoyed the show, the sound of flies being done up echoing around the small tent.

"I know."

"Should we lead them out?"

He thought about it for a second. Then nodded in agreement, groaning as he stood up, all his joints and bones clicking and protesting. "That definitely isn't getting any easier," he muttered as he strode towards the men.

"Gracias señors on behalf of my wife and I, we want to thank you for your attendance and hospitality. Unfortunately, we are now closed for the night, so if you want to make your way out of the tent and to the left, follow to where the lights are and you should see the town over the hill."

The patrons muttered and talked amongst themselves, not being fully impressed they were being jostled about by a sweaty, thick naked man, but Félix was never one to be self conscious about his body. He simply took it in his stride.

As soon as the last customer left, Pepa let out a sigh of relief and held her arms out for Félix. 

"My big-" she mumbled, kissing him on the cheek. "Beautiful," another kiss, but this one on his head, making him giggle. "Sweaty, musky man," Pepa finished, leaving trails of tiny kisses all over his face and body. In response, Félix pulled her onto his lap so she was kneeling with all her weight against him. He flopped back into the blankets and cushions on the floor that made their bed and kissed her in return on her lips, only parting after a few seconds. With his fingers, Félix gently tilted up Pepa's chin so their eyes met. So intoxicating, he could lose himself in them; they were one of the first things he noticed all those years ago when they first met.

Finally after a silence that felt like forever, he broke it with a whisper.

"Buena niña, Pepita, haces que papi se sienta tan orgulloso."

#camilo madrigal #encanto dolores #encanto smut #felix encanto #i want to write about felix and pepa #la familia madrigal #pepa madrigal #encanto au #antonio madrigal #pepa and felix

[bruithel]

Okay so,,,, here is a Dolores is real au that I can’t stop thinking about

• Five finds her in the apocalypse, injured and dying, and he saves her life. If he hadn’t shown up, she would just have become another corpse.

• They butt heads,, pretty much instantly. But being the only two people left alive in the world, they form a truce to not let each other die... which turns into a friendship... and then they fall in love, and then unofficially get married, and so on.

• The Handler shows up. She basically says they really just want Five, but they know he won’t leave Dolores behind, so she can tag along.

• Dolores turns out to be kickass, obviously. She and Five are partners, kind of like Hazel and Cha Cha.

• And then the show starts! Five appears after the funeral, except he brought Dolores with him (extra taking-other-people-with-him-through-time practice).

• ‘Does anyone else see little Number Five? And some random girl yelling at him?’

• she told you the equations weren’t ready Five now look where you are huh why don’t you ever listen to her -

• Luther, suspicious as always: and who’s your friend?

• Five: this is my wife

• Everyone: ?!?!

• Dolores just takes a minute to stop and look at them all, this ‘family’ she’s heard so much about. She heaves a deep sigh. It takes her all of two seconds to figure out that, yeah, Five was right, his siblings are a bunch of emotionally compromised idiots

• She appreciates Klaus’s sense of fashion tho (I thought that if she was originally a mannequin maybe she has a thing for clothes? And sequins obvi)

• Klaus: I waxed my ass with chocolate pudding

• Dolores: how on god’s good earth did you manage that

• (yeah klaus is her favourite)

• She’s at Griddy’s with Five. She just sits there on the counter, daintily sipping a strawberry milkshake, dodging the occasional punch or bullet and waiting for her husband to stop showing off

• Obviously the department store scene wouldn’t happen, but I like to imagine Dolores gets a fight scene to Cherry Bomb or Killer Queen instead, because that would be cool

• dolores: *stabs a guy in the balls* *boss ass bitch playing in the distance*

• Dolores, because she is the organised one in their little duo, remembers the trackers and they take those out

• When the eyeball building gets destroyed that’s the one time she agrees that yeah maybe getting drunk just this once might be a good idea. Diego and Luther find them curled up together passed out, Diego has to carry Dolores who is not a very good drunk, she yells a bit and then falls asleep

• Five: I’m the four friCKIN HORSEMEN

• Dolores: Five honey you’re friCKIN DRAMATIC IS WHAT YOU ARE *hiccup*

• Anyway so when Luther tries to grab her to stop Five from going to kill that guy she. fucking obliterates him

• When Five gets back from the commission she notices he’s limping and sits his ass down because this isn’t the first time he’s done this, no Five you’re not going to investigate Leonard, you’re bleeding Five, Five sit down or I swear to god -

• Dolores, sitting on the bar sipping a margarita watching Diego and Hazel fight: as entertaining as this is can we all just chill for one goddamn second

• When Luther locks Vanya up her and Five are still there because he doesn’t need to return her obviously, so they’re there to talk sense into Luther and then beat his ass when he doesn’t listen.

• They free Vanya, stop the apocalypse, and all in all everything turns out okay, because Dolores really is that powerful

• By the way every time Five is holding Dolores when she’s a mannequin, in this au, I’ve decided they’re holding hands instead. They’re so married. It’s cute

• fhfjdjdjfmfnhfnf im going to stop now because this is getting long but thanks for listening

#shush bruithel #dolores is real au #BOOM HERE IT IS #tua #the umbrella academy #the umbrella academy au #five hargreeves #fic #? #delores

[punkscowardschampions]

Lux & Dash

Lux: Good pilgrim, praytell Lux: is your hair just like that or do you have a routine Lux: I must know Dash: what's yours naturally trying to hang like? I'll hit you with what's outta this world 🐤 Lux: full samara, senpai Lux: turn off the tube QUICK 🙄 Dash: 🤣 bummer Dash: 🥥 oil is far out on all hair types even 🔪🔪🔪 Dash: aloe vera will make her 💪 Dash: lemme 🤔🤔.... Dash: do you fuck with 🐣?? Lux 🙇 down at your feet, oh lord is the most high place! 🙌 Lux: the chooks here lay too many for us non-strict-vegans to get through Lux: save my hair AND cut down on our foodwaste? Lux: I will be ♕ and you will be ♚ Dash: 2 🥄 🥑 oil, same of 🥥 & aloe vera gel Dash: 2 raw 🥚 Dash: heat it & leave that baby on for time Dash: 30 mins ++++ Dash: 🚿 with whoever Lux: the CP of my hair is gonna rival Rapunzels Lux: 💃💃💃 Lux: I promise to never ever clock you with a 🍳 Dash: 💛👼👑 Dash: you'd be choice with her 🌺🌺🌺  look Lux: 😘 plant 🌱 for every 🌺 and compliment you gimme then we can talk about april showers coming earlier than anticipated☔️ Dash: right on Lux: Is your full name Dashiell/ can I call you that anyway Lux: because its really fitting and if you care to know I shall tell you for why Dash: it's not but if you're down I can be down too Lux: SO; here was my thought 🚄 climb aboard and ride the rails with me for a sec here Lux: Dash ➼ Dashiell ➼ meaning page boy ➼ page boy = ring bearer ➼ ring bearers of the One Ring ➼ Samwise Gamgee = you AM I RIGHT OR AM I RIGHT Dash: 🤯🤯👍 Lux: I know, allow me to scoop up the remainder your 🧠 from the ceiling and put it into a handwoven jute tote for you to take home Lux: I been knew you love food as much as him, its like 1845-49 up in here after you've come around 🥔💀 Dash: tight gestures like those 👐 gotta keep you in the groove here 🥰 Dash: trust you to pick up on a royal appetite Lux: I'm the holy daughter returned, boy Lux: only eating manna from heaven, though if anyone in this place could make a 😋 cake like back home, I'd let them eat it Dash: set to call you that when I fall in with my ��� but do you go by anything shorter on top? Lux: Hebrews 13:2!!! Lux: so that explains where you come from Lux: more in a cloud of smoke than holy light but they could only get so many details dead on in the good book Lux: I'm Lux, of course, X if the mood takes you but I can't make it any easier for you Dash: here to make us 👀 the light, yeah? righteous 👼 Lux: The mission of making my parents proud of me again is not one I am currently embarked upon but service to God and all his creations was always their jam Lux: supposedly Lux: but if you're here to get me to renounce my sex, along with the devil and all his works (duh), oh angelic messenger, I still have to decline Dash: aere perennius is the vibe I'm picking up from you, Lux Dash: it'd be a heavy mission Lux: You owe the world a forest for that one because words like that evoke so many cardinal sins within me Dash: do you know about 🎋? Lux: Tell me Dash: it's a tanabata tree, for wishes Dash: they set the bamboo afloat on the river or on 🔥 after the festival Lux: We must participate here Lux: and one day I will go to where the festival is meant to be and you must come because you introduced me to the magic Dash: we can go to Japan, Sao Paolo or LA, they all have 'em Lux: Of course Lux: I seem to have traveled in the wrong direction Lux: to the wrong coast and onwards Dash: at least you ain't separated from your lover by a 🌌 Dash: that's the legend that goes with the festival Lux: oh Lux: how heartbreakingly beautiful Dash: but they are allowed to meet once a year on the 7th day of the 7th lunar month Dash: it's not a total downer Lux: so young Dashiell believes it is better to taste heaven but the once than to never know it at all Lux: good Lux: I like you Dash: I try & get my kicks tasting as much as I can as often as I can Dash: though yeah, once over never Lux: can't take on the 🌌 Lux: though perhaps you can, with a name like a superhero Dash: no sweat 💪 Dash: if I don't ✂ my hair off 😏 Lux: 😱 Lux: I do have weak ankles! Lux: you avoid barbers and I'll avoid heels that are taller than... Lux: five Lux: no six inches Dash: 👌👌 Dash: if you avoid any heel I'll be able to reach you way out though Dash: no 🛹 jumps 💫 Lux: YET Lux: until you remember where you parked your chariot of fire, you give me reason to kick off my heels, and I'll happily do it Dash: 💃? Lux: Both in worn levis, both in torn T-shirts Lux: of course, that's the only way Dash: there's a tanabata song, I could sing it for you Dash: the translation at least Lux: 😻🙏 Dash: it'll be a blast Lux: 🚀🌠 Dash: have you 👀🎸? Dash: mine's MIA Lux: you can borrow my girl Lux: for one song Dash: I won't hog her like a flake, digging the trust too much Lux: you can abuse my trust just go easy on Dolores Lux: she's a folksy kinda gal, if you kick it punk rock she'll 😳😩 Dash: she'll stay 🍒💖 I'm about a gentle touch Dash: what kind are you? the words are the festival's but I don't know the 🎶 Dash: I'll make it yours, like Lux: as angelic as you look Lux: a sinner can only but hope not Lux: how about you sing it for me but play it like its yours Dash: cool with me Lux: then the song can be ours Dash: I think you're unreal Dash: the most Lux: Oh, because I am Lux: and you are perfect because you know that's a compliment Dash: this fly by of yours is gonna last some time, yeah? Lux: though not compelled by God or a power higher than my own Lux: this is where I'm meant to be Dash: me too Lux: I know Lux: I divined you out of 🌟✨☀️🌌 Dash: we planting that forest to grow together or on opposite sides? Lux: one 🌎 one 💓 Dash: roots are gonna get tangled if you keep laying down your 💓 next to mine Lux: I can grow anywhere Lux: you don't need to worry about me Dash: 🌻 Dash: you're gonna make this place better, I feel it Lux: you have family here? Lux: in the commune Dash: yeah Lux: do you like it here Dash: I love it Lux: I do too Lux: its Lux: loving Dash: when did you come through? have you met every 🐤 & 🐈? cos you should meet everyone Dash: feel all the love Lux: I've been in Dublin about... a month, two Lux: feels like forever Lux: but here I'm a total 🍒 Lux: I met Hazel completely by fate at a women's health drop-in she was running a few weeks ago, told her my story and here I am Dash: farm tour 1st 🍀 tour 2nd Lux: Coming Lux: 🎸 in tow Dash: safe Lux: and sound Lux: I'm just tryna catch a mirror moment Lux: not enough, if I had any complaints but 🤫 Dash: which room's yours? I'll make space to hang another one near Dash: then the 🌙 Lux: we'll end the tour there Lux: my contribution Dash: now that's sound Lux: Do you know about me? Dash: what about you? Lux: That I don't have girl parts Lux: I won't be accused of that kind of trickery Dash: I won't accuse you of any Lux: ☺ Dash: you set the pace, I'm in it Lux: You're keeping up spectacularly Lux: now, where does my tour start? Dash: orchard Lux: 🍏🍎🍐🍊🍋🍇🍈🍒🍑🥭 Dash: there's the best 🍏🍎 tree, easy to climb whatever shoes you're wearing Dash: you can see the whole farm from the top Lux: [Show up honey] Dash: [😍 at her we all know] Lux: [dressed hyper-femme as always and way more dressy than most here we know, doing a curtsey like 🤭] Dash: [holds out a 🍎 like he's the 🐍 & she's Eve, looking cute and tempting] Lux: [obviously taking it and taking a sassy bite] Dash: [into it obviously hand holding through this orchard tour for Winnie's sake] Lux: [gonna climb this tree] Dash: [do it kids] Lux: [gonna have to help her even though she's left the heels behind] Dash: [thankfully he's not that much of a dick that he won't, imagine just like byeeee] Lux: [😂 no one needs anyone falling out of a tree rn] Dash: [we aren't killing either of you off so just enjoy the view] Lux: ['it looks so big from up here, when you're in it, it feels...close'] Dash: ['it's big but the fam's bigger' gives her a look like you'll see, genuinely buzzing cos does love it here] Lux: [the biggest smile 'why don't you live here?'] Dash: ['my mum & dad don't, & that's their biggest drag, they ain't hip but they ain't real hassle' casually don't mention that Cosmo exists okay then] Lux: [nods 'everyone should get as much family as they can'] Dash: ['you can meet 'em too, it's cool'] Lux: [excited puppy look like really?!] Dash: ['my mum used to be a rad skater & now she sits around bench racing at her own bone yard, it's a good space to hang loose'] Lux: [just listening like no way! 'what about your dad?'] Dash: ['he's more easily bugged, we don't always vibe, but shit stays chill'] Lux: ['yeah but what did he used to be? before he got old and boring too'] Dash: ['he played football' with a shrug cos so uninterested we know] Lux: ['ooh, was he famous?'] Dash: ['not really'] Lux: ['bummer'] Dash: ['you wanna be famous?'] Lux: [is thinking like hmm 'I don't NOT want it but its not my number one all-time dream...not even top ten'] Dash: ['what is?'] Lux: [puts her index fingers to the corners of his mouth to make him smile] Dash: [laughs] Lux: ['you?'] Dash: ['I'm thinking we should start a band' shout out to Ali your lowkey grandma] Lux: [a look like um yes, how have you not and putting three fingers up to let him know its made the list] Dash: [starts to climb down like come on, so much to see] Lux: ['don't ditch me!' and running after him] Dash: [takes her all around the vegetable patches next, introducing her to any peeps they come across] Lux: [living laughing loving honestly we can skip] Dash: [imagine all the cute animals they would have, I hope none of them die in the fire I'll cry] Lux: [lmao animals usually bolt when fire so they should be fine, unless they then get hit by cars or some shit] Dash: [I'm saying they are all A okay bitch] Dash: [post tour skip] Dash: gotta hit home Dash: later? Lux: Undoubtedly 😊 Dash: we'll jam Dash: 🤔 band names Lux: I'll throw it out there Lux: I wonder if anyone can drum drum Lux: not just drum circle Lux: I'll ask that too Dash: I'm jazzed Lux: 🎺 Dash: you play the harp 👼? Lux: ☺😋💕 Lux: If only Lux: there are bass' and banjos and plenty of acoustics Lux: I'll go thrifting and see if I can find one Dash: wait for me Lux: we should see how many wild instruments we can find Lux: one for everyone Dash: your 🧠⚙️ is far out Lux: but not far enough you can't reach me Dash: 🌌 can't stop me, yeah? Lux: nope Lux: not as long as you got that hair Dash: [selfie like it's still there] Lux: Thank God Lux: don't need to 😢 today Dash: you don't need to cry any day baby Lux: Keep me smiling Dash: I've got you Dash: we all have Lux: 💕 Lux: I really thought I knew family and community before this, you know Lux: but I was wrong then and this is better Dash: right on Lux: You're adorable Dash: I've got 👀 for you too Lux: I know Lux: your 👀 are like Lux: coffee Dash: 🧠⚙💖 Dash: yours are like jumping into a river Dash: they get bluer the deeper you go Lux: oh Lux: I think I want you back here now Lux: where did you go again Dash: 🛹🗲 Dash: my parents place Dash: you wanna meet me there? Lux: I'm not in the mood to meet your parents right this second, forgive me Lux: but by the time I've finished dinner here and 🚲 over Lux: sounds good Dash: idk if they're there cos I'm not yet Lux: so we can be alone alone Lux: that'd be novel Dash: yeah Dash: it feels like so much empty space Dash: for the number of bodies who live in it Lux: do you feel lonely there Dash: nah, it's got a good feel Dash: I grew up in it Lux: That's a feel you can't buy Dash: I'll show you my 👶📸 Dash: they're wild Lux: you musta been so cute Lux: your face is still 👶 now Dash: no ✂ then either Lux: so mowgli Dash: oh no, is this a trippy topic for you? Dash: I didn't think Lux: it's okay, I like hearing about happy kids Lux: its a sin to be envious of or covet other people's happiness Dash: Lux Lux: 😊? Dash: I don't think I believe in sin Dash: so if you wanna harsh on my good vibes, you know, I won't be 😡 Lux: Oh, sin is very real, its just whether you believe you'll be punished for the sins that are written about Lux: I appreciate you but I've got nothing to be 😡 about either Lux: 🤞 Dash: you can hit me with a shut up any time Dash: I'll still dig you Lux: I enjoy our conversations Dash: yeah? Lux: absolutely Lux: you're a beautiful 🐺 boy Dash: you're the most beautiful 🦊 Lux: never stone cold Dash: nah, the hottest Lux: I feel it Dash: 👍 it's the mood you gotta stay in Lux: with you around, that shouldn't be a problem Dash: we'll keep vibing Lux: did you like it Dash: you want me to say what I know you could tell Dash: I'll write you a 🎶 Lux: First hit for the band? Lux: I'll be famous after-all Dash: I've been listening Dash: I understand what you want Lux: and you're gonna give it to me Dash: that's my action for sure Lux: roll 20 please Dash: come be alone with me Lux: dash dash dash Lux: you're so pretty and fun and cool and I want you again Dash: [sends her the deets to where his house is] Lux: so far Lux: I must like you huh 😏 Dash: yeah it's a drag where I live Dash: but it's new heights that you like me Dash: 🚀💕 Lux: why wouldn't I? Dash: idk Dash: do you know about me? Lux: I know enough to like you Lux: what do you think would make me unlike you Lux: let's compare Dash: it's not all laid back the shit that other girls say Lux: you're a 💔 Dash: I'm not out here making a game of it like that Dash: but it's happened for real Lux: Oh dear Dashiell Lux: my heart was broken long before I got here Lux: and I've had to severe and untangle roots so much deeper than yours could ever be Lux: I told you, there's no need to worry about me, you can't hurt me Dash: that's fucked up Lux: Perhaps Dash: can I make it any better? Lux: no Lux: but that's okay Lux: now is better, there's no need to fix what's been Dash: I wasn't being plastic before, you're home now Lux: I feel it Lux: I have no choice but to give up my old definition but I'm less scared and 😢 at the prospect of the redefinition now, forced though it was Dash: it'll be okay Dash: we'll make it happen that it's only that Dash: or like better Lux: you're not a bad person Lux: I can tell Dash: if I'm someone you like, I'm cool with it Lux: good Lux: I need people right now, you know Dash: everyone at the farm, they'll be what you need Dash: they are for me Lux: what do you need them for? Dash: a blast Dash: my other fam want me to change some shit I do Lux: 🚀👌 Lux: I get that Lux: is it stuff you can't change or don't wanna Dash: idk if I recognise the difference Lux: sounds like a can't, then Dash: stepping into new 👟 feels like a bad scene Dash: I fuck with the ones I've worn in Lux: That's up to you Lux: I like new shoes Lux: maybe they're just worried your feet are getting all scrunched outta place Dash: yours are groovy though Dash: not handed down Dash: they fit you Lux: I had to steal 'em though Lux: and when my dad found 'em they sent me away Dash: a 🦊 like I said Lux: have you seen the fox and the hound? Dash: nah Dash: it's disney yeah? Lux: Yep Lux: I'm gonna make you watch it Dash: I'm about netflix & chill Lux: We'll chill first Lux: its real sad Lux: 😭 Dash: I be trying to chill with you nonstop though Dash: how bad do you want me to 👀 at things other than you Lux: 🤭 Lux: maybe your cinematic education can wait Lux: if we're truly to make the most of alone alone time Dash: lay it on me that I'm an ugly crier another day Dash: we're making beautiful things happen Lux: you're Lux: just like Lux: seraphic Dash: around you, I gotta be Lux: nu-uh Lux: I can't tell Lux: I fell out of God's favour like a long time ago Dash: you can tell Dash: you're still 👼 Dash: the fallen ones were the most beautiful anyway, yeah? Dash: god's a jealous 🐈 Lux: All angels are beautifulc Lux: and genderless actually, like God Lux: beyond our limited understanding, better Dash: cool Lux: for them Lux: its self-idolatry if you want it for yourself Lux: 🚫 Dash: if I want you for myself, what sin is that? Lux: you actually wanna know? 'cos I've always thought this particular subset of sins sounds unintentionally hot Dash: I'm listening intently Lux: peccata clamantia Lux: The sins that cry to Heaven for Vengeance 🤤 Lux: they're the ones that God will deliver his justice upon, lots of people only know about the seven deadly Lux: but they're the least serious, actually Dash: shit Lux: guess that's why it feels so good Lux: shall we? Dash: 🌌 & god trying to stop us but I'm 💪 Lux: you want me Dash: yeah Lux: then you can have me Dash: show up Lux: I am Lux: ⏲ Dash: right now though Lux: if only my bike had wings Dash: that can be your festival wish Dash: mine too cos I've waited fucked up amounts of time for you Lux: 💡 Lux: your mind, boy Lux: though patience is evidently not your virtue, I'm not mad about it Lux: at all Dash: idc about virtues if you're a sin Lux: you're making me all pink Dash: it's a beautiful colour for you Lux: you're the loveliest 🐺 I've ever known Dash: I wanna be Lux: you are baby Dash: you're like a song I can't get out of my head Dash: & it's the most Dash: I'm so connected to every word Lux: You make me feel really...high but it that warm, soft focus way where there's no bad thoughts or feelings at all, no doubt or regret or shame creeping in, just the good washing over you again and again, like that split-second after you cum but Lux: prolonged Lux: its crazy, you're crazy Dash: we can live in it Lux: lets Dash: I'm in Lux: 🎡🎢🎠 Dash: 🎪🤹 Lux: 🤡 Dash: 🦁🐯 Lux: 🐘 Dash: 🍿 Lux: 🥜 Dash: 🐿️ Lux: 😱 Lux: how could you Mr Squirell Dash: he's gotta eat Lux: He could've just asked Dash: he don't know you like that Dash: thought you'd say nah Dash: I tried to persuade him he wasn't right on & you're 👍 but I must not 🗨🐿 Lux: 😂 Lux: he's more than likely from my homeland, I'll speak to him Lux: can't understand your accent Dash: gabh mo leithscéal Lux: 🤗 what did you say?! Dash: pardon me Dash: is 🗨🍀 on your list? Lux: I've always wanted to Lux: no one at my father's church really spoke it Lux: or would teach me if they did Lux: will you? Dash: my mum taught me Dash: hers never spoke it either Dash: your turn to bring me an 🍎 Dash: but yeah Lux: 😣 damn Lux: someone else here might, I've heard loads of languages flying about Dash: eu também sei português Dash: also from that side of the fam Lux: I 👀 that Dash: Arlo & his brother & sisters are my cousins Lux: Ahh Lux: that's cool Lux: they're so cute Dash: there's many more but they don't live at the farm Dash: you have to catch 'em when they fly by Lux: I'll be sure to do that Lux: do they all have lots of kids, how are there so many Lux: no offense Dash: started with 11 Dash: & most of 'em had 👶s Lux: ELEVEN Lux: 🤔💡 Lux: are you mormons? Dash: 🌼 children ☮ Dash: it was a big-ish fam before that though 👵 had 8 Dash: & she's no hippie Lux: why are you an only-child? Dash: I'm not Dash: I've got an older brother Lux: oh, me too! Lux: he's 13 years older Lux: I was a miracle mistake baby Lux: where's yours Dash: at ⚽ training I think Dash: that's his bag Lux: oh he's not 👴 Lux: you didn't mention him before Dash: he's 18 months + on me Dash: but we're in different 🌌 Lux: I feel you Lux: it musta been nice when you were kids though Lux: I loved when there were kids in the congregation but people always moved on, from God or physically Dash: nah, it's been hassle from the jump Dash: he's 🏆🥇💪 Dash: I'm 💫🚀👀 Lux: you don't like him huh Dash: he's a drag Dash: we're usually jiving 🥊 there's no ☮ & 💓 Dash: messes with my equilibrium Lux: You gotta protect yourself Lux: I get it Dash: I knew you would Lux: 'course Lux: its the same with my brother and my mom Lux: they still 💓 me but they can't see me Dash: do you 💓 'em? Lux: oh of course Lux: they're my family Dash: do you wish you could see 'em? Lux: I wish I still lived with them Lux: but I understand why I can't Dash: do you get to 🗨? Lux: no Dash: can't you? if your dad didn't find out? Lux: No Lux: not unless I'm going to make efforts, make changes Lux: and I can't and that's two eternal sins Lux: at least Lux: could make a case for 3 Lux: so they have to turn away, you see Lux: they all love me but there's nothing they can do until I do Dash: I'm sorry Dash: that everything's so heavy for you Lux: you don't need to be sorry Lux: not your transgressions Dash: but I don't want you to change Dash: & idc if it's a sin Lux: you're sweet Lux: they just want to save me from hell Dash: we're gonna have to live forever Dash: to save you Lux: We better find the philosopher's stone Lux: or the fountain of youth Dash: the 🐿 will help Dash: he digs you now Lux: he's a wizard Lux: knew it 😏 Dash: most animals have magic Lux: true facts Dash: 🦊s who are unreal 👼s especially Lux: you're such a flirt Lux: 😋 Dash: yeah 😏 Dash: that's my magic 😍💖 Lux: I can't disagree Dash: 💭😘 Lux: you can dream 'til I get there Dash: I'm 👀 for your 🚲 Lux: I'm meant to be up on the balcony, not you Lux: love some role reversal Dash: yo don't be on the rebound, Romeo 💔 Lux: awh you jealous Dash: 🤣 Dash: of someone you forget at the start of the play as soon as you 🕰 me? nah baby Dash: but it's salty to the other 💘 Lux: It saves her life Lux: she's fine, honestly, thriving Dash: okay then yeah, I am jealous Dash: of her thrive Lux: poor boy Dash: it's no bummer, like Dash: she ain't gonna be immortal, that's me & you Dash: our fam Lux: there's only so much magic to go around Dash: however much there is, we gotta use it right Lux: 🎺 that's holy decree Dash: & royal 👑 Lux: okay sweet prince Lux: 🤭 Dash: if I go solo from the band, there's an outta sight name Lux: you could do so many covers 💜 Dash: it'd be groovy Dash: but I ain't leaving the group Lux: not before its started Lux: have some loyalty, boy Dash: yo not ever Lux: we gonna do a blood oath Dash: use your hair as a 🔪 before the 🥑 & 🥥 hits Dash: or the ✂ I don't Lux: 😂 you're horrible Lux: and its far too limp for that Dash: nah your hair is 💣 Lux: ☺ Lux: really Dash: yeah Lux: it grew quite fast Dash: 🔮✨ Lux: I'm gonna grow it as long as I can Dash: there might be a better recipe Dash: I'll 🗨 to every 🐤 on the farm Lux: I wish I had curls like them too Lux: most of them Lux: alas Dash: you can borrow mine Lux: you're the bestest friend in the whole 🌌 Dash: 🤞🤝👐 Lux: let down your long hair then Lux: I think I've arrived Dash: [let her in and give her a house tour boy] Lux: [we clearly need Cosmo to come back like Dash did in that convo jussayin] Dash: [payback tbh so yeah we do] Lux: [she'd just be chatting up a storm, awks] Dash: [casually steer her to your room as fast as you can like] Lux: [just being like wanna come watch fox and the hound lmao] Dash: [she's so cute bye] Lux: [at least Cosmo won't be rude to you, even if he is like umm] Dash: [just thinks she's high probably] Lux: [most likely] Dash: [rude but fair] Lux: [when is your brother not as far as you're concerned] Dash: [exactly dr phil] Lux: [anything else we wanna though?] Dash: [we know what's up I think we can post it]

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throwing together some of my recent/ish hc posts/tags for @hellomyguru bc its a thing, babey (i have no idea what you’ve seen and what you havent bc tumblr really just suck like that so lmao)

my tags on this post::  #HELL YEAH HELL YEAH #more pride hcs!!! noice!!#i love these sfm#like klaus always taking part no matter how bad shit is bc HIS PEOPLE!!! and ben trying to punch picketers and homophobes is fucking adorbs#and i would kill (whoop) for the day klaus makes ben corporeal during pride and ben can punch all the people and then disappear#vanya’s is cute. come to the light darling!!#and diego fksgjf okay listen whether one hcs him as bi or not this is 1000% something he’d do either way#he’s supportive!!! and he has lgbtqa+ family!!! and nobody gets to be mean to his family but him!!#see also:: the first year after the apocalypse is avoided five decides to tag along when klaus saying he’s taking dave to#his very first pride. he not only enjoys himself but he learns a lot and either then or over the course of the following weeks figures his#own labels out - bc i hc five as asexual and i just have a thing for klaus being the all knowledgeable one about something for once#and his siblings learning about gender and sexuality from him and maybe discovering something new about themselves along the way!#except luther. he’s a cis hetero and we all know it#but maybe he learns to be a good ally. maybe#i mean probably not but whatever#allison is the only other person in the family who i’d even consider calling straight#bc there’s nothing wrong with being straight and i just.. dont have another label that i think fits her really well#so yeah ive got gender and sexuality hcs for them all flgkscndn happy pride month bitches

my tags on this post:: #’you’re telling me this happens every year?? for a whole month??!’ #actually i need every possible concept of dave experiencing pride month and seeing how far things have come for gays#like rainbow shit everywhere#and of course the legalization of gay marriage#out and proud gay politicians and gay people in positions of power#the amount of support that comes when homophobic shit happens now#homophobia isnt the accepted norm anymore#another thing i like is the concept of - either during pride or just in general - dave being excited to learn about the community as a whole#his boyfriend is a nonbinary pansexual and klaus has explained before what those words mean but dave wants to really understand#we stan a supportive and loving couple#dave has a lot to learn in 2019 but i think this stuff would be the most important and have the most effect on him yknow??#shit isnt perfect but its better and now he can work on getting passed the environment he was raised in#so he can hold klaus’s hand in public and kiss him around other people without panicking and eventually he proposes because HE FUCKING CAN#HE CAN DO THAT. HE CAN JUST.. ASK HIS BOYFRIEND TO MARRY HIM. LEGALLY.#good fucking shit

my tags on this post:: #did you see the state of the sky in the apocalypse?? there’s a chance he really wouldnt have noticed#i mean like yeah it could be a funny plothole#but there could also be reasons for why thats not something he noticed#or idfk man timeline shit#maybe the moon didnt explode the first time around#maybe it did and there’s just another moon somehow some way#maybe he didnt notice bc he was first too scared and then too frenzied and angry probably and then he had shit to focus on and math to do#and then dolores wanted to go on dates to the local wine cellars and flat empty areas that used to be parks and then there was spending days#in the library together like having a girlfriend is a lot of work okay#maybe five just didnt have the time to slowdown and consider things like space#maybe his headspace was too fucked#sometimes you just forget about the moon - i know i do!#so sfgksncjf okay y e ah

my tags on this post:: #YES!!! #yes yes yes #okay #so#everytime someone mentions or even hints at dave having anger issues i wanna fucking cheer bc thats one of my biggest hcs for him#like yeah he’s sweet and gentle and respectful and all that - genuinely a good man - our lil jewish gay#BUT#he did grow up in the 50s and 60s which as op said would have surrounded him with a lot of toxic masculinity. now i dont think he would be#a toxic kind of masculine AT ALL but it definitely would have forced him to hide his emotions and feelings and idk hobbies and of course his#sexuality. and i say hobbies bc there isnt a canon answer for it i dont think but i personally hc dave as being someone who loves art#specifically: drawing. dave keeping a lil sketchbook and some pencils under the pillow on his cot in vietnam?? yes please#so anyway yeah - he wouldnt have really had any good examples of how to properly take care of your anger - although he has enough#heart and common sense to know its really fucking wrong to take it out on women and children and people one is dating WHICH - another hc i#have that ties into this is that somehow his dad found out that he’s gay and beat the crap out of him over it. because unfortunately thats a#thing that happens. so his main male example was an abusive pos. and then he goes to vietnam which is fine because its not like he has#anyone stateside that will miss him - that will talk to him anymore - and its a warzone so there are a lot of ways to work out your anger#and yeah that of course includes bar fights. and he does - usually - try and keep a hold on his anger until he’s away from anyone who might#feel threatened - and he doesnt wanna end up taking out an innocent on accident - but he’s not actually perfect and so sometimes he fails#and it happens around klaus one time and seeing his love’s reaction - the making himself smaller - trying to hide - going quiet and so#clearly afraid - and not just afraid but afraid OF HIM - freezes him to the core where he stands because nobody has ever reacted like that#before. or if they have he never noticed or cared because they didnt matter. but this is klaus. his klaus. who he loves and would never do#anything to hurt him. his klaus who he protects and defends and knows he wants to spend his life with - no matter how impossible it is#he wants to go to klaus and apologize - try to undo the damage done simply by him raising his voice and lashing out - but he doesnt know#what to say or how to say it - he doesnt know what to do with the situation honestly. so he leaves the tent and goes to take his renewed#anger and frustration out on whatever he can find so he can calm down and hopefully get into the right headspace to have whats#no doubt going to be a really hard conversation with his boyfriend. because where do you even start??#but of course they talk it out and dave promises to work on his anger and on how he lets it out and yknow.. its dave so klaus trusts him and#it takes some time - there are some incidents - but dave works hard and learns a lot from klaus - including how to unlearn a lot of shit he#grew up with - and its rough but having a partner from the future who breaks all kinds of barriers definitely helps#so y eah. those are my brief feelings on it and i wanna marry op 

my tags on this post::   #!!!!!!!!!!!! #YES #i adore this post#i could never pinpoint why the introduction on the bus made me feel like That but this is it!!#its just so sweet and innocent - even surrounded by other soldiers in the middle of a warring country#the innocence and unbearable fucking adorableness of their first convo on that bus just… its so bright and lovely it makes everything else disappear#the only thing that matters is the two guys getting to experience that ‘o h’ moment for the first time in their lives bc their childhoods#never let them have that #i assume#bc like op said klaus didnt go to a regular school and he wasnt p much stuck in that house and then he was on the streets so#and for dave like.. i guess he could’ve had that moment in school? but it would’ve been one-sided and he never would have#told anyone. 1960s. gay jewish man. yeah.#they’re each others first (and only) loves and i just really fucking adore that and live off of posts about them 

my tags on this post:: #what if he wasnt dead-dead though???#bc like… the day five found them all dead was apparently the day the apocalypse happened right? so its not like they’d been dead for days#weeks or w.e yknow??#and the time between klaus dying and coming back is varying and undetermined - there’s no canon timing for the length of his deaths#so what if he came back to life??#like okay i know its not really possible in canon bc five buried them i think?? or is that a fanon thing??#i cant remembering #anyway#but still - in general klaus not being permanently dead in the apocalypse is another possibility#and five didnt know about it bc after finding them all he began his 45 year journey#and klaus wakes up alone and essentially has to learn to survive and he doesnt know five was ever there bc..well.. yeah#five is long gone#maybe klaus lives out his days in that wasteland#and he doesnt remember it where five does bc five time traveled back and klaus didnt. the klaus that got stuck in the#apocalypse is a different klaus - like a different timeline. the klaus from ep1 never got stuck in the destroyed future so#he’d have no knowledge or memories of it or anything#or - second thought - he kills himself at some point after waking up and either begs god to let him stay dead or he strikes some kind of#deal with her so he doesnt have to return to whats left of earth#oooo or something happened that put a lock on his powers?? like yknow those cuffs and devices and stuff in stuff in fantasy that freeze the#users abilities?? that’d be an interesting plotpoint bc then like who did it and why and what was the last day really like? yknow#vanya’s meds but More is the idea #just a thought#but anyway idk im just a big fan of klaus with the inability to die and all the possibilities that brings 

my tags on this post::   #i’ve actually never stopped to consider why he didnt notice them except for my v first tua watch-thru#which is odd bc like that seems like a thing one should notice after a few watches??#but w.e #anyway#my only other hc for that part of the episode isnt that klaus didnt notice them bc he’s used to guns#it’s that he didn’t hear them#or that they weren’t loud enough -to him- to register as gunfire initially#bc like one of my close hcs is that he has bad hearing. growing up with people screaming in your ears 24-7 365 can’t exactly be good for#his ears now can it? and with how loud some of them are and how close they can get to him - without touching him - that’s just.. a lot of#fucking volume okay#now add in the academy’s mission alert siren#how loud he listens to his music with headphones on when he’s trying to drown out some REALLY LOUD SCREAMING#and then being near gunfire growing up. those bank robbers had guns and weren’t exactly a big distance away#all the raves and clubs and parties he goes to?? places where music is played so loud the room shakes and you cant hear anything else and#the music itself can be heard from blocks away?? that’s an indeterminable amount of intense noise#and then of course the gunfire of vietnam#so like… boys ears have SUFFERED. whether they wanna acknowledge that in canon or not#so the shooting at the theater - the shooting thats IN the theater - which is large and meant to house sound#thats happening across a big city street from where they’re standing and they’re behind the food truck and if klaus was ordering when it all#started that was just another level of sound and he’s not exactly focused bc everything is awful yknow?? so either it takes him a second to#notice or register it on his own or maybe he doesnt and ben says something?? idk but that’s kinda the field i’ve landed on for that scene#not that im not here for op’s hc!!! bc it really is a good one and it makes sense. im just rambling my own theory here bc i like considering#the Ways for Things sometimes. esp with klaus involved. this does make me wonder tho… if his hearing somehow is -fine- in canon…. h o w?#bc like bitch who tf can take all that and have perfect hearing?? thats gotta be impossible. if they are fine is it related to his powers#somehow?? like.. does his casual passing between life and death all the time mean he doesnt have mortal ear weaknesses? its weird but im..#i’ve got theories. 

my tags on this post:: #probably in the massive fucking pockets of his fluffy coat#see also:: a dealer’s place #a boyfriend’s place#an ex-boyfriend who is also a dealer’s place#a girlfriend’s place #a partner’s place#all ex’s of course bc dave is the only valid romantic relationship#he made friends with the person who owns a nearby thrift store and they help him out#he has a locker at a public place like the ymca#he only has one outfit before returning to the mansion so he has nothing to carry - ever on the move#he thiefs off of people in rehab and crackhouses he stayed in that are dumb enough to leave their shit unattended#when he sees something he likes or he feels its time for an outfit change#he mostly sticks with his lace up pants as far as bottom pieces go bc its much harder to sneak away with skirts#and the kind of crazy pants he likes. there’s only room for one pair of pants for this pan disaster#after returning to the mansion he has access to the funky gay clothes he had managed to aquire before leaving all those years ago#bc like… i kinda hc that he got out of there fast and probably higher than fuck and had nothing packed#have you ever tried to pack while high?? it’s harder than it has any right to be#crack theory:: he had a bag - we just never saw it bc in the beginning he wore it under his floofy coat bc safety and he didnt need it the#rest of the time.#i have a lot of thoughts and headcanony opinions about klaus’s time on the streets so thank u#for giving me a place to dump some of them   

#a collection of my dumbass tag rambles about the umbrella academy #for the ever lovely #hellomyguru #im definitely gonna be thinking of more pride hcs tho bc... Gay. #oooo i should make a post about my gender/sexuality hcs for all the siblings maybe?? ive seen other people do that and like.. i wanna share #but i also dont want to be eaten by people who disagree so... mayhaps not. #idk. #anyway. i knew i typed a lot in tags but uh... i wasnt aware of how bad it was. whoops? #mytuaposts