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suncakie · 2 years
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—Empanada | Camilo x fem!reader
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request. [Anon] Hii, I’m here for a request :3 Can you write a fluff one-shot Camilo x fem reader where Camilo present the reader to the whole family and theirs reactions? Bye have a nice day!!
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Warnings. Ooc Madrigal family, Camilo is ooc(?), Agustin didn't get screen time, suggestive content(just camilo suggesting to call him papi), Fluff, cliché ending.
Notes. Hello Anon!! Thank you sm for the request! Sorry it took so long I got kind of busy with tests but here it is! I hope you have a nice day too:DD!!
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Camilo never found the time to introduce you to his family, Felix and Pepa's Anniversary celebration came around and it seems (un)luck settles with him.
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"Mami, Papi, this is (name), my partner" Camilo your lover introduced as you waved awkwardly towards the two adults.
Today, encanto was celebrating an event which you had no clue what was it about, although looking at the matching colours of the theme and the outfit the couple in front of you were wearing, you assumed it was their anniversary.
According to Camilo, you haven't met anyone from your partners side, well except for Antonio who practically acted as your son during your relationship, Camilo was a little jealous at first because your attention would go to his little brother more if he was in the same room as him, but the more it happens the more he thinks your an amazing example of a wife.
The duo in front of you seemed to be enthusiastic and lovable. I guess you know know where Camilo gets those from.
"I hope my son treats you right" the redhead–Pepa which she introduced as–told you honestly as she took your palms in her hands, a small smile on her face.
Her husband, Felix, was by her side sincerely nodding along with an arm on her waist, it was a sweet relationship, like the both of yours, your just more...introverted.
"He does" you started and starred happily at the both of them, your lips twitching upward unconsciously "you have a great son Mrs. Madrigal"
Suddenly, a call of a pair of names alerted the duo of their need of appearance, giving the both of you a smile "no need for honorifics, call me Tia if you would like so"
"Call me papa too!" Felix butted in as Camilo playfully scoffed at this "pa! (Name) probably doesn't want to-"
"Thank you so much Tia and papa, happy anniversary too" you told the both of them, Camilo looking at you dumbfoundedly as the couple in front of looked at you proudly.
"The pleasure is all ours"
"That ended well" you told the curly head beside you, a smile plastered on your features, Camilo on the other hand playfully pouted at you.
Crossing his arms at you "it didn't! How am I gonna live with you calling my father 'papa'?!" You laughed at him, patting his shoulder apologisingly "don't worry, I'm not, let a man have their fun"
"You should call me papi" Camilo smirked at you, while you looked at him bored out of your mind "I would rather not"
Not long after the conversation, a voice interrupted the both of you, directing your attention towards the crowd
"(name)!" A familiar voice shouted from the distance, you grinned at it and kneeled down, readying yourself for a force of impact.
"Tonito'! Hello!" You greeted and hugged the boy, the curly head giggling back at you while you squeezed him tightly before carrying him on your arm.
"How is my buddy going?" You grinned at him while he answered your question with the things he had done with Mirabel, which you pressumed who you will meet next.
Speaking of the devil, a curly head emerged from the crowd, panicking as her hair seems to be dishevelled, however, she seemed to perked up at Antonio's voice not too far from where she is standing, directing her attention to you and the boy happily chatting in your arms.
"Antonio, there you are, I was looking for you" she sighed in relief and Antonio looked clueless but shrugged her statement off.
He pointed at you with a smile on his face "I'm with (name)! By the way, (name) this is Mirabel, Mirabel this is (name)" he introduced the both of you, if you're asking where Camilo might be he is sitting on the floor, bored that you have just been introducing yourself to his family the whole day.
It's his fault that you just met them today.
"Pleasure to meet you" you grinned and placed Antonio down, shaking hands with the female madrigal, she complied and shook hands with you.
"Your Camilo's partner right? You know you should have someone better" she whispered at you jokingly, Camilo whining just below the two of you as Mirabel giggled at him.
"Please, he's the only one available" you joked back, the boy below you shooting you an offended expression, exaggerating it with a hand on his hand.
The both of you laughed at his expression while you calmly told him that your joking, Antonio, who now wanted nothing to do in the conversation, tugged Mirabels hand and waved a goodbye to you, wanting to join into the dancing in the center.
"We should go get food" you muttered to Camilo while sticking your hand out to him, helping him up to stand, he happily obliged, finally happy to spend time with you rather than listening to introductions.
"I heard Tia made some Empanada's!" The boy beside you excitedly told you as he unconsciously held your hand, dragging you along the food stall.
"I never tasted Tia's Empanada's before" you replied, now looking for the tray that stored the Empanada's.
Camilo frowned when he couldn't look for the food he excitedly wanted to taste, unfortunately for the both of you, the food seems to be out of stock, which made the both of you eat arepas instead.
"Arepas taste better anyway" you tempted to enlighten the situation as you realized how bummed out your partner was when the Empanada's were out.
Camilo pouted at you, but lightheartedly chuckled at your attempt at making him smile, although it was a bummer the both of you weren't able to munch on the Empanada's.
"Huh? (name)? Didn't know you were here" A once again familiar voice spoke to you, well you assumed spoke to you as the two of you looked upwards.
Camilo grumbled and visibly pouted at how somebody disturbed your quality time together, not to mention how another introduction will happen right infront of him.
"Luisa! Hey, how are you?" You smiled and fist bumped the taller female infront of you, the curly haired boy frowning in confusion at the interaction.
"I'm doing great! I also followed your advice! It's really fun to see a dandelion grow" Luisa Charmed in, the both of your now engaging in a deep conversation of who knows what.
Camilo on the other hand looked stunned, since when did the two of you meet? And a dandelion? Advice? Dude, how long is this friendship been going? How come he wasn't aware about it?
His thoughts were abruptly cut off by another voice pitching in the conversation.
"Isa! How are you doing today?" You greeted and hugged her back, Isabela smiling up at you, until her gaze landed on a lost child right beside you.
"Oh! This is my partner I was talking about" you introduced as Isabela frowned, Luisa congratulating the both of you of having a healthy relationship.
"You have horrible taste" Isabela calmly stated, although you couldn't identify who she was talking to as she faced the arepas in the counter.
"What-" "I'm not talking to you"
Camilo shut his mouth after he got cutted off, Ouch, what's up with Camilo Hate all of a sudden, You snickered at that while your lover shooted you a glare.
"Anyways, (name) you should teach me how to do flower crowns! I heard you know how to" Isabela excitedly told you, although you assumed she doesn't mean right now as people seems to be calling her.
"Sure, Whenever your free" you grinned while she happily nodded, before waving a goodbye, it was a short conversation but hey, it was an interaction.
Luisa on the other hand, was also needed for something, the piano you pressumed as she also waved a goodbye while running towards a direction to who knows what.
"I got fresh Empanada's" Julieta called out when she noticed the two of you near the food Bruno tagging along with a few rats with him, you grinned while Camilo's eyes sparkled with excitement, grabbing two Empanada's on the tray.
"Sorry I got it late, Agustin got chased by bees" she sighed at her husbands clumsiness, you waved her off, also grabbing an empanada on the tray.
"It's fine Tia, as long as Tio is okay" you smiled up at her.
"Aww sometimes I think your too nice for our Camilo"
Camilo could feel his heart shatter, I guess today really is hate on Camilo day, are you really out of his league? He thought he's the only one who thinks that.
"By the way, this is Bruno, I believe you haven't met him" Julieta Introduced as you nodded along lifting a hand up towards the boy.
"Hello, I'm (name) Camilo's partner" Bruno sort of looked stunned but softly smiled and shook you hand "I'm Bruno, but you probably already know that"
You smiled as your attention suddenly went to his rats, who were hiding in his ruana, Bruno realized this and hid them more, thinking you didn't want to see them "sorry- they are my friends, they always-" and was cut of by you.
"You should introduce me to them sometime, I would love to meet them" you grinned as Bruno starred at you at utter disbelief, his attention suddenly went to Camilo, who looked dumbstruck at what Julieta said earlier, but still listening in the conversation.
"Camilo, take care of them, she's a keeper"
"Oh my, its nice to finally meet you" a soft spoken voice slightly, caught your attention if it wasn't for Julieta looking further behind you, cutting off the telepathic conversation Camilo and Bruno were having
"Wait sorry, are we disturbing something here or?" Mariano, Dolores's partner apologised while Julieta politely shook her head.
"No, I'm afraid your not" she smiled before adding, holding both of yours and Camilo's shoulder by each hand "well, we'llleave the four of you to it, I have to find Agustin before he gets stings again"
"And I have to find Roberto too" Bruno added to Julieta's statement as you nodded in understanding.
The four of you bid your goodbyes, you mentally thinking why every encounter you engage on another one, however, you do not decide the plot of this story.
Once Julieta and Bruno took their leave, Dolores excitedly held both of your hands, she probably wanted to see you for so long but your paths couldn't cross with the things the both of you had to do.
"Hi, I'm Dolores, Camilo's sister and I want you to know that Camilo once peed thinking that you will reject him" she introduced, calmly stating an embarrassing moment like it didn't affect the person involved which by the way was now trying to prohibit his sister to tell more.
"Okay okay, I won't tell her more, But I want you to know is that my dear brother loves you dearly and would die to save you, me and Mariano have been trying to get the both of you together when we saw you play with the children with him"
Completely ignoring her word, Dolores continued embarrassing her brother more, but fortunately for Camilo, its hiss first time the whole day to hear someone say the both of you are meant to be together, like two peas in a pod.
Although the sweet moment didn't last long as abuela also approached the four of you, ah yes the final boss, it may not seem to be for others as abuela stopped being into 'perfection' after the fall of Casita, but to Camilo, getting Abuela's blessing is like winning the lottery.
"Dolores, if you may" She slightly told her, The girl beside you, nodding away and headed to the dance floor with Mariano, the both of them swaying to the music with smiles on her face, of course not before telling you to meet up with her right after.
You looked at Abuela a soft smile on your face, yes your partner may told his issues to you about her abuela before but then again, you understood her perspective but you don't encourage it either.
She softly smiled towards you to, then to Camilo "I'm happy for you Camilo" gently, she took her hand in hers, your partner stunned at what the older female said.
"Please take care of him as I couldn't do so" she softly told you, your eyes slightly blurred on you, it wasn't emotional oh dear no—you just know the history of those words that made it emotional.
You removed your hands from her hold, taking her own and smiled to her, Camilo on the sidelines looking at the both of you, still slightly stunned but very happy, more likely very happy at the next words you spoke.
"I will, always"
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lady-vixen-17 · 2 years
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Cedar Box (Dolores Madrigal x Fem!Reader)
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Description: You were her best friend growing up, her first love, is it really okay to move on? It’s been years but the hurt still burns like the day she found out you were gone forever. Can she really move on and love someone else… especially when you saved a spot for her to lay with you in the end.
~ I’ve been laying in this box made out of cedar ~
Y/n and Dolores giggled quietly, struggling to stifle their laughs as they peaked around the small cubby door to watch as a head of wild fiery hair whipped around, brow raised as a smile soon pulled at Pepa’s lips. “Hmm, guess we’ve lost those two, more food for us” Y/n gasped and looked to Dolores before she crawled out from the hiding space Casita had made for them. “Did she make arepas?” Y/n bounced on her tiptoes as she spoke and smiled up at Pepa, who with an amused smile patted Y/n’s hair down affectionately. “She knows those are you’re favourite right now, so she made extra~” Y/n giggled as her cheek was pinched softly before she turned, smile dropping as her eyes searched for Dolores once she realized she wasn’t followed. “Dol?”
It was quiet a moment before Dolores slowly crawled out from a small cubby with a frown. “I can’t believe you sold us out for Tía’s food” Y/n shook her head. “I don’t get to have it much since I don’t get hurt, I’m sorry though” Dolores stood up quietly, her arms crossing as a pout crossed her features. “Pouts don’t belong on a face as pretty as yours” Y/n hummed happily as she reached for Dolores hand and pulled her close to her side and tugged her gently towards the kitchen; Eyes lighting up as she shifted her attention to Dolores, smile widening at the small smile she caught growing on the older girls features. “Just because it’s your birthday, happy 6th birthday Y/n”
~ For a lifetime or two ~
“Dolores?” The 14 year old hummed and shifted her honey eyes, locking eye with Y/n with a small smile. “I enjoy our chats” Dolores nodded after a moment and sat up straighter as Casita gently bumped her back. “I do too. Are you coming to my birthday?” Y/n nodded quickly. “Of course I am amiga, I wouldn’t forgive myself if I missed it!” Dolores flinched back slightly and strained a small uncomfortable smile to Y/n. “I’m sorry.” Dolores took in a deep breath, uncomfortableness easing as she shook her head “it’s okay, it just surprised me is all”
Y/n sighed and slumped forward elbows resting on her knees, as she tilted her head in Dolores direction. “No. I should be more considerate” sitting up straight Y/n smiled “I got it” she took in a breath and breathed out her next sentence in a quiet whisper. “If I talk quiet - being with me with be easier on you, and I won’t be too loud for you” Dolores smiled and shook her head, a laugh falling off her lips as she looked away from Y/n. “It’s no fair” Dolores smile fell and she quickly looked back to Y/n. “What’s not fair?” Huffing Y/n looked away from Dolores with a small pout. “You’re too pretty for your own good” Dolores took in a soft surprised breath before she shifted her attention to Y/n’s eyes.
“Isabela is the prettier one” the sentence was finished with a sheepish laugh and Y/n huffed, annoyed as she lost Dolores’ gaze, the young Madrigal seated unfazed, as if that sentence was one she heard and said a lot. “Not in my eyes, no one’s as pretty as you” honey doe eyes met with E/C ones and Dolores found herself searching for any sign that Y/n didn’t mean what she said. She took in a deep breath before her eyes flickered to Y/n’s lips for only a second. She found herself gravitating towards Y/n, lost in her eyes.
“Y/n!” Swallowing thickly Dolores sat back tensely, blinking a few times quickly before she shook her head and looked for the source of the loud voice. Her eyes landed on her younger brothers frame before hands quickly covered her ears. “Camilo! Not so loud!” The 8 year old huffed and crossed his arms before he spun himself into Y/n. “CaMilo NoT sO lOud” he mocked back before laughing at the annoyed glare he received from Y/n. “Enough now Camilo, what do you want?” Dolores gently tapped Y/n’s hands as she spoke, and turned to smile thankfully at the younger girl before she turned her attention back to Camilo. “Also apologize” Camilo sighed exaggeratedly before he shifted back into himself. “Tía wants to know if she should be setting a place for Y/n tonight.” Y/n lowered her hands to rest on Dolores shoulders before smiling at Camilo. “I love Señorita Julieta’s food, if I’m allowed to I’d love to stay”
~ Thought the two of us had plans for us to meet here ~
“Eat my tías food, that will help” Y/n sighed and shook her head. “It’s not. I’ve eaten so much and it’s still hurts” Dolores sighed and slumped forward, her head resting on Y/n’s shoulder, her ears strained to listen to the uneven thrumming of her heart. “You need to tell your parents” Y/n shook her head softly before tilting her head to rest atop Dolores. “I don’t want to worry them with something your tía’s food can’t even fix.” Dolores sigh as Y/n wrapped her arms around Dolores tightly. “Well - maybe - Maybe they can figure something out!” Dolores flinched back at her own raised voice and pulled herself away from Y/n’s grasp. “Dol, it’s okay…”
“No! I love you too much to just sit back and watch! I’m telling you’re parents -“ teeth clashed with teeth a second before Dolores pulled back, eyes wide and confused at the shocked face of Y/n. “I’m so sorry Dolores I didn’t-“ Dolores huffed and leaned forward, gently kissing Y/n’s cheek with a soft sigh, eyes closed as she bathed in Y/n’s warmth, and finally being close to her. Opening her eyes Dolores slowly shifted her attention to Y/n’s E/C eyes, finding stubborn and curious eyes already looking back at her.
“Please” Dolores breath ghosted over Y/n’s cheeks as the two gazed into each others eyes, desperation in one and stubbornness burning in the other. “I love you. I don’t want to lose you because you’re too stubborn to ask for help” Y/n shut her eyes tightly, ignoring the tightening in her throat as gentle lips grazed over trembling lips and Y/n sucked in a shaky breath before she leaned into the kiss. Y/n pulled back slightly, her lips ghosting over Dolores as she spoke quietly. “Alright… alright okay fine, only because it’s you” Dolores reached up slowly, hand gently wiping tears that fell with a gentle hand.
~ So I waited for you ~
“How did I know.” Pepa smiled happily at the two before her, a warmth radiating from her as she reached forward and pulled the two close to her body. “My baby is growing up too quickly!” A small speckles of rain started to sprinkle the three as Pepa held them in a tight hug, refusing to let them go. “Mamí, please! You’re going to get us wet” Dolores stifled a laugh for only a moment before she was humming happily, her eyes locking with Y/n happily. “I told you, nothing to worry about”
~ And as the great beyond called out for me to come on home I didn’t go into the light ~
A knock sounded through the air and the bedroom door softly creaked open. “Dolores, mi vida.” Dolores hummed and turned her attention to the door of her room and to Pepa, her eyes clouding with curiosity. “How long have you been in your room today?“ Dolores lowered her book to her lap and licked her lips in thought. “All day, I’ve been a little overwhelmed the last few days… why?” Pepa sighed and closed the door quietly, her eyes down cast as she walked over to Dolores bed. She quietly sat down at the edge of Dolores bed, her arms opening as she gently urged Dolores to sit up. When Dolores sat up she quickly noticed the trickle of tears at the corner of Pepa’s eyes. “Mamí? What’s wrong?” Pepa shook her head as she took in a deep breath, her hands pulling Dolores in to a tight hug. “Mamí?”
“You know Y/n’s health has been on a decline for a few years now…”
~ Didn’t wanna walk along that winding road ~
Dolores huffed quietly as she dragged her gaze away from Mariano. Heart clenching as she took in a deep breath, desperate to find a distraction. Something to pull her attention from Mariano. A hand reached forward and grasped her arm gently. A quiet throat clearing filled Dolores ears and she instantly turned, eyes on the hand. With wide surprised eyes Dolores followed the arm to meet nearly eye to eye with Mariano. “I know you might not want to talk to me, as it feels like you’ve been ignoring me… but” Mariano lifted a piece of paper, catching Dolores’ attention. “I wrote a poem for you” Mariano smiled confidently, eyes shimmering with anticipation as he stood taller. He peeked once more at the paper before letting his hand roam down to Dolores hand, he squeezed gently before nodding to himself.
“It’s cheesy… but it’s written from the heart…. Roses are red, violets are blue-“ Dolores’ breath caught in her throat and she instantly pulled her hand back, her eyes wide as she stumbled back over her own feet. Tilting his head in confusion Mariano smiled nervously, concern pooling in his eyes as he took a hesitant step forward. “Dolores?” A hand gently found the small of Dolores back and she turned quickly, body tensing as her eyes locked with the worried eyes of Pepa. “Breath mí vida”
“Roses are red, violets are blue, have I mentioned I’m in love with you?” Dolores breathing spiked and she clenched her jaw, eyes screwed shut as she turned away from Mariano, her arms thrown around Pepa’s shoulders as a staggered breath was dragged in. “I remember you said you liked poems, so….” Voices were muffled as rain numbingly fell on the two. “Roses are red, violets are blue, love never crossed my mind until the day I met you” a familiar giggle echoed in Dolores ears as she allowed herself to be led up the stairs and to her room.
“Roses and violets… why’s it always those?” Y/n hummed to herself quietly eyes shifting to look up at Dolores’ curious doe eyes. “I’ll tell you…. On one condition” Dolores tilted her head a small smile pulling at her lips. “Marry me” Dolores squeaked quietly, surprise crossing her features as she processed Y/n’s words. “Marry…. Me?” Y/n hummed in content, pen tapping teasingly in amusement “I’d love to, thought you’d never ask amada. Now this is for you” Y/n folded the paper and held it out to Dolores, leaning forward to kiss her softly. Y/n pulled back slowly, smiling as her eyes caught the flush brushing at Dolores cheeks. “Read it in a week, now. My end of the deal. Roses represent romance, love, beauty, and courage.” Dolores nodded and Y/n kissed The tip of Dolores nose. “Violets represent truth and loyalty, while also embodying a sense of modesty, spiritual wisdom and humility”
Dolores gripped the worn page tightly, eyes clouding with tears as she read over the lines, a poem she had engrained in her mind from the very moment it became hers.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
You asked me today
If I'd marry you
Kissing my lips, cherry red
Your eyes shining blue
I said I would love
To spend a lifetime with you
~ Con Amor.
Y/n
~ For fear of leaving you behind ~
“Dolores?” The young adult took in a breath, and turned her head away from the sound of Camilo’s voice. “Leave me alone Camilo” Camilo sighed and stepped quietly into Dolores’ room, the door shutting with a soft click, his arms instantly wrapped around Dolores’ frame. “It’s okay to miss her” Dolores’ body shuddered and she tried to stifle the sob that clawed at her throat. “I miss her, mamí misses her, Papí too.” Arms slowly wrapped around Camilo, tightening as a sob finally escaped without restraint. “Everyone misses Y/n so much, but” Camilo gently rubbed Dolores back, his cheek gently resting on top of Dolores head as he stared at the picture of Dolores and Y/n on her bedside table.
“You’re allowed to move on, you’re allowed to love again, just because she was your first love… doesn’t mean she has to be your last.” Dolores shook her head, eyes closing as she fought back tears, fought to find her voice and struggled to force breaths down her throat. “I - I can’t” hands tightened on Camilo’s yellow chameleon ruana and the teen staggered a sigh. “I loved Y/n like a sister” Camilo’s voice wavered as he spoke and he took in a deep breath to ground himself. “I thought the two of you were going to have a big beautiful wedding one day… but… I feel like… maybe Y/n sent Mariano to you for a reason… to help heal you’re broken heart” Camilo tightened his arms, and closed his eyes as tears stung at the corner of his eyes. “Another chance at love, one you didn’t have to take if you didn’t want”
~ And now I’m stuck between the never and the forever just the same ~
Dolores took in a breath, her eyes closed as she soaked in the sun, the breeze, the noises. “Mi amor… I think I’m in love with him” she spoke softly into the breeze, hands raising to rub at her closed eyes. She took in a deep breath before she opened her eyes and looked down, eyes trailing over the marked grave before she shifted her eyes to empty spot next to it. “I wish my gift was to hear the dead…” groaning softly in frustration Dolores sat down with a rough thud, uncaring of the dirt splotches her dress was sure to have when she had to leave. “He’s so much like you… but so different… he’s loud…” Dolores let out a unenthusiastic laugh, hands pulling at the grass softly to distract herself.
“Mamí told me you asked for this spot to be saved… was it supposed to be for me?” Dolores listened to the chip of birds, her eyes shifting to the engraved name and dates. “What if I forget… I don’t want to forget.” Swallowing the lump in her throat Dolores sighed. “Everything is so…. So confusing, a part of me is missing without you…. But” shifting her attention Dolores looked up to the sky. “I can’t help but cling to that familiar feeling… of being loved… of loving” Dolores raised a hand to rest over her heart, feeling the beating rhythm before she spoke once more.
“I’m stuck up in you but my body feels likes it’s working against me… pushing me to love him… is that your doing?”
~ All cause I sat here in the cold, and dark, and waited for you and you never came ~
Dolores smiled happily up at Mariano, eyes shimmering with a smitten gleam. “Will you marry me Dolores” without missing a beat the young adult nodded, her ears for the first time in a long time not bothered by the loudness of her family, and the communities shouts of excitement and happiness.
I waited, in the dark, for you to be by my side once more, saved a spot for you to lay with me. I knew it wasn’t guaranteed, to have you in my arms once more but our love was strong and my heart could only beat for you.
Yours beats for another now. No matter how much I pulled, selfishly so I wanted you all to myself. To forever call you mine and forever be yours. It only makes sense that my selfish ways would push your soul to another, so now I lay here by myself. Forever to roam these empty halls with echos of memories.
So as I screamed your name, as you said ‘I do’ I felt my footing crumble. Because I’m selfish and I wanted you to myself. Today is you’re day though. You’re happy, and although it feels like ice when I reach for you I can’t help but smile; as you laugh… as you smile… as you live your life that I could not live with you.
I could never hate you after all. My soul only knows love for you mi amada.
But… I’ve since lost my sense of direction, running for you, and I’m forever embraced by the numbing nothingness I call my afterlife. I ran from the light and warmth to stay by you, and now it’s turned it’s back on me as I desperately grasp for footings in the dark. Every step I take to the light takes me two steps closer to you. For my souls seems bound to you, forever destined to be alone, in the cold and dark.
You’re happy… that’s all I could have asked for, so I’d spend a thousand lifetimes like this.
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lafamiliamadrigalpt · 11 months
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Random narrator: “This is Y/n. Y/n loves their personal space.”
*Camilo hugging Y/n tightly*
Random narrator: “This is Camilo. Camilo also loves Y/n’s personal space.”
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zafirosreverie · 6 months
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Change the future part 3
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part 1
a/n: Still on hiatus, just wanted to post something on the triplets' birthday
a/n2: I don’t even know what ship is this about anymore
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"At some point you're going to have to talk to her about this"
"But that won’t be today, Pepa"
Julieta said as she continued to cook, deliberately ignoring the way her pulse raced and her nerves stood on edge. She didn't even need to turn around to know that her sister was rolling her eyes as she leaned against the door frame. She knew the redhead was right, but she didn't have the will or the courage to face this thing she had been running from for weeks and only one thought lived rent free in her mind. 
Y/N’s back.
Her head was spinning just remembering the moment she saw you again. You were thinner, you had more gray hair, and a couple of new wrinkles around your eyes, but you were still her Y/N, warm, simple, and unbelievably beautiful.
She didn't like to admit that she probably would have thrown herself into your arms without thinking if it weren't for Isabela, who had been faster than her. Things hadn’t been easy for her and her two remaining daughters, so the moment they saw you appear over the hill, the three of them had run out of the house not caring that the rest of the family looked at them in confusion.
Isabela didn't even bother to slow her run before she crashed into the open arms you offered her and your joyous laughter made her stomach feel weird, as if thousands of butterflies woke up inside her. You had shared many things in your letters during all those years, and for that time, Julieta allowed herself to think that it was enough, but the universe showed her how wrong she was when, having you in front of her once more, her heart seemed to cry happy tears, as if a piece of her had finally come back to complete her puzzle.
She didn't have time to think about it though, not when her precious Mirabel, now so big and beautiful, lunged at her, hiding her face in her neck, crying and telling her how much she had missed her. It took her brain a moment to recognize that the young woman in her arms was, in fact, her youngest daughter, her baby, but once that settled in her mind, it was like all the weight of the world was finally lifted from her shoulders.
"You're so beautiful, mija" she whispered, not even bothering to stop the tears that ran down her cheeks.
Mirabel had smiled waterily at her, whispering a soft thank you and saying again how much she had missed her. The girl dulled in her mother’s scent for a while, just trying to find the comfort she needed when she left so many years ago, and sighed happily before gasping and pulling away from her to run to the person behind her.
"Tía Pepa!!"
The brunette barely had a few seconds to laugh at the way her daughter was scooped up by the redhead before she herself was tackled by two familiarly strange and warm bodies.
"Tía Juli, look! I'm almost as tall as you!"
"Tía, tía, tía, I already know how to cook! And look! I cut my hair!"
"We brought you presents!"
"But mine are better because I love you more"
"Not true! I love her more!"
"No, I love her more!"
Julieta only managed to laugh softly while Joaquín and María clung to each of her arms and fought for her attention; they had five years of conversations to catch up with her after all. It really felt like time hadn't passed, even though your children were no longer the little babies she saw leaving that night. And then there was you.
You, who had smiled at her with complicity from your own tangle of hugs with Luisa and Isabela, you, who had been her rock, her pillar, and her cane even when you were so far away. You, who were stirring her entire being with your mere presence. You, who had approached her, hugged her when your children still held her arms hostage. You, who had whispered in her ear that little confession that haunted her dreams.
"I was dying to see you again, Eta...I missed you so much"
At that time, she had simply wriggled out of your children's grasp and returned the gesture, trying not to get lost on your warmth (even if she really wanted to cry), having you there was a huge relief, and all the stress and anxiety that had been eating at her insides for years was finally beginning to dissipate, her usually tormented mind was quickly being filled with a single thought: you were here.
"I missed you too" she managed to say, looking into your eyes with a small smile
"Yes, yes, will you get out of here please? There are people who also want to greet Y/N”
Julieta blinked a bit as her sister pulled her away from you and she didn't miss the way you looked at her half amused and half confused before returning Pepa's tight hug. She couldn't blame you, her sister had never been as close to you as she was, but she supposed that after everything that had happened since you left, the redhead's conception of you had changed. Well, at least you knew you had both of your sisters-in-law on your side.
“It's good to see you again, Pepa” you said as you separated “You haven't aged a bit…you don't even have gray hair! I need to know your secret"
"Oh, Y/N" she laughed "it's good to have you back"
"Her secret is to annoy me so that I’m the one getting gray hair and not her'' Julieta joked, crossing her arms.
You looked between the sisters while Pepa rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue at the brunette, a gesture that the older triplet returned. Your mind struggled to catch up on it all, because you really couldn't remember the last time you'd seen them tease each other so openly, it was pretty cute.
The rest of the meeting was pretty adorable too. Joaquín and María used Félix as a climbing pole, while the man just laughed, Luisa and Isabela told you as much as they could, asking you questions while you tried to pay attention to both of them. Julieta thought that her daughter would ask about Agustín, or that she would be upset with her for their divorce, but Mirabel was quick to give her a hug and assure her that she didn't blame her or cared about him.
The brunette didn't have to wonder much where her youngest daughter was learning to handle the situation, because at that moment you intervened, gently squeezing the girl's shoulder.
"He couldn't bear to lose a daughter so he abandoned the other two? Math ain mathin" you said.
Julieta had just smiled gratefully at you as you winked at her, and for a moment everything felt good, like things were really starting to go back to normal, the way they should be. And then…then you saw Bruno. 
The moment your eyes locked on the man hiding behind his mother would never leave her mind. Your eyes, which had been filled with warmth and kindness to everyone, turned cold and filled with a deep sadness that you desperately tried to disguise as disgust. And yet, she couldn't even pretend that she felt bad for her brother.
"Y/N" the man greeted awkwardly, forcing a guilty smile "...you look good."
"Bruno" you answered dryly
The air was charged with an intense tension that everyone could feel in their bones, as if it could be cut with a knife, or as if one wrong move could shatter such a surreal scene into a thousand pieces.
"It's good to see you again"
"I wish I could say the same"
Julieta felt in her own chest the dagger that you were burying on Bruno, who at least had the decency to look at the ground with remorse, but she knew you better.
It wasn't that you wanted to be cruel to the man you had loved more than life, but precisely that love you had for him had hurt you too much, it had destroyed you and it had hurt your children too. You were only trying to protect the hearts you had worked so hard to repair.
"What are you doing here?" Alma asked, looking at you with hate
"I came to see my family" you answered with the most neutral voice you could, but your hands were shaking
"This is no longer your family"
"Mom-" the older triplet tried to intervene.
"You shut up!" The older woman yelled, making everyone jump "Wasn't it enough for you to help this damn woman break the family?! Now you welcome her back with open arms?! After she stole my grandchildren?! Your own daughter?!"
"I didn't steal anyone! They are my children" you defended yourself.
You really didn't want to cause a scene, especially with all the children present, and because more than once you had to comfort Mirabel after waking up to the recurring nightmare involving her grandmother yelling at her. But that woman drove you mad with extreme ease.
"They would have been better here!" Alma replied "Away from your wicked hands. They belonged here, they wanted to stay here!"
"That's not true! My children wanted to go with me!"
"You had no right! They are Bruno's children!"
"He abandoned them!" Julieta yelled, making everyone look at her.
She could feel her heart racing, blood pooling in her cheeks, and a single look at her brother told her that she had finished erasing the faint ghost of what had once been her relationship with him, but she didn't care.
She couldn't care, not when she could see out of the corner of her eye how Mirabel was hiding behind you, how Isabela tried her best to appear calm but her hands moved as if she could still command an army of plants to defend her sisters.
Not when she could see Pepa and Felix trying to create a weak barrier with their bodies between their children and Alma, when Dolores hugged Camilo as if he was a little child in the hope that no one would hurt her brother again.
And especially not when she could feel your own fear, sadness, and despair as Joaquín and María clung to her own sides, suddenly terrified of who had once been a loving grandmother to them. Everything was wrong, everything was damaged beyond repair, there was nothing left for her to break, but she still had a family, a broken one, but a family nonetheless and she had to protect them, no matter from whom.
"How dare you talk about your brother like that?" Alma whispered dangerously "how dare you when you allowed your daughter to be kidnapped?!" that seemed to wake you up.
"Bruno left without saying anything, without caring about us, Julieta just protected us, all of us" you said, placing a hand on your sister-in-law's shoulder.
You didn't know if it was a bad choice of words or action, perhaps both, but you could see the moment when your mother-in-law's eyes flashed with an intense fire fueled by hatred and resentment. You barely managed to see her hand in the air and by intuition you closed your eyes, waiting for the blow.
"Don't you ever dare-"
 But it never came.
"IT'S ENOUGH!" 
You opened your eyes to see Julieta holding Alma's hand firmly, preventing it from getting to you. Julieta, the golden daughter of the Madrigal family, the sweetest and most loving woman you'd ever meet, defying the woman who once commanded respect with her mere presence. Although, was it really respect? Or was it fear? You thought that, deep down, it was the latter.
It really was a surreal scene, as if everything was frozen around you. But a voice in the back of your mind told you that it shouldn't surprise you so much, after all, this was also the woman who had made one of the most difficult decisions of her life in order to protect her daughter, the one who had broken blood ties in order to keep the rest of her family safe, the one who, no matter how much it hurt her to be separated from her brother and mother, still got up every day for the others’ sake.
No, it definitely shouldn't surprise you that if anyone had the strength to face Alma and everything that entailed, it was precisely the one who was once the brightest star in the family constellation.
Julieta Madrigal was many things, beautiful, brave, strong, maternal, affectionate and loyal, but she also hid a wolf inside her, one that was already fed up with seeing how her pack was threatened. She was ready to get the fangs out, and you were beginning to see why the rest had trusted her to be the head of the family.
"You insolent-"
"I SAID THAT’S ENOUGH!" the brunette growled, still holding her mother's hand "I've been patient with you, mother, but not anymore."
You could hear a couple of gasps behind you, and you weren't too surprised when Pepa approached you like a scared little girl while Mirabel hugged her. If you didn't know that the miracle was gone, you would think that the icy wind that enveloped you was your sister-in-law’s fault.
"Let go, Julieta-"
"I'm not going to let you talk like that to Y/N" she replied, you could see that she was squeezing the older woman's hand tightly, and from Alma's expression, it was obvious that it hurt, but it seemed like no one could move as you witnessed "the next time you raise your hand to her, me, or anyone in this family, it will be the last time you have a family"
That was a sentence that you yourself could feel in your bones. There was absolutely no trace of compassion or kindness in the older triplet's voice, nor did it leave any doubt that she would keep her word. It was a perfect ultimatum, one that even Alma seemed to understand, because she didn't utter a word as her daughter released her and walked back to the house.
The rest of you looked at each other for a few seconds before Pepa, with Mirabel still in her arms, went after her sister, causing the rest to follow her, including your children, who passed by Bruno without even looking at him, and ran to reach the hands of their favorite aunt. Your mother-in-law just muttered something about going with the Guzmáns and she walked away, disappearing into the night.
Only you and Bruno were left, both looking at each other with surprise, doubt and a little fear. Your eyes seemed to ask a thousand questions but neither of you understood what they were. In the end, you simply sighed and lightly hugged the man who, you must have reminded yourself, was still your husband.
"This wasn't how I expected tonight to go" you confessed lightly.
"It was something that was destined to happen" he whispered "if this didn't explode before it was only because Juli always had the patience of a saint... but I guess everything has a limit"
"I'm so sorry" you said to yourself, guilt beginning to rise in you "if I hadn't-"
"Don't, it wasn't because of you" he smiled a little "...things have been tense between them since before I even met you."
"Really?" you frowned "but...it seemed like she was the favorite daughter"
"She was the closest to the perfect doll mom had in mind" he corrected you "And it only got worse when we turned 5"
"When you got the gifts?"
"Yes" he sighed and looked at his hands "Pepa and I suffered a lot for our gifts, but we always knew that Julieta had it worse"
"Why?"
"Because she's the one who looks the most like dad" he answered, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world "If she hadn't been born a woman, I assure you, she would be his living portrait"
You thought about it for a moment. You had seen Pedro Madrigal's portrait many times, and although you had never paid much attention to physical details, you had always believed that he radiated a warmth that you only knew from his eldest daughter. It made sense that Alma would have seen the ghost of her late husband in her, and at that moment, something clicked on you.
"And Julieta's gift allowed her to help the community like no one else could" you looked him in the eye "Despite the exhaustion and fatigue, she was always ready to help others... like your father"
"That's right" he agreed.
"But...her gift made her absorb others’ pain" you continued, with the pieces falling into place in your mind quickly "she was in constant suffering...Alma made her reenact Pedro's sacrifice every day"
"And Pepa and I couldn't do anything"
You looked at Bruno for a moment. Despite being the youngest, he looked terribly tired, his eyes swam in deep sadness, his hands trembled and he looked incredibly fragile. Your heart forgot all about anger and disappointment, and was quickly filled with the same affection you had felt for him the first time you met him, a tender and childish love, pure and sincere. He was a brother who felt guilty for not protecting his sister.
"You love her" you said, it wasn't a question.
"As you don't have an idea" he answered anyway "when I came back, it was her arms that I wanted to feel, not mom's" he admitted "but she was furious with me, and with good reason. I shouldn't have left, I shouldn't have left you or the children, I shouldn't have allowed mom to treat Mirabel like that...I should have done things differently...but that doesn't matter now"
You looked at him sympathetically and put a hand on his shoulder so that he looked at you. He seemed so lost, like a kid who has broken something and didn't know how to apologize to mom. Yes, there were too many things that maybe he could have done differently, you too. But that no longer mattered, time was not going to come back and all you could do was start walking towards the best option you had now, and you both knew that that option had a name.
"Have you tried talking to her?" you asked softly
"Mom is always by my side" he said "And I n-never have the courage to talk to her when we're alone, I…I just don't want her to hate me more"
"She doesn't hate you" you said immediately "she could never hate you... you're her baby brother, and we both know that deep down, there will always be a place in her heart for you, no matter how hard Alma tries to keep you from getting back on good terms with her."
"I feel like I've failed her too much" he murmured, looking at the ground "It doesn't matter what I do anymore, our relationship is broken beyond repair...B-but I love her, that's why I try to keep mom busy with me and leave the rest of us alone. I love her and Pepa, and-and I love our family, my nephews, my nieces, my children...and you"
Your cheeks warmed at the last words, and by the way his eyes looked everywhere but at you, you knew he hadn't expected that confession to slip out of him either, at least not at the moment. You smiled and hugged him again, trying not to let the discomfort touch you.
"Talk to her, Bruno" you said "I'm sure you can fix things...so can we" you smiled
He looked at you hopefully and slowly smiled back, walking silently beside you as you went back to the house. You both knew this wasn't a mend, that there was still too much going on between you, but at least you were headed in the right direction. After all, you'd already fallen in love with him once, who said it couldn't happen twice?
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Except that the first time you hadn't had your sister-in-law's face on your mind, nor had you had a little five-year-old nephew rock your entire world with a simple question.
You really couldn't blame the little guy. Antonio was just a child trying to catch up with the changing situation of his family, he was learning to live with some cousins and an aunt he never knew and you knew you had to be patient with his questions.
You had to admit that he was adorable, and despite Pepa's teasing, it was nice to have him behind you all day. Joaquín and María had become his best friends immediately and it was obvious that he was replacing your son as Mirabel's favorite cousin.
Speaking of your children, both of them were making a titanic effort to stay away from their grandmother, but they were spending more and more time with their father, which seemed to be the first steps towards Bruno becoming part of the "good side" of the family again, as the children liked to call it.
Your relationship with him was still in the mending process, but at least you could say you were friends again, which seemed to relieve Pepa, one less battle to fight between her siblings, you guessed.
The problem was Julieta.
She was still your favorite sister-in-law and your best friend, without a doubt, but things were starting to get weird for you when you realized that she was slowly becoming your favorite person too. You seemed unable to stop your smile every time you saw her and your heart raced when you heard her laugh.
It was a terribly familiar and terrifying feeling, because you knew that she shouldn't have that effect on you, that you shouldn't feel with her what you once felt with Bruno. And yet you couldn't stop.
As much as you tried to lie to yourself, it was obvious that you were always trying to be with her, whether it was helping her cook or just chatting with her over coffee, it didn't matter, you just wanted to be close to her. You felt bad for a while, but then you started noticing the way she would blush every time you smiled at her or how she would look at you when she thought you weren't paying attention.
You were both playing a dangerous game, but it somehow felt so…natural, like that was the only logical path for you. You didn't expect that to be confirmed by the miracle itself.
It was one afternoon when, a few days after finishing the reconstruction of Casita, you and Julieta were sitting in the kitchen, just talking, you were telling her about the first dress that Mirabel made when Camilo ran in, his eyes full of emotion and fear in equal measure.
"Tías, you have to come quickly" he told you
"What's going on?" Julieta asked, even as you both were already getting up
"You have to see it for yourself"
You and the brunette looked at each other curiously for a second before hurrying after your older nephew. The rest of the family was already there and you only had to look in the same direction to understand the commotion. The candle was back.
Well, not exactly. The candle itself was there, but it was out. Still, you knew what that could mean for your family, you knew what they could get back if they managed to make it shine again. The question was, how?
"Mom, you have to take it" Mirabel said excitedly
"What?"
"Think about it Juli" Pepa agreed "you're the new head of the family, you should be the one to protect the candle now... right?"
"I… I guess"
Julieta looked at you for a moment, and you could see the doubt and anxiety in her eyes, so you just smiled and nodded, hoping that was enough comfort for her. The brunette returned your smile before approaching the candle. Her hands trembled and you did not doubt that memories of when she received her gift, more than 45 years ago, passed through her mind.
You all held your breath as the older triplet's hands carefully took hold of the candle and a current passed through you. It was soft and warm, just like a tickle. You waited a moment, but nothing else happened. You could see the disappointment in the rest of the family, especially the brunette, but they all faked supportive smiles.
"Maybe we need to call-"
"No Juli, we don't need her"
You were a bit surprised by Pepa's tone, but you could understand. Alma hadn't been back since the night you returned to Encanto, taking refuge with the Guzmans ever since. It hurt a little that this distanced Dolores from Mariano, but no one could deny that everyone breathed more peace since she was gone. It didn't seem strange to you that they refused to call her now.
"It's because tía Y/N isn’t close" Antonio said suddenly, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world
"Excuse me?" you blinked
"Abuela's candle was lit because Abuelo loved her" the boy explained.
You all looked at him like he was growing another head, but deep down, you all wanted to know the reasoning behind that little head. After all, the little ones always have the most creative solutions.
"What does that have to do with tía Y/N, Antonio?" Mirabel asked softly
"Tía Y/N loves tía Julieta" he said "the candle has to light if she's around her girlfriend, right?"
You didn't even need Dolores' gift to hear a pin drop, not when the room was deathly silent. You looked at Julieta out of the corner of your eye and you could see that her face was redder than a tomato, and you doubted that you were better. Your heart was racing like crazy, your hands were sweating and you could feel the anxiety building up in you.
How could a five-year-old boy understand better than you the forbidden feelings that had been blooming in you for your sister-in-law? Had you been too obvious? Did the others notice it too? God, you didn't even want to look at Bruno.
"Mami! mami!"
María's voice brought you out of your thoughts and you looked at her worriedly. Your daughter just looked at you in amazement and pointed with her little hand to the place where your attention should be. You hadn't even realized that you had approached Julieta, but now you were facing each other, with the candle between you and a small flame sprouting. 
“It can’t be” you heard Isabela whispering while Pepa gasped
The moment you took a step back, the small flame went out. The brunette looked at you for a second before slowly approaching you again, causing the candle to relight. It wasn't a strong, magical glow like the one it had before the whole disaster, but it was a promise that you’d get the miracle back.
Except that neither you nor Julieta wanted to think about what the miracle was asking of you, or what that meant for both of you and your respective families.
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Hello, I hope ur having a lovely day. ^^ (I have a fic request for Encanto, 22 yrs old btw)
May I request, Bruno Madrigalxfem!reader, in which they have a couple dynamic similar to Roger and Jessica rabbit. The reader is one of the most beautiful and sought out woman in all of the village, villagers constantly ask for her hand/show interest in her, not knowing she’s already in a relationship with Bruno. 🥰 If it were up to her, she would gladly and proudly display their relationship to the village but Bruno told her to keep it a secret for now since he feels like he’ll ruin her reputation 🥺
Maybe one day the madrigals are having a family dinner together and Bruno decides to tell his family about his gf but no one believes him, they all think he’s lying about being in a relationship 😭 even Mirabel struggles to fully believe him even though she tries to be optimistic about it lol. Until his gf actually shows up one day and the whole family is shocked 😂 not only is he in a relationship but he scored the most sought out woman in the village. 😂
The villagers to the reader: “What do u even see in that guy!?!?” 🤨
Reader: “He makes me laugh 😏”
Bcuz of this experience, reader decides it’s time to no longer hide their relationship. And proudly shows off her man to the village, lots of pda with a very flustered but happy Bruno. 😊💕✨After all that, Reader and Bruno have a picnic date together, where smut ensues~👀✨
(BONUS POINTS if reader is taller than Bruno 😭🙏🏻✨)
(Sorry for the long request. I tried to be specific as possible, no worries if u can’t write all of it ^^)
Thanks again and have a good day. ❤️
Mi Vida (Bruno Madrigal x F!Reader)
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Pairing: Bruno Madrigal x F!Reader Category: Fluff/Smut  Warnings: PDA, Secret (not so secret) Relationship, Unwanted Flirting, Hand Jobs, Oral Sex (M! and F! Receiving), Delayed Orgasm, Sub!Bruno Madrigal, Unprotected P in V Sex (You Know to the Drill), Cowgirl Position, Semi-Public Sex, Cumming Too Quickly, Cum Eating, Swearing, Pet Names   Word Count: 6.5k+ A/N: OMG Bruno is literally my favorite Disney character! 😭🙏🏻💗 Thank you so much for your sweet request and I hope you enjoy!
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“¡Muchas gracias, Señora (L/N)!” Mirabel chirped as she took the box of fresh Aborrajados from you [Thank you very much, Ms!]. You smiled and gave the young woman a short nod, some flour still caked on your face after rushing over from your bakery.
“De nada, Mirabel,” you smiled warmly [You're welcome]. You caught a glimpse of Bruno slinking behind one of the newly reconstructed pillars of Casita, his eyes soft and lips drawn into a sheepish smile. You giggled softly and leaned down to Mirabel. “Tell your familia I said hello,” you grinned warmly [family]. She hummed before following your line of sight. Bruno tensed and quickly tried to shift back into the shadows…only to trip over a large potted plant.
You gasped and nearly rushed to his side before he stumbled back to his feet. Bruno’s eyes were as wide as saucers as his cheeks flushed with pink. The dark-haired man flashed you a toothy grin and gave you a small wave. You giggled and waved back. Mirabel looked between the two of you and gave a small smile.
“Thank you again for the treats,” the young woman beamed. You blinked.
“Hm? Oh, you’re welcome,” you said before stealing another glance of your beloved…only to find him gone from your line of sight. "Buenas noches, Mirabel," you sighed while giving her a tired smile. The young girl gave a quick nod before you saw yourself off. A soft sigh left your lips as Casita slowly closed the front doors with a light creak. You bit the inside of your cheek as you turned on your heel, the sun already starting to set over the crest of the tall mountains surrounding the Encanto.
Suddenly, a high-pitched squeak resonated through the air. You froze in place before hearing it again, this time followed by a soft rustling of leaves. You slowly took a few steps closer towards a bush nearby, your heart pounding beneath your chest as you hesitantly pushed the branches back. You gasped when a baby capybara suddenly poked its head out; it's button eyes sparkling as it titled its head curiously. You cooed and bent down, your large, colorful skirt billowing around your legs as you picked up the tiny creature.
“Aw, que linda,” you murmured [how cute]. The little, furry pup tilted its head to the other side and sniffed your hand before squeaking happily. You laughed softly as it rubbed its head against your palm and flicked its ears. You looked up when you heard Alma Madrigal and the others gathering around in the dining room, their voices filtering through the open window just above your head.
"What are those, mi vida?" Julieta asked her youngest daughter as she carried the box of treats into the room.
"Aborrajados. (Y/N) brought them from her bakery just now," the young woman piped up. You smiled as you stroked the capybara's soft fur while it cuddled up in your lap.
"(Y/N), eh?" Felix asked. Mirabel hummed in reply as she took her seat. "I remember when your Tío Bruno had the biggest crush on her when we were teenagers," he chuckled. You cover ed your mouth and giggled as you recalled the first time you caught Bruno staring at you in the marketplace; his hand picking at a loose strand of his ruana as he gave you a shy smile.
"Aha, yep," you heard Bruno chuckle nervously before he started to drum his fingers on the table. The sound of silverware clinking filled the air as the family began to feast on their meal.
"She's always been such a sweet girl. Remember when she danced with you at Julieta's wedding?" Alma piped up. You could imagine your love tugging at the collar of his brown shirt as cleared his throat.
"S-Sí, Mamá," he muttered. A giddy smile crossed your features as you recalled him constantly muttering apologies for stepping on your feet...only for you to hush him with a quicky peck on his cheek. You've never seen someone blush such a deep shade of red in your life.
"I always wondered why she never married. She's the most beautiful woman in the whole village," Félix stated nonchalantly. You felt a gust of wind explode from the room as a low rumble of thunder reverberated across the walls. "That is…the most beautiful woman after you, mi amor," the man's voice wavered nervously. You could only imagine the look of irritation on Pepa's face.
"You know, I always wondered why she never found a husband, either," Mirabel said. You tucked your bottom lip beneath your teeth as you shifted your gaze to your beloved. His face was drawn with a tense expression as he sucked in a sharp breath, his fingers almost vibrating against the table as he bounced his leg.
"Probably because we've been seeing each other this whole time," Bruno suddenly blurted out. Your jaw dropped as the whole room went dead silent.
For so long, he refused to confess your relationship to the village...let alone his own family. You understood why - even after he “returned” to the Encanto and helped rebuild his home, quite a few villagers were still weary of the prophetic Madrigal. Despite the countless times you've reassured him that you didn't care what everyone else thought, he refused to allow his reputation to "ruin you".
You were pulled back to the present when you heard the Madrigal's whisper amongst themselves.
“Really?” Bruno’s brother-in-law, Agustín, bluntly asked.
“Agustín,” Julieta chastised her husband with a loud whisper. You peeked through the window as you cradled the pup in your arms, your fluttering as you waited for Bruno to continue. The whites of his eyes nearly swallowed the two pools of hazel resting within them as he gulped. Your beloved eventually took a deep breath and puffed out his chest a little.
“S-Sí,” he answered while knocking on the wooden surface of the table. A long pause remained as your heart skipped a beat. You anxiously held your breath as you studied the faces of everyone in the room. The family members exchanged glances before a low rumble of chuckles filtered through the dining room. You furrowed your brows as amused smiles washed over their faces.
"That's a good one, bro!" Félix chortled before slapping his hand on the table.
“B-But it’s true!” Bruno stammered as he frantically looked around. Your heart burned as you clenched your jaw and narrowed your eyes. His gaze locked with his youngest nieces as he furrowed his brows. “You believe me…right, Mirabel?” your love asked with pleading eyes. His niece tensed in her seat, her lips drawn in a tight line.
“I…I don’t know, Tío,” she sighed while looking down at her lap. Bruno's shoulders slumped as he wrung his hands together. “I mean, it’s not impossible…but how come you never really mentioned it until now?” Mirabel questioned. The chatter suddenly broke when the youngest Madrigal, Antonio, gasped.
“Where did Sofia go?!” he cried. You squeaked and ducked your head as everyone began to scramble around the dining room. You looked down at the baby capybara and raised your brows while it sniffed your palm.
"I'm guessing that's you," you whispered. You flinched when someone suddenly poked their head out the window. You instantly relaxed as Bruno met your gaze.
“Hola, hermoso,” you murmured [Hello, handsome]. Bruno blinked, his cheeks still dusted with scarlet as he gave you an uneasy expression.
“Hi…” he quietly replied as his eyes trailed down to your lap. "You found Sofia," he muttered. You giggled and nodded as you handed him the pup...but not before you stole a quick kiss on his cheek. Bruno's eyes widened as you let your lips linger against his stubbly skin.
“I could come inside there right now and prove them wrong, you know,” you said as you twirled one of his thick, curly locks between your fingers. You leaned forward a little more, your warm breath falling against his lips as he nearly dropped the young pup. "I've missed the feeling of your lips against mine," you purred. Your love swallowed thickly as he stared at your mouth with his deep, hazel eyes.
“Is she out there, Bruno?!” his sister, Pepa, suddenly shouted nearby. He tensed and shifted his gaze between the dining room and you. Bruno squeezed his eyes shut and sighed heavily.
“Lo siento, mi corazón,” he murmured while giving you an apologetic look [I’m sorry, my heart]. You reached out as he dipped back inside, leaving you kneeling on the patch of grass below. You sighed while everyone rejoiced in the dining room, happy to have found Antonio’s little friend. You smoothed your hands over your skirt before slowly rising to your feet. Your heart ached for your beloved as you began to walk away from Casita, the house shutters groaning and waving at you as if beckoning you to return. You simply shook your head before turning back to the stone path ahead of you.
The sky was painted with a collage of orange and blue hues as you stepped into the village. Streetlights flickered overhead as your footsteps echoed down the pathways. You scoffed and rolled your eyes when one of your many “suitors” suddenly stepped into view.
“I was wondering where you’d run off to, Señora,” the tall, muscular man lilted as he flashed you a blinding grin. You tried to pay him no mind as you walked past him. You gasped when he suddenly rushed forward and stood in the way of your abode. He held a single red rose towards you as his eyes flickered with desire. A bitter taste washed over your tongue as you crossed your arms.
“And I wondering when you’d learn to take a hint, Sebastian,” you huffed, venom laced in every word that fell from your lips. The man placed a hand over his chest as if cradling a fresh wound.
“Oh, mi mariposa. When are you going to realize that no one else in this village is fit to be your husband except me?" he cooed [my butterfly]. You rolled your eyes again before pushing past him. You muttered to yourself as you yanked your key out of your pocket. You sighed as he slid his hand against the wall of your home while hovering over you.
"You know I'm one of the second richest men in the entire Encanto. And I could provide for you...in more ways than one," he purred while going to tuck some hair behind your ear. You scoffed in disgust as you yanked on your doorhandle. You quickly stepped inside and blocked him from entering, your fingers white-knuckling the threshold of your precious bakery.
“I’ll never realize it - you know why? It’s because of three simple words: I’m. Not. Interested,” you spat before slamming the door in his face. You huffed and quicky locked the door behind you.
"¿Dios, alguna vez me dejará en paz?" you groaned while running your hand down your face [God, will he ever leave me alone?]. A small pang echoed inside your chest as you gazed around the empty room, the last sliver of golden light fading from the walls as the sun dipped past the ridge. You sighed as you lit a candle and stepped towards the back of the bakery where you resided.
You frowned as you shuffled into your personal kitchen - a plate of arepas waiting on the slightly chipped surface of your counter. You sighed and slowly pulled the towel back before snatching one from the plate.
Your eyes suddenly lit up just as you took a small bite from the pastry. A playful smirk stretched across your face as a wicked idea crossed your mind.
You refused to allow Bruno’s family to accuse him of lying...and you knew just what to do.
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Mirabel blinked when she opened the door for you the next morning.
“¿Señora (Y/N)?” she asked as she eyed the stack of boxes in your arms. You gave the young woman a bright smile.
“Buenos días, Mirabel,” you grinned ear to ear [Good morning]. She tilted her head and pursed her lips.
“I don’t remember us ordering anything else from you this week,” Mirabel said. You laughed, the boxes bouncing a little as you gave her a shrug.
“Sí. I just wanted to show my…appreciation for la familia Madrigal, so I whipped up some breakfast pastries for you all,” you chirped. She raised her dark brows.
“Well, thank you! That’s very thoughtful. I’ll just-“ you pulled the boxes away and shook your head.
“Oh, no need, my dear. I’d be more than happy to carry the boxes wherever you need them,” you said. Mirabel blinked.
“Uh…okay,” she said before pushing her green glasses up the bridge of her nose. You followed her inside as she led you towards the back. “This way: we usually eat breakfast outside,” Mirabel commented as she held the door open for you. You saw the family setting the table as you walked through the threshold.
“Thank you, Mirabel,” you beamed. The young woman nodded as she watched you walk over to the long table. Everyone except for your beloved were preparing for the first meal of the day.
“¡Ah, Señora (L/N)!” Alma called with a bright smile. You reflected her expression as you walked over, Julieta coming to your aid and helping you set the boxes down. “To what do we owe the pleasure?” the matriarch of the family asked. You maintained your bright smile as you held your hands out in front of you.
“Oh, I just wanted to stop by and show my appreciation for La Familia Madrigal,” you motioned towards the boxes. You watched as Isabella opened one of the boxes to sneak out a pastry…only for the real Isabella to clear her throat with a raised brow. Camilo sighed as he shifted back to his original form and slipped the treat back inside.
“How thoughtful,” Alma said while clapping her hands together. “Would you like to stay for breakfast? We simply have too much food now,” she offered with a chuckle. You placed a hand over your chest.
“Oh, Señora, you’re too kind,” you said. Alma grinned ear to ear.
“Please, I insist,” she replied while motioning towards an empty seat Casita was already nudging across the tiles. You pretended to think about it for a moment before shrugging.
“Mmm...okay!” you said with a large grin. Alma’s eyes lit up as she smiled.
“Excellent! I’ll have one of the boys get a plate for you,” she grinned with a nod. You smiled before making your way over to an empty chair. Antonio’s eyes lit up as you sat next to him. Sofia slept soundly in his lap as he gave you a toothy grin.
“Thank you for finding Sofia yesterday,” he whispered. You chuckled softly.
“You're welcome, Antonio,” you whispered back. You thanked Agustín as he brought you a plate while the rest of the family filed in. You turned when the little one tugged on your sleeve.
"Everyone said that Tío Bruno was lying, but Sofia told me he wasn't," he said. You smiled when Sofia perked her head up at her name.
"Muchas gracias, Sofia," you whispered gently. Bruno suddenly came stumbling out the door, his hair bunched up in a mess and clothes disheveled as he leaned on the doorframe. You pursed your lips when you saw his pupils blown wide as he panted heavily.
“Forgive my son - he’s always been a late riser,” Alma smiled. Bruno straightened his green ruana before locking eyes with you. You gave him a warm, genuine smile as he froze.
"Mi vida..." he muttered under his breath [my life]. Everyone at the table watched as you rose from your seat and sauntered over to your man. You saw the shock grow in his eyes as you approached him, your lips parted as you dusted some sand from his dark, curly hair.
“I’m so happy to see you…darling,” you said aloud. The whole family gasped when you dipped your head down and kissed his cheek, letting your soft lips rest against his face as you slid your palms onto his thin shoulders. Bruno flapped his hands as his eyes widened even more, the rest of his body as stiff as a statue. You cooed and cupped his cheek as his face flushed with red.
“M-Mi cielo…” he whispered while nervously glancing back and forth between you and his family [my heaven]. You smoothed your thumb across his stubble as you smiled.
“Hermoso…it’s time,” you murmured. Bruno gulped as you slipped your hands into his and squeezed them gently. He straightened his shoulders as much as he took a deep breath and nodded. You beamed before turning to the barrage of shocked faces. Bruno cleared his throat as he clenched your hands.
“Mi familia, this is mi amor...(Y/N),” he smiled sheepishly while motioning towards you [my love]. You smiled and waved at the family.
“It’s nice to be properly acquainted with you all,” you giggled before tucking a strand of loose hair behind your ear. The table quickly erupted into utter chaos.
“Are you for real?!" Félix boomed.
“Are you sure this isn’t an elaborate prank?!” Isabella gawked.
"I knew this whole time," Dolores shrugged with a quiet whisper.
You and Bruno turned to each other, his face turning red once again as he shrank and winced under their rapid-fire questions. You placed your index finger and thumb against the corners of your lips before whistling loudly. The entire family quickly came to a halt as they whipped their heads towards you.
“I'd be happy to answer all of your questions…if you’ll still have me for breakfast, that is,” you said with a twinkle in your eye. They all slowly sat back down in their chairs while Alma cleared her throat.
“Of course,” the matriarch said with a small smile before motioning towards two empty seats.
A Few Days Later…
“Are you sure about this, mi vida?” Bruno asked nervously as he kept his hood up. You gave him a gentle smile as you pulled his hood back down. The two of you stood in the dimly lit foyer of Casita, a picnic basket slung around your free arm and a quilt over his.
“Absolutely,” you replied with a firm nod. Bruno swallowed thickly as he tugged his hood over his curly locks once more. You sighed and gave him a patient smile before flipping it back over.
"Mi amor, I don't want to spend the day with Hernado, or Jorge, or any other persona of yours...I want to spend it with you," you cooed. Bruno perked his head up as he finally let his hood remain draped over his shoulders. You giggled as he suddenly nuzzled his face against your collarbone, the top of his head brushing against your chin.
“Gracias, mi amor,” he said with a hushed whisper. You smiled brightly as you pecked the crown of his head.
"You're welcome," you replied. "Now...let's go show the village who I belong to," you winked while playfully bumping his hip with yours. Bruno chuckled softly as the two of you stepped outside hand-in-hand, the mid-afternoon sun hanging high above your heads as you began to stroll through the front yard of the Madrigal estate.
You felt Bruno's grip on your hand tighten as you approached the village.
"I'm right here," you reassured while brushing your thumb over his knuckles. Bruno nodded and took a deep breath. You grinned before stopping in your tracks and kissing his temple. You giggled as his cheeks grew red as you moved your lips to his nose.
"(Y-Y/N)," he muttered before going to pull his hood over his eyes. You giggled at his bashful behavior and placed your hands over his wrists.
"What? I'm just letting the village know how much I adore my Bruno," you beamed before peppering his face with more kisses. His cheeks burned even more as he white-knuckled the hood of his ruana.
You chuckled before quietly continuing your walk alongside him. Several villagers turned their heads as you passed by. You swayed your hips side to side, flaunting your beloved as you slung your arm around his.
Bruno immediately stopped when you suddenly stooped down and pressed your lips against his. You gasped when he suddenly reached up on his tip-toes and kissed you back.
"Bruno," you said with a breathless look while he pulled away. You heard a few young girls giggle nearby before their mothers shooed them away. The two of you shared a quiet laugh before continuing through the bustling market. Bruno seemed to relax with every step he took, his tense expression softening as he sighed. The sun peeked out from the parted clouds, the golden rays beaming down on your face as you inhaled deeply.
The two of you exchanged smiles as you made your way out of the small town and towards the lush, serene forest. You sighed as the two of you hiked through the dense brush before coming upon a familiar opening. Bruno wore a goofy grin as the two of you began to unfold the quilt and set the food out. You hummed a little tune while grabbing a bottle of wine before Bruno cleared his throat.
“Here: let me get that for you, mi amor,” he grinned. You raised your brows and handed him the bottle and opener.
“By all means, hermoso,” you giggled. Your love winked before he screwed the opener on. You watched as he fought and struggled with the cork, his elbows flapping wildly as he muttered to himself. You gasped when he fell back, the bottle flying out of his hands and into the brush. He flinched when the sound of glass shattering echoed through the forest, several toucans and other birds flying out afterwards. The two of you exchanged glances before bursting into laughter.
“It’s okay: I prefer the taste of your lips anyway,” you purred before pecking his lips. Bruno chuckled as he cupped your face.
“And I yours,” he murmured and brushed some hair out of your face. The two of you enjoyed the next hour as you fed each other the delectable treats you packed.
You eventually found your head in his lap as he slipped a plump grape past your soft lips. You closed your eyes as you savored the sweetness of the fruit and slowly. A gentle breeze swept over the forest as you sighed happily.
"Do you remember what happened the first time we came here, hermoso?" you lilted while opening your eyes. Your lover's breath hitched as he nearly choked on a piece of fruit. You flipped yourself over and rubbed Bruno's back as he cleared his throat.
"I-uh-I do," he flushed while picking at a blade of grass. You smiled and bit your lip, your breasts peeking out from beneath your lacy, white blouse as you wiggled your hips.
"We were both so nervous," you said as you slid your hand over his thigh. Bruno's gasped as you rested your chin between his ankles, your eyes locked on his crotch as he gulped. "But you did so well…made me the happiest girl in the whole world that night," you purred while sliding both of your hands up his legs and beneath his ruana. Bruno swallowed thickly as he fell back on his forearms, his legs spread out as you pounced on him like a lithe jaguar. His breath quickened as you hovered above him, your barely covered breasts grazing over his chest.
"Would you like to relive that moment?" you whispered as your lips brushed over his. You swore his eyes nearly shot out of his head as his face burned a bright red.
"B-But mi amor...what if someone sees us?" he muttered with a shaky breath. You chuckled before pecking his lips while rolling up his ruana, revealing his scruffy happy trail that led to the bulge growing beneath his slacks.
“Don't worry, we're far enough in the forest," you whispered into his ear while tracing your fingertips down his lean stomach. "No one will see or hear a thing," you said as your lips curled into a seductive grin. You felt his muscles tense beneath your light touch as you hooked your fingers around the band of his pants and tugged them down his lean thighs. Bruno gasped as his semi-hard cock sprang free, his tip growing flush as his shaft twitched in the exposed air.
You smiled as you dipped your head down and captured his lips in a passionate kiss. Bruno moaned softly and gripped your hips as your lips caressed one another in a heated embrace. He gasped as you slid your hand all the way down his stomach before wrapping your fist around the base of his burning, veiny shaft. You panted against his mouth as you gently squeezed his length.
"Pobracito...you're so pent up," you cooed before swiping your warm tongue along his bottom lip [Poor thing]. Bruno's eyes rolled back as you began to slowly pump your tight fist around his dick. Quiet moans fell past his parted lips before you slipped your tongue inside his wet cavern. He squeaked and bucked his hips forward as your tongues entangled with a wet squelch. You groaned into his mouth as you continued to rub his aching cock, each noise and shift of his hips causing the damp spot in your panties to grow wetter.
“Mmmm-mi corazón,” Bruno whined when you pulled back for air - a thick string of spit connecting your swollen lips as he breathed heavily. His cock twitched as you smeared a hot bead of precum across his flush tip. You cooed and kissed along his jaw as he arched into your touch.
“Would you like to feel my warm, tight mouth wrapped around your cock, Papi? Hm?” you husked into his ear as you continued to stroke his now rock-hard shaft [Daddy]. Bruno released a guttural groan as he writhed against your body.
“S-Sí…por fa, Mami,” he panted while desperately trying to gain any friction against his dick [Yes…please, Mommy]. You grinned and nipped at his ear before trailing your lips down his jaw and neck. Bruno's eyes grew half-lidded as he watched you create a painting of hickeys and small bite marks across his skin, goosebumps rising wherever your lips landed.
“I love all the cute noises you make, Brunito,” you chuckled against his collar bone before lashing your tongue against his bare skin.
“(Y-Y/N), por favor. Te necesito,” your lover begged while rocking his hips into your tight, warm grip [I need you]. You grinned and licked over the tiny bite mark before shuffling down his body. You swiped your tongue over your lips before letting your hot breath fan over his dick. Bruno's eyes grew clouded with lust as you pecked his bulbous tip, the salty taste of his precum leaking over your tastebuds while you moaned. Your beloved groaned as you swirled your wet muscle around his tip in sloppy, wet circles.
“M-Mierda,” Bruno hissed between gritted teeth as he watched you wrap your lips around his head before shallowly bobbing your mouth up and down his throbbing shaft [Shit]. You moaned and hollowed your cheeks, a wet slurping sound reverberating through the air as you took him in deeper with every dip of your head. You relished in the way your lover trembled as you cupped his balls in your free hand, tenderly massaging his sac as you fluttered your lashes. His dick felt so heavy as it glided along your tongue, the texture making your pussy clench and ache for the familiar drag of his shaft.
“God, (Y/N),” he moaned and bucked into your slick cavern, drawing a small gag from you. You gazed into his eyes when he gasped and shifted back, leaving your lips wrapped half-way around his sex. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t-“ his jaw went slack when you grabbed one of his hands and placed it on top of your head. You tilted your head to the side and began to quicken your pace, your spit now smearing down his balls as you squeezed them in a loving grip.
“A-Ah!” Bruno yelped as he grabbed your luscious hair, his nails digging into your scalp as you eagerly sucked him off. You squealed when he gripped your hair and guided you along his length, his eyes half-lidded and lit with pure desire. “S-Sí, Mami - tan buena,” he rumbled [Yes, Mommy - so good]. You smiled and kept your cheeks hollowed as you took him deeper and deeper. You moaned as you felt his cock twitch inside your mouth, his tip now soaking the back of your tight throat with salty precum.
Bruno's grunts and cried grew more desperate before you suddenly pulled off of his length with a slick “pop”. His eyes snapped open as he looked at you with a mix of confusion and yearning.
“(Y/N),” he whined and desperately thrusted his hips up. You immediately stole his attention the second you shuffled out of your white bloomers and skirt, the fabric falling onto the blanket with a soft thud. Bruno’s face turned cherry red as you pulled your shirt above your head, revealing your supple breasts to his hungry eyes. You giggled at his dumbfounded expression as you slowly sank down onto your knees and straddled his waist.
"Lo siento, Papi...but I need to feel you inside me," you sighed as you slowly grinded your hips against his. Bruno's eyes rolled back as your wet pussy lips caressed the sides of his cock with every stroke of your hips.
"Fuck, Mami," he whined as he wrapped his hands around your waist. You sighed and smoothed your palms over his slightly hairy chest as he dug his nails into your supple flesh. You moaned as the weeping tip of his cock glided over your puffy clit - pulses of pleasure sweeping through your empty heat as you gazed into his eyes.
"You feel so good beneath me, Brunito," you murmured while cupping his cheek. Bruno's bottom lip jutted out as he gulped.
"Mi vida, please," Bruno grunted as he gave you a soft, pleading look. You grinned softly and laid your hands on his stomach while you adjusted your hips. He gasped when you wrapped one of your hands around his dick, rubbing his head against your entrance teasingly before deeply gazing into his eyes.
You released a heavy sigh as you slowly sank down on his hard cock, his length deliciously gliding against your gummy walls with a wet squelch.
"Oh bebé," you moaned as you arched your back. You shivered as you buried yourself down to the hilt, a rush of heat swelling through your core as his dark bush gently brushed against your bundle of nerves. You paused for a few seconds, relishing in the feeling of his dick stuffing you to the brim while he panted beneath you. You swallowed thickly before you raised your hips and brought them back down.
The forest was filled with your combined grunting and moaning as you bounced on his cock. The sound of wet slapping between your hips made your legs shake as Bruno sank his nails into your hips.
"You stretch me so good, hermoso," you whispered as you leaned forward, your breasts now pushed against his chest while you captured his mouth in another sloppy, heated kiss. You smiled as you felt his cock twitch inside you, his head kissing your soft cervix each time you gracefully brought your hips back down. He gasped for air when you pulled back.
“Mami, I-I’m so close,” he said through gritted teeth as he dug crescents into your perfect hips. He shivered as you kissed along his scruffy jaw, your walls sucking him in and sweetly caressing his swollen dick. You soon sat back up on your knees, your breasts bouncing as you sped up your movements.
“Go on, Bruno: claim this pussy with your cum,” you moaned. You squeaked when he shoved your hips down as he released a deep, guttural groan. You trembled above him as you felt streams of his thick, hot cum paint your gummy walls as he stiffened beneath you.
“Sí, Sí,” Bruno mewled like a broken record as he writhed with pleasure. You moaned as you felt the sticky mess between your two bodies, a few beads of his thick cum leaking from the seam of your stretched out hole.
“Mmm, Papi,” you sighed as you rubbed your hands over his chest. Bruno slowly opened his eyes - his hazel pools glossed over with pleasure as he heaved.
“Did you…” his voice trailed off as he furrowed his brows and gazed at the space where your sexes were snugly joined. You chuckled softly and shook your head.
“No, but it’s-“ your eyes widened, the world around you passing in a blur as Bruno suddenly laid on top of you. You blinked as he cradled the back of your head with his soft palm, his long fingers smoothing through your locks as he panted above you.
“Por fa, mi princessa…déjame mimarte,” he rumbled while pressing soft kisses to the junction between your jaw and neck [Please, my princess…let me spoil you]. You moaned as he peppered your sensitive pulse with kisses as his hands smoothed over your breasts. A soft sigh escaped you as he gently rubbed his thumbs over your perky nipples, his mouth suckling on your exposed skin as he slowly pulled the rest of his soaked length out of you.
You mewled at the emptiness, prompting your love to coo and lick a bold stripe over your pulse.
“Bebé,” you keened while stroking your fingers through his thick, dark hair. Bruno’s eyes sparkled as he gave you a sheepish smile.
“What I want to do is a bit…different, if that’s alright,” he said as his cheeks tinted with pink. You chuckled softly and kissed his forehead.
“You know I’ll still enjoy it,” you said while smoothing your thumb over his cheek. Bruno’s smile grew before he took a deep breath. Your body trembled with anticipation as he traced his lips between the valley of your breasts and down your soft stomach. Your jaw went slack when he slung your legs over his shoulders, his warm breath falling across your dripping sex as he licked his lips.
Bruno flicked his eyes back to you, hesitantly waiting for your response.
“It’s alright, Brunito,” you reassured him with a soft whisper. Your beloved snacked his lips again before delicately tracing the tip of his tongue around your swollen clit. Your legs shook around his head as he moaned against your sex, the vibrations of his voice sending ripples of pleasure through your core.
“God,” you moaned as Bruno swiped his tongue along your drenched slit - his wet muscle collecting your combined juices before he hungrily slurped it up. You gasped when he teased your weeping entrance, shallowing pumping his tongue inside your cunt as his nose rubbed against your sensitive bundle of nerves.
“S-Sí, Papi. Sigue adelante,” you breathed as you tugged on his dark locks [Yes, Daddy. Keep going]. Bruno grunted as he closed his eyes, savoring the flavor of your cunny while flattening his tongue over your folds. You moaned and rolled your hips against his face, his stubble lightly scraping over the inside of your thighs as he swayed his head back and forth.
Your eyes nearly crossed when he suddenly puckered his lips around your engorged bud, a cry of bliss escaping from your throat as the tension in your lower belly swelled.
“B-Bruno,” you gulped for air as he spread your labia apart with his nimble fingers. Both of you shared a quiet gasp when he teased the rim of your entrance. His lips curled and suckled on your clit as he slowly pushed a digit inside, causing the thick cream stuffed inside your cunt to come pouring out.
“Mi vida,” Bruno whispered, his lips dancing over your mound before he dove back in. Stars began to spark in your vision as he curled his digit against your plush g-spot while he slowly worked another one inside. Your legs trembled as he steadily pumped his fingers in and out of your fluttering hole; every dip and curve of his digits perfectly massaging your walls.
“Sí, p-por fa,” you moaned as he sloppily made out with your clit while thrusting his fingers deeper with every stroke. Your lover groaned as you raised your hips, his grip around your thighs tightening as he rumbled lowly. You screwed your eyes shut as you felt the delicate surface of his warm tongue caress over your slit. Bruno continued to moan as he savored the sweetness of your juices while spreading your hole open with his digits.
You suddenly came with a final long drag of his tongue against your clit.
“Bruno!” you screamed his name as you snapped your hips forward, his face completely buried against your cunt as you cried and thrashed in his grip. Your melodic moans cascaded through the forest as you heard him slurp up your thick cream, his eyes rolling back as your gummy walls pulsed around his fingers. You mewled and fucked yourself on his digits as you came; completely soaking his hand with your arousal.
You whined and babbled incoherently as your body shook with pure bliss, jaw slack and eyes nearly crossed.
“God, yes,” you swallowed thickly as tears of pleasure rolled down your flush cheeks. You slowly blinked your eyes open as the overwhelming pleasure began to fade. Bruno’s nostrils flared as he exhaled through his nose, hid eyed glowing with pure admiration as he laid a soft kiss over your puffy cunt. You flinched as you felt him smile against your folds.
The two of you simply gazed into each other’s eyes for several moments before he slowly placed your hips down on his lap.
“That was…amazing,” you said breathlessly. Bruno chuckled as another sheepish smile crossed his features.
“I’m glad I made you feel so good, mi amor,” he beamed, pride glowing in his eyes as he slipped away. Your face burned when you saw how soaked his chin was as he licked his lips. Bruno cooed and patted your hip as he slowly pulled his fingers out of your tenderly fucked pussy. You smiled and kept your arms open as he crawled on top of you, his soft, soaked dick slipping against your sex as he planted a sweet kiss on your lips. You sighed and brushed your fingertips through Bruno's hair as he laid his head on your chest.
"Te amo mucho, mi vida," your lover whispered as he laid his head on your chest [I love you so much]. You smiled warmly as you placed a soft kiss on the crown of his head.
"Te amo mucho, mi corazón," you murmured.
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noellemadrigal · 2 months
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Little ratas in love 🥹💚✨
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glendybluebird · 10 months
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💛Camilo💙Alora💙Valentino💚
To those of you who didn't know, Valentino is @lintushadow.art 's OC
So In this AU, Alora Luna is a city girl who came to the village of Encanto to study the origin of their miracle. She's the daughter of an anthropologist and scientist.
She always seems to be so prim and proper or even innocent to the public eye, but could actually be feisty and fierce when challenged🤣 She grew up with 3 brothers and was raised by their father.
Both Camilo and Valentino are unaware of Alora's "dark side"🤣 She can beat their a*s at football/soccer😂
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famwhy · 1 year
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Adoration
Yandere Camilo Madrigal
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The town of Encanto was extra energised. The bustling streets were more rowdier than ever, the children asking more questions than usual. The atmosphere screamed of excitement and a certain H/C-haired individual was living for it.
You didn't know what was causing people to be so elated but you weren't complaining. It was rather nice to watch from your window. You bet it would be even better going down there and experiencing it for yourself.
With a grin, you scurried out of your room, dashing down the stairs before pecking your mum on the cheek and opening your front door. "Bye mamí!"
"Don't forget to do your chores mija!"
With a skip in your step, you walked out into the sunny streets. Whatever was happening, Pepa must have been thrilled for it.
"Y/N!" The sudden voice coming from your right startled you enough to cause you to jump.
"Ah, José, what's up?"
"Felicidades!"
You blinked twice, an eyebrow quirking upwards not soon after. 
'Felicidades'? Why was he congratulating you?
"Uh, thanks I guess?"
As he walked away to join the hustle and bustle of the streets once again, you were left standing in a bubble of confusion. 
Before you had time to ponder, though, your arms were grasped by another pair and you were brought up to a lady's face.
"Felicidades, Y/N!" With that, she let go of you before taking off in another direction.
Okay, that was the second time someone had congratulated you today. Weird.
You brushed it off, maybe they were congratulating you on your work ethic or something?
"If it isn't the woman of the day!"
"Mariano?"
Sure enough, there stood Dolores' husband in all of his muscular glory.
"Y/N! I bet you're the most excited out of all of us, huh?" He smiled down at you, beaming with delight.
"Remind me what I'm excited for again?" You were so lost.
"Huh? You've forgotten so quick? You were the one telling everyone about it just the other day." It was Mariano's turn to be confused.
"I was?" 
"Yeah, you were going around to almost everyone announcing it with a huge grin."
"Wait wait wait, what was I announcing?"
"That Camilo would propose to you today!"
"Lo siento... WHAT?!"
This was news to you - even though you were, apparently, the one to announce it to everyone.
"What's the matter, cuñada?" 
Did he just call you-?!
"Mariano, are you 100% sure it was me going around telling everyone?"
"Who else could it have been?"
Well, you had no recollection of going around announcing your best friend would be proposing to you so, unless you were drunk out of your mind that day, it must have been Camilo posing as you.
That slimy little-.
"I should go, your future sister-in-law will have my head if I'm not back in time." His wink that followed after did nothing to soothe you.
In fact, you didn't even register his words, too busy bubbling up with fury at what the Madrigal you've known since childhood did.
With gritted teeth and eyes as narrow as a river, you made your way to Casita, the building housing the very Madrigal you were furious with.
"Felicidades, Y/N!"
"I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU, AMIGA!"
"FELICIDADES!"
"I can't believe you got so lucky! I want a man like Camilo!"
Every comment that followed after your presence only proved to further enrage you, hot lava filling your veins and steam practically pouring out of your eardrums. Your footsteps were loud and you were sure Dolores was already covering her ears (you'll apologise to her later). 
Your whole demeanour screamed of anger like no other.
Casita opened its doors for you, the tiles on the floor already seemed to be shaking from fright and fear for the Madrigal you were about to flip at - yet it made no move to stop you.
"CAMILO!" Your voice was booming, demanding attention right away - attention that was not refused.
"Sí, mi amor?" 
Your head tilted upwards, meeting his gaze and that signature smirk you would usually adore but now, found to be quite mocking.
Look at him, leaning against the railing at the top of the stairs so casually as if he'd done nothing wrong. The audacity of the man caused your nails to dig further into your palm, leaving crescents indented in your skin.
"WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" You made no move to lower your volume, uncaring for whether or not the other Madrigals heard you and came to investigate the commotion.
"Whatever do you mean, mi cariño?" 
"YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I MEAN!"
"Do I?~"
"Camilo." Your tone was stern, a contrast to his playful and mocking one. "Please explain to me why EVERYONE BELIEVES I AM BETROTHED TO YOU?!"
"Hmmm, they seem to think that because of you, amor."
"You know damn well that it wasn't me who went out onto the streets and told everyone you would propose." 
"Well, it sure looked like you."
"Did it now?"
The coy behaviour of your childhood friend did not sit well with you. In fact, it only served to piss you off further.
"Camilo, I know you shapeshifted into me and went around telling everyone you would propose today."
"Woah, that's quite a big accusation you have there, cariño." 
Oh, you were so sick of his bullshit.
"Don't be coy with me, Madrigal."
"How am I being coy, Madrigal?" 
The audacity he had to be declaring you a Madrigal was so unbelievable. 
"I am not a Madrigal."
"Not yet."
Your eye twitched, teeth grinding against each other in complete and utter agitation.
"Y/N?" Your attention was drawn away from Camilo and towards his abuela. "You're here early. Dios mío, we haven't even set up the table!"
"Señora Madrigal-!" 
"Please, mija, call me abuela." She walked over to you, extending her arms so that she could cup your cheeks and bring you closer to her face. "Such a beautiful girl. Perfect for my Camilo."
Although you weren't facing the aforementioned male, you could tell he wore the biggest shit-eating grin on his face than ever. 
"I don't know, Señora. Wouldn't calling you that be disrespectful?" Your eyes darted around, refusing to meet her own as you wondered how you would tell her that you would not, in fact, be accepting Camilo's 'proposal'.
"Nonsense, you are my soon-to-be granddaughter-in-law. You can call me abuela." 
"No, you don't understand, Señora, Camilo-."
"Y/N?!" They just keep coming, don't they?
"Señora Pepa, hola."
"Please, call me mamí!" The rainbow that showed up over her head was enough to let you know that she was very excited. No wonder why the weather was so great today.
"I don't think-."
A small body crashed into your own, arms wrapping around your waist. It was Camilo's 10 year-old brother, Antonio. 
"Ah, Antonio." Your arms instinctively wrapped around the boy, patting him lightly on the back as though he were your own brother.
"I'm so glad you'll finally be able to be a hermana to me!"
Okay, too many people believed Camilo would actually propose to you. He better end this practical joke of his before you end it for him.
"Camilo." You called for the male who was still leaning against the railing at the top of the stairs, watching with a smirk as his family smothered you with affection. "Are you going to tell them what you did or should I?"
"Whatever do you mean, mi vida?" He refused to let up.
With a piercing glare sent in his direction, you went through with your threat. "Camilo was the one who announced that he would be proposing to me while posing as me."
When his smirk didn't falter, you started doubting yourself. Why was he not panicking? You just told his family of his wrongdoings, he should be scared out of his mind.
"We know, mija." Pepa's casual words froze you, a slight chill going down your spine.
"Wha-what?"
Camilo's smirk only grew wider.
"We wanted to surprise you!" The innocent smile Antonio sent you caused your whole core to shiver in discomfort. Was he even aware of what he was saying? What his family were doing?
"Look." Your hands let go of Antonio as you reached out for the tablet in Señora Alma's hands. 
There, you witnessed an image of you and Camilo stood under a canopy, holding each other's hands as you gazed into one another's eyes. Your attire was as clear as day, a wedding gown.
Your pupils shrank as you continued staring at the prophecy before you. It was one of Bruno's prophecies... and his prophecies always come true.
"I'm just so glad it's you that my Camilo has decided to settle down with. You are a wonderful chica, Y/N. You would make for a wonderful Madrigal." Pepa squealed, the sky seeming even more brighter than it already was.
Your eyes didn't leave the plate before you, refusing to believe that it would come to fruition. You didn't love Camilo, you never had, he was always just your mischievous best friend who managed to put a smile on your face whenever you were feeling down. This prophecy, this prediction... it can't be true.
"Do you see that, mi vida?" You almost didn't register the fact that Camilo snaked his arms around your waist, pulling you into his chest and laying his head on your shoulder as he gazed down at the tablet with you. "We're perfect for each other, even fate believes it."
You trembled as your fingers grew weaker, your grip losing it's strength.
"Will you marry me?"
BONUS!
Did fate really believe you were perfect for each other?
Well, no, no it didn't. In fact, fate believed you were perfect for another guy.
But... fate could always be changed, right?
The first time Camilo asked his Tío Bruno for a prophecy regarding you did not go well.
"Who. The. Fuck is that?" He shook with rage, gripping the glass so tightly that it almost shattered under the tension.
"Sorry, kid, can't change fate. Wish I could help you out more." His Tío shrugged it off, used to the negative reactions to his visions by now.
'Can't change fate' huh? What if one of the people in said 'fate' just... magically disappeared? 
Camilo's frown contorted into a smirk, malicious intent practically radiating off of him.
"Nothing's impossible though, right Tío?"
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"CAMILO!"
The flutter of his heart told him exactly who called out his name.
"Sí, mi cariño?" He turned around with his signature playful smile resting on his face, his cheeks tinted by the slightest bit - as they always do when he spoke to you.
"Did you hear about Andreás? He went missing the other day."
"Really?" Had he been a little less good at acting, you probably would have noticed his surprise was not genuine.
"It's such a shame, he was such a sweet boy. I really was starting to befriend him." Camilo saw the way your lips tugged down into a frown. He couldn't help but feel even more anger towards the topic of the conversation, how dare he bring a frown upon your beautiful face?
"It really is such a shame."
Such a shame that he didn't kill that rodent sooner.
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.
.
"Would you look at that. The prophecy's changed. Good for you, kid!"
The feeling of utter satisfaction flooded through him as he gazed down at the picture displayed in his hands.
There we go, just as he wanted. He just needed to help fate out a little.
Translations:
Mamí = mum Felicidades = congratulations cuñada = sister-in-law lo siento = sorry mi amor = my love mi cariño = my sweet mi vida = my life sí = yes tío = uncle abuela = grandma chica = girl
In case you couldn't tell, this takes place 5 years after the movie.
Idk if any1's even into Encanto anymore lmao.
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Camilo: If I say I love you, will you say it back?
Y/n: Yes.
Camilo: I love you.
Y/n: It back.
*Later*
Pepa: Why is Camilo crying face-down on the floor?
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Twst Mirable Madrigal
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"Damn it.." You curse underneath your breath, noticing the small tear in your bag. Remembering the previous day before, where Ace had set it aflame on accident with his magic. Then Deuce using his unique magic to try to get back at Ace. Which still had your bag be covered in flames. You were just glad Kalim was around and doused out the flame.
You were surprised for it to still be in tact and not a pile of ashes. The bag now only looked like it went through hell, twice.
The tear was.. A bit big, you were thankful the bag wasn't coming undone. But you still had to walk all the way back to the campus with the fear of the fabric finally meeting its end.
Why did Sam's supply of Tuna have to come in shipment tomorrow!?
Grumbling at your luck, you try to think of quick solution.
Buy a new bag?
No, you only brought enough mora for tuna and maybe a snack for yourself and Yuu.
What else-
Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a loud collision.
"Sorry-!"
Turning your head, you notice a guy accidentally bumping into another person while holding tons of bags in his arms. Teetering back and forth as he tries to waddle forward.
A small bag that was placed on top of the mountain of things he held fell to the ground next your feet. Picking it up, you watch the teen carefully go on about there day. Unknown to them one of there items were missing.
Picking up the bag, you call out to them, quickly striding over as they paused in their steps.
"Oh! Thank you!" You hear them cheer, but couldn't make out their face, mostly due to it being hidden because of the items.
"No problem.. Do you want me to help you carry some of those things? They look pretty heavy." You ask politely, feeling bad for the poor boy and his arms.
"Nope! Don't worry! I got it." He huffed, maneuvering past you.
You watch him walk off as more items fall. You sigh in agitation, reminding you of your vice-leader, Yuu.
You follow after them and pick up the fallen items as the two of you reach the main destination.
The entrance to Royal Sword Academy.
"Uh-oh.." You whisper, as the pile of items the male carried started teeter back and fourth before finally landing on... You, apparently.
With a squeal of fright, the items buried you as try to move away.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" He yelled, helping to dig you out of your soon to be grave. When your head reached the surface, your suprised by a unhappy face that greeted you.
"Why were you following me and are you okay?"
After explaining what happened, he thanked you as the two of you pick up the fallen items.
"What's your name?"
"{Twst Mirabel}," he stated, pushing up his glasses with a bright smile while picking up a bag unfamiliar to him. "Aw, this poor bag. What happened to it?"
"That one's mine, my friends messed it up." You state, picking up the last bag.
"So, where do we drop these off?"
"Let's head up to my dorm room, we can place the bags there."
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"Oi! (Y/N)!"
"What's up Grim?" You ask, patting down your apron as Yuu pulls out the bread in the oven.
Grim, who was looking at the bag of goodies he received from your trip stares at you and Yuu. Before looking back at the bag.
"There's a mini Yuu and you in this bag, and the great Grim himself. Plus someone I've never seen before." The firey cat questions, pulling out the small dolls from your freshly stitched and embroidered bag.
"That's from friend of mine, you can play with them after dinner, but don't burn them."
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[I know it's a year late, but here you go ya'll! Get ready for more ideas! Also, I appreciate comments and asks!!]
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aaliyg · 1 year
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Baby Blue
WARNINGS ∣ smut ( minors dni ), all characters are 18+, oral sex, fingering, nipple play, cursing, slight body worship, ass smacking (like once)
Pairing: Luisa x black!fem!reader
Prompt: Wearing your partner's favorite color
Dialogue Color Code: Luisa, Reader
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My eyes widened in anticipation as I watched Luisa enter the room through the vanity mirror. Sighing softly, she closed the door behind her, finally locking her eyes onto mine. I gulped softly when they darted downwards, and watched as those warm brown eyes took in everything I was willing to offer to her tonight, wrapped up in a silky baby blue matching lingerie set.
Locking the door with the softest click, she quickly made her way over to me, rested her hands on my hips, and gently turned me around to face her.
She grinned softly as I pressed my chest against her and began to tug at the red ribbon that kept her hair in place throughout the day. She shook her head gently as her brown curls flowed freely against her back and shoulders, and tilted my head up gently in order to kiss me. I could never quite understand how her lips were so soft all of the time...
I giggled softly when I felt her scoop me up and place me on the vanity table, using one hand to caress my thigh while the other one pushed my leg to the side for her to stand in between them.
Luisa chuckled as she drifted to my neck, leaving small kisses and love bites all over my throat. I practically melted into her touch, sighing softly as each kiss moved further down to my chest, until she stopped right above them.
She looked up at me and smirked.
Did you doll yourself up for me, mi corazón? I would hope so...this is my favorite color on you mi amor... Looks so pretty against your skin.
I shuddered, nodding my head and groaning softly as she unclipped the bra and rested it elsewhere in the room. Turning her attention to my chest, she delicately rolled my nipple between her fingers while her tongue grazed the other, relishing in the moment as I hissed gently at her touch.
This isn't really fair you know? My tits are out and you're still -ohh- fully clothed...
Her fingers and mouth withdrew from me, causing me to open my eyes just in time to watch her hastily pull her shirt and bra off, flinging them across the room. I couldn't help but chuckle at her antics.
I didn't know you were that needy baby...
Luisa stuttered and blushed softly at my remark, leaning her face close to mine and giving me a quick peck on the lips.
Last time I checked you started this. If anyone here is needy, I'm pretty sure it's you.
It's not like you're complaining though.
She rolled her eyes gently as she pulled my hips closer to the edge of the dresser. I sighed softly as her thumb ghosted over the front of my panties, which had become considerably wet since we started. My body began to quiver as her tongue dragged along my stomach, both of us groaning as her mouth got near my pussy.
Luisa, baby. Don't tease me, please...
Wasn't planning to, mi vida. But let's go somewhere more comfortable, hm?
She picked me up off the dresser and placed me in the center of the bed, joining me a few moments after, now completely naked. I couldn't help but to gaze in awe at the woman in front of me. Her workout schedule definitely showed the fruits of its labor in her firm, almost chiseled, arms and legs. Despite this though, she still managed to remain soft in all the right places. No matter how many times I got to see her like this, she never ceased to amaze me.
Before my thoughts could continue further, my thong had been pulled off of me in the blink of an eye, and I watched in anticipation as she lowered her face directly in front of my cunt.
Fuck beautiful, I could just eat you up...
I squeaked as she spread my lips apart with two fingers, her breath heavy and hot against my inner thigh.
Would you like me to do that cariño?
Quickly realizing how desperate I had become in a matter of minutes, I found myself needlessly trying to pull her head closer to me, aching to get her mouth on my pussy, glaring at her with slight annoyance when she wouldn't budge. I was instead gifted with a quick smack to my ass, jolting me forward on the bed in pure shock.
Use your words sweetheart. I can't know what you want if you won't tell me.
Fuck! Please, please mamí. I wanna feel good. Make me feel good please!
Make you feel good?
She smirked devilishly as I nodded desperately.
Oh, I can definitely do that.
She pulled me closer to her face, gingerly placed both of my thighs on her broad shoulders, and pressed her tongue flat on my pussy. Any wiggling I would attempt to do was stopped by her palm on my stomach, her fingers tracing abstract lines all over my skin.
Pussy tastes so good babygirl. Could stay here for hours.
Her tongue wiggled its way inside of me, causing her to groan deeply as I arched my back from how good everything felt.
YES!! Oh my God yes right THERE- FUCK!!
Her fingers had joined in the assault, two of them deep inside of me while her thumb danced along my clit. My thighs began to shake against her shoulders as I felt my climax quickly approaching. By now, her head was resting on my tummy, watching the way my body reacted smugly, skilled fingers practically dragging me to the edge.
You gonna cum on my fingers princesa?
I opened my mouth to moan her praises, but she silenced me with a kiss. She smiled softly at me.
You look so pretty like this mi amor. Go on, cum for me baby.
Her fingers picked up the pace a bit, watching in awe as I began to unravel from her work. With one last swipe of her thumb, my thighs clamped down on her arm, and I moaned loudly as I finally got my sweet realease.
After a few minutes, she gently removed her fingers from me and placed them in her mouth, effectively cleaning them off. Before she could do anything else, I pushed her down onto the bed below her and slotted my face between her legs.
Ready for round two baby?
Always, my love.
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Clarity - {Chapter 1 - I See You}
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Description: She really should have thought this through more, but she didn’t really have much room to think when Antonio spoke about Y/n so positively.  And she fit so perfectly into her family’s dynamic it seemed so natural, so… meant to be.
Dolores could hear it again.
Her head tilted as she focused on the sound. The sound of gentle strumming, it was always so quiet.
“Dolores” The 21 year old jumped in surprise, her attention quickly being captured by Antonio, who stood curiously on the stairway. “Are you okay?” Dolores smiled and nodded at the question. “What are you listening too?” Dolores hummed and tilted her head once more and smiled. “I’m pretty sure it’s a guitar, who ever is playing it is being so… gentle and quiet.”
Antonio smile and hopped onto the floor and reached forward, his hands wrapping around Dolores’ hand. “I know who’s playing” Antonio spoke quietly as he leaned into his older sisters side. Amused Dolores hummed and looked down to Antonio as he led her towards the front door.
“And how do you know who’s playing and I don’t?” Antonio looked up with a bright smile as he held back a giggle. “My animals” Dolores hummed once more and allowed Antonio to lead her in the direction of the forest. “The birds like to listen to her. She’s in a clearing by the lake”
“She’s really nice.”
Dolores hummed quietly to herself before looking back to Casita as it waved a window as the two departed. “We should probably tell mamí where we are going Antonio” The five year old nodded before he jumped on the balls of his feet excitedly. “Mamí knows, she took me to see Y/n the first time my birds told me about her.” Dolores nodded slowly as the two continued to walk quietly.
The walk was mostly quiet, save for Antonio greeting a few animals as the two continued their trek. “I think you’ll like Y/n” Dolores stayed quiet a moment, ears strained on a few sounds. One being Pepa and the other the guitar that grew louder the closer the two got to the lake. “Y/n Perez?” Dolores question as she looked down to Antonio.
Antonio nodded quickly before he released Dolores’ hand and ran ahead, an eager and excited smile present as he rushed towards the lake.
“Y/n!” Dolores flinched back slightly at Antonio’s unintentionally loud voice, she smiled to herself though as she watched Antonio run ahead to the clearing and out of view, her ears strained carefully on the boy as he ran.
The h/c haired girl stopped strumming and looked up as the five year old ran towards her. She smiled and moved her guitar to the side and reached her left arm forward. Antonio quickly threw himself into her arm and wrapped Y/n in a tight hug. “Hola Antonio, Como estas mi amiguito?”
Antonio smiled brightly at the question as he released Y/n from his hug. “Soy muy bueno!” Y/n smiled at the reply and moved her guitar to rest on her lap properly once more. “No Parce today? Or your mamí?” Antonio shook his head and moved to sit next to Y/n. “Nope I brought Dolores today” he pointed to the entrance of the trail to the lake before turning back to look at the guitar in Y/n’s lap.
“What were you playing?” Y/n turned to look at the trail before looking back to Antonio as he leaned against her side. “I wasn’t really playing anything today, just practicing some note sequences I was struggling with” Antonio nodded and held out his left hand, Y/n without hesitation lowered her hand slightly, and watched quietly as Antonio placed his fingers on a few strings.
“This was C right?” Y/n nodded and strummed the cords with her right hand. “a C note played perfectly” Antonio giggled quietly and leaned forward, looking at the strings intensely, focused, as he tried to remember a few more notes Y/n had taught him. “D?”
Y/n strummed quietly and nodded. “Right again. Do you remember E?” Antonio looked to Y/n and shook his head. “Like th-“ a branch cracking caught Y/n’s attention and she’s quickly looked back, her eyes narrowed. “Dolores you finally caught up?” Antonio teased, he turned back to Y/n and smiled “you know my sister right?”
Y/n looked down to Antonio a moment before she nodded and turned to look in Dolores direction. The 21 year old was stationed a few steps from the entrance, curious gaze on Y/n. “Dolores is your older sister” Y/n spoke quietly to Antonio as she observed the older female. “Y/n Perez, but you probably already know that” Y/n smiled as Dolores nodded at the information. “I know, I didn’t know you played guitar though.”
Y/n nodded and lifted a finger to her lips. “It’s our little secret” Antonio giggled and moved his gaze from Y/n back to Dolores. “Mamí knows too!” Although the excitement in his voice was clear Antonio kept his excited tone quiet and hushed for Dolores’ sake.
“That still doesn’t explain how I didn’t know it was you playing…” Dolores trailed off and stepped closer to the two. Antonio smiled brightly as Y/n spoke. “I’m a secret agent with my ways of privacy”
“She just doesn’t talk when she’s practicing!” Y/n huffed quietly in amusement and mock betrayal. “You can’t be giving all my secrets away to the enemy Toñito!” Y/n leaned closer to Antonio as she spoke, betrayed as the 5 year old giggled.
“I guess I’m seeing you in a new light then” Y/n turned her gaze from Antonio to Dolores and hummed quietly. “It would seem so”
The two stayed with Y/n a majority of the afternoon. Y/n playing tunes softly as she sang quietly to Antonio. She quietly encouraged Dolores to join in with songs she was certain the older woman knew. When the afternoon came closer to evening Y/n smiled shifting at Antonio’s dropping head. And extra weight on her side.
“Toñito, it’s home time” Dolores moved to Antonio’s side and smiled at the tired eyed look she received from the boy as she reached forward and held him up right. “Come on Toñito I can carry you back to Casita, and you can nap at home.”
Antonio shook his head and held onto Y/n’s arm, eyes closing as he struggled to fight his sleep “I can carry him Dolores, can you take my guitar?” Dolores looked to Y/n before nodding and allowing the younger girl to pick up Antonio. He quickly settled into her, arms wrapped around her neck and head nestled into her shoulder.
“Do you normally take him home?” Y/n glance to Dolores as she pulled the strap of Y/n’s guitar over her shoulder. “If he is tired like this I’ll walk him home, normally Parce will carry him and I just make sure he makes it home safe if Señorita Pepa isn’t with him.” Dolores hummed quietly and followed after Y/n quietly.
When dinner came around Antonio had long since woken from his afternoon nap and was helping around the kitchen, carrying a few cups. He paused a moment. Hesitating before she spoke quietly.
“Mamí can Y/n come to dinner today?” The normal ruckus within Casita halted a moment as Antonio asked his question, pleading wide eyes directed up at Pepa. “Who’s Y/n?” Camilo was jabbed in his side by Mirabel before she shoved him forward gently. “We have a table to set ‘Milo, we can figure out who this mysterious Y/n is at dinner.” She lifted her shoulders in a shrug , head tilting as she smiled in amusement at the look she received from Camilo.
“I don’t see why not, but you’re sure you want Y/n over? You could have any other friend come over” Antonio stood up on the balls of his feet and beamed happily up to Pepa before nodding his head. “Yeah. I want Y/n to come over!”
Pepa crossed her arm and smiled softly before nodding. “Alright. Let’s go get her then” Antonio quickly turned towards the front doors, and started running, briefly waving to Casita as the doors were opened for him.
He would stop every few turns, talking quietly to a few animals before he was off running again. When he reached the Perez household he stepped up to the door pausing short of his knock before turning to make sure Pepa was still with him. When he did know the door was answered fairly quickly by Y/n herself.
“What do I owe the pleasure Toñito and Señorita Pepa” Pepa waved Y/n off with a smile and gently urged Antonio forward. “Pepa is fine” Y/n smiled at the friendly gesture before she turned her attention to Antonio who was smiling bright up at Y/n. “Can you come to dinner with me?” Y/n hummed quietly in mock thought as she kneeled down to Antonio’s height.
“I could probably squeeze dinner with you into my busy schedule” Antonio giggled before he pointed behind Y/n, she followed his finger and smiled. “Can you bring your guitar. Papí and tío are really good singing and playing the piano! We could have a show after dinner!” Y/n nodded quickly and turned back to Antonio. “Of course mi amiguito” Y/n pushed herself to stand up and smiled brighter at the excited look that crossed Antonio’s features.
“Don’t you think I should change? I should be looking my best for dinner with the Madrigals.” Antonio shook his head and grabbed Y/n’s hand, allowing her a moment to grab her guitar and close the door before he started walking excitedly, gaining little resistance from Y/n as she was pulled along.
“You look pretty already! Let’s go! dinners almost ready!” Pepa was heard laughing quietly behind the two as Y/n allowed herself to be dragged towards Casita by Antonio.
“Hola Casita” the front door and a few windows waved excitedly and Y/n tilted her head with a smile. She was quickly whisked into the house, tiles rumbling happily beneath her feet as Antonio pulled her towards the back dinning room. “You can sit next to me!” Antonio quickly pulled out a chair, standing beside it as he smiled excitedly up at Y/n.
“Of course. I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Antonio nodded and pat the chair. “Sit!” Huffing out an amused breath Y/n decided to amuse the boy and moved to sit in the chair, prepared to help him move the chair if he did what she thought he would. But as she sat she wasn’t prepared for the chair to be pushed forward by both Antonio and Casita.
Antonio quickly moved to his own seat and sat down with a proud smile. “Gracias mi amiguito” the Madrigal family filed in quickly, and plates of food were placed in the middle of the table. And seats were quickly filled. Silence met Y/n’s ears a moment. “So you’re the one Antonio’s been talking nonstop about” Y/n perked up and looked to her left, passed Dolores to a set of green eyes already looking back at her curiously with a smirk.
“Camiloooo” Y/n sat back at the voice next to her and looked to Antonio who sat with a pout as he looked at his older brother with annoyance. “Y/n Perez, and I guess so.” y/n closed her eyes as she tilted her head back in Camilo’s direction with a smile.
Camilo hummed quietly and tapped his finger on the table in thought, her opened his out but quickly shut it when he noticed Y/n had turned her full attention to Antonio when he tugged at her arm and started telling her about his day. Camilo smiled at the excitement shimmering in Antonio’s eyes as he spoke and he leaned back in his chair and turned his attention to the conversation his cousins were having across the table.
Y/n filtered quickly into the family dynamic, chatting quietly when conversation turned to her, although for a majority of the dinner she sat with most of her attention on Antonio, helping him get his servings of food, and entertaining him with story’s and listening to his own story’s.
“You know I normally do this? You don’t have to” Y/n’s ears perked up at the quiet hushed voice, and she looked to her left and smiled at Dolores. “I don’t mind. Who am I if I don’t help out mi amiguito” Dolores sat back in her chair slightly, eyes scanning Y/n’s features closely before she slowly turned her attention back to her own plate of food. Her attention on the interactions the younger girl had with Antonio through out the night and how she kept the 5 year old easily entertained.
Dinner continued without much else, followed by a few songs from Y/n, Félix and Agustín. The three laughing in amusement as the faux seriousness they started with as it ended when they ended up looking at each other a second too long and cracked up.
As they finished singing, Y/n sighed in content, her eyes scanning over the family before she felt a weight being thrown into her legs. “Can you stay a little longer?” Y/n nodded without a second thought, her hand affectionately ruffling Antonio’s hair. “Of course” Antonio beamed with happiness up at Y/n before he grabbed her hand. “Parce missed you!”
Together the three ran around, and although becoming tired from chasing a 5 year old around Y/n continued to do so with a bright smile. Squeals of excitement coming from both Y/n and Antonio as Parce danced around the two, bumping and pouncing playfully on them before Antonio stifled a giggle with his hand and Parce ran off. Y/n raised a brow in amusement before Antonio took off in a sprint. Y/n quickly followed, picking him up when she caught him and tickling him.
She would quickly stop before he screamed out in laughter and would let him run off again with an amused huff. Acutely aware of Dolores in the background.
“I haven’t seen you flinch once” Dolores sat straighter, eyes wide as she turned to the voice that startled her. “That’s new” Camilo smiled in amusement before he pulled the chair next to Dolores out, and sat down on the chair backwards. His arms came up to rest on the back of the chair, his eyes lingering on Dolores a moment before he turned to look at Antonio and Y/n; Parce faintly hidden in the background, crouched and ready to pounce.
“You okay hermana?” The teasing tint Camilo spoke with previously was gone, and in its place concern. Dolores stayed quiet a moment, eyes turning back to the two as a scream of delighted surprise pierced the air. Instead of flinching or moving to cover her ears Dolores turned to Camilo.
“Lo siento Dolores” the voice was quiet and Dolores had to resist the urge to turn to look at the owner. Instead her confused gaze settled on Camilo. “I’m okay… just…” she turned to look back at the scene of Y/n laughing happily while being pinned playfully by the large cat and Antonio giggling as he climbed onto Parce’s back. “Confused” Dolores looked back to Camilo, surprised to see his sharp observant gaze already on her.
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lafamiliamadrigalpt · 6 months
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Camilo: Please don't tell Isabela.
Y/n: Oh, I'm not going to say a word.
Camilo: You're going to make me tell her, aren't you?
Y/n: Loud and clear. And every nitty-gritty detail.
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zafirosreverie · 1 year
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Little furry friend (Bruno x F!Reader) part 1
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Part 2
a/n: If you know where Sebastián the rat is from, congratulations you are so cool and I love you a lot :)
For @hectic-hector hope you like it!
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"Sebastian?"
Bruno asked quietly so as not to disturb anyone as he bent down and reached under the cupboard for the umpteenth time that afternoon. It was not uncommon for some of his rats to spend time away, usually with Antonio, but they always returned at least by meal time. It had been days since the last time he had seen Sebastián eat at Casita.
He was worried, even though his younger nephew had assured him that the rat was fine and not getting malnourished, which meant that he was getting food elsewhere, and that was what scared him. Why didn't his little furry friend want to eat with him anymore? Where did he go every day? Where did he get food from? Who gave it? And why didn't even Antonio know?
He was being paranoid and he knew it, but after spending ten years in solitude with only rats for company, he had learned to love these animals as if they were part of his family, no matter how horrified Pepa and his mother felt about it.
"What are you looking for?"
The man jumped out of his skin and hit his head against the furniture. He grunted a little as he sat on the ground and rubbed his head, before looking at his older sister trying to hide her giggling behind her hand.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you" Julieta said but her tone revealed how amusing she found the situation "are you okay?"
"Yes, yes" he answered, accepting the hand she offered him to stand up "it's just that I can't find Sebastian"
"Your rat?"
"yes, have you seen it?"
"Bruno...you know that only you and Toñito can distinguish them, right? For me they are all the same"
"How can you say that?" he asked a bit offended "They are clearly different, I don't confuse your three daughters with Pepa's three children, do I?"
The healer simply rolled her eyes fondly and offered him a soft, apologetic smile. Although she and Pepa never fully understood Bruno's love for those animals, they loved their brother and knew how important they were to him, if he said they were different, she would respect it.
"Have you already asked Antonio?"
"Yes, but he said that his animals didn't want to tell him where he was, something about a secret and that it wasn't time yet" he shrugged.
"Oh how lovely, maybe your son has a surprise for you?" she laughed
"It's not funny, Julieta" he frowned "...I just want to know that he's okay"
"I'm sure he is" the brunette smiled, putting a hand on his shoulder "don't worry, you'll find him"
"I hope so" he sighed defeatedly "I'm going to look for him in town, I hope he's not in trouble"
Julieta silently watched as Bruno left shoulders hunched and looking definitely defeated and tired. He didn't even wave back to Pepa when he walked past her through the door.
"Is he ok?" the redhead asked
The older triplet just shrugged and looked where her brother had gone before she got up and went to work with her sister’s help. They both knew perfectly well that of their trifecta, Bruno was the one they understood the least, but they hoped that he would go to one of them if he really needed them.
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Bruno hurried through the paths of Encanto trying to catch up with Sebastián. He had spotted it a few minutes ago and although he tried to call it, the animal simply ignored him and went on his way, leaving the poor man making a scene around town while he tried to catch it.
Usually, he would be embarrassed that he was making a fool of himself and that people would gossip about him even more (despite Mirabel's best efforts, he knew that there were still people who believed that he brought misfortune), but at that moment, he just wanted to find out where his rat ran off to every day.
So he followed him regardless of the looks of the townspeople or the tiredness of his legs. You'd think after all the time he spent on Casita's walls jumping between rafters, running across the floor would be a piece of cake, but no, he really needed to work on his physical condition.
"Where are you going?" he thought, as he watched the rat turn a corner.
He really didn't like to leave his room, much less his house, so he was probably the only Madrigal who didn't know the whole town like the back of his hand, but even he knew that house belonged to the friendly carpenters of the town, although he did not know them personally. What was his rat doing there?
"Oh hey buddy, you're late"
 Bruno quickly hid behind a tree so you wouldn't see him, and his eyes widened when he saw you take the little animal without problems. Usually, people were afraid or disgusted of rats, judging them without knowing what a wonderful being they really were, but you didn't seem bothered or disgusted in the least.
"I was beginning to worry about you" you said kindly, patting the rat's head "here, I saved you some bread."
You laughed softly when the small animal squealed with excitement and started eating out of the palm of your hand. You had no idea where it came from, but the little rat had been visiting you for days and you were starting to grow very fond of it, and you always tried to save some food for it, even though if your parents found out, they would probably scold you.
Bruno looked at you carefully, not realizing that little by little he was coming out of his hiding place. He couldn't help it, something in you made him want to be close. You jumped when you heard a branch snap near you and turned to see a scruffy-looking, hunched-over man with a guilty expression. The hourglass design on his ruana told you everything you needed to know about his identity: Bruno Madrigal.
The man mentally kicked himself for scaring you like that and he really wanted to apologize, but it was always hard for him to talk to people and just when he managed to find his voice again, you smiled at him. It was such a beautiful and sincere smile, not one of those forced ones that people usually gave him to please the rest of his family, but one full of kindness and joy. Two words that were almost never associated with his presence.
"Hello" you said softly
He just waved at you, not really knowing how to respond, his mind was short-circuiting trying to comprehend that you were really talking to him, without malice or anything, that you weren't really scared of him.
"This little friend is yours?" you asked, carefully lifting the rat up for him to see.
Again, the seer only managed to nod. He felt terribly stupid and began to hate himself more and more for not being able to talk to you back. You were probably thinking that he was pathetic and you would want him to leave immediately.
And yet your smile never left your young and beautiful face. Yeah, he couldn't help but notice that you're definitely a few years younger than him, though maybe not that many (and to be fair, ten years locked up in walls without seeing sunlight ages anyone) and for some reason, it was a thought that began to burn in his mind.
"I was wondering where he came from" you said when you didn't get any more answer "he has been coming daily"
Bruno jumped a little when he noticed that you had gotten closer and now you were standing just a step away. You smiled at him again and held out the little animal, praying that your blush wasn't as noticeable as you felt. If you were being honest, you hadn't expected to talk to a Madrigal in…well, ever.
You were too shy for that. Since childhood, you almost never talked to anyone, preferring to listen from the side or just nod and smile. Your parents always told you that this way you would never get friends or a boyfriend (even though you had had suitors, but they never caught your eye), but you really didn't care, you were fine on your own, or at least that's what you told yourself, despite that there was a feeling of loneliness stuck in your chest.
So why did you feel the need to talk to this man? Perhaps it was the mysterious aura that surrounded him, or that the legend about him, which had run through the town since you were little, told you that there was something more to him. You had never believed that the youngest of the Madrigal triplets was really the cause of people's bad luck, you thought that people simply did not understand him and that he must feel very lonely... like you.
You weren't sure, but from one moment to the next, you needed to at least get a word out of him, to feel that you weren't making a fool of yourself. That he seemed cute and somehow handsome, had nothing to do with it, no matter what your racing pulse wanted you believe.
“I-I’m sorry if he bothered you” he stammered, looking at you awkwardly and not knowing if he should grab Sebastian and run out of there.
"Oh no, he's a little angel" you said "he's kept me a lot of company"
"re-really?"
"Yeah...I'm a bit of a loner" you admitted "so it's welcome company"
"O-oh! Me too!" he said without thinking "I-I mean I'm l-lonely too" he quickly added
Bruno really wanted to kick himself, what kind of creepy man would say that to a woman he had just met? You were the only one who hadn't looked at him with suspicion or fear in many, many years, and here he goes, ruining everything. Surely you would ask him to take the rat away and never come back and-
Were you laughing? No, wait...were you smiling at him? Him? After what he had said? Yes, that's exactly what you were doing. You couldn't help it, he was just too cute and the way he looked at you, as if he hadn't expected you to talk to him, much less smile at him, was charming.
"Well...we could do each other a favor" you said
"A f-favor?"
"I'm Y/N, my pleasure" you said, holding out your hand.
"B-bruno" he replied, looking at your hand suspiciously for a few seconds before shaking it awkwardly. You really did have soft hands.
"Well, Bruno" you smiled "now you have a friend"
He looked at you puzzled and a little alarmed, as if the word wasn't in his vocabulary. Why would someone as beautiful as you want to be friends with someone like him?
"Don't look at me like that" you chuckled softly "we share custody of the little one now anyway"
"I-I guess so" he replied, barely reacting in time to catch the rat that was jumping towards him.
"Well, it's better that the parents get along right?" you said flirtatiously.
You were surprising yourself, you usually wouldn't be this bold and a part of you wondered if you weren't crossing the line. But the man's blush and nervousness were too cute to resist, and if you had to use your furry little friend as an excuse to see him again, so be it.
"P-parents?!"
"I'll see you tomorrow Bruno, our son enjoys trips to the river" you said, turning around to go back to your house "will you pick me up at 2?"
"E-eh, y-yes, yeah!" he replied as his brain tried to catch up with everything
You just smiled over your shoulder and waved before disappearing into the house. Bruno stood there for a few more moments, processing everything before slowly walking back to Casita. What the hell had just happened?
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"Are you okay? It seems you saw a ghost" Julieta asked worriedly as her brother entered the kitchen.
"Yeah...I'm fine" he replied, his cheeks flushed.
"Did you find your rat?"
"Yes, he is playing with Antonio"
"Excellent"
The healer smiled at him and went back to cutting the vegetables. She could sense that her brother had more to say, but she knew better than to push him, he would tell her when he was ready. They were silent for a couple of minutes until Bruno sighed and dropped his head on the table with a thud.
“Juli?”
“Yes?”
“I think…I think I have a date”
The room fell deathly silent as the older triplet dropped her knife on the cutting board and looked at her brother. She never thought she would hear those words from Bruno's mouth, much less at this age but- her train of thought stopped when a sudden thunder sounded above their heads. They both turned to see Pepa watching them with wide eyes.
“You have a what?!”
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snowflakeanimelover · 2 years
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Camilo trying not to be a perv prompt
18 year old camilo and female reader do their daily best friend hang outs at the river all alone. What was once a sit and talk moment now becomes a throwing water fight.
After a bit of fun, camilo turns to find the readers dress soaking wet, noticing how clear the white top has gotten. His face goes super red as he falls backwards into the water with a loud yelp.
Of course, the reader didn’t notice how see through your clothes had gotten so she tried to help him out of the water. Instead, camilo rushes backwards to the other side of the river, panting and trying to explain what happens to her clothes.
When he finally managed to spit out the words as he looked away, glancing at her with still a red face here and there.
“What?! Camilo, you pervert!!” She yells out, covering her chest in embarrassment.
“I tried to tell you!!” He yells out.
After a bit of yelling at each other, camilo stumbles his way back through the river to the reader and gently puts his ruana over her to keep her covered.
“Just…give it back tomorrow…” he mumbles, walking her back home.
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noellemadrigal · 3 months
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Happy to announce the first chapter of La Rata y el Profeta is now up on AO3, and chapter 2 will follow shortly over the next few days! 😍💚 the next chapter will focus on Bruno’s life in the walls from his rats point of view, so I’m very excited to share this with you all!
Artwork as always by my wonderful friend NS artwork 🥹💚✨
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