#encanto fluff
bozowrites · 6 hours ago
a,b, and j for camilo pls?
letters : a, b and j.
character : camilo madrigal
a/n : done my exams so expect some fanfics 👌
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A is for Affection (how do they like to show affection?)
hugs, hand holding, pecks on the cheek. anything and everything honestly.
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B is for Beauty (what do they admire about their s/o?)
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J is Jealousy (do they get jealous?)
from time to time, and it's morso on the insecure side. he doesn't like to make it obvious, but he isn't great at hiding it either. just give him a peck and he'll be all good :)
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lucarioishi · a month ago
Could you write something for Bruno with a really, really clingy reader? Like, the reader is usually all quiet and serious around other people but whenever they see Bruno their mood brightens up and are really lovely physically and emotionally towards him? Maybe HCs if you want!
— bruno with a quiet, but clingy partner !
   WARNING: gender neutral. headcanons. fluff.
   a/n: this was pretty easy to write bc i act exactly like this 🤨
part 2 is currently being written.
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Poor, poor bruno. he's on the verge of passing out due to all the attention you're giving him. you're combing your hands through his hair, peppering his face with kisses, mummering little praises between them.
In the open too!
Bruno isn't so big on pda but for some reason, knowing that you act different around other people and him, of all people, made his heart swell up.
It's like a complete change of personalities! everyone gets so surprised upon finding out how affectionate you really are with bruno.
You're always holding his hand, every waking moment, that even bruno searches for your hand in his sleep.
It kind of reassures him that you're still with him, and he can feel you squeeze his hand back, kissing the back of his palm before wrapping your arms around him and cuddling him.
It would be really funny if people were intimidated by you too. when everyone else is having fun, you're sitting down, reading a book or fiddling with your watch.
You don't really talk much either, they just know your name and that you're associated with the madrigals.
Then, in walks bruno! and you light up! face twisting from seriousness, to excitement.
Of course it would spread rumors. they probably expect you to change from that day to the next, but no.
It's like your battery was drained without bruno on your side. his family sometimes wonders how you and bruno even got together in the first place.
Most of the things you two had in common would be how quiet you are upon first meeting.
Then it escalates to bruno ranting off and you staring at him with so much adoration that he quiets down out of shyness.
You would throw "I love you"s anytime you feel like it. it causes bruno to sigh and bury himself into his poncho.
Turns out, once you open up emotionally, he always, always shuts himself up just to listen to you. but if you're throwing praises and affirmations around out of nowhere, bruno would want you to shut up.
"Bruno, you look so pretty tonight" "You have a beautiful smile" "You're doing a great job, amor!"
"(Name)!" bruno stuffs a spoonful of food in your mouth, furrowing his brows at you. if it wasn't for the furious blush on his cheeks, you would've thought he was angry at you. "please.. settle down,"
He doesn't really want you to stop though. he really like the way it makes him feel. like he's a very strong, and masculine guy who can do anything.
"I don't appreciate you shoving food in my mouth, next time just kiss me."
Then you shall expect it, if you ask bruno to do it again, he'll turn the other way and run away, stays in his rooms for hours until he gains the courage to initiate a kiss.
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madrigalfics · 28 days ago
hii can i request a camilo x super affectionate reader where the reader just walks up to him at random times and showers him in affection maybe the family doesn’t know he’s dating the reader until they walk up to him being all kissy and stuff thank you !
HII OFC U CAN!! i love camilo so much and i enjoy writing for him already :(( i hope u enjoy reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it <3
summary; you are head over heels in love with camilo madrigal, i mean who wouldn’t be? thus, this leads to you expressing your love for him through kisses and hugs until he’s had enough (which is, likely, never). Camilo loves you just as much, if not more, but he hasn’t quite gotten around to telling his family about you. you end up doing the job for him.
warnings: pure fluff fluff fluff, camilo being a flirt, camilo being a simp, pepa loves u!! also not my best work but im a little sick so i tried my best
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⊱ ───── {.⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅.} ──── ⊰
One of Camilo’s favorite parts of the day is seeing you. He always seems to be more relaxed around you, more at ease than ever. Whenever he feels stressed or upset, you’re always there to kiss his tears away. So, as he finished up his duties in town, he eagerly got the remaining ones done. The curly-headed boy felt his heartbeat quicken at the thought of seeing you again.
He smiled to himself. You just always seem to have that effect on him.
said boy jumps at the sound of his name being called, quickly spinning around. He finds his sister looking down at him, one of her eyebrows raised.
“Will you stop sneaking up on me like that?” he huffed, turning to walk away from Dolores. She only followed.
“Well, your heartbeat was beating so loud I could hear it from miles away. I thought I’d check up on you.” She explained, a knowing time to her voice. Camilo froze, turning to her.
“Could you really?”
Dolores scoffed. “No, not from miles away. I was heading back to casita and I could hear it louder as I got closer.”
“your gift is a pain.” mumbled Camilo, still attempting to walk away from his older sister. He received an elbow to his side.
“I know your off to see that girl, by the way. You’re kind of loud about it.” She shrugs, squeaking.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m gonna go now.” The shapeshifter walked faster, advancing ahead of Dolores.
“You’re going the wrong way.”
Camilo sharply inhales, turning around.
“I knew that.”
Camilo felt his lips lift up into a smile as he heard the familiar voice call him by the ever so endearing nickname he was given. He opened his arms, and sure enough, you ran right into them. God, did he adore holding you. You were always so warm and welcoming. He loved the way you held on just as tight as he did.
“Woah, your acting like we haven’t seen each other in ages.” He teased, letting go of his grip on you. You laughed, lightly hitting his shoulder.
“As if you don’t act the same way.”
You escaped from his embrace, making his lips form into a pout. “Don’t give me that face.”
He only frowned further, feigning sadness. Camilo didn’t expect you to lean in and kiss him, but that’s exactly what you did. The sudden action had him stumbling back a little, loosing his balance as his hands listened to his instinct to hold your waist. The two of you landed softly on the grass, you separating from the kiss with a soft giggle. 
“Was the kiss that good?” You joked, sitting up. Camilo stayed spread out on the floor, looking up at you with red cheeks.
“Oh my God, you dork. I’ve kissed you a million times before.” You blushed profusely at your lover’s dramatics, a hand absentmindedly playing with his curls. His hand reached out to grab yours, bringing it to his lips with a grin. Your heart sped up as he placed the lightest kiss to your wrist.
“And each time I think I fall harder for you, mi vida.” His voice is genuine, his eyes staring up into yours with adoration clear in his eyes. Your heart speeds up, and you’re sure your entire face is red at his words. Your free hand reaches down to tuck a strand of his hair behind his ear, while leaning down to give him another kiss.
You spent the rest of the day in each other’s presence.
   There was an unspoken change between the two of you since that day. Not a negative one, no, far from it. You’d always been affectionate with Camilo, he’s your boyfriend after all. Though, now you were being more bold. He wasn’t complaining. 
He would be walking around town (looking for you, but never admitting it) and be greeted constantly by your kisses and hugs. He’d often invite you to walk around with him, or to help him with babysitting. It helped him spend more time with you without having to give excuses to his family. Although, they were starting to notice how he’d get home dazed and with a smile on his face. By now, practically the entire everyone knew about the two of you.
Well, everyone but the Madrigals. It’s not like Camilo was ashamed of you, he could never be. His family was just a bit overbearing at times, and he didn’t want them to overwhelm you with their teasing. He also appreciated having you alone to himself while he could. A bit of privacy never hurt anyone, after all. 
It went on for a while, before one fateful day. Camilo had been gone from casita longer than usual, causing Pepa to worry. It was only a few couple minutes later than he would usually return, but that was enough to form a rainy cloud above her head. 
She turned to glare at her mother.
“the cloud.” Abuela Alma responded calmly, letting her daughter cool down. Almost immediately, the ginger stroked her braid mumbling to herself as the cloud departed. 
“He’ll be home soon. There is no danger outside of our casita.” Abuela consoled her, placing a hand on her shoulder.
“Oh, I know. But he maybe he’s hurt himself! What if he’s laying somewhere, dead, and I don’t know? What if-” a rain droplet falling onto her dress shut her up. Pepa groaned in frustration, waving the cloud away. Her head snapped towards the door as it opened, her son walking in. 
“Hey, mami.” He laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck.
“Camilo Madrigal, where have you been? I was worried sick!” She grabbed a hold of his face, inspecting him.
“I was just walking y/n home, I ran into her.” Camilo lied, attempting to push his mother’s hands off him. Her eyebrows furrowed at your name, letting go of him. 
“Oh! Well you should have just said so.” Pepa’s mood changed quickly as she smiled at her son. “You know, you should invite her over. She’s a nice girl, perfect for you!”
Camilo grinned to himself, blushing.
“I’m just saying.”
Camilo was practically sweating as he waited for you to arrive. He pretended not to see his family members staring at him, and then the door. He knew they were all curious about you. Most of them knew you were ‘friends’ and that you spoke to one another. They all also suspected you were a bit more than that, though none of them had solid evidence.
“So...inviting your first girl over, huh?” He looked over at Mirabel, who had come from the kitchen. Camilo rolled his eyes playfully.
“First and only girl.” He blurted out without thinking, before realizing his words as his eyes widened. Thankfully, his cousin was none the wiser. 
“Ooo. I’m taking it that you really like her then.” She nudged him, grinning.
“Aren’t you supposed to be helping set up the dinner table?” He asked, playing with the strings hanging at the bottom of his ruana.
“Aren’t you?” she shot back, giving him a look as she noticed how nervous he was. “You’ll be fine. I’m sure she’ll love us and we’ll love her! then you can finally make a move.” She reassured him, walking back into the kitchen.
“I already have.” he huffed to himself. 
It wasn’t until a while later that you actually showed up. Camilo smiled wide as he caught sight of you walking up to casita. He felt his breath hitch as he noticed that you weren’t wearing your usual dress. This one was new, and looked breathtaking on you. All he wanted to do was kiss you, but that would have to wait.
 As he walked up to greet you, though, it appeared you had other plans. You ran up to him, hugging him tight and planting a kiss to his lips before pulling away. 
“Hi, amor.” You smiled at him, cupping his face in your hands. You stared at him, confused as he looked at you with wide eyes. “What’s wrong? Is the dress too much?” You worried, glancing down at yourself. You looked behind him to see his family with the same look of surprise on their faces. 
You were about to say something when Camilo pulled you in for another kiss, holding you close to him.
“I knew it.” Dolores spoke, looking smug. You eventually broke the kiss, heat rushing to your face. Your shapeshifting boyfriend pulled you closer to him.
“This is my girlfriend, Y/N.” He grinned lovingly at you. Felix snapped out of his shock, walking towards his son to pat him on the back. 
“Oh, Camilo, you should have told us!” Pepa rushed forward, embracing you both. “You’re growing up so fast!” Tears brimmed at her eyes. 
“Mi vida, your cloud.” Felix reminded Pepa as he pulled her away. 
“Well,” Abuela Alma spoke, approaching you.
“Welcome to the family, mija.”
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wwillowtrees · 20 days ago
Forehead touching. Forehead kisses.
camilo madrigal x gn reader | feminine aspects written, but honestly it’s not that much.
not-beta read, we die like casita.
You smiled softly, looking up from your book to see your lover. It was a quiet morning, a rare occurrence for the Madrigals as it seemed like those people could never catch a break. Their schedules usually filled to the brim with chores, not a single second for themselves, but not today.
Naturally, your boyfriend decided to spend his day with you.
“Milo?” You called out, folding the corner of the page you were reading on.
Camilo looks at you before looking back up for a moment, eyes on the rubber ball that he kept throwing at the ceiling of your room seconds before.
“Un segundo.”
With one hand, he swiftly catches it, and you feel your heart begin to swell as you see a small smile forming on his face at the impressive move.
“Need anything mi vida?” He asks, turning to face you, his gaze never leaving as he drops the small toy to his side.
He tilted his head slightly as he patiently watched you place your book on the nightstand near you.
“Mhm, affection.” You reply cheekily, crawling over to him.
Camilo chuckled, his eyes full of love as he stared at you.
“About time!” He teased, wrapping his arms around your waist as you made yourself comfortable on his lap.
You scoff.
“Dios mio, it hasn’t been that long.” You retorted, though, your actions quickly contradict your voice as you gently cupped his face. Camilo shook his head in endearment, his curly hair flowing around at the action.
“Mhm.. whatever you say.” The shapeshifter murmured, his voice slurred at the touch of your warm hands. You rolled your eyes at your lover’s antics while your boyfriend simply smiled in return.
“I,” You began, placing a soft kiss on Camilo’s lips.
“Love-“ Another kiss.
“You.” And another! Well..
Maybe more than just three, but come on now! He had such a kissable face!
How could you resist the temptation to kiss every single one of those pretty freckles that resembled the bright stars scattered across the night sky, or even that empty canvas that is his forehead which was just waiting to be painted with your lipstick, and don’t forget his cheeks too!
Besides, who was complaining? Certainly not you, nor him.
As you continue to pepper your boyfriend with your kisses, he giggled with each one, tightening his hold on you.
You ended with one last kiss to the lips, pulling away to see a lope-sided smile on Camilo’s face, his muddy green eyes shining brightly as he stared into yours.
God he was absolutely drunk on your love, and you savored every second of it.
You laughed, throwing your head back as Camilo smiled even wider at the sound of your laughter.
“You’re an absolute idiot mi amor.” You said, using two of your fingers to gently push him, his back hitting against the headboard of your bed.
“Yeah, yeah.” Camilo replied nonchalantly, grabbing your hand and pulling you close, your foreheads touching due to the lack of space.
“I love you too querida, y te amaré por siempre.”
“Woah! Have you’ve been malled by a tiger Camilo?!” Félix shouted, laughing loudly when he saw his son walk through the entrance door with lipstick all over his face.
Camilo groaned, hiding under his yellow poncho.
“Stoppppp!” He shouted, dragging out each syllable while he scurried away to his room. If he wasn’t in such a hurry, he would’ve seen the worrying rain cloud turn into a beautiful rainbow on top of his mother’s head when her husband explained what he had seen to her in full detail.
He flopped onto his bed, rolling around in hopes of getting the embarrassment off his body.
Of course he forgot to wipe off your lipstick, so enthralled by you and your stupid beauty that he forgot to think for himself! His pride!
He’ll never hear the end of it from his familia at din-
Oh dear god, he forgot about dinner.
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jensrose · 21 days ago
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❝ Camilo wants to kick himself. He’s not usually so tongue-tied. You just have that effect on him, he supposes. ❞
pairing :: camilo madrigal x fem!reader
genre :: fluff, best friends to lovers!au
wc :: 1k
warnings :: none, except it’s slightly out of character?
notes :: tagging my fellow camilo simps, @cahiwo, @toodles-things, and @ryuflix <3
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Camilo Madrigal thinks that he could kiss you, right here, right now, and he doesn’t care about all the people who could potentially see him.
Of course, most people wouldn’t be thinking about their best friend in that way, much less thinking about their lips, but Camilo knows for a fact that he’s in love. He hasn’t told anyone - especially not you - and though he’s asked Dolores for love advice, he’s not implied anything. Hey, he said he was asking for a friend, which is totally believable and completely unquestionable, who’d ever doubt him?
He props his chin on his hand, staring at you through half-closed eyes. The evening is setting, and the sun is disappearing behind the mountains, leaving a trail of warm sienna and light pink in its wake. The city square’s tiles are rather hard underneath him, but Camilo doesn’t mind the slight ache.
He listens to you ramble about something, occasionally letting out an absent-minded hum or a small nod. He’s listening to you, he swears he is, but how is he supposed to give the words tumbling out of your mouth his undivided attention when all he can focus on is the way the sun’s setting rays reflect on your eyes, making them appear brighter than they always are?
“Camilo?” You wave your hand in front of his face. “You good?”
Camilo wants to kick himself. He’s not usually so tongue-tied. You just have that effect on him, he supposes. He finds that he’s not complaining.
“You have Mirabel’s face right now.”
The boy shakes his head and reverts back to his usual appearance. He’s also not about to complain about the fact that you’re the only one with whom he finds that he loses control over his shape-shifting. Not when you’re laughing. Even if it’s at him.
“Sight for sore eyes, huh?” he says instead, grinning widely in an attempt to calm his racing heart.
“Nah, I prefer you like this anyway,” you say simply, lifting your head up to the slowly darkening sky. You pull your knees to your chest, hugging them. The basket half-full of flowers lies discarded by your feet, in between the two of you.
For reasons unknown (okay, not really unknown), Camilo pushes the basket next to him and scooches closer to you, your knees almost bumping against each other’s. He eyes the basket, his eyes softening when he sees the carefully plucked blossoms.
“Hey,” he says, “why don’t you just ask Isa to make flowers for you and sell them? It’ll make things way easier for you.”
You shrug. “It’s not the same.”
Camilo tilts his head. “How so?”
“It’s just…” You turn to look at him (Camilo ignores the way his heart starts thumping loudly in his chest). “It means something different if I’m selling something that I’ve worked hard for, you know? I’m sure Isabela wouldn’t mind making flowers for me, but I couldn’t ask her to. It’s my hard work that I wanna get paid for, not someone else’s.”
Camilo Madrigal is sure that if he wasn’t already head over heels for you, he’d have fallen for you right now. He also wants to kiss you, but that’s not new information.
“That’s…” he trails off, for once unable to come up with a snarky reply, “really admirable.”
You smile at him. “Not all of us were gifted with the most useful powers, you know.” Your voice is only teasing, containing no hint of malice or spite.
Camilo winks. “Of course. Nobody was gifted with good looks like me, either.”
You snort. “And yet you shape-shift into every known person in this village.”
“Well, someone’s gotta make use of their talents.”
You roll your eyes, and silence descends upon you two once more. It’s calming, comforting - Camilo thinks he prefers this silence with you than all the chaos that goes on at his home (even if he’s one of the chaos’ main perpetrators). He loves his family, but he wouldn’t mind spending the rest of his life with you.
It’s a shocking realization.
“You know, Camilo,” you begin slowly, fiddling with the ends of your sleeves, “you’re being really weird with me nowadays.”
The boy shifts in his seat. “What do you mean?”
“I don’t know,” you answer him honestly. “I just feel like you’re not telling me something.”
Of course you could make out. You always do. Knowing someone since childhood would do that, he thinks. Camilo swallows.
“You don’t- you don’t have to tell me anything,” you quickly say, clasping your hands and placing them on your lap. “I mean, I’m not pushing you or anything, but, you know, I’m here if you need someone t-”
Camilo has never considered himself to be a romantic.
Yet, he reaches out for your hands and takes them in his own, squeezing them once, gently. You look at him, eyes wide and lips parted slightly.
“Y/N,” he says, his voice soft. He wonders if you can hear how loudly his heart is beating, or if you can tell that there’s blood rushing in his ears. “I really like you.”
“Yeah, I know that, stupid. That’s why we’re still friends.”
“That’s not what I meant.”
“I…” he clears his throat. “I like you in a way best friends don’t.”
You’re grinning at him knowingly, a twinkle in your eyes, and that’s the only thing Camilo can comprehend, because his heart is pounding and his cheeks are burning and he’s holding your hands and-
“I like you in a way best friends don’t, too.”
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© JENSROSE, 2022.
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nezuscribe · 26 days ago
ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ, ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ ꜰᴀᴅᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ (2)
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(part one)
pairing: camilo madrigal x shy f!reader
summary: you like to watch from afar the madrigal family, quietly observing their magical nature as they bring life into your tiny village. unbeknownst to you, a certain madrigal noticed you, too.
genre: fluff
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Despite the obvious openness, Camilo opted to have his room off-limits to most of the people that lived in the house.
For you, however, he seemed to bend that reasoning.
"Princesa, don't worry," Camilo seemed to not be able to contain the giggles that slipped through his mouth as he watched you nervously pace around his room, a look of fright overtaking your features as you nervously nibbled on your bottom lip, "My family adores you."
"I just," You stopped, looking at him as you gave up, shuffling along so that you sat at the edge of his bed, "I don't want to be intrusive, or anything."
Camilo's eyes widened at that, quickly overtaking your frame in a large hug, shaking his head profusely in the crook of his neck at your statement.
"Mi amor, come on, do you seriously think that? Do you realize my tío Bruno lived in the walls for most of his adult years?" You let out a breathy laugh at that, and Camilo smiled, his hands holding you close to his chest as he put his chin atop yours.
"Are you sure, Camilo? I don't want anybody irritated with me." You muttered, skin growing hotter as his fingers drew little patterns on the fabric atop your waist.
"Y/n," He gingerly kissed atop your head, and you knew that when he dropped the nicknames he was being serious, "Nobody is irritated with you, no matter what you think."
And with that you felt your chest ease, your breathing calm down a bit as you let Camilo trace shapes onto your skin, the calmness his room offered leaving the two of you in another sense of tranquility.
"Camilo?" You looked up at the ground, your heart beating rapidly, how it normally seemed to do whenever you were around him.
"Yes?" His thumb moved up and down your arm, not noticing how the small act helped you relax.
"I love you," You whispered, hiding your flaming face inside his chest as you felt it rumble beneath you, his hands trailing down your spine, hugging you closer to him if it even is possible.
"Honestly, princesa, do you know how much I love you?"
And those few were enough for you to completely collapse on him, mind reeling, heart fluttering, eyes squeezing shut as you fell in love with him even more.
After that, you tried your best to ease whenever you were around his family.
When some time passed, you felt his words getting to you, seeing that maybe, perhaps, it was all in your head.
You noticed how Isabella also got you a bouquet whenever you passed her by, placing little flowers atop your head as she cooed when she saw Camilo slinging his arm across your shoulder.
And you noticed how quick Luisa was to help you lift the dirty plates off the table, ruffling your head when you thanked her profusely, telling you that it was 'no problem, Hermosa, we're all just glad to have you here,' and leaving after that.
Perhaps the most fearsome of them all, Abuelita Alma, seemed to approve of you, nodding in acceptance when you scolded Camilo for taking Dolores's arepas, and smiling softly to herself when Camil pulled out your chair for you, kissing your forehead before he went to sit down.
"Princesa, can you pass me the patacones, por favor?" Camilo leaned in towards your side, whispering in your ear to make sure that those around him would hear.
Save for Dolores, of course.
You nodded, giving him a small smile as you gripped the dish in front of you, passing it towards him as he muttered a thank you, flashing you a grin as he took it.
The two of you didn't notice how the table had fallen hushed, multiple sets of eyes on the two of you as you two quietly spoke to each other, leaning towards one another as the other whispered in the other's ears, lovesick smiles growing on your faces.
Señora Pepa squealed, her husband having to shush her as the two of you looked up to see what the sound was.
"Aye, Camilito and Y/n! Oh, my heart," She had to pound her chest, her sister having to calm her down as the both of you ducked your heads, looking away from the scene in embarrassment as everybody else was quick to jump on the two of you.
"It looks like there might be another Madrigal in the family in the future!" Isabella said excitedly, clapping her hands as she and Maribel conversed some things with one another.
Camilo tried his best to calm them down but the talking kept getting louder and louder, so much so that Dolores quickly excused herself, and soon Camilo gripped your hand underneath the table, tugging it towards him as he pointed his head towards the door, quietly slipping away from the scene as the two of you left.
It happened from time to time, so it's not as if you were shocked, but it never failed to fluster you whenever the Madrigals gushed over you and Camilo.
"'M sorry about that, they're just enthusiastic, you know," He explained, his cheeks twinged red as he peeked over at you, hoping they hadn't overwhelmed you yet.
But you just shook your head, a giggle falling from your lips, soon growing into a loud laugh as you threw your head back, clutching your stomach.
Camilo didn't know what he had said that made you laugh this much, in fact, he can't remember ever seeing you this carefree, but seeing it made him fall for you all over again.
"It's okay, Camilo, it's endearing. I like it," You promised him, squeezing his hand as he kiss the back of yours, tugging you into his chest, where it seemed that you're two bodies were made for each other as you fit so perfectly in his arms.
The two of you didn't say anything for a while, admiring the picturesque view the house gave of the town as you sighed contently, holding him close to you, never wanting to let go, not wanting to escape from the warm furnace he seemed to be.
You hoped that Camilo couldn't tell that way your hand was shaking, nor the way your blood seemed to warm up when he held you so tight to his side.
And Camilo hoped you couldn't see his cheeks blush a deep red, his lovesick smile goofy enough to make anyone swoon at the two of you.
And everybody else who peeked their head around the corner, shushing each other up as they swooned, hands gripping at their chests as Camilo whispered little jokes into your ear, his smile growing wider as you giggled softly in his hands.
The Madrigals held magic unknown, but even the moon and its stars seemed to be falling short in the way you two measured your love for each other.
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prettywhenimwithyou · 27 days ago
a life w camilo | camilo x genderneutral!reader
headcanons bc i imagine having a life w camilo and being happy
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when you first started dating he begged isabella to make flowers for u everyday LOL he promised he'd never leave u a day without fresh flowers
he got over it tho 🙄 mad fake
LIFE OF THE PARTY !!! if ur both outgoing ur both gonna be loved by everyone!! if ur introverted, camilo will try to shimmy u out of ur shell to at least like parties
if u just dont like parties thats okay too!! just know, u’ll probably be forced to some… bc thats latin culture LOL
IF UR LATIN U KNOWWW THE DANCING!!! u and camilo will dance to hell and back together i know that boy got moves and rhythm
if u dont know how to dance he’ll def teach u
“mi amor” “mi vida” both nicknames used 24/7 if ur fine w gendered terms then “mi amada/o” and “cariño/a”
sass, endless teasing, dramatics, and sarcasm all come w the cutie package known as camilo madrigal
OMG before u two started dating he would shapeshift between u and him to act out conversations and dolores would tease him for it 100%
he tried to cook for u once………… u both decided never again. u only trust him w ur morning coffee/tea
tell me this man wouldn’t carry all ur bags when ur out in el mercado buying groceries or sumn AND WOULD BARGAIN LIKE A PRO ONG
u once got a shirt u liked for half the price and ever since then u let camilo run errands w u all the time
dates include food 8/10 times, esp if a new food stand opens
“mi amor! lets go try it together! wdym no…. funny u think u have an option nOW LETS GO”
when u met bruno u were like “this aint no secen foot man with rats this man is just sad and shy” but between u and camilo u found it hilarious
“this is ur tio bruno?” “..yes i know my description is not the best but i do think its the most creative” “this man is depressed with rat pets!” yes. in front of bruno whos sitting there like wtf man
maybbbeeeeee scaring the shit out of bruno w camilos versión
when casita fell he then he came up to ur place and said “i dont like being homeless” and when u laughed he started whining until u cuddled him up
“aren’t they rebuilding it?” “yes! but its not a house!” “…camilo get ur ass up we’re going to help”
ring him up PLSSS when u meet his family HES SO HAPPYYYT omg his heart cant take it when he sees u get along w his parents and siblings
pepa and dolores cant keep secrets LMFAOOOO a day beforw he proposed they were like “hows my future daughter in law/sister in law” “what kind of wedding dress do u want?”
literally on ur wedding day jokes how u look mid but then when the officiant is like u can now kiss he starts crying LMAOO hes so stupid PLS
thats it hehe ill think of more dw!!
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lunairk · 25 days ago
How I imagine it would be like to be with each member of the Madrigal family
A/N: I mean come on, you gotta admit everyone in this family has some mental health issue, more or less Paring: Madrigal family x gender neutral reader ——————————————————————————————————
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Abuela Alma Madrigal
· She is going to be very protective of you. She once lost her husband and there is no way she can stand losing you
· Pepa, Bruno and Julieta are going to like you very much
· After all they are still happy for their mother if she can find happiness
· People in town will respect you like they respect her.
· You see her children more than just their gifts, and comforts them when they are occasionally scared of disappointing their mother
· Comforts her when she had nightmares about her past or the nightmares of losing magic
· You will tell her and her children that with magic or not they are amazing people
· Sometimes you will doubt about her obsession with the magic, but you still respect what she insists on
· I imagine her to be overprotective sometimes, maybe even slight manipulation (I don’t think she will be aware of it, and she meant well, but it’s still manipulation you know)
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Pepa Madrigal
· Pepa’s magic bless the town for their crops, so you accompany her to visit the down constantly
· I think it’s a really cool gift because when you really want to go out, she can make sure it’s a beautiful day so your mood won’t be ruined by the weather
· Or then you feel like dancing in the rain she can also arrange that. You would hold on to Pepa and dance in a not windy rain for a very long time. Pepa loves dancing as well
· Pepa really aren’t keen about playing mud in the rain, but when you are goofy and get yourself into a mess, she could pretend to scold you. But she would laugh as well seeing you as a muddy but happy mess
· I don’t know if Encanto has winter, but everybody loves playing with snow. I don’t think Pepa is the type to get herself into a mess, but Camilo and Antonio definitely are
· She would stand aside to watch you and her kids play until you drag her down as well.
· Help her with family stuffs like managing the house, talking to the villages and recording their requests.
· I believe the crops are like Pepa’s kids as well. She cares for them too much
· You gotta remind her when the rain is drowning the crops or the sun is roasting them dry though, because Pepa’s mood gets really drastic sometimes
· I think she is very emotional, with emotion shift and anxiety. (You can tell that from the slight black under her eyes) You need to be patient with her and be there for her when she loses control
· Hugs are Pepa’s favourite, especially ones from behind
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Bruno Madrigal
· You kinda have to take care of him, because he is a mess, inside and outside
· Rats are controversial animal, really, so it took you a while to accept them and love them as much as Bruno does
· Pat the sand, salt, and sugar off his shoulder. It becomes a habit of yours
· Accompany him when he’s out in town. He like when you hold his hand. He would squeeze your hand slightly and smile
· You remind him for a while to walk with a straight posture, with confidence (The body language is amazing in the film. You can tell so must of his personality from the way he stands)
· Mommy issue, definitely
· He need your constant reassurance and comfort
· I imagine him to have a difficulty of rejecting people. He told what he saw in his visions to the town people because he thought they deserved to know
· However I think at some point during the time he left the Madrigal family, he understood that ignorance is a bless
· I don’t think all the things he saw in the future vision would be bad things like “fish dying”, “Going bald”. I think it’s just bad things are easier to remember. There must have been good visions about some town people that Bruno told them about
· In the end foreseeing future is still too much to take, so Bruno plan on using it less after he’s back in the family. Even if he does do the ritual, I think he’d keep the outcome to himself, unless it's really serious
· But that doesn’t mean people wouldn’t want to know about their future. I think once in a while someone would come to Bruno to ask if he would look into their future
· Bruno would reject them nicely I believe. If those people couldn’t take his rejection, you would reject them in a much tougher way.
· Bruno feels comfortable around you. I think he will decorate the bottom of his room (the towel cave) into a lovely living place
· He couldn’t bare to let you climb the stairs to the top of the towel. Too tiring
· I think he’s sisters will spoil you
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Julieta Madrigal
· Lovely woman, angel
· Great cook undoubtedly. You love to cook with her and let her teach you about cooking or baking
· Help her storing the food so she will be prepared to cure the wounded town people
· Keep an eye on Camilo to stop him from eating to many food
· Julieta has a very kind heart that she cared for many people, so you repay her kindness to care for her way more
· You are very active to buy all the food ingredients she needs for her. It even excites you at the thought that she can almost magically turn those separate food ingredients into delicious dishes
· Julieta praises and encourages you a lot when you cook or bake. I feel like you have a lot of little kisses when she’s baking. It’s common you got flour handprints on your face or cloth
· I do think she has a weak personality though, too soft. Too unassertive, like, she doesn’t have a voice or mind of her own. (It’s pretty obvious in the original film, she didn’t do much under the power of her mother)
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Isabela Madrigal
· She’s really comfortable in front of you. She doesn’t have to be graceful or elegant
· I imagine Isabela’s gift of growing plants requires knowledge as well, so one of your greatest joy is to find some new flowers she has never known before
· It gets her excited and really happy that there’s a new type of beautiful flower she can make with her gift
· Her room is not really friendly to people with pollen allergy though (I have pollen allergy myself so, that’s what I imagined lol)
· Isabela loves to make vines stretching all the way outside the house, so you two can lie on there to watch the stars together
· Love swinging, and takes you with her too
· You let her style you, with flower or bold colours
· I think she needs you to just lie quietly with her sometimes. You don’t have to talk to her or comfort her, just accompany her peacefully. She’s not insecure, she’s just very tired sometimes
· After the reconstruction of the Madrigal family, I believe she tends to let out some tempers on you, because she won’t suppress her emotions to be a lovely girl in front of anyone anymore
· So when she is angry, impatient, frustrated, or any negative emotions, she would be better at expressing them than before
· In that case, you will have to learn to live with that side of Isabela as well. Personally I think it’s a great thing, because it makes her imperfectly perfect
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Luisa Madrigal
· She is strong, infinitely strong I think
· I imagine her to treat you like a delicate doll at first, then you assured her she could never hurt you
· Bear hugs. You love hugging her because she gives the best hugs
· I just feel like Luisa is very busy everyday. There are many things and places, which you can’t really help her with, needs her help
· So in many cases you will follow her around the town and chat with her. She loves your accompany a lot
· In some days you insists she take a break, you would take her to the riverside. You rest your feet in the water and just enjoy the moment
· Or you and Luisa will try to catch some swimming fishes, then you will roast them next to the river and eat with Luisa
· Luisa would love to watch sunrise, because it is the most peaceful time of a day (real early). You would love to watch sunrise with her but it’s too tough to wake up in the early morning, so she would carry you up the tallest mountain around encanto while you take a nap on her shoulder
· I believe Luisa is similar to Isabela. They are afraid of disappointing people, so she’s just really tired sometimes. You would just stay by her side and massage her muscles for her while telling her some jokes to make her laugh and relieve her stress
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Mirabel Madrigal
· Before the redemption of the Madrigal family, Mirabel and you tends to hang out in town a lot. You rarely hang out in Casita
· I think Mirabel has already done a really good job in coordinating her mental status in a family like that, but it’s just simply ‘coordinating’. She’s just trying to make herself positive and hide the negative thoughts under the carpet, but someday it will still come out at her worst moment
· Sometimes she just remember how much staying in Casita suffocates so she like to hang out outside the house at some less crowded places
· You assure her she is the most special person in Madrigal, because although she does not have a gift, it also means she is not defined by her gift and she has endless possibilities
· It is what Mirabel tells herself, but it is also really helpful to hear somebody else telling her that
· After the root of the her suffocation is solved, Mirabel has no problem taking you in Casita and hang out with her family
· She trusts you very much, telling you about Bruno before she tells anyone
· Her mother packs you two with a lot of food when you are hanging out. Her siblings and cousins love you a lot
· I think if you are with Mirabel you will be the kind of strong but also really soft type of person
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Dolores Madrigal
· Dolores is the very extrovert type, and smart I feel like
· She’s really active and outgoing, basically because she knows everything so she gotta tell someone or she’s gonna explode herself
· She tells you everything because she trusts you. Gossiping about people around in town
· Good thing is if you two are sneaking around, she can prevent you two from getting caught from miles away
· Dolores tells you about Bruno, since everyone sees his name as a taboo. She hears him all the time, and you take her words seriously too
· Camilo managed to get to you the first few times he take form as his sister, but never again. You can look through him
· I think Dolores love dancing too. She likes dancing with you on tiles because she likes the sound of clicking
· She lets you brush her hair too
· I imagine her favourite is cheek and forehead kisses. It’s just because those are really cute
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Camilo Madrigal
· He likes to make you laugh and he is really good at it. You can’t stop giggling when you are with him
· I imagine if you are with him, you are either a prankster like him or someone to keep him not too out of line
· I think Camilo likes to play with you inside Casita. Gotta admit this house is so fun to live in
· He probably play hide and seek with you and cheat by shapeshifting into somebody else
· He definitely loves his gift, although I doubt how his gift can “help the town” though…… It’s much more to his own personal entertainment
· Camilo would definitely shapeshift into anyone who hurt you or bullied you and then do something silly to make them look bad
· Although he can really fool around, I think it is also a lot of fun when he tells you some horror story (he would probably tell Bruno to you as a horror story too though……)
· As a drama queen, Camilo can act out a horror story so well. In the middle of the night in a blanket fortress, he’s gonna get a flash light and start his performance for you
· When the effect of the horror story really got to you, he would definitely wrap his arms around you and comforts you, (also subtly proud of himself)
· I believe he likes wrapping his arms around you. Not exactly like a hug but just to keep you close. I mean he’s 15, the age that boys are going to slowly get taller than girls, so he likes to have you in his arms
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Antonio Madrigal
· Talking to animals is just so cute. There’s always animals around him when you are with him
· Sometimes even when you are not with him, he sent animals to take his letters and gifts to you, or his aunt’s cooking
· He’d let you ride the leopard with him
· I think he’d translate for his animals and say something like “Christin thinks you are really beautiful”
· And a lot of sweet things like this that got you blushing
· Okay, so since this is a Disney movie, I’m going to say that his animals might make a garland to gift to you
· Mirabel would absolutely adore you
· Hang around a lot in his jungle kingdom
· Yeah that’s pretty much all I can imagine for Antonio
A/N: I love the Madrigal family :D. Anyway, please tell me if you find any spelling or grammer mistakes. English is not my first language, so it would really help
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xieula · a month ago
How they would comfort you if you were insecure
Encanto characters x Female Reader
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A/N: alright, this is a new account.. which is a new start. So I hope I'm welcomed on tumblr in this .. account. First thing I'd like to post a writing of is Encanto. Since it's such a good movie, how can I resist myself? Enjoy.
Also, I do have insecurities of my own. But in this chapter, I'll place SOME insecurities I do not own, because it can't just all be about me.
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Your looks.
Now, don't get me wrong- looks aren't everything. But you fear that Camilo may lose all interest for you.
It's scary to think, "Camilo only goes for looks." But that's what you often think to yourself, which isn't very unusual for people to see you pacing back and forth, thinking ways on how to gain much more beauty.
The people from the village, Encanto started to aware Camilo by telling him all the things you've been doing recently, and has been going on for quite a while now.
Which makes Camilo upset.
Not upset at you, but at himself. He's been so busy with chores recently that he didn't even notice himself any sooner.
"Y/N, can we talk?.."
Now you were trembling, is he planning to break up? What have you done now..? Have you done something upsetting?
"Mi amor.. I fear that you have a.. huge insecurity about.. your looks?"
Oh, this?
How did he catch up ? How did he take notice ? WHO TOLD HIM?!
"waaaaat, me? Insecurity? About my , pfft, looks?! Funny , Camilo."
Now you know he was being dead serious.
"Mi vida , you are perfect in every way, and I want you to never forget that. Alright? No matter how much insecurities you have, my love will never fade for you."
Those words touched your heart fully.
Now, you don't know if your insecurity is going to fade, but all you know is that it will die down for a bit.
C'mon. This guy literally looks at you for 1 second and he has hearts in his eyes already!! He's in love😔‼‼
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Your smile.
Being a good girlfriend as she already is, she caught up to that pretty quickly.
She's always noticed how you'd always look away from her, like turning from the side whenever you'd smile.
From your whole 3 months of dating, I dont think shes ever seen you smile before.
It's either that you cover your mouth when laughing
Or looking away to which she can't completely see your face!
She knows it's just out of habit but she is very sure your smile is as bright as the sun.
"Uhhh, s/o?" Mirabel lightly spoke
"Yes, Mirabel? Need anything?"
"I've been wondering.." Mirabel stops mid-sentence to gather up her words, "why haven't I ever seen you smile before?"
"Huh..?" You asked, knowing full well what she was saying. You just needed to double check if your ears werent fooling you
"I-I mean, it's either th-that or you're always hiding your smile because you're ... insecure?" Mirabel replied rather quickly, in panic of thought that she offended you.
"Oh.. insecure, seems like you've catched up rather quickly than I expected," you spoke.
Mirabel walks up to you and smudges your face in order for you to make a smiley face.
You thought it was adorable and ended up smiling, which you did NOT want.
Mirabel's cheeks started turning red, probably flustered.
"See?! You're so adorable, awhh!~"
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Your teeth gap.
You've always been so insecure about your stupid teeth gap, why does it have to look so stupid?
Due to your insecurity, whenever Bruno made you smile or laugh, it shows your teeth gap- making you cover your mouth.
Bruno's been quite concerned about it for a while
He decided not to make a scene and just ignore it for a while, though.
But that won't help anything, he wants to see your smile, your wonderful smile..
It may seem selfish of him, but he wants to see you laugh without your hand in the way.
He's decided to approach about your certain habit, which he is aware it may seem offensive- which he prevents on making it sound like it.
"Uh.. i-is it just me or you're always covering your hand whenever you smile or laugh.."
"Oh, uh, yeah, just out of habit. Heh, nothing to worry about, Bruno."
Yeah, easy for you to say that.. he just wants to see you smile for once!
"I just wanted to say that.. I wanna see you smile without covering your hand.."
"Uhm." You spoke- not liking the idea of doing so.
"I-I'm so sorry, if it made you uncomfortable then it's alright , again, I am so so sorry-"
You couldn't help but smile, I mean, that was adorable. And you know he's going to apologize for the next few hours if you don't, so you just had to.
Bruno suddenly stopped talking to gaze at you, with love hearts in his eyes. It just like in one of his dreams.
He's indeed lucky to have you, and he sincerely hopes you continue doing this often.
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Alright, that's the end of it. If you want a part two, well I'll try decided that for now.
If you actually want one, do suggest me some characters!
Hope this one was good enough for you, thank you and goodbye!
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onaluvstowrite · a month ago
jealousy jealousy
summary: Antonio has a little crush on you and is getting in the way of you and camilo’s plans
Camilo x fem!reader
Antonio x fem!reader ( !!platonic!!)
he/they pronous used for Camilo
° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡
“ Camilo, your novia is heree!” Isabela yells from in front of the door of the casita. Sounds of multiple footsteps were heard and arguing.
“ Ugh Antonio , Isabela said my name, not yours,” the said boy says as he runs down the stairs to greet you. “ Well I wanna say hi to ( y/n ) too!” Antonio argues back.
Usually, the two would never argue. That was Camilo and Delores's thing. The two were very close. They would play with Antonio's animals, play pranks on people together, and even annoy Delores together. The two were dynamic duo.
That was until Camilo got a girlfriend. don't get me wrong the too was still a great duo, always playing with each other and annoying people ( mostly Camilo doing that ). But mostly getting into more more arguments, about ( y/n ).
In other words Antonio had a small crush on his sibling’s girlfriend.
The whole Madrigal family thought it was adorable even ( y/n), it was a sweet and innocent crush, all he wanted to do was hang out with you because he thought you were so cool, you played with his toys with him, you also liked animals so of course, he wanted to hang out with you.
But Camilo also wanted to hang out with you you’re his girlfriend. Everytime they would invite you over to the casita his little brother would join in on whatever you two were doing. If you and Camilo were on a date, then Antonio will be sitting right in the middle of you. If you and Camilo went on a walk then Antonio would join in on that walk while of course holding your hand. And if you and Camilo took a nap on the couch then Antonio will take a nap on the couch right in the middle of you two. ( which made Pepa and Felix very happy, do you know how hard it is to get an energetic five-year-old to take a nap?)
it's not that Camilo was jealous…but he was jealous. that was supposed to be your guys' time to hang out! not you and Antonios.
Trust me they loved that you were getting along with his family. They were a big part of his life, it made him happy to see you playing with his brother in the front yard, and gossiping with his sister and mother. but you and Antonio could hang out later! it was his turn to hang out without.
“ Hello mi amor!“ “Hi ( y/n)!” they both said in sync. “ hi mi Vida, hi ‘Tonio, “ you said happily and walked into the house. “come , let's go to my room and play! “ the youngest madrigal says as he pulls your arm so can follow him to his room.
“ Wow, you're really gonna let him take your girl like that primo?” Isabela laughed and said and she closes the door.
“Isabelaaa stop its not funny” Camilo groans and stomps away upstairs to his litter brother's room to catch up with you. “ don't be jealous primo!!” he hears her yell out before while he walks up the stairs of the casita.
° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° ° 𐐪𐑂
It was later on in the day and the couple was walking the streets of Encanto. surprisingly without a little 5-year-old with them.
“ Why did you tell him to stop? you know we're supposed to have our date today” Camilo says and he waves to a few people, then looking at you with a pout. “ because Camilo, it's not a big deal it was only 30 minutes and you know I can't say no to Antonio!” you say back to him as you hold theyre hand. And no one can indeed say no to him, especially if he gives you the puppy dog eyes.
“it is a big deal! your spending more time with my hermanito than me!” he whines out, holding your hand tighter. “ mi Amor, are you jealous of your 5-year-old brother?” you say and look at them with a smirk.
“huh? n-no, I'm just saying-“ “ no no no you definitely are!” you interrupt him “okay fine! maybe I am, but you always hang out with him instead of me now mi amor, I just miss spending time with you. don't be wrong I love that you two are close! it makes me so happy to see you getting along with mi familia” he said but not done
“but I miss our time, do you know how much cuddling time we miss? too much to count!” they whisper-shouts.
you couldn't help but laugh. “stop laughing at me (y/n), it's embarrassing to admit this!” he whines out and stops walking to sit on a bench. “ I'm not making fun of you querido, I think it's sweet to never see you get jealous before,” you say and sit next to him.
“ look I'm sorry I haven't been hangout with you as much mi qundo. and especially missing out on our cuddling time” you both giggle at the last part. “I promise ill hang out with you too equally” you mouth and hug him “Te Quiero Camilo”
“te amo más princesa” he smiles and says.
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sleeplessdreamer14 · a month ago
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request: no
relationship: camilo madrigal x gn! reader
summary: for the longest time, you thought love was dead, but now camilo is here to change your mind
contains: mentions of parent/family issues, hinting at depression, insecurities, maybe a lil cheesy, hurt/comfort, some angst (but not too much), fluff
a/n: I’m kinda just projecting here
- your whole life, you had grown up around examples of love gone wrong.
- it all began when your parents split up when you were small, and then you grew up watching your older siblings go through their fair share of breakups
- on one hand, this meant that you learned to recognize and identify red flags from a young age
- on the other hand, this caused you to develop a crippling fear of falling in love, only for it to all fall apart
- it didn’t help that you were a total hopeless romantic. your bleeding heart was your own personal curse.
- by the time you were 14, you had just gotten it in your head that maybe it was just you and that love just wasn’t possible for you
- so for a while you were just like ‘if I’m gonna be alone forever, I might as well get used to it’
- and then Camilo came barging into your life, with his charming and caring personality and smile that could light up a room
- of course you just had to go and catch feelings (after being friends for a while, of course)
- and needless to say, that was the happiest you’d been in quite a long time
- you treasured the time spent with him as you took your time to figure each other out
- Camilo made you feel comfortable, like you didn’t need to put on some kind of facade in order for people to like you and that your company was valued
- of course you’re not immune to his pranks and tricks, but he puts more effort into the ones he pulls on you to make sure he doesn’t hurt you by accident
- if you start to learn from him and prank him back, lord help him he’s starting to fall hard
- he would most likely be the one to ask you out
- and this time, you were 101% certain of your decision when you said yes
- in the beginning, everything was wonderful, sort of like back when you were friends but a little different
- it was so nice to finally have someone to give all your pent up love to and have that same love given to you in return
- however, you still had some nervous habits. and Camilo noticed.
- like how you would sometimes stand in a nervous silence when it was clear that there was something on your mind
- or how you would sometimes hesitate before asking to hold his hand
- or that crestfallen look on your face when you got lost in thought to made his heart ache for you
- eventually, Camilo brought this to your attention and asked what was wrong
- it took a bit for you to find the right words, but you eventually found it in yourself to finally talk about your insecurities
- you assured him that it wasn’t him or anything wrong with the two of you
- it was just the things you had been told and showed your whole life that made you afraid of something going wrong
- and you loved Camilo. So. Freaking. Much. Like, with all your heart. It was also to crazy.
- but there was always that stupid little voice in the corner of your head saying “It’s not gonna last. You’re better off alone. Spare yourself the heartbreak. No one will ever want to stay with you.”
- that wasn’t really what your family had told you, but that’s the message you were receiving
- you guessed that they thought that by doing that, they were keeping you safe, but they only made you unhappy
- so you just needed that occasional reminder that Camilo’s feelings for you weren’t going to fade
- lucky for you, he was happy to provide that
- he never wanted you to fear that you would suffer through the same things your family did, and takes the time to understand your love language
- if it’s physical touch, expect sweet little kisses from him throughout the day, mostly on the cheek or forehead
- also doing that little thing where he caresses the back of your hand with his thumb when he’s holding it
- if it’s gift giving, he’ll ask Isabela for a bound of your favorite flowers to surprise you with
- if it’s words of affirmation, he very seldom ever goes a whole day without telling you he loves you at least once or twice
- he even came up to your bedroom window one evening because he hadn’t seen your at all that day and he missed you
- Camilo makes it his own little mission to silence those insecurities and prove your family wrong
- because he loves you too. he really, really does.
I might make a part 2. if I get enough notes 😉💛
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bozowrites · 27 days ago
camilo x reader ; bruno x reader : they have a crush.
a/n : i do this for literally every fandom i join
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sometimes when he’s around you, he changes randomly out of nerves.
he laughs it off though.
makes tons of flirty jokes and messes with you a lot.
he either has all his attention on you or none.
sometimes he just can’t handle the pressure of talking to you!
romanticizes literally every interaction with you, its almost sad.
pepa knows, which means dolores knows, which means the entire family knows now.
he sighs longingly a lot when he’s around you or just sees you from afar.
he does get flustered a lot if you reciprocate any flirty comments.
smiley boy when you are around.
he can get jealous from time to time when he sees you chatting with someone else your twos age.
doesn’t dare show it though.
"well, well, well look at what la casita dragged in~"
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flustered a ton, like as red as a tomato if you will.
daydreams about you a lot.
watches you from afar, like staring and just watching you interact with others.
doesn’t mean for it to be creepy.
everyone in the family knows about his crush on you and make an effort to bring you around la casita so he can be around you more.
hernando isn’t afraid of anything and that includes talking to you.
gets awkward talking to you and makes jokes that don’t make sense.
likes showing you all his telenovelas with his rats. if you like them, he is overjoyed.
tells you really dramatic stories with dramatic expressions and just everything dramatic.
is a little afraid of how people will treat you if you two ever got into a relationship.
refuses to have visions about you. doesn’t wanna see something that could shatter his heart.
"have you met jorge?"
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lucarioishi · a month ago
— camilo can't sleep without you !
warning: none. just fluff.
there wasn't a night where camilo wasn't by your side, he knocks on your window with a bashful smile, asking you if he could sleep with you. his heart beating in his ear drums at the thought of being rejected.
"my house is really cold.." he says, you don't really mind. so, you open the window, helping him inside your bedroom.
"if you make any noise, my parents will kill you." you warn him. camilo nods firmly, saluting you before rushing to your bed. he sits by the foot of your bed, watching you close the window. "make yourself comfortable..."
camilo keeps his eyes on you as he snuggles up in your sheets, sighing in content. your scent wrapping around him. it was strangely comforting, despite how creepy he may seem while he stuffs his face in the pillow, it does calm him down.
you lift the blanket, and settle down beside him, turning to face him. his back was to you, form tensing up. a small smile grows on your lips. you wiggle closer, wrapping your arm around his waist.
camilo sucks in a breath, nearly choking on his spit. "do you want me to sing you a lullaby as well?"
you tease, chuckling when he replies with a "maybe."
it was a daily routine at this point. you would wait for him until he summoned enough courage to knock on your window. he wasn't sure why he kept going back. maybe it was because you provided him comfort.
but his family does the same...
there were times, when you two got in arguments, camilo would sneak off to sleep in his parents bed. but, it wasn't the same. he'd just lay awake, barely managing to sleep when morning hits. the guilt and worry eating him up.
he probably you thought you weren't as affected either, but you purposely leave your window open in case he would want to come over.
other times, he'd want something from you before you leave for holidays and such. like a teddy bear, or a book. anything that helps him sleep at night.
whining for you not to go, he even holds onto your arm, shapeshifting into different people like your family members. "see, i could act as your family?!"
camilo isn't entirely sure why he can't sleep without you, his sister mentions it could just be because he's too in love with you. or he's just scared of sleeping alone.
speaking of his sister, she's his cover up. dolores covers for him when their family asks where camilo is. she isn't sure what to say, and she freezes up when shes put on the spot, in the end, she says something really embarrassing that gets them to stop talking.
camilo would return home with pity looks, maybe even grossed out, and he knows dolores said something that messed up his reputation.
"really dolores! now everyone thinks i have herpres!"
"i panicked!" next time, he'll just stay home and ask you to come over. not really ask, but beg you, because you knew your parents were strict and would never let you live knowing you sneaked off to your partners house in order for him to sleep.
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madrigalfics · 28 days ago
could i get camilo x fem!reader who’s known to be passive-aggressive, but camilo decides to hang out with her bc he spotted her just looking at the moon and she’s really not that aggressive, people just aggravate her often?? plus her meeting the madrigals please ❤️❤️
I may have gotten carried away with this... but i loved this request! our sweet boy camilo so sweet so loveable camilo brainrot anyway I HOPE YOU ENJOY this took me forever <3
warnings; isabela is a little mean, i love her tho it was for the plot sake dont kill me, takes place during the events of the movie/before, nothing else other than a couple of cuties in love
Tu Alma Tan Hermosa, Como La Luna (camilo madrigal x fem! reader)
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Camilo always found his cousin Isabela a bit stuck-up. It never bothered him, up until now, where she was ranting about someone to his sister, Dolores. It was when you were mentioned that he perked up. He’s always seen you around town, and he couldn’t help but be curious about you. The shapeshifter had asked his all hearing sister about her, and she’d quickly told him it wouldn’t be a good idea to try to talk to you.
“But why?” He had asked, reluctantly tearing his eyes away from your figure to look at his sisters serious face.
“She’s mean. Very passive aggressive, to everyone. You won’t be the exception, trust me. Now keep walking.”
Camilo turned to look at you one last time but it appeared he had lost you in the crowd of people. It made him wonder if Dolores had actually taken time to speak to you instead of assuming the worst. He dropped the topic, knowing it would only turn into an argument. After all, Dolores was the one who heard everything. She had to be right.
It didn’t stop him from thinking about you every now and then. Maybe he’s taken a liking to you. He snapped out of his thoughts to look up at Isabela, still talking his sister’s ear off.
“I was just growing flowers in town, and she tripped over one. She stepped on it! You’d think she would apologize.” Isabela scoffed, crossing her arms.
“or maybe you should have.” mumbled Camilo, huffing. Isabela smiled condescendingly at him.
“Sorry, how was it my fault? do you not watch where you’re going when you’re walking?”
Camilo grinned smugly at her. “Do you watch where you’re planting?”
She scoffed, “Alright Camilo. Whatever you say.”
He shrugged, walking away from the girls to head to his room.
But why wouldn’t you leave his mind?
A few days had gone on, but they felt like weeks for Camilo. He started sleeping late recently, mind clouded with questions about you. You couldn’t be as bad as people made you out to be. Maybe if he got to know you personally, he’d get to know you for you. The morning turned to night slower than a turtle could walk.
He was restless now, mind itching with thoughts. Thoughts that could be relieved if he got to talk to you. He never seemed to find the time to, far too busy with his duties. As soon as he finished, either you’d be gone or one of his family members would be rushing him back home. It was frustrating to no end.
He was brought back to reality when he heard motion coming from outside. His body automatically took him to a nearby window, peeking out. It was then that he noticed a figure, retreating to the forest-like place behind casita. He squinted his eyes, leaning more into the window to make out the face of the person.
The person turned around for a second, making sure they weren’t being watched or followed assumed Camilo. It was then that he caught a good look of their face. your face.
“This is a sign.” he mumbled to himself, silently cheering. He was too determined to speak to you to question where you were even going anyway. He watched as casita brought him his shoes, smiling. “Glad you agree with me.”
The only thing he had left to do was sneak out successfully. He slowly turned his doorknob, praying he wouldn’t wake his sister. He hesitated to push open his door, debating on if it would creak or not. The boy decided he would risk it, and of course the one time he hoped it didn’t, it did creak. He was tense for a moment, holding his breath as he waiting for someone to wake up.
He slowly let out a sigh of relief when no one exited their rooms, stepping out carefully. He shut the door, preparing to make his way down the loud stairs. Maybe casita would be willing to help out. Camilo thanked casita silently as he made way down the stairs, not one of them letting out a sound. He was getting closer to the outside, rushing forward to leave. He felt the cool of the doorknob meet his hand.
“Camilo Madrigal. Where are you headed?” 
The curly-headed boy let out a soft whine, turning to his mother who stared at him from upstairs unamused. He gave her a guilty smile.
“Mami. Hey. I was just, uhm...” He faltered, struggling to give an excuse. Pepa watched him curiously, arms crossed as she waited for an explanation.
“I just can’t sleep. I don’t know why. I saw la luna and I just wanted to get a closer look. It’s not very visible from my room.” Camilo blurted out, playing with his hands.
“You know it’s late, right?”
He nodded at his mother’s words. She walked down the stairs, sighing as she placed a kiss to her sons head. “Ten minutes. I want you back by then.”
He nodded eagerly, thanking her before running out.
The shapeshifter quietly made his way to where he’d seen you go last, knowing that Pepa thought he would be looking at the moon from their house. He had to act quickly. You ended up making the job easier for him, since it was very evident which way you’d gone. He followed the shoe prints in the ground, walking softly. Finally, he’d found you. 
Camilo observed as you sat peacefully, staring at the moon he’d been staring at not too long ago. The light of the moon shined onto your face, making you look so graceful, so pretty to him. He was stunned, in the best way possible. He couldn’t understand how people thought so negatively of you. The boy held his breath as he tried to decide whether to join you or leave you be. 
You definitely seemed like you needed this, he didn’t want to interrupt. Or what if his sister and Isabela were right? What if you’d just push him away, and his efforts would all be in vain. Should he risk it? Could he?
“You know, I know you’ve been standing there for the past 2 minutes.”
Your gentle voice startled him as you turned to stare at him. He let out an awkward chuckle.
“I’m sorry. I don’t wanna come off weird.” he apologized, shying under your gaze. He was pleasantly surprised when you let out a tiny laugh. 
“No, it’s alright. I won’t question you for now.” you quipped, turning back to stare at the moon. Camilo gained the courage to walk up to your seated figure, standing next to you.
“This seat taken?” He joked, smiling down at you. 
“It is, by you.” you joked back, patting the spot next to you on the ground. He sat, gazing at the moon for a bit just like you were. You cleared your throat before speaking again. “Sorry for not introducing myself, by the way.” you turned to look at the brown-eyed boy, quickly realizing just how pretty he was. your cheeks dusted with the lightest red as you turned away from him and stared at the ground to hide it.
“I’m Y/N.” you introduced yourself to him, trying to distract yourself with a nearby stick and scratching the dirt with it. You didn’t notice him looking at you so endearingly, the same red on his own cheeks.
“I’m Camilo.”
He spent his remaining minutes left speaking to you, getting to know the real you and not the you people told him you were. You seemed to be aware of what people thought of you, shrugging it off like nothing. It was something he admired, but he wanted to protect you from those rude accusations. He wanted to tell the world about you, about giving you a chance. You told him a couple stories, including your run-in with his cousin.
It frustrated him how people were quick to assume. They disregarded how they made you feel, how they made you aggravated. From what you were telling him, you’d only been defending yourself. He wanted to change everyone’s view on you, he was determined to. And so, when he left you that night, he had decided to start showing everyone the real you. He was going to start with his family.
As soon as it turned morning, he’d rushed out of the house, leaving his family members confused. Camilo wasn’t sure where you’d be at this time, but he had a mission to complete. He would give a simple hello and goodbye to people who stopped him, rushing past them quickly. That was until a tired mother handed him her child, a pleading look in her eyes. He took the child gently, assuring the mother that they were in safe hands as she made her way back into her house.
“Looks like you’re coming with me, little one.” Camilo grinned down at the infant, securing them to his ruana with a blanket. 
It proved to be a difficult task to find you, he even resorted to asking the people around if they’d seen you. He was close to giving up when he spun around and saw you already approaching. Camilo’s lips turnt up into a smile. 
“Hey, Camilo. You have a baby with you.” You pointed out, eyes widening a little. He shrugged, grinning.
“Babysitting duties.”
“I didn’t think you the type.” you spoke absentmindedly, cooing at the baby in his hold. Camilo shook his head when he found himself admiring you once again. 
“I’m pretty good with them. This little one will be spending the day with us.” You raised an eyebrow at his words.
“Us?” He simply nodded, his curls bouncing at his eagerness.
You smiled at him brightly. “Well. Let’s do this then.”
You don’t know how you found yourself here, walking with Camilo back to ‘casita’ as he said it was called. You’d taken a strong liking to the witty, flirty boy after spending a few moments with him. He hadn’t judged you, or been rude to you at all. He gave you a chance, and you were grateful for it. The least you could do was accept his invitation to come over.
That being said, you still found yourself nervous. Sure, Camilo had accepted you and gotten to know you, but would his family do the same? You didn’t want to think hard on it.  His voice snapped you back to earth, and you realized you were already at the door. “Wait here.” He smiled, his hand letting go of the grip he had on yours. 
You blushed as he went inside, not having noticed you had been holding his hand the entire walk here. You waited outside anxiously, your foot tapping against the ground. You perked up as the door creaked open, revealing Camilo who motioned for you to come inside. You nodded, walking in with him. You were met face to face with a tall, ginger woman who looked at you with suspicion. 
This was Camilo’s mother, you recognized. He’d told you all about his family during your hangout. Your starting to think he planned this. 
“Hola, Señora Pepa. Es un placer conocerte.” you gave the woman a smile, extending your hand out for her to shake. The suspicion she originally held subdued at your politeness, as she reached out take your hand.
“Please, Call me Pepa.” The older woman responded, a noticeable tenderness in her voice. You nodded, 
“It’s wonderful to meet you, Pepa.”
Camilo found himself smiling at the interaction between the two of you, silently applauding himself and you. Pepa glanced over at her son and then at you again, smiling herself when she noticed. “Oh, I should leave the two of you be. Don’t be afraid to make yourself at home, cariño.” Pepa ruffled Camilo’s hair before walking away from the two of you.
“Not bad, eh?” Camilo turned to you, still smiling bright as he fixed his hair that his mother messed up. 
“I guess not.” you teased, smiling back. “Oh, here, I’ll fix it for you.” You walked up to the boy as his hands retreated from his head. Your own hands took their place, sorting his curls. Camilo was sure his heart was racing, and he hoped you couldn’t hear it.
“Is this your girlfriend, Camilo?!” 
Your hands quickly dropped from his head, and he felt disappointment rise in him at the loss of your touch. He turned to see his dad looking at you both from the top of the stairs. He stumbled over his words, not being able to get a sentence out. That was until his mother rushed in, dragging her husband away.
“Felix! Leave those two alone, you ruined their moment!” He heard her scold, as Felix apologized profusely.
“I’m guessing that was your dad?” you chuckled, the added color on your cheeks from Felix’s remark having faded. 
“Yeah. Excuse him, he’s just excited.” Camilo explained, nervous that his dad’s comment may have killed your mood.
“It’s okay. I get it. I’m the first girl you’ve had over.” You teased, nudging your friend. 
“You are, actually. And if things go my way, you’ll also be the last.” He winked at you, before gesturing you to follow him. his comment was glued to your brain, however, not sure exactly what he meant. You didn’t want to get too hopeful, but you’ve grown to like the boy in the short while you’ve known him. You sighed, before following him.
Before you knew it, dinner time came around. Pepa had eagerly invited you to stay for it, and you just had to agree. She was way too happy about the idea of you staying, and you for sure didn’t want to let her down. So far, Camilo had introduced you a few other people. Antonio, who you played with and spoke to for a while. 
Mirabel, who you clicked with immediately, your conversations coming naturally. Luisa, who greeted you with a sturdy handshake and a ‘I can’t wait for you to be a part of this family’. However, you had yet to interact with Dolores or Isabela. Camilo wanted to have you in his sight if you did, ready to come to your defense. You sat next to Camilo, hands fidgeting with your dress. 
Camilo watched carefully as his sister walked, eyes landing on you. She let out a surprised squeak, hesitantly sitting down. Isabela walked over a while after, a glare being sent your way. You took notice, huffing as you looked away from the girl’s powerful look. Camilo noticed, taking your hand in his under the table. Your eyes could barely focus on anything other than your intertwined hands for the rest of dinner.
When you had finished eating, most of the adults had left the table already. You stood when Camilo did, preferring to stick by him. Just as Dolores and Isabel were about to leave, Camilo called out to them. His sister stopped reluctantly, and his cousin rolled her eyes before turning. “What is it?”
He spoke confidently, “I wanted you to meet Y/N.” You gulped as you tried to smile at them, waving slightly. 
“We’ve met before. I know what I need to know.” Isabela spoke coldly, flipping her hair over her shoulder. 
“But you don’t.” You spoke, chewing your lip nervously. “Look, Isabela. I’m really sorry for the whole flower situation. I apologize, really, If I offended you.” You spoke genuinely, making Isabela’s cold facade falter. 
“and Dolores,” You addressed the rather quiet girl, which made her let out another squeak. “I know the awful things you’ve heard about me. And all the somewhat mean things I’ve said before as well. But that’s not me. I’d like you both to know the real me better.”
To say Camilo was proud of you was an understatement. He was beaming at you standing your ground, proving yourself. He took your hand in his once again, as encouragement. The room was quiet for a moment, before Dolores spoke.
“I should be the one apologizing, Y/N.” she sighed out, looking at you. “My mother has said not one bad word about you, and neither has the rest of my family. You’re a nice girl. I’m glad your friends with my brother.”
She then nudged Isabela, who huffed. “I accept your apology. Maybe I was too harsh on you.” was all she said, before retreating to her room. Dolores gave you the tiniest smile before doing the same.
“So...” Camilo trailed off, looking to you to see if you had any remarks. You squeezed his hand tighter.
“I think I’m good now.”
The moon shone brightly that night, prompting you both to go outside to watch it back where Camilo first spoke to you. Except, something felt different now. You felt more at ease, more comfortable. You laid beside the boy who was slowly stealing your heart, both of you in a comfortable silence. It was now your thoughts running wild instead of his, as you think about how great Camilo actually is. He gave you a chance, he talked to you, treated you normally.
You couldn’t be more grateful. Sitting up, you looked down at a curious Camilo. “leaving so soon?” he pouted, sitting up as well. You giggled, playfully shoving him. 
“No, Not yet. It’s too peaceful to leave.” He hummed in agreement, nodding.
“Thank you, by the way.” 
He glanced at you, confused. “What for?” 
you played with your fingers. “For giving me a shot.”
“I should be thanking you.” you smiled at him.
“Oh yeah? What for, in your own words?”
Camilo turned to face you, meeting your eyes. 
“For showing me you. Tu alma tan hermosa, como la luna.” 
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cactus-stories · a month ago
Teen!Bruno Madrigal x Foreign Fem!Reader 「Chapter 1」
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This is probably gonna be a short fic instead of a one-shot, I wanted to start it on their teenage years, but will probably make the rest of the story pass by after the birth of Luisa, Isabela and Dolores!
Read it on AO3
Bruno Madrigal. You've heard this name so many times since you and your family moved to Encanto, it wass as if the guy was the only talk on the village. Be it via hushed whispers, disapproving gossip or even revolted screams, everyone always had something to say about him.
Being knew in the village meant you hadn't met the Madrigals yet, curious about their powers and what they would look like! The only one you've seen so far was Señora Alma, the lady being kind enough to introduce you to a few of your neighbours.
Now, a week has passed and you still haven't had the time to meet many people, more focused in helping your parents get habituated.
"That Madrigal boy is a magnet of bad luck! You and your family better stay away from him!" your neighbour commented one day, as you were helping your mom hang some clothes to dry outside. "Came to my son one day telling him he was gonna be in pain, and wouldn't you know? The very next day he broke his arm!"
Your mom hummed along, not really paying much attention to the older woman. She seemed to have taken a liking to you, already joking about how you and her son were the same age, nudging you into talking to him as much as you could.
"But why would it be his fault?" you asked, confused. "Did he break his arm or something?"
"He wouldn't dare, he's skinny as a stick, that one! It was his bad luck! If he had kept quiet it wouldn't have happened!" she seemed enraged about it. "Alma needs to do something about that boy, or else he'll keep spreading his curses around!"
The conversation didn't seem to be going anywhere, so you decided to tune it out, the older woman ranting about the boy to your mom, while you hummed to yourself. Finishing your task quickly, you blew your mom a kiss, waving to your neighbour and deciding to finally check out the village properly.
Crossing the bridge that connected one half of the village to the other, you heard the soft clicks of tiles tapping against each other, following the sound for a bit, stopping in front of Casa Madrigal, smiling softly at the sweet aroma of passion fruit in the air.
"Hii! You're new here, right? Mamá told us about you!" a red haired girl happily skipped next to you, colours lightly shifting around her as she spoke. "I'm Pepa Madrigal! But you can call me just Pepa!"
"Hi, Pepa!" you waved at her, introducing yourself. "It's nice to finally meet one of the famous Madrigals! Your family is pretty popular, huh?"
She laughed, linking yor arm with hers as she talked about her gift and how it usually got people's attention, walking towards the house and guiding you to the kitchen, where a brunette girl sat, munching on a piece of cake.
"Julieta! Look who I found right in front of our house! It's the new girl!" gesturing for you to sit down, Pepa took her place next to her sister, still happily chatting as she served you a piece of cake. "I was telling her about our gifts!"
"Ai ai, Pepita! Mamá told you not to go running your mouth already..." the girl said, jokingly, turning to you. "She's not overwhelming you, is she? She does that sometimes."
"No, no! I have no problem listening to you guys, really!" you waved your hands in front of your body, gesturing for Pepa to continue her story as you finished your piece of cake.
After a while, you noticed the sun starting to settle down, getting up and quickly thanking the girls for the chat, telling them you had to be home soon. They waved you goodbye, inviting you to come over any time, happy to have made a new friend.
As the days passed, you got closer to Pepa, accompanying her on her errands, talking about yout life before going to Encanto and laughing at her stories about her family, they were always very nice to you, but you still hadn't met the infamous Bruno, being told that he was either in his room or already left the house every time you came over.
On the other hand, it seemed like the villagers had even more to say about him than before, and it was starting to get in your nerves. Pepa and Julieta told you very few things about Bruno, but they were all positive, and you didn't get the hatred the people of Encanto had towards him.
You knew it made his sisters sad, hearing them complain about how it wasn't Bruno's fault what he saw on his visions, and they were your only friends there, so it was starting to get you down too. After passively listening to another of your neighbour's rants once more, you decided to go for a walk so you could cool off.
Her son didn't get the hint, apparently, rushing to your side as you walked towards the village's market, waving the cast on his arm, his mom too prideful and irritated to let Julieta take care of it.
"You've been awfully close to the Madrigal's lately, huh?" he started. "Did you get the weirdo to see your future already?"
"I'm sorry, who?" you cocked an eyebrow, turnining to look at him with an irritated look.
"You know, Bruno!" he reminded you, indignantly. "The one who broke my arm!"
"You broke your own arm out of sheer stupidity, Nicolas, Bruno was just trying to warn you." turning to one of the food stands, you looked at what they had for sale, still annoyed at the guy next to you, gesturing to his cast with your head. "And then you keep the pityful look, even after Julieta offered multiple times to help you out with that."
Nicolas let out an indignant huff, opening his mouth to complain once more, before looking behind you with a slightly frightened expression, and quietly gesturing for you to leave. You cocked your head, turning around to see a boy around your age, his skinny frame towering over you, a large green poncho almost engulfing him. He looked like he wanted to tell you something, but before he could even start, you were already warning him.
"Sí?" you locked your eyes on his, still annoyed. "I swear, if you heard me and are gonna try and tell me another puta historia about Bruno, I will not hold myself from doing something I might regret later."
"Well, I'll try not to be too egocentric." the guy in front of you gave you a short smile, before extending his hand for you to shake. "Bruno Madrigal, nice to meet you."
'Puta mierda'
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kattsukki · 4 days ago
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I Named Him After You!
Camilo Madrigal x Gn!Reader
Contains: Antonio being the cutest, Camilo having fun with u and your new companions
Sypnosis: Antonio gives you a rather suprising present for your anniversary.
Kat: made this based off my hcs with my friend @xdyledz ! (Ps. Will proofread when I wake up later, since it's currently 5am lol)
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"Okay Antonio, why are we here?" You asked the excited looking boy with an amused smile, curious as to why he dragged both you and your boyfriend to his room.
"I know it's your anniversary, so I got you something." He says holding what looks to be a colourful box with... holes on the top?
He gives it to Camilo and warns him to be careful as he opens it. Pulling the ribbons apart, he lifts the lid off and— oh my god.
It's the cutest sight to see. Two chameleons that were beside eachother in the box that was in Camilo's hold.
A gasp leaves your mouth, this was the sweetest thing that's happened today, besides the things your lovely boyfriend has done of course.
You thank the little boy for doing such a sweet thing for the both of you. Kissing his cheeks and enveloping him in a little squeeze as his older brother pats him on the head with a big smile on his face as well.
"What are you gonna call yours corazón?"
"Hm, I think Cami would would suit him just fine." You say with a little smile, it really did resemble him.
"AMOR!! HELP!!" He exclaims, running towards you.
"WHAT?! WHAT IS IT!?!" You shriek, very confused and panicked as to why he's yelling.
"Alright alright! Don't yell so much." You cover his mouth for a second as you rub his hand to calm him down, already knowing that Dolores has probably muttered a "thank you" wherever she was.
But as you still try to calm him down, your face deadpans.
"It's on your head."
"It's sleeping in your hair. You dummy."
"You know, you're giving him an awful lot of attention today." Without giving him a glance, you could tell his cheeks were all puffed up from his jealous mood.
"I'm literally just feeding him amor." You snicker at his rather sour attitude, finding it quite amusing.
Stuffing a strawberry in his mouth and placing a kiss after, "Will that keep you quiet?" You coyly say, finding the dash of red on his face even funnier.
Long story short, Antonio has made you both extremely happy with his cute little gesture.
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x-imagines · 20 days ago
Bruno Madrigal Relationship HCs
a/n: i told y'all i was gonna hop on this bruno train 😌 he's just so cute hshjgdhjgdjhd 🥺
Bruno Madrigal x Gender-Neutral Reader
tw: fluff, mentions of the ✨devil's tango✨
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when you first start dating, he'll be really hesitant with you
he's scared he'll drive you off like everyone else
his fear of abandonment fizzles out over time and under the surface he's actually very affectionate
always trying to display some form of PDA whether that be hand holding, a hug from behind, forehead/cheek kisses, he’s all over you
he's also hella funny, he will analyze your sense of humor and will always make you laugh
speaking of him analyzing stuff, he's extremely observant
he'll figure out what foods you like, your favorite spot in the village etc. etc.
he always wants you to be happy and he hates to see when something isn’t to your liking
dates would just be you guys eating junk food and watching bad reality tv and movies
(sorry to insert myself but i imagine watching criminal minds with him all bundled up on the couch 🥺🥺)
or if you prefer the outdoors, he’d set up a little picnic date by the river and he’d ride the two of you out there on horseback
you can’t deny, this man is fit
more toned than buff but no ones complaining 😍😍
let’s be real, you’ll probably be his first… everything
no matter how comfortable he is around you, he’ll never have the confidence to initiate your first time together
once you’ve done it a couple of times he’ll begin to take some control back
sex with bruno is so sweet tho 🥲
he gives me switch vibes but when he tops he’s never aggressive with you
mans has a praise kink
just tell him he’s a good boy please 😭😭
he 100% calls it love making 💀
aftercare is him cleaning you up, getting you water, food, whatever you need and cuddling up with you to go to sleep
he’s the little spoon fight me
him on his back with you embracing him
the side of his head resting on your chest so he can hear your heartbeat
aaAAAA he’s so sweet just love him 🥺
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wwillowtrees · 11 days ago
“like what you see?”
camilo madrigal x gn reader | meet-cute | im back on my bullcrap. brainrot go brr. mostly just me trying to figure out how to write camilo with his 7 minutes of screentime.
also mostly just me figuring out the layout of the goddamn house.
not-beta read, we die like the rat in bruno’s telenovelas that he would create during his time of hiding.
“Do we really have to go?” You complained, kneeling down to look under your bed. You squint your eyes as you searched for your missing shoe.
“Yes! It’s Antonio’s big night, we wouldn’t want to miss it.” Your mother quickly explained.
“I don’t even know the kid.” You groaned, grumbling when you saw your shoe beneath the darkest depths of your bed. Your mother peaked her head through the door frame, a disappointed look adorned on her face as you struggled to get your shoe.
“The Madrigals have done so much for us ever since we moved in! The least we could do is attend their kid’s ceremony cariño.” Your mother retorted, grabbing the broom that nestled beside your closet.
She twirled the object around as she walked towards you.
“Move aside.” Your mother crouched beside you, using the wooden handle of the broom to move the shoe. You flick a loose strand of hair away from your face in annoyance as you watched your mother get your shoe for you.
You and your family were the latest additions to the magical village that is Encanto, and to say that you liked the place would be the biggest lie you’ve heard of the century. You would barely leave the house, still not used to the environment around you, even when months had passed since your move.
Furthermore, when you did leave your room, it was only because your parents forced you outside to catch up on some much needed sunlight that you would miss.
You silently stared as your mother dusted your shoe, gently banging it on your bedroom floor to ensure that there wasn’t any dirt left.
“Here.” Your mother murmured, handing you your shoe.
“Thank you.” You dryly replied, slipping it on your foot. Your mother sighed at your lifeless tone, rubbing her temples as you stood up from your spot.
“I know it’s been rough for you, but it’s just one night. How bad can it possibly be?” She tried to reason. You ignored her words, lending her your hand to which she gladly took as you pulled her up.
“Just please- come with me and your father? It’ll be fun!” She nervously smiled, placing a hand on your shoulder. You bit your lip, observing the way your mother slightly crumbled underneath your intense stare.
“And hey, maybe even meet someone new.” She joked, nudging you with her elbow. You feel your gaze soften, she was only looking out for you. After some minutes of unbearable silence, you finally gave in.
“Fine.” You told, chuckling when your mother went in for a tight hug at your response.
“Gracias my little one.”
You immediately push her away, groaning at the nickname as your mother simply laughed at your dramatic antics.
You feel your chest tighten as you neared the house, the nerves in you kicking in strong.
“You okay?” Your father whispered, patting your back in concern. You nodded in response, not trusting your voice the slightest bit.
“Alright.” Your father said, quickly moving on as he waved his hand to a very tall lady.
“Luisa! It’s so good to see you!” Your father cheerily spoke, grabbing your mother’s hand as he dragged her towards the girl. You stood at your place awkwardly, fumbling with your hands as you wait for your parents to finish their business.
You looked away, your mind drowning out the conversation by the muffled music coming from inside, getting immersed by its addictive beat.
You hummed to the unfamiliar lyrics, bobbing your head to the song as well.
“Haven’t seen you around before, new around town muñeca?” A flirtatious voice broke your trance, making you flinch in surprise. You turn towards the direction of the sound, immediately greeted by a boy who seemed to be near your age.
You raise a brow, placing a hand on your hip as you turned to face him.
“I suppose you can say that.” You replied, your eyes moving up and down his body to get a better look on his features.
The boy had unruly brown hair, perfect tan skin that had been sprinkled with freckles all around, not to mention his mesmerizing muddy green eyes that were locked on you as you continue to mindlessly stare at him.
He wore a simple white dress-shirt underneath a yellow poncho, matching it with his black sandals and some black pants that were horrendously wrinkled due to the lack of proper care from the owner.
This boy had some good genes.
You hummed, making eye-contact with him once more. You watched as he smirked, crossing his arms before leaning in slightly.
“Like what you see?” He teased, tilting his head.
“So what if I do?” You replied, shocked by your own confidence.
You watched as his half-lidded gaze shoots up in surprise, and you snicker at the sight of the teen moving away as he fumbled on his words.
“Oh wow- okay.” He stuttered, running a hand through his curly hair. You smiled, playfully punching his shoulder.
“Just messing with you, sorry if I took it too far amigo.”
“No, no, it’s okay!” He quickly reassured, frantically moving his hands around to emphasize his point. You politely nodded, already sensing the upcoming tension from a mile away.
The two of you stayed silent, neither of you knowing what to do next. You fidgeted in place as he nervously chuckled, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
“So-“ The teenager started, but before he could get another word out, your father’s booming voice interrupted him from speaking any further.
“Amor, come inside already!” You hear your father shout. You turn your head to see your parents already inside, waiting for you by the entrance.
“Coming papa!” You respond.
You look to the boy for the last time and bowed your head slightly.
“It was nice meeting you.”
“Yeah..” He replied dumbly, his eyes never leaving your figure until he lost you in the huge crowd.
He murmured something incomprehensible, placing a hand on his face as he slightly dragged it downwards.
“Dios mio, I forgot to ask for their name.”
You laughed loudly, watching your father twirl your mother around on the dance floor from the second story of the house. You leaned against the railing, mindlessly tapping your foot to the beat of the song.
You move your gaze away from your parents, eyes scanning across the sea of people. You spot some familiar chocolate-brown locks bouncing around the multitude of guests, you perk at the sight.
“Ah, him.” You note, observing the way he talked to one person before hurriedly moving onto the next. As if sensing your presence, the teen looked up to see you staring right at him.
His eyes lit up when he saw you, a smile forming on his face. You feel a shiver run through your spine at the smile, heat rushing to your cheeks. He was quick to move on his feet, immediately rushing through the crowd to get to you.
You watch in amusement as he climbed up the staircase, making his way towards you. “We meet again!” He exclaimed, placing a hand on the parapet.
“Indeed we do.” You murmured.
“You know, I never got your name.” He hummed, standing beside you.
“YN, Y/N L/N.”
“Camilo, Camilo Madrigal.” He introduced, offering his hand for you to shake, to which you took with grace.
You quietly repeated his name, engraving the syllables in your mind. Camilo nodded, placing a hand on his heart as he proudly puffed his chest out.
“Sí, that is I-“ He did a small pose before continuing his sentence.
“Camilo the great!” He joked in a deep, dramatic voice, causing you to burst in laughter.
“The great huh? Well in that case, I’m so honored to meet you.” You retracted your hand to do a small bow, continuing the small act he created, making him chuckle.
“But I don’t think you’re greater than that flower girl I saw earlier.” You joked, remembering how the woman blossomed fresh roses right out of her fingertips.
“Qué? You mean mi prima, Isabela?” He supplemented.
You snapped your fingers at the revelation “Yeah! Her.” He shrugged in response, making you confused.
“She may have gotten an amazing gift, but can she do this?” Camilo winked before shapeshifting into you, making you yelp at the sudden replica of yourself. You laugh in surprise, clutching your blouse.
“Woah, it’s like looking in a mirror.” You murmured, looking up to see him smile proudly at your comments.
“Gracias darling.” He thanked, smirking all the while. You chuckled, waving him dismissively as you gaze back to your parents.
The two were still dancing happily, your mother sometimes bumping into other women before being mercilessly dragged away by you unapologetic father.
Camilo transformed back into himself, shifting around to get a good look on what you were staring at. He barked out a laugh when he saw your father step on another man’s shoe.
“Your parents I presume?”
“Yeah, love them.” You whispered, chuckling when your mother began to scold your father about his carelessness mid-dance.
Camilo turns to look at you, a mischievous twinkle in his eye.
“Do you want to dance?” He teased, his voice playful. You bit your lip, laughing nervously at his question. You stretch your neck, darting your eyes away from his.
“Ah me? Oh definitely no! I don’t necessarily do dancing.” You explained, rubbing your arm.
“More so in-front of an audience.” As if expecting that answer, he smiled as he grabbed your hand gently.
Warm, you thought.
“C’mon! I didn’t say we’d have to dance here.” He told in a sing-song voice, twirling you around similarly to what your father did moments before. The action caused you to giggle, making him smile wide.
“Plus, you should loosen up mariposa! Live a little, we’re young!” It was a mere invitation, no ill-intent or judgement in his tone.
You hummed, your fingers tapping on the railing as you contemplated your decision. You sighed in defeat.
“I guess it wouldn’t hurt, right?”
“Good choice.”
He squeezed your hand reassuringly before sweeping you off your feet, making you yelp in surprise.
The shapeshifter dragged you through the maze of people, apologizing to the poor strangers he would run into as he led you out the crowed area, blatantly hiding from your parent’s peripheral vision.
He swung the entrance door wide open, a gush of wind brushing past your faces as you two exited the party.
“Estás bien?” The boy asked, still holding onto your hand. He knocked on the blue-colored gate, causing it to swiftly close by itself.
He hummed in acknowledgment, dropping your hand. He clapped his palms together, making you flinch slightly at the sudden noise.
“Now! Show me what you can do.” Camilo exclaimed, barely containing his excitement.
“Oh- wait now?!” You shouted, heat rushing to your cheeks at the mere thought of dancing in-front of this boy.
You hear a booming voice sung loudly through the gate, upbeat music keeping the mysterious singer company.
“Por supuesto!” Camilo replied, standing on his toes before spinning around in a smooth manner.
“Just feel the music!” He laughs, raising his arms up, his poncho fluttering in the air at the action. You watched in awe as he effortlessly moved his body, not a single stiff bone in him.
“Uhm..” You awkwardly sway your hips, your hands moving in a circular motion as you finally let the muffled music run through your veins.
“Yeah! There we go!” Camilo exclaimed, clapping to the music. He shuffles towards you, bobbing his head to the rhythmic pattern that the drums would produce.
You shake your head at his absurd movements, but willingly moved your shoulders to match his energy. He smiles, extending his hand out towards you.
You grinned at the offer, eagerly taking his hand with grace.
“Colombia, te quiero tanto! Te sigue bendiciendo tu encanto.” He mimics the vocalist perfectly.
“Colombia!” You sing loudly, dancing to the melody. He bursts out in laugher, causing you to follow suite as he spins you around the dirt path.
Puffs of dust clouds appeared wherever you two went, your shoes leaving a trail of footprints with how hard you stepped in each sporadic move.
But in the moment, you could care less. The boy’s oddly addictive, thrilling touch was enough to distract you from the mess you made underneath.
Camilo pauses in his steps to dip you, his face beaming. You feel your heart pounding, your breath being taken away at the sight.
That damn smile was infectious.
“You don’t dance huh?” The Madrigal taunted, his muddy green eyes somehow energized from all the dancing. You feel your eyes roll at his words.
“Alright, maybe I do.” You gave in, your grin never leaving your face as you watch his eyes soften.
“I knew it!” He spoke before pulling you up. You slap his arm playfully, letting his hands snake around your waist.
“Shut up-”
The both of you perk at the sounds of a door handle rattling, mortified expressions adorned on your faces as you watch the gate begin to slowly open.
“Camilo the ceremony is about to begin, papa has been looking everywhere for- you..” A girl with a red bow murmured, letting out a small squeak at the lack of personal space between you and Camilo.
“Ai ai, learn how to knock will you?!” Camilo exclaimed. At the corner of your eye, you see a slight tinge of red plastered on his cheeks.
You look down to the hand that was still wrapped around your waist, the blood in you becoming warm.
Why wasn’t he letting go?
“I was coming from the inside-“ He quickly shushed the woman, not letting her speak any further.
“I’ll be with you in a minute! Now please, leave!” He told, his raspy voice cracking slightly.
The other ignored the teenager’s pleas, looking between you and Camilo. A small smirk grew on her face, shrugging her shoulders before closing the door.
Camilo sighed in exasperation as he rubbed his neck.
“Sorry about that.”
“No worries.”
He looks at you, his eyes sparkling as he nervously smiled.
“See you after the ceremony?” Camilo questioned, finally letting go of you.
“Yeah, and maybe tomorrow too.” You subtly offered.
“I’d like that.” He nodded, slowly returning to his usual demeanor.
He led you back inside the house, but before you two part ways, he swiftly grabs your hand and kisses the back of it. You feel electricity spark between you and his touch as you watch him take a step back.
“Till we meet again mi melodia.”
“Skipping the party for some boy huh?” Your mother teased, pinching your cheeks.
“With a Madrigal kid of all people!” Your father laughed, nudging your shoulder.
You groaned, feeding yourself an arepa to avoid answering any of your parent’s upcoming questions.
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ichigobunsss · 9 days ago
Te Deseo Lo Mejor(pt 6)
Bruno Madrigal x O/C Angst/Sexy Smutty Spice in the Walls/ Grab a SNACK
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“Ay, Dolores ya! Enough about the noises please. Ya lo dije, it’s the rats!”
“But Mamá, I think know the difference between rats and footsteps by now. And these were footsteps! Kind of like how Tío Brun-"
Thunder cracked over Pepas head and she turned towards her daughter with wide eyes, who held her hands over her ears. Pepa sighed and quickly shooed the cloud that formed over her head away.
“Lo siento, lo siento.” She said, taking in a deep breath and rubbing Dolores's ears to ease the pain she knew she was feeling from the crack of the thunder.
“Mija, you know how sensitive that topic is to Abuela and Tia Valeria, si? We don't talk about . . Well, just try to ignore it, hm?" Said Pepa. She glanced above her head, sighing in relief as the cloud finally disappeared.
Dolores sighed, tired of her family not listening to her-yet she was forced to listen to everyone else. Shrugging in defeat, she brushed past her mother and out the kitchen, bumping into Valeria in the process. Julieta was close behind her, as she was helping her bring supplies back from town.
"Ay, Sorry Dolores!" Valeria said, shifting the paper bag to one side and quickly fixing Dolores's small bow on her head that nudged a bit out of place. Dolores shook her head and gave her a small sad smile.
"Estás bien?" Valeria asked grabbing Dolores's chin softly, noticing her brows turn down into a sudden frown. But she looked up at Valeria nervously, as if she wanted to tell her something, but quickly nodded her head.
"Y-yes!" she squeaked out and quickly shuffling past her Tias in a hurry. Valeria turned towards Julieta, but her sister in law just shrugged, not knowing what was wrong either. As the two of them made their way into the kitchen, Pepa sighed in relief.
"Ay, please tell me you brought the wine!" she said, leaning against the counter. Valeria smiled mischievously and reached into the paper bag, pulling out a large wine bottle and waving it heartily.
"Eso!" cheered Pepa, a small rainbow appeared over her head as she bounced around in place happily. Julieta sighed as she placed her bag on the counter.
"Pepa, please don't over do it. You know how you get, cuando bebes demasiado." she said, as she began taking some of the groceries out. Pepa rolled her eyes and huffed.
"Julieta, come on. Mama will be at the Guzmán's tonight and the men will be at that silly horse race. It's the perfect night for Las Mujeres de Casa Madrigal to let loose!" she said excitedly. Valeria chuckled and headed over next to Julieta to help her unpack.
"Ay, Help me here muñeca!" said Pepa, pulling on Valeria's sleeve and pouting. She started to notice where Camilo got that from.
"I think . . " Valeria started, glancing over at Julieta who raised a eyebrow at her, a slight smile on her face. Pepa's eyes peered up at Valeria impatiently as her grip tightened around her sleeve.
"Quiero emborracharme esta noche." Valeria said firmly. Julieta rolled her eyes, but couldn't help the chuckle that escaped her lips as Pepa happily danced around them both and hugging Valeria's side tightly.
"And the kids?" asked Julieta placing her hands on her hips, once Pepa settled down. But she just shrugged and waved her hand.
"Ah, you know Luisa and Isa can handle them! Come Valeria, I can finally wear that red lipstick I've been telling you about!" said Pepa as she pulled Valeria away from the vegetables she was happily putting away. Valeria let out a laugh as Pepa led her up the stairs. Letting that familiar warmth, that she hadn't felt in a while, finally seep into her chest .
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"And that's when - Hiccup!- I accidentally shot lightning on Félix's culito! Right after he asked me to marry him! Gritó tan fuerte! "
Pepa's head tilted back as she laughed loudly, accidently spilling some of her wine on the floor as she swayed, Casita helping her balance by shuffling the tiles under her feet a bit. The red lipstick she was excited about not too long ago was smeared all over her mouth, and her hair was loose and frizzed out in all directions, her headband long tossed to the side as she twirled around.
"Ay, Sorry Casita!" She said with a giggle, the rays above her head shining brightly in the dimly lit living room. Julieta and Valeria held on to their stomachs, bending over from sweet laughter as Pepa continued on with her story, dramatically mimicking her husband and prancing about the room.
Valeria had lost count of the cups of wine she drank, letting herself go and feel the buzz of the sweet liquor that melted against her mouth as a rosy tint appeared along her nose and cheeks. Julieta found herself losing count as well, often leaning over to Valeria's side and snorting louding as she watched her sister, her cheeks redder than hers.
Soon enough Pepa grew fatigue with jumping about the living room and plopped down on the floor in front of Valeria and Julieta on the couch.
"Muñecaaa, sing us that song you used to sing! The one about the Brujita!" She asked, after catching her breath. Valeria slumped back against the couch shaking her head with a giggle.
"No, no! " she exclaimed, bringing her hands up to cover her face as she giggled. Julieta nudged her head against Valeria's arm, and nodded.
"Si, Si! Cantar! Pepa sucks at singing! Ella canta como una ganso! Ha! Ha! -Oops!" said Julieta with a chuckle, as she clamped her hand over mouth.
"Oye!" said Pepa, lifting her head up from her spot on the floor, to playfully glare at her sister.
"Ya, Ya!" Valeria said, laughing. Julieta and Pepa turned and began to stare at her with bright drunken smiles on their faces, waiting for her to start. Valeria paused, making them think she wasn't going to sing, before dramatically lifting her arms.
"Ay que bonito es volar! A las dos de la mañana! A las dos de la mañana! Y ay que bonito es volar, ay mama!"
Pepa and Julieta cheered happily and began singing along with her, clapping their hands and standing up to sway around the room.
"Volar y dejarse caer! En los brazos de tu hermana! En los brazos de tu hermana!" Y hasta quisiera llorar!"
Valeria had grabbed the almost empty wine bottle to use as her personal micrófono and stood up on the wooden coffee table, Casita lifting the tiles to give her a bit of a boost, as she continued to belt out alongside her hermanas that happily dance around her.
"Me agarra la bruja y me lleva a su casa, me vuelve maceta y una calabaza!"
On into the night they sang different folk songs and danced until the three of them grew wary and slumped back down onto the couch. Valeria's eyes grew heavy, as Julieta snuggled her head on her lap and Pepa slouched up against the couch on the floor. Soon enough they all had fallen into a quick slumber. Nothing but the soft creaking of the Casita and the soothing winds outside sounding off into the night.
A sharp pain in Valeria's back from the awkward position she was in on the couch, had woken her up a few hours later. She tried forcing her eyes back shut, but her mouth was so dry and she desperately needed a glass of water.
Carefully lifting Julietas head off her lap, Valeria quietly tipped toed around Pepa's loud snoring form. But it had gotten so dark, she could barely see where she was going.
"Casita, por favor, help me to the kitchen." she whispered, turning back to make sure Julieta and Pepa were still sleeping. There was a faint nudge against her foot and after that another tile lightly bounced and a small trail started forming so Valeria could make her way out.
She followed along with the tapping of the tiles, not noticing that Casita was leading her away from the kitchen and towards the walkway of the brightly lit different doors of each of the gifted Madrigal rooms. Valeria lifted her head once she noticed the shining glitter of the rooms, and squinted down at the floor.
"I said the kitchen, silly." she mumbled, rubbing her eyes as she turned around, but froze once her eyes found a pair of green glowing orbs floating across from her on the other side of the walkway of the rooms. Her heart skipped a beat as she recognized the familiar orbs, but she harshly began rubbing her eyes, thinking it was the alcohol fooling her imagination. But when she dropped her hands, the green orbs were still staring back her with. But they quickly began moving away from her and towards the back of the walkway towards a plain painting that was hung up at the end of the wall.
Valeria felt the ground beneath quickly shift her, as the tiles quickly moved her to follow the retreating green orbs before the could escape. Soon enough she was in front of a hooded figure, blocking the painting in front of them that they seemed to be heading towards.
The hooded figure was out of breath and began to walk backwards away from her as she tried to reach up and pull the hood down, but they tripped backwards by one of the tiles that Casita perched up purposely to stop them. Valeria watched as they fell with a loud grunt, the hood slipping off the head, completely revealing a messy head of black curls that she was all too familiar with.
Valeria's hands were trembling and the effects of the alcohol that she had consumed seem to have completely burned off as anger began bubbling inside her, replacing the drunken happiness she had felt earlier that night, as she stared down at him.
His breath quickened as he stared up at her in a panic. The tiles under him lifted him up to fully stand in front of her. His breath brushing against her face as she stared back at him in shock.
But the sound of one of the children's shining doors began to creak open. Bruno forced his eyes away from her and he quickly tugged her arm to pull her away from the front of painting she was blocking, lifting it quickly and dragging her inside with him, covering her mouth in the process so she wouldn't give the both of them away.
Dolores had peeked her head out of her door and glanced around rubbing her sleepy eyes, before shrugging and turning back into her room.
"It's just the rats, it's just the rats. . . "
Bruno had taken Valeria deep into the walls of the home as she grumbled against his chest, pushing and shoving his head and arms for him to release her. When he had finally felt he was deep enough in his hideout for no one to hear, he set her down let his hand go from her mouth. But she began to yell out a curse and he quickly clamped his hand over it again with a sigh.
"Shh! " he hissed. Valeria shook her head aggressively against his calloused hand, wanting to yell out again, but her throat began to burn and her eyes blurred as tears began springing from her eyes as she glared up at the man she once called her husband. Bruno's eyes widened as he watched the tears spring from the corners of her eyes and on to the back of his hand.
"N-No, V-Valeria-"
But Valeria shoved him away and started pounding your fists on his chest over and over again as hot tears streamed down her face. He just stood there, letting Valeria take her anger out as she silently cursed under her breath. Bruno’s head hung low as she pushed and shoved his chest with all her strength.
“M-maldito, Mentiroso-"
She wanted to hurt him. She wanted him feel as empty as she felt the night he ripped himself away from her.
“Te odio, Te odio! No quiero verte nunca más!” Valeria choked out with as much venom as she could muster. She reached to punch his chest again, but he grabbed her arms firmly, stopping her in place.
“No me dejas eso-" he muttered under his breath. "Please. . "
“No-No, you don’t get to tell me that.” she said, trying to free her arms from his grasp.
“Dejarme!” She growled, as the anger continued to rise in her. Bruno finally lifted his head up, his glowing eyes angrily boring into hers. Valeria tried to wrestle free from his grip, but he held her in place, pushing her body against the wall and lifting her hands over her head so she couldn’t hit him again. But she began kicking at his legs, but he was already spreading hers apart with his knees for her to stop.
"Tate quieto-" he warned. But Valeria shook her head, too stubborn to let her anger rest.
“Dejarme-" she choked out, twisting her wrists against his clutch, they began to burn at how hard he was holding them. But Bruno just leaned in closer to her, his breaths hot and heavy on her mouth.
Bruno closed the space between them and kissed her mouth desperately. Valeria tried to move away as his lips attacked hers, cursing into his mouth, but she could no longer deny her body’s longing to have her husband's body back with hers.
Valeria gave in, letting her lips move with his as if he never left.
He let go of her hands, letting them drop from above her head. She instantly wrapped them around his neck, her hands rushing through his dark curls and pulling him closer. Moaning in his mouth as he sneakily edged his tongue between her teeth to tangle with hers.
“You’ve -been-drinking…” he said between sloppy wet kisses as he tasted that familiar twinge of alcohol on her tongue.
Of course he knew she had been, he had watched her sing and laugh with his sisters the whole night from behind one of the small vents in the living room with a giddy smile on his face.
“Gracias a ti. . .” Valeria said meanly against his mouth.
His hands roamed down the sides of her body and lifted her higher against the wall, yanking her legs up to wrap around his waist.
“Te amo-" he said as he pulled back to trail his kisses on her chin and down her neck.
“Te quiero-Te quiero, Mi preciosa mujer -" he mumbled against her skin, desperately nipping and sucking her sweet spots that he had memorized all too well.
“B-Bruno-" she breathed his name, he sighed happily against her neck.
“Si, mi vida- I’m here, I’m here- lo siento. . . Lo siento.” His lips ghosted over hers once more, his luminous eyes shining on her face. He wiped the tears that were stained against her cheek, glancing down at her swollen lips before attacking them once more.
He tightened his hold around her and guided them both to the small cot on the ground, laying Valeria down gently and hastily removing his ruana. His tender kisses never ceasing as he hovered over her body, his hands roaming under her skirt and tugging on the waistband of her undergarments.
“Quiero probarte..” he murmured against her neck as he made his way lower, practically begging . Valeria's mind raced and the air around her was so thick and hot, her eyes could barely focus on Bruno's form. His glowing eyes and the small crack of the wall letting the moonlight in were the only source of light in the small space. It was all happening so fast and felt as though the room was spinning.
Valeria's fingers tugged on Bruno’s hair roughly to get his attention and he groaned in response, looking up at her with wide eyes when he noticed her uneasy breathing.
“D-Do you want me to stop?” His asked, his voice cracking in between. She managed to shake her head no, pulling his mouth back up closer to hers.
“I wanted. . . to make sure. . I wasn’t .. dreaming this. .” she said breathy against his mouth. The corners of his lips turned up in a lopsided smile and he kissed her lips again softly before lowering his head once more.
“I didn’t want to leave. ." She heard him whisper against her stomach. His hands lifted her shirt a bit, just so he could nip the skin, trying to inhale as much of her as he could.
“But I couldn't take it anymore. . . las malas visiones." He said between kisses. Valeria's brows furrowed, wanting to respond as the cracked vision board she found all those nights ago flashed across her mind. But he had made his way back between her legs, her skirt now lifted around her waist as his fingers ghosted over the waistband once more, tugging them down softly. Pulling her lingering questions away from her mind.
Valeria sucked in a deep breath as the cold air hit her center. But Bruno leveled his face in front, his hot breath hovering over. Her hips rolled upwards slightly, as her core ached to be touched by him and him only.
He reached his head over her inner thigh to give it a chaste kiss, before bending down once more, taking a long sweet lick to her slit. Valeria moaned loudly, but Bruno quickly lifted one of his hands up to cover her mouth, his face still buried between her legs as licked and sucked her sweet flower.
"Lo siento querida, but you have to keep quiet. ." he said against herr sweetness , his eyes flickering up at her. Valeria furrowed her brows in annoyance as she glared down at him.
"Please?" his breathed, hot on her core. She huffed and nodded reluctantly. He gave her an adoring smile, before burrowing his head in between her thighs once more. The faint green glow disappearing between her legs.
She bit down on his fingers, trying to muffle her moans as his tongue flickered against her bud. Her wetness filling him with content as he darted his tongue against her, his two green orbs looking up at her from between her legs to watch, as she squirmed against his mouth. His pulled his hand from her mouth and let them snaked around each of her thighs, pulling her closer when she flinched away.
"Y-Ya, B-Brun- Ay- P-Papi-" Valeria clasped her hands over her mouth as she rocked against his mouth. He moaned into her at the sound of the nickname she rarely used for him, the vibrations of his mouth sending shockwaves into her body. She rocked against his head, her legs squeezing around him as she released into his mouth. He gave one last kiss to her heat and lifted himself up, kissing her deeply letting her taste herself on her lips.
Her hands wandered through his hair as he kissed her, his hands frantically pushing down his pants, as he grinded himself against her entrance as she wrapped her legs around his waist again. He moaned into her mouth, slowly pushing himself into her sweet entrance. Valeria ignored the slight pain, as she hadn't been touched by him in weeks, her body had begun to grow used to his absence.
The both of them stayed there for a moment, as Bruno pulled back from her lips to look down at her flushed face, letting her adjust around him. That empty feeling that he had ripped from her was slowly fading as their bodies melted within eachother like a puzzle piece crafted from heaven itself.
But she didn't want Bruno to take so much control so soon. So she pulled him to the side and rolled on top of him, not breaking the connection they formed as her hands pressed down on his chest, forcing him to stay on his back.
"Ay, coño cariño ." moaned Bruno, as he stared up at her, his glowing eyes hazed with lust as his hands found there way to her thighs, gripping them in place. Valeria smiled lazily down at him and began rocking, his hips immediately matching her movements as she let her head fall back, letting him fill her center that had been droughted without his love.
Bruno let out a whimper as he tried to lifted himself up to hold her closer. But she kept pushing him down onto his back as she continued to rock against him. Still wanting to have the upper hand as that small bubbling anger began poking the back of her mind again. Remembering how he left her that dreadful night.
She felt her body twitch at the overstimulating pleasure of having her beloved inside her once more. She hunched over him, her chest was so close to his face, the necklace around her neck kept brushing against his nose. Valeria's eyes peered over to her wedding ring on her finger that shined against his chest. His glowing eyes reflecting on the gold band beautifully as she desperately chased her second release. Bruno snatched her wedding hand and lifted it up to his lips, kissing it over and over as he rocked against her.
“Te A-amo, T-te -ah - Amo-” He groaned against her fingertips as he frantically thrusted up against her , begging for her to say it back. But Valeria continued on stubbornly not wanting to respond.
A wave of euphoria washed over them both, as they blended together in a heat of sweet and sticky release. Moaning into each others mouths as she pressed her lips back to his face to give him a heated kiss. When she pulled back, Bruno’s eyes were already fading back to their normal color.
Valerias eyes gazed into his as she tried to catch her breath. Finally being able to touch the outline of his face and trace the smallest details, like freckles along his nose. His beard was a bit thicker and his hair had grown longer to his shoulders. Her fingers traced his cheek, feeling the slight hollowness it now held as she glanced up at the bags that had grown under his eyes. He watched in silence as his wife mapped out his face, as if she’d forgotten what he’d look like but . . . He was still herBruno.
“Te Amo. ." Valeria finally whispered against his lips. Bruno’s eyes grew glossy as he stared up at her, a wave of relief washing over him as those words left her sweet lips. He let out a sob as she kissed his lips gently, repeating sweet soothing words of love against his skin and letting his tears stick on to her face as she tangled her hands in his curls.
Valeria had so many questions racing through her head as she nuzzled against his body. But she felt that if she dared ask, this moment would end. That Bruno would disappear into the night again, leaving her without a trace. She clenched onto his arms, tightly, not wanting him to move away from her. But he laid under her calmly, letting her slump against him achingly as he stroked her back.
"Please. . . no te vayas." she whispered against his chest. She felt his arms wrap around her body, her eyes growing heavy with exhaustion as she let herself fully drop on top of him.
"I won't."
If this was all her head. . . she did not want to wake up.
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shit just got real .
disney i'm so sorry i made your character do SINFUL things plz dont sue me, but it's your fault for making him so amazing
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(btw the folk song our ladies are singing is called "La Bruja" it's a mexican folk song but i'm using the version with my queen Salma Hayek y los vega it's one of my faves)
Yes im making it canon that julieta is a shaddy giggly drunk & pepa is a loud funny one😂
AND YES CASITA IS HELPING OUT ALOT LMAO & poor dolores is so tired of everyones shit
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heretohelptheidiots · a month ago
Hii, may I request a camilo x reader where they start out as friends and then as time passes, they realize they are practically dating? Yk those relationships when you do stuff and then realize 'hey? Isn't this what couples do?' then ask one another if they r dating:3
(Do I make sense..?)
You and the shapeshifting Madrigal had been friends of years. You were about the same age, and had found an affinity for one another. Even once he was expected to spend a bunch of time serving Encanto, you still found ways to spend time together. Eventually the whispers started. You had been feeding him a piece of fruit after telling him how good the bit you had was. He had taken it from your hand with his teeth, and agreed that it tasted excellent.
A week later, someone saw him drop to a knee and present you with a bouquet after you’d sprained your wrist, and then spend the rest of the day, even though it was healed, fussing over you. You even got a special nickname. ‘Delicate little flower’ he called you, earning a light swat on the arm. After that incident, you’d snuck up behind him in public, putting your hands over his eyes and telling him to guess who. When he said his wonderful best friend in the world, you said, nope just me, and he billed you onto the bench beside him.
You had meals together publicly. He would kiss your hands. You would walk arm in arm through the square. If there was music you sought out each other first as dance partners.neither of you had recognized this as being anything other than friend stuff until.
“Could you tell your boyfriend, that I need to speak to him.” Someone said to you. You blinked.
“My what?”
“Your boyfriend. Camilo.”
“Oh we’re not dating.” You said quickly. You got a raised eyebrow from that person and they gave you an ‘uh huh’ before walking off. You spent the rest of the day going over and over recent events in your head. You were close for sure, but dating? But friends didn’t usually want to kiss their friends, right? That wasn’t a normal thing.
“Hey, Camilo.” You said, the next day, slipping up behind him.
“Hey what?” He answered, “oh that’s a less than f thrilled face.”
“Are we dating?” You asked. His face malfunctioned, the size was an infants, but the eyes were Tio Bruno’s, and the mouth was Luisa’s.
“Do you want to be?” He asked, once it was fixed.
“I mean… yeah.” You admitted quietly. There was a long pause before he spoke.
“Wait. Really?”
“Yes.” He swept you up into his arms, spinning you around in circles. He whooped exuberantly.
“I have a partner!” He cheered loud enough for his parents to hear from across the square. In the distance Felix and Pepa hugged.
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