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kinschi · a day ago
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justanothercamilofan · 2 days ago
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ito na, part two of Kultura
i have some free time rn so im gonna write this
I HOPE U GUYS LIKE THIS <333
Part 1
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HAPUNAN.
Your mga tito and tita stare at you once you step foot in your home, glancing at the boy next to you. They all shared looks with each other, whispering something that you couldn't here. "Nay, I'm home! I brought Camilo, is it alright if he stays over for dinner?" You call out and your mother rushes out of the kitchen. She holds out her hand to the both of you, you take it and gently place it to your forehead. Camilo does the same and a wide smile appears on your mom's face.
"Wow... Magalang siya... (He's polite)." She says, staring at your friend with awe. "Go now, magmano ka rin sa mga tito at tita mo."
You motion over to Camilo to greet your other family members the same way as he did with your mom. They were all giggling when the two of you did so.
"Ay, (name), ang laki mo na... Nobyo mo? Napakagwapo niya, ah. (You're growing up so fast, (name). Is he your boyfriend? He's really handsome.)" Your Tito says. His words make you and Camilo blush. Crap, you forgot about those loanwords. What is it with your family and their habit of asking every guy you're with if they're your boyfriend anyway?
You shake your head. "Hindi po, kaibigan lang. (No, he's just a friend.)"
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You bring Camilo up to your room, dinner wasn't ready yet. Hopefully none of your cousins nor siblings would barge in and disturb the two of you.
"So... your family thinks I'm attractive, huh?" He asks, grinning.
With a roll of your eyes, you respond. "Don't let it get to your head, they say that to every guy they see me with."
"You've been around other guys?" He crosses his arms over his chest.
"Sometimes, while I do my chores, they help me out." You answer.
Camilo sits on the edge of your bed, observing the decorations in your room. "Tell me more about your language, the basics and all that." He says, you turn to him with an excited look on your face.
"Gladly."
You spend fifteen minutes teaching your friend the basics of your language. He learns the words easily and when he says it, it rolls smoothly off his tongue. Then again, some of the words you've taught him originated from Spanish words.
"So, you use 'po' and 'opo' to be polite? If I remember correctly, you used that earlier to your Tío." Camilo points out.
"Yup. I said 'hindi po' which means 'no'. If I didn't include 'po' I would've been smacked right in front of you."
"Okay, so what does 'opo' mean?" He asks.
"It's just a polite way of saying yes."
The boy nods his head, "This doesn't seem too difficult to learn. I could probably be fluent by tomorrow!" He exclaims and it makes you laugh. "Whatever you say, Camilo."
"Ate/Kuya (Name)! Kain na raw! (It's time to eat!) " Your younger sibling calls out. "Ate means older sister and Kuya means older brother."
Camilo nods his head in understanding. "What about the other thing they said?" He asks.
"It's time to eat, so let's head downstairs."
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The two of you sat next to each other a the dining table. Your family engages in friendly conversation with Camilo. In his native language, of course. You've been living in Colombia for a few years now, all of you were fluent in Spanish.
To say that Camilo loved the food was an understatement. It was so delicious, he thought of asking for the recipe so his Tia Julieta could make it, but that might be asking for too much. What did you call this dish again? Adobong manok, was it? His taste buds will never be the same again after this meal.
Once he finishes his plate, your lola speaks. "Oh, iho, you should eat more. Don't be shy, we have plenty." She says.
Not only did you have amazing meals, but you could get seconds? Of course, he gladly took more food. Who was he to pass up on seconds anyway? Your family has been so nice to him the whole time he was there.
By the time you were all finished eating, you and Camilo insisted on washing the dishes.
"So, what did you think?" You ask him. "Did the food taste great?"
"Great? It was fantastic! I think someone finally beat Tía's cooking!" He exclaims, rinsing the soap off of the plate.
You let out a chuckle at his words. "Is that so? Dolores is probably telling your family about this."
Two kids enter the kitchen, grabbing on to the boy's yellow poncho. "Ate/Kuya (name)... Can Kuya Camilo come back here some other time? We want to play with him! He told us earlier that he wants to as well!" Your younger cousin asks.
You smile at them, "That's your kuya's decision to make, not mine."
The two of them turn to your friend. "Of course I'll come back, we can all play together when I do. (Name) can join too."
The children cheered, running out of the kitchen afterwards.
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It was starting to get pretty late, Camilo knew he had to go now. He didn't want his Mami to get worried about him after all. But before he left, he needed to do something first.
"Leaving already, Camilo?" Your mom asks, just the person he was looking for. "I'll walk you home if you are." You said, appearing next to your mother.
The boy shook his head. "No need, (name). But before I go, I just wanted to say..." He trails off. What was that word again? Sela— No. Salemet? Not quite right either.
Ah, now he remembers.
"Salamat po, for the letting me stay over. The food was really delicious."
He leaves after that, hopefully he didn't mispronounce the word. That would've been embarrasing.
"(Name)."
"Po?"
"Pakasalan mo na siya, parang awa mo na. (Please marry him.)"
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arepacuacamilo · a day ago
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m0ricake · 2 days ago
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Mama's boy Camilo for the soul
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carlaerosie · a day ago
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this is how I think how Encanto characters would react to asking about their pronouns
Mirabel: she/her and you?
Isabela: she/her.
Luisa: I don’t have time for this
Dolores: she/her *squeaks*
Camilo: he/him *shrugs* whatever
Agustín: my name’s Agustín
Félix: whatever you want them to be (if Pepa asks) what’s that (if anyone different asks)
Pepa: depending on her mood it would be: woman ones :) or leave me alone or I will start raining
Julieta: she/her *gives the asker something to eat*
Bruno: I’m Colombian if that’s what you mean
Alma: female ones or I don’t have time for this
Mariano: I don’t know but if you really want to know you should ask Dolores - she knows everything about me
okay I’ve never thought I would actually do something like this but I’m currently kinda struggling with my own pronouns and I started thinking about Encanto characters’ pronouns and yeah
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sleepingvalentine · 2 days ago
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Imagine madrigals triplets as children preparing Alma's birthday. How cute could it be ?!
Pepa picking the prettiest flowers she grew in the garden to make a bouquet, Julieta cooking a tiered cake and Bruno... Idk ? Drawing them all and writing how wonderful the familia will be thanks to his premonitions ??
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capturingdisney · 23 hours ago
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desiree610 · a day ago
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I love Bruno’s hands.
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I just wanna hold them. 🥰
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That’s it, that’s the post.
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ENCANTO IS THE FIRST DISNEY MOVIE WITH 2 TOP10 SONGS
WE DONT TALK ABOUT BRUNO IS THE HIGHEST CHARTING DISNEY SONG SINCE A WHOLE NEW WORLD
AND THE REST IS HISTORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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dos-oroguitas · 2 hours ago
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worthy of you
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book of life inspired series: wait for you, fight for you
you and camilo have a little moment before your other suitor barges in and ruins the moment.
masterlist !!
The next few days were a blur to both you and Camilo. The town’s lively chatter of your return hadn’t ceased for the whole week. Everyone was still excited from your return as well as the mysterious handsome boy that you’ve brought along with you.
The girls and boys your age were all filled with envy when Camilo had often asked you out to explore Encanto with him all over again. Though he could also detect a sense of longing in their eyes which made him groan in frustration. Really? He had the whole town as his rival apart from the Del Pilar guy?
He tried not to sigh deeply as he pursed his lips, unable to think about anything but you. Not even seconds could help him take off the heaviness that threatened to weigh him down.
“Camilo? Estás bien?” Your voice suddenly jolted him out of his thoughts and he struggled to find the words. What was he doing again? Oh right. He had invited you for a picnic of sorts and here you were perched on the fountain of the town square.
“Estoy bien, bonita.” Came his flustered response upon seeing you tilt you head to the side, doe eyes gazing right up at him. Miercoles, he thought to himself, how are you this adorable? He found himself staring as he ate one of his tia’s arepas.
“Oh right, I forgot!” Camilo watched as you rummaged through your mochila that Mirabel had gifted you. Strangely enough, it had the colors of his ruana as well as a little emroidered chameleon on its’ side. You then pull out a familiar stuffed toy and he swore his heart soared. Like he had done with the ruana you gave him, you had kept the stuffed chameleon he had given you all those years ago.
“Amarillo has certainly seen better days.” You smile up at him sheepishly. The stuffed toy had clashing colored threads, probably from the amount of times you’ve repaired him in the span of eight years. “But I love him nonetheless.”
Oh how he wished he was Amarillo instead as you hugged the precious stuffed chameleon close, smiling so fondly at the toy he and his mother had painstakingly worked on during your last days in Encanto.
It took him years. Years to finally convince himself that he didn’t like you in a way that his family insisted that he did. You were just (Name) his childhood friend. (Name) who was just someone he missed someone. (Name) who he waited patiently for 8 years, never looking at anyone else.
And then you were (Name). You were his (Name). And he knew deep down that he loved you. That he did like you in a way his familia insisted he did. He loved you.
What they said was true. Absence does makes the heart grow fonder.
His eyes softened as he gazed at you, noticing how the setting sun’s rays caressed your face. He chanced upon the moment the orange glow from the sun crowned you with a halo. And you took both his breath and his heart with you without even doing anything.
You caught his gaze, face instantly warming up at how he looked at you with eyes that held nothing but love, warmth, and yearning. For a moment you were frozen as he gently reached out to cup your cheek in his warm palm before you smile, leaning against it whilst you looked at him with just as much love.
“Camilo?” You breathed out, voice barely a whisper.
He smiled fondly, eyes flickering briefly to your lips, letting himself steal just a few more seconds of holding you like this before he gently pinched your nose and laughed. He tried to play it cool, play it suave like he always had but as he pulled his hand away, he gently clenched it by his side, trying to remember the way your skin felt against his palm even as he had just touched it a few seconds ago.
He raised the same hand to his lips, acting as if he was just covering his mouth as he laughed at you but grazed his lips against his palm where he had touched your cheek, his freckled cheeks bursting into a heated fluster.
Camilo averted his gaze.
“Ay, bonita, you don’t know what you do to me.”
He knew he had an opportunity there and then to confess to you. To ask you to be his and his only forever. And he would’ve until he heard your name being called out by a familiar voice, one that he despised oh so dearly.
Andres Del Pilar strided towards the both of you, an unreadable expression on his handsome features.
“(Name), mi princesa, your papá has asked me to escort you home.” He stood tall, waiting for you who had looked at Camilo with a bashful smile, the warmth on your face never leaving.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, Camilo?” You offer as you gently pat your dress to remove any crease and nonexistent dirt.
“Si, tomorrow, mi reina.” He stammered, clambering onto his feet. Camilo could see how your offer had made Andres’ eyes narrow and he clicked his tongue in distaste. Even more so when he had swiftly added his petname for you.
You think he’s gonna let Andres call you princess? Well, you’re his queen. It was insignificant, maybe even petty but he had liked seeing the ticked off face of that pompous jerk.
Sensing the tenseness between both boys, particularly Andres’ sharp look at Camilo, you frown. You weren’t particularly aware of what the two boys were feuding about, blissfully unaware of the pair’s vying for your heart.
As you walked away after giving him one last smile, Andres had stayed in place, letting you go ahead a little ways away before he turned to the shapeshifter with a smile. It wasn’t a friendly one. It was strained, never quite meeting his eyes.
“You just don’t know when to quit, do you?” His tone was steady and unnervingly calm. “Qué Gueva,” He laughed, throwing his head back with a cackle.
“You really think you stand a chance? You really think she wants a nobody that can just shapeshift?” Andres stood tall as he approached Camilo who rather than back down, stood tall as well with his head up high. “You’re nothing without your powers, Madrigal. Let’s face it. Without your stupid miracle, nobody, I mean nobody, would give you the time of day.”
“She doesn’t want you. She’d never want you.” He hissed under his breath, his calm and formal facade breaking for a moment. “You and your family are all just a bunch of freaks—“
Andres finds himself lifted by the collar of his shirt, fistfuls of the fabric of his clothing bunched into Camilo’s hands. He wanted to swing. He wanted to knock Andres to the ground.
“Watch yourself, bastardo.” His hands shook as he held a wide-eyed Andres who grasped onto Camilo’s wrist. “I can take any insult but if you dare say a word about mi familia..” He trails off, letting his threat hang.
Andres choked at the tightness of his hold, his eyes narrowing before he roughly pushed the boy away. He wanted to say something but his bruised ego had made him scoff, straightening out his shirt as he quickly fled, muttering something under his breath.
He didn’t know how long he had stood there, eyes still locked onto the direction that you had walked off in. Camilo pursed his lips, shoving his hands in his pockets with a frustrated sigh.
Camilo knew better than to let words affect him but Andres’ words rang in his mind.
“What if he’s right?” He asked outloud to himself in the now desolate streets. “I can’t offer her anything like Andres can. I’m.. I’m nothing without my miracle..” His voice trembled as he furrowed his brows, his insecurities coming to fruition as he grit his teeth. Just who was Camilo Madrigal without the miracle? And could that Camilo compete with someone like Andres?
He could feel his heart hammering against his chest and his eyes watered as he took in deep but painful breaths. His vision was blurred with tears as he leaned against the fountain that the both of you had sat on.
A heavy weight upon his shoulders. A heavy thought played in his mind. A heavy question was left unanswered as he looked to the starry sky.
Was he worthy of you?
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beat his ass boy beat his ass boy 🥊🤜🤛👊 kidding.. maybe.. tangina mo andres gago ka pota
i hope you guys like this part aaa ! as always any like, reblog, and comment is vvv much appreciated ! lemme know what you think ? aaa ?
also so sorry if you didnt get tagged the max number of tags is only 50 :((
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ashdreams2023 · 7 hours ago
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Hi:) I'm not the same anon who asked for Camilo x reader comfort/hurt but I would like to ask the same for bruno if you have the time 💗 💓 💖 💕
Bruno x reader Comfort/hurt headcanons
Even though he’s basically touch starved, he wouldn’t want you to touch him at first, it will take him a while to accept it fully
He teaches his rats to look for you whenever he can’t find you
Would be self conscious about you dating him if you were much younger because he believes you deserve someone else
Has a big appetite and not picky at all, he will give everything a try before judging
His hair needs extreme detangling
He’s very crafty, usually drawing or making tiny outfits or jewelry
It breaks his heart when kids call him creepy because he genuinely loves kids
His hands are really soft and big and he like to cup your face with them
Clingy in private
He has nightmares and they usually end up with visions
So used to being looked down on that any praise would just make his day
Super insecure about the dark circles under his eyes
He’s actually stronger than he looks, he can run really fast and carry quite a lot
Stays in the back when meeting new people since he’s socially awkward
Will write stories and make the heroine have the same personality as you
Always likes to share, so if Julieta made him some sweets he would make sure to save at least one piece for you to taste when you meet again
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strawberryuji · 2 days ago
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Hi how are you doing? May I please request a Dating Mirabel headcanons?
dating mirabel headcannons !!
(*ᴗ͈ ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.゚
pairing : mirabel madrigal x reader
genre : fluff ( and angst if you squint )
warning(s) : mentions of insecurity
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- this girl loves sewing w you !! most of your free time is used in doing arts and crafts w her
- she loves showing you off to the kids all of the time.
- instead of finishing her chores ,, she’d end up talking to you and earning a scold from abuela (° — ° ’”)
- as gifts ,, she'd give you pieces of clothing, stuffed animals or accessories she made herself
- when she gives you flowers, they're def self-grown, there's no way she's asking isabela to grow her some.
- so many hugs. she nuzzles into your neck and sometimes tries to lift you up ( bonus points if you're shorter than her !! )
- she loves hanging out in town !! don’ t get me wrong, casita is a wonderful place , but mirabel just needs to get away from her family sometimes :))
- every time she’d feel insecure about not getting a gift, you’d litter light kisses on her face , making her giggle and ( hopefully ) lighten up the mood ><
- ” you are the most important thing in this world to me , mi vida .“
- she’d totally add you to her ” welcome to the family madrigal “ song . change my mind.
- definitely the type to break into spontaneous dancing w you :,))
- not one of your clothes are spared of her adorable embroidered animals . you ‘ d be looking at yourself in the mirror and suddenly see an embroidered tiger on the back of your shirt ( ;////; ʋ) you can’t get mad at her though , its cute ᕱ⑅ᕱ
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justanothercamilofan · 3 days ago
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we need more Camilo Madrigal x Male Reader enemies to lovers around here, so do you mind writing one? 👀👀
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i spent a whole HOUR reading shit on how to make a good enemies to lovers fanfic HAHAHAHHAHA
this is my favorite trope, but im not experienced when it comes to writing it JSKADKJASDJKA so i hope that this is good enough
possible part 2 for this?? maybe??
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NOT SO BAD.
Camilo Madrigal. Honestly, If it weren’t for the fact that his family has done so much for the town and that they all had powers, you would’ve punched him square in the face without any hesitation. Everything he did angered you, his stupid shit eating grin, all the teasing and pranks he’d pull on the townsfolk – on you. God, the mere thought of him was enough to get your blood boiling.
It seemed like the two of you had absolutely nothing in common, except for the mutual hatred you shared. Camilo despised you just as much as you did to him, you were no fun to be around, boring and so easily irritated. He always made it his goal to keep people happy. Mirabel, his prima, describes him as ‘someone who wouldn’t stop until he makes you smile today.’ But when it came to you, he wanted nothing more than to see you all pissed off.
The town knew about this, of course. The both of you aren't exactly subtle about it, nor did you try to hide your burning hatred for each other.
"Can I get you anything?" The shopkeeper asks. You were sent out by your parents to buy a few things for them, this was your last stop before you could head back home. "Salt and pepper, please."
The shopkeeper turns around for a few seconds. And when they turn to face you again, some sort of powder was being blown on to your face. You quickly wipe it off on your sleeve, the person behind the counter erupts into laughter. The 'shopkeeper' melts back into his original form. "Camilo! What the hell?!" You exclaim, glaring at the boy. "Chill out, (name), it's just a prank!" He wheezes.
You march out of the store, face red with anger. You'll just tell your parents they ran out of salt and pepper, they'd understand. Camilo decides to follow you, much to your dismay. "What do you want?" The boy grins at you and you want nothing more than to slap it out of his face. "Leave me alone, Camilo. I don't have time for you and your stupidity." He lets out a loud, exaggerated gasp at that. "Oh, how you wound me, (name)!" Camilo places the back of his hand against his forehead, eyes shut.
"Stop talking to me and get out of here, I don't want people to think we're friends."
He snorts. "Trust me, nobody thinks that way."
You don't respond to him, only picking up your pace in hopes that it'll get him to leave you alone.
It doesn't. Instead, he goes on and tells you about his day. Which you didn't ask for, by the way. It's obvious that he's doing it just to tick you off... and it sure as hell is working.
"You know, cariño, maybe if you were a little nicer to me, we could be friends."
Cariño.
Your heart flutters at that. Out of anger, of course. Your jaw tightens, clearly hating the nickname. It was a term of endearment, but the way he used it only made you feel annoyed.
"You know, Camilo, maybe if you weren't such a mischievous prick, we could be friends." You retort, he chuckles. "And don't call me cariño."
There it is again, that stupid grin. "What're you gonna do about it, huh, cariño?" He teases with a flirty tone. Your face feels hot all of a sudden, you assume that it's out of anger. It takes every last bit of your self control to not lash out at him. "Ohoho, what's this? (Name), are you blushing? That's so gross."
You turn away from him, scowling. "I'm not— Dios mio, you're so annoying! Don't you have chores to do?"
"I've finished them all, amor. We can spend time together now." He teases you, winking.
You grimace, stomach churning in disgust, Camilo scoffs at your reaction.
"Fine, I'll go! Jeez, you don't have to look at me like that. You really are no fun, (name). No wonder you're still single." He sticks his tongue out at you, before running off. "How childish..." You mumble under your breath.
Somehow, you couldn't help but feel a little... hurt. Was that true? You know how to have fun, surely. You didn't want to think too much about, so you just headed home.
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The sun has risen, indicating the start of another morning. You decided to take a stroll around town, it was peaceful... or so you thought.
From the distance, you spot Camilo. He was occupied by a group of kids. One of the children recognizes you and drags Camilo over. This day was starting off really well, wow. "(Name)! It's you! Do you want to join us? We should play again!" The little girl, Cecilia, said. Should you say yes? If you agree to join them, you'd have to he around the pain in the ass Camilo, but you didn't have the heart to reject a child for no reason.
"Okay, I'll join. It's been a while since we last played, no?" You smile warmly at all of them. "Oh, have you met Camilo? He's joining us too!" Another kid, Roberto, spoke. You and the said boy chuckle. "Yeah, we keep meeting." The two of you respond simultaneously. "Yay! Since we're all friends here, let's go play now!" The kids cheer altogether before dragging you and Camilo off.
The children wanted to play a game of Hide and Seek. One of the kids volunteered to be It, so you let them. As the child counted to ten, you quickly went behind one of the nearby trees. You hear rustling nearby and someone grabs you, nearly causing you to scream. The person pulls you to their chest, slapping a hand over your mouth. "It's just me, cariño. Don't scream."
His whisper sends a shiver down your spine. Your heartbeat picks up, cheeks heating up at how close you are to him. What the hell is he doing here anyway? This was your hiding spot. Camilo lets go of you, placing a finger over his lips. "Go find another spot." You quietly say, glaring at him. He raises a brow at you, "I got here first, you leave."
Gladly, you thought. But just as you were about to move away, the kid leaves his spot, beginning the search. If you left now, you'd get caught. You turn back to Camilo and he smirks at you, "Guess you're stuck with me for a while."
It didn't take too long before you were found.
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The two of you play more games with the group. Camilo notices how... different you are. You were much nicer, friendlier. You actually smiled and laughed. It was a weird sight, he wasn't used to it, but instead of the usual disgust he'd feel... it was something more pleasant. When it came to him, you weren't this lively.
You felt the same way as well. You've heard around town that Camilo was good with kids, you just never believed it. The guy has been nothing but a total prick to you, (though you were the same to him, so I guess it's even) constantly pulling pranks on you and teasing you to no end.
Time passes by rather quickly when you're having fun. Before any of you were aware of it, the sun started setting and the kids has to go home. You promised them that you'd play with them again some other time though, and they were happy to hear that.
"You know, (name), maybe I misjudged you." Camilo starts, you turn to him with a confused look. "I thought you were some boring guy with no personality. You never laughed at any of my jokes, you were always so hurtful with your words..." He pauses to wipe a fake tear and you roll your eyes at his dramatics. "But I think this day made me realize that you might not be so bad."
You cross your arms over your chest. "I guess it's the same for me...? It's weird seeing you not... piss me off every five seconds, but it's better this way. You aren't so bad yourself, Camilo. Now if only you weren't such a prick..."
"Hey! I'm not even doing anything to you right now!"
"Chill out, Camilo, I was just kidding." You say, giggling. The boy looks at you weirdly.
You lift a brow. "What's with that look?"
"Sorry, I'm not used to us not... bickering with each other."
Perhaps there's still a chance that the two of you could get along.
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somequeerteen · 2 days ago
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Camilo: I play in a band, that's fun
Félix: I was in band once
*flashback*
Félix, Agustìn and Bruno: Y M C A
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m0ricake · a day ago
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Camilo in Isabela's part on We Don't Talk About Bruno
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carlaerosie · a day ago
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Did you know? Luisa Madrigal edition
Did you know that the first time Luisa Madrigal was playing football she kicked the ball to hard and it never stopped turning? The ball was the Earth
Did you know that Luisa Madrigal never lies? The truth is just wrong
Did you know that Luisa Madrigal doesn’t read books? Books read themselves for her
Did you know that Luisa Madrigal counted to infinity? Twice
Did you know that Luisa Madrigal is the one that makes onions cry?
Did you know that Luisa Madrigal doesn’t breathe? She holds the air hostage
Did you know that Luisa Madrigal can make one minute rice in 30 seconds?
Did you know that once there was a man named Chuck Norris and his character was inspired by Isabela Madrigal?
now you know
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there was also a kid named Thor Odinson. Luisa Madrigal gave the hammer to him
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poppyseedmuffiin · 2 days ago
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my parent's comments on encanto:
(When Antonio gets his gift) "it's like Birdemic" "that's a lot better than flowers"
(During waiting on a miracle) "looks like she can stop time though"
(During the cracking scene) "Does this have to do with her missing uncle, Borodin?" "HES COMING FOR REVENGE"
(Her finding the vision scene) "is that pottery?" "She's gonna make it break by putting the thing together" "it's like radioactive"
(Chasing Bruno in the walls) "👁️👄👁️ he's been in there the whole time... WATCHING."
(When mirabel is hanging above the chasm) "ooh very Indiana Jones"
(Plate scene) "aww he's looking at everyone eating"
(He asks mirabel to go) "HES NOT TELLING THE TRUTH IS HE? 👁️👁️"
(After Bruno leaves) "he's kind of a Sirius black character innt he?"
(Isabela demands Mirabel apologize) "she doesn't love that guy anyway her cousin does"
(What else can I do) "it's very Elsa"
(kicking around the colored pollen) "that's like Hobbes (our cat) with the lilies that messed up his brain"
(Dos oroguitas) "she wouldn't know she was having 3 babies" "well clearly she had an ultrasound"
(The end) "quite a casita innit"
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ettellessa-inatrix · 13 hours ago
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Camillo, Chameleon, Camilo, Chameleon, Camilo, Chameleon
Bro it took me this long
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blueb22 · a day ago
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💚🖤💚🖤💚
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ENCOURAGEMENT BRUNO!!!
He looked into the future and it says that you are in for some words of affirmation!
So you better take it!!! 💚
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lucanto-fandoms · 2 days ago
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This has happened before, on more than one occasion, and you can't deny it.
Camilo: I am mad and upset right now and there is nothing that will make me feel better about it.
Dolores: *raises an eyebrow*
Camilo: No.
Mirabel: *whispers to Antonio*
Camilo: Stop it.
Antonio: *brings Oscar into the room*
Oscar: *meows happily and trots to Camilo to lay down next to him*
Camilo, stroking his head trying to hold back the smile: Damn it.
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