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somethinginthethunder · 2 years

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hii, can i request a camillo x reader (headcannon or imagine its up to u) where he does sth to anger them and they refuse to kiss him? similar to ur isa hc where reader refuses to kiss her. and cami tried to make it up to the reader and reader is stubborn but its rlly fluffy? thank you in advance <3 !!

``camilo making it up to you``

notes: sorry i didn't post yesterday! my train crashed into a car so i got home really late. anyway, enjoy!! :)

warnings: none except one curse word

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-camilo had gone too far this time. you were busy painting a mural commissioned by one of your clients when your mischievous boyfriend decided to give you a bit of a scare

-he transformed into a larger version of himself, making his way to your distracted figure.

-and at your most vulnerable moment he hovered over your body and gave a loud shout, making your heart jump and your arm flinch

-the product of this tasteful prank were three things: camilo laughing his ass off, you frozen in shock, and your mural that now had a lovely bold stroke of yellow over almost the entire bottom half of the piece.

-it was an understatement to say you were upset. you had worked hours upon hours to get that piece where it was.

-irritation and anger bubbled up inside of you, finally deciding you were fed up with camilo's antics.

-meanwhile, camilo was in the type of mood where he was too light-hearted and happy to see anything serious in the moment. he saw the state of your painting and, sure, he felt bad, but he didn't seem to exactly grasp the weight of your anger.

-instead, he let his laugh fade away and said, "i'm sorry about your painting, amor. i just couldn't help it, it was so perfect!"

-you didn't respond, taking a deep breath before you felt like you'd explode. cleaning off your dirty paintbrush and setting it out to dry, you ignored the curly-headed boy and turned to go home and change your clothes.

-ignoring him was something he couldn't miss

-he'd watch you walk off for a second, in a confused state of mind before jogging to catch up with you.

-"hello? did you hear me?"

-still no response

-when you didn't answer him and confirmed that he was being ignored he'd feel a little guiltier, placing a hand on your shoulder to slow you down.

-"i'm sorry, mi vida, i didn't mean to ruin your work," he apologized, his brows knit together in worry.

-when he leaned forward to give you a kiss as an apology you dodged his lips, keeping your face forward as you kept walking home.

-it was a good thing you avoided his gaze because he looked like a kicked puppy after that, his shoulders dropping as he watched you get into your house without a word.

-now he was really panicking. he turned right around and ran back to casita where he found dolores, isabela, and mirabel all sitting together in the kitchen (probably stealing a few snacks without julieta's knowledge).

-when mirabel spotted him she gave him a wave, holding out an arepa for him.

-"mami is out in town giving people their food," she explained, her mouth evidently full.

-"we can only have a few more, though. if she catches us we won't be allowed in the kitchen at all," isa snickered, wiping her mouth with her arm once she was finished.

-you could imagine the surprise on the womens' faces when they saw camilo, the one who would always somehow manage to snag seconds, shake his head and reject the offer.

-"are you sick?" dolores asked, half teasingly and the other half worriedly.

-"i messed up," camilo admitted. he continued to go on a long rant about how he ruined the mural and how you were ignoring everything about him.

-his family looked at each other as though they weren't surprised, but when camilo asked for help they knew they shouldn't deny.

-it was the next day, now. you were glad that camilo had decided to let you cool off for the rest of that day because you didn't know what you would've done if he had come back.

-as you were getting ready to fix and hopefully finish more of your work, mirabel showed up at your front door.

-"hola, (y/n)! do you wanna hang out today?" she asked cheerfully.

-"ah, lo siento, mirabel," you sighed. "i'd love to, pero no puedo. i really want to finish this painting as soon as i can."

-your friend was stubborn, though. "just meet me at sundown in the field across the bridge, okay? that'll be more than enough time to do some work. besides, you need to catch a break!"

-you reluctantly agreed to her proposal, hesitantly making your way to the meeting spot at her dictated time.

-instead of seeing mirabel, however, you saw your boyfriend.

-he was standing beside a blanket, some flowers, and a basket of food for the both of you to share.

-it didn't take a genius to understand what he was trying to do.

-because of this, you turned on your heel and started to leave.

-"wait!" he pleaded. "please. just stay with me, okay? i want to make it up to you."

-he gingerly held your hand and led you to the blanket. you hated to admit it, but you were starting to give in.

-"i know you've been working on that piece for weeks and that it was my fault it got ruined, so i wanted to set this up to help you relax," he said sheepishly, sitting down next to you. "i, um... also convinced your client to set the deadline back by a few days."

-what he didn't tell you was the amount of time he spent into bothering your client into agreeing to the deadline change. the cost for him being helping her with her business she ran for three days in return.

-now, he usually hated doing full-blown chores and responsibilities. but for you, he could make an exception.

-but somehow you still wouldn't budge. you didn't know why but you were feeling stubborn, simply giving him a hardened stare and he nervously met your gaze.

-at this point he was starting to give up.

-"i'm sorry, (y/n). i don't know what else i can do to make it up to you," he murmured, pulling his knees close to his chest.

-you should forgive him. you knew that.

-but that last sentence he said was what really made you break, letting out a sigh as you turned your body to look at him.

-"i forgive you. i'm sorry i stayed mad," you answered.

-when he heard you respond to him a feeling of relief shot through his chest, his charming smile making a return as he lunged forward and knocked you back into a hug.

-"finally! does this mean i can kiss you, now?" he asked you, burying his face into your neck.

-he loved the feeling of your body jolting with laughter, pulling you into a kiss when he heard the words, "yes, you may."

-"good, because you have no idea how hard it's been without you!"

-you raised a brow and let out a giggle when he kissed your cheek. "milo, it was one day?" you reasoned, staring right back into his eyes.

-he only clicked his tongue and shook his head. "one day too long, you mean!"

#camilo x reader #camilo madrigal x reader #encanto #encanto x reader

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cal-writes-never · 2 years

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Hii!! You're writing is so good and gives me the fuzzies! Could I request a Camilo X GN!Reader where the Reader is an artist and gets Camilo to turn into other people for them to paint (for some reason the main thing my brain can think of is like, Jesus Christ if the church wanted a new mural or smth), but one day they ask Camilo if they can draw HIM and he gets caught off guard and flustered because he didn't think the reader would want him, for, well,, him. I don't really mind if it's HCs or a oneshot, whichever you feel works best ^^

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thank you so much for this request, it was super fun to write!! i tried a third person pov because i find my writing is so much better quality like that, however i'll leave it up to y'all to decide what you prefer as you're the ones reading it. also i think it's pretty obvious i had no idea who would be on the church mural so i kind of awkwardly winged that part

pairing: camilo madrigal x gn!reader (they/them)

type: mutual pining, oneshot

summary: after helping you paint the mural for the encanto church, camilo feels like he's on top of the world. so how on earth will he manage when you ask to paint him?

word count: 1,385

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The L/ns were a famous household around Encanto - not so much as the Madrigals, but not too far behind, either. Each child born into the family inherited a flair for art, sparking rumours around the town that there were two families blessed with a miracle, for the obvious talent they presented through their work was truly spectacular. However there had been ties between the two well-known families over the years with friendships and light romances, one of which being the fast blossoming relationship between Y/n L/n and Camilo Madrigal.

An artist and a shapeshifter; it fit together so perfectly, a creator and a muse. It was as if time had just been twiddling its thumbs until the stars finally aligned for this seemingly faultless pair to meet. They’d known one another for quite some time now, teetering between a close friendship and something more, something they both desired yet would never come to admit. Though the days and days of flirting seemed to count for nothing, and even Dolores cringed each time they spoke, complimenting each other in such a way that they must’ve been a couple, yet neither of them would take the necessary step to make it happen.

“¡Solo hazlo, Camilo!” She would whisper to herself each time she listened in on her younger brother, causing her family to exchange worried looks while she sheepishly smiled, quickly exiting the tense situation and claiming her comment to be about another Camilo before they began an interrogation. She didn’t want to ruin Camilo’s reputation in their family like that, they couldn’t know the ever excitable boy who loved to be in the spotlight was nervous, especially when his feelings were clear as daylight.

Camilo had now made it a point to visit the church each afternoon when his (very rushed) chores around the community had been completed, sneaking up behind his friend and tackling them into a hug which they gratefully accepted, always commenting on how nice they looked or how their eyes shone in the sun on that particular day. Y/n’s family had been commissioned to paint a mural on the wall of key figures to the sacred building, yet it was difficult to place how they actually looked without pictures to aid them. They happened to be working on it one afternoon while their family were out to buy more paints and supplies, so thankfully, as much of a prankster he could be, Camilo knew his limits and refrained from scaring them as he always did.

“Hey, Y/n. You look so cute in those overalls, has anyone ever told you that before?” He said smoothly, leaning up against the wall beside the half finished mural, propping his foot up against it and crossing his arms while he watched the artist’s eyes widen as they shot back a response just as smooth.

“No, actually, they haven’t. I’m glad you were the one to tell me, though, because I certainly wasn’t aware,” They responded with a smirk, avoiding eye contact at all costs and instead washing their paintbrush before dipping it in a new colour. “Actually, could you please do me a favour?” They turned to him as they asked, suggesting that they, for once, were not about to make a flirtatious joke.

“Depends what it is.”

“Well,” Y/n began, pulling a piece of paper out of their back pocket and showing it to Camilo. “We’ve been given a list of each person that needs to be on this mural, but I can’t say I know what they all look like. Do you know… him?” They pointed to the second name on the list, watching as Camilo’s face lit up with realisation, immediately morphing into someone they vaguely recognised.

“Yep!” He said with a grin and finger guns, a burst of happiness inside his chest at the thought of helping with the L/n’s highly respected work.

“Oh, great! Thank you! You’re not busy this afternoon, are you?” They asked and Camilo shook his head. “Good, good. Would you be able to stay like that until I’m done? You can move around as much as you like, I just need to be able to see the features.” Y/n spoke as they sorted through the supplies that were messily thrown atop a large paint-covered and ripped towel on the floor, presumably to lessen the consequences of potential spillages.

“Of course, anything for you, darling.” he spoke with a wink which Y/n pretended not to catch, while they both knew the words and actions between them were getting bolder and They continued their work in a comfortable silence, fully aware of Camilo’s gaze fixed on them as they painted a second layer of green onto the piece. Their family returned not too long after the Madrigal had arrived, greeting him and engaging in a general conversation before praising their child’s work and telling them to wrap it up for now as the sun was setting and they needed to be home for dinner.

As they packed their things away they thanked Camilo profusely, to which he said it was no big deal and he was happy to help any time. So they took that seriously, and Camilo became their muse for each person they had to paint on the wall of the church, while Dolores kept an ear out for each small remark that was made during the time they spent together.

It took a little over a week for the mural to at last be deemed complete. Camilo couldn’t lie, he wasn’t all too impressed by this news. Although he’d seen the hard work each member of Y/n’s family had put in (it was evident just by looking at the sheer scale of the project), he was still upset that they would no longer have these afternoons together. Y/n would no longer lean in close to his face to analyse the features, and they would no longer ask him to stand in a certain position so they could see if they’d done a good enough job. He felt like he was on top of the world while they looked between him and the art they had produced, as if he, too, were a delicate collection of paint strokes on a rough canvas, treasured by Y/n. Art was their life. Perhaps, if he tried hard enough, he could also be a part of this magnificent life.

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Even though they were no longer seen around the church, Camilo still made the effort to meet up with Y/n each afternoon once his chores were done and dusted. They acted the same towards each other, with the obvious flirting and occasional pranking, though he still missed helping with the mural and being able to show off to them with his gift.

“Cami?” Y/n perked up while the two of them sat beside each other on the grass behind their house. He responded with a hum, encouraging them to continue. “So, you know how you helped me with the mural a couple of weeks ago?” Camilo nodded, still not saying a single word. “Well, would it be okay if I, I don’t know, if I painted you again? But you this time, not someone you’ve shifted into.”

Camilo could’ve sworn his heart stopped beating for a second. They wanted to paint him?

“Of course that’s okay! I’d be honoured, if anything.” He tried to act cool about it while inside he was screaming and celebrating, finally able to intertwine himself with everything Y/n knew.

That night as he walked himself back to casita, he was a dizzy, beaming mess. His hands were slightly clammy and his mind was racing but it didn’t matter because he was happy, he was so incredibly happy that he could get caught in a blaring thunderstorm and still be smiling, even if it gave him the most terrible cold. He was elated.

Needless to say, Y/n continued to create many more pieces of art featuring Camilo, and soon enough they ended up all over the walls of his room. Years later new ones had appeared all over the house, along with a new person; Camilo could not be more grateful that Y/n accepted his proposal. Art really can do wonders.

#encanto x reader #camilo x reader #camilo madrigal x reader

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aussiepineapple1st · 2 years

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joesfina and bruno headcannons?

Bruno’s HC’s:

He is extremely clumsy.

When he sleeps he can be woken by visions.

If he is nervous or anything happens that makes his blood pressure go up it can cause a vision to happen, for example if he ends up in a fight when the adrenaline starts to wear off is when he would have a vision, or if he kisses or gets kissed by Josefina, the first few times he would have a vision.

His ruana is like a security blanket for him, if he takes it off it’s only for washing it or sleeping and when he looses it he goes into a panic while finding it.

He has been in love with Josefina since the day they met, he thinks she is very strong and admires her as a hero or roll model.

He has cold fingers, but his palm is semi warm.

In his visions if he hasn’t seen the person before their faces are blank and sometimes it’s hard to tell what gender they are.

When he has involuntary visions he can feel when one is coming from a few hours beforehand and when it happens he is completely blinded by said vision. The only way he is able to sort of see around him is if he projects it into the sand but they are still very much overlaying his sight, but he can make out where people are in the sand storm with him.

He loves sweet food, like desserts but rarely has them.

Can cook, but not as good as Julieta, although with some dishes he can rival her. He would do anything to feel like he was helping while growing up and cooking with his oldest sister was one of those ways.

He smells like Lilac and a sweet berry.

He makes statues with broken pieces of his visions, both small and life sized.

He enjoys making jewellery and chiseling away at shards of his visions he intentionally smashes to make charms for necklaces, bracelets and earrings.

He has taken painting lessons with Josefina since they were teenagers, he isn’t as skilled as her but he is very good at realism.

Josefina’s HC’s:

She has chronic pain that sadly couldn’t be fixed due to the wounds she received as a child.

She is very well known in town as one of the best painters so she does a lot of the portraits and murals that are seen around the town.

She will throw punches.

Many men have tried courting her but she hasn’t been interested in them other than one.. but that’s for another time.

Her feet are bigger than Bruno’s.

She can’t stand for very long, maybe 1 hour tops if moving and walking around.

She is empathic.

Some days she can’t move so Bruno has made it a habit to visit her every day since her parents and siblings are extremely busy farmers who check on her when they can.

She is a very good actor, so when Bruno is over at her place and someone makes an unexpected visit she can act very normal.

She also speaks English.

She smells like paint and Lilac.

#head cannons #josefina #bruno #madrigal #encanto #oc #au #encanto oc #encanto au #aussiepineapple1st #hc

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booksandwillowtrees · 3 years

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Fjord and Jester endgame headcanons

They split their time between the sea and Nicodranas. It’s a big deal when Jester Lavorre is back in town and all the clients rush to buy whatever new fantastical work she’s created

Jester gets a ton of tattoos. Half are done by Orly but she starts doing them herself aswell. After a couple of years she’s covered head to toe. People keep thinking she’ll run out of space but she always manages to squeeze in more.

Her Art Gallery is also a tattoo studios Great adventurers from all across the land frequently show off their original Lavorre tattoos of which she has complete creative freedom.

Jester’s third business in Nicodranas is a detective agency. A small pop up shop appears in Brenatto’s Apothecary. Her and Veth only take a few jobs but boy oh boy do they make a splash.

Jester Lavorre is the kind of person who everyone knows about. Everyone knows about the artist, the tattooist and the detective. And frequently someone will be like “oh my god? They’re all the same person?? How??”

Fjord Lavorre or captain tusktooth to the public is a much less famous figure. But respected amongst those who know him.

He develops a position of respect among all the ships on the sea. Even the ocean itself seems to be on his side (most of the time)

He is most well known in an orphanage in Port Damali. He tore apart every corrupt force there and made sure the orphanage would be running correctly and that it would be very well funded by one Jester Lavorre and one very well established captain tusktooth.

Fjord and Jester visit often to check in and make sure things are going well. Children at the orphanage are all offered free spots at Veth The Brave’s Summer Adventure Camp if they so choose to go.

Jester paints the most gorgeous murals on the walls of the orphanage.

Fjord is kind of a natural performer and he does an incredible story time

Im a fan of the foster parents Fjord and Jester hc. I also think Jester gives herself (and probably fjord) a tattoo to remember each teen they foster and the kid can get a matching tattoo if they want.

I think they stay around the menagerie coast for awhile. But eventually they want to explore more they go to Tal Dorei and Marquet and every other possible place.

#critical role #critrole #cr spoilers #mighty nein #cr speculation

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storylineage · 6 years

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{ hugh jackman ; heterosexual ; cismale } — » introducing gaston legume , the 55 year old also known as gaston from beauty & the beast . rumour is that he has been in auradon for a week . it’s been speculated that he is a taxidermist at auradon fine taxidermy . word is that he is suave but he can also be vain .

SAY IT AGAIN ! WHO’S A MAN AMONG MEN ! ------ yes yes who can write up these great little bits at the beginning of their intros like link ? my little blips are lovely & now part of my aesthetic so i can’t make an intro without them anymore . can’t just get straight to things . anyway , though , as a kid gaston was always my favorite disney villain ! he’s interesting to me in that he’s just . . . a really bad guy . like no powers or anything . . . & it’s not like he’s looking for world domination or to overthrow a kingdom . he’s just an angry , self absorbed man who can’t take no for an answer yet he’s still terrifying because he’s so manipulative . anyway ! i’ll get to this before i go blabby . this may . . . be long . i’ll be taking influences from the original animation , the live action , & the disney novelization .

so here’s a dip into gaston & the hcs i have on his past & why he is the way that he is !

while he does have ancestors from france , hence the french name ‘legume’ , i hc his father was from england . his father moved to france to help relatives there & met gaston’s mother .

his mother left them when gaston was young .

his father is who taught him such toxic masculinity growing up & it only worsened after gaston’s mother left them .

his father hired tutors for gaston , but they were english tutors . gaston’s education suffered greatly from this fact since , even though he was taught to read & write , he was only taught in english . he never took to naturally learning french from the world around him so he can’t read the books outside of his father’s collection due to the fact they’re all in french .

even so , though , he doesn’t read much anyway . he’s ok with a few books ( he liked hamlet & macbeth a bit hence him quoting macbeth in the mob song from the live action but also i think that that quote just really stuck to him he probably doesn’t even remember what its from ) but he doesn’t really like reading much . thinks it’s boring .

fast forward some odd years

in the live action batb , it is implied that gaston fought in some war . i’m going to include this because there’s a very interesting fact you can pull from the fact he was in the war .

gaston wasn’t in the french army !

gaston’s uniform , clearly , is bright red ! the french wore navy blue uniforms . you know who was red ? the british ! gaston fought in the biritsh army ! he was a captain , even .

so why’s it he’s popular among all these french people ?

in the ‘gaston’ musical scene in the live action , we can see murals of gaston painted on around his tavern . one of which is a picture of a victorious gaston in the war , holding his sword , atop a mound of defeated soldiers . dead , defeated soldiers . . . dressed in red .

gaston was a deserter from the british army !

he got to the rank of captain then changed sides & stabbed the british in the back .

a hero , for france . he’s a filthy traitor to the british .

he has ptsd from the war , yes , in the fact that he’s never been able to settle back into a normal , peaceful life . in the war he commanded & was surrounded by action ! he had a lot of purpose . coming back , he couldn’t stand the mundane life .

he drowned how jaded & hollow that made him by feeding off the praise from the villagers which made him feel wanted & important again . he just buried everything under his ego .

his mind craves action , though , & extremely militaristic . his anger , especially , shows this . if there is something in the way , destroy it . wars are not won with soft hearts .

he really sets into a militaristic mind set by the mob song . the beast was a threat to him ( for belle’s hand mostly but to the village too i suppose but i really don’t think he gave a shit about the villagers he just liked them for the praise they gave him ) so he rallied the town ( the closest thing he had to soldiers ) to destroy him . an excuse for him to feel the war again , too .

--------- NOW .

gaston on the isle . first of all , gaston never thought he was in the wrong . he , the entire time , though himself a hero . he figured , once he killed the beast , belle would come to realize that , too , & realize how foolish she was .

needless to say , he’s pissed that he was sentenced to that place .

doesn’t matter if the beast was good in the end , he was trying to save his village & the girl he loved from what looked like a threat to the people at the time ( sure he wasnt doing it for the people & more to seem like a dashing hero to belle so he could finally marry her but hush ) & he doesn’t think he should be locked up for that .

still thinks belle is delusional .

still hates the beast .

i don’t know why he was brought from the isle like bringing him here is one of the worst ideas but hm ok .

he’s sensitive . don’t bring up what happened with him & belle / beast . do not bring up his failure . its the biggest stab to his ego to remind him of that . he’s beyond pissed about it .

thinks himself better & above all the other villains . but , like , what do you expect ? he’s so full of himself .

proud of his sons in the fact that they’re all handsome , strapping young lads .

thinks his daughter needs to shut her mouth more & do as she’s told because he is a sexist piece of shit .

didn’t like . focus on his kids’ education much because he didn’t think it really mattered .

he’s short tempered but he does try to keep a slim bit of extra patience towards his kids since they’re his flesh & blood .

does taxidermy because he got more into it a bit on the isle . does well for his aesthetic & he’ll sometimes go out & hunt for the animals he uses on his own . so it lets him hunt which helps calm him . nothing like shooting innocent animals to chill u out .

spends much of his free time in bars .

hates belle ?? like absolutely loathes her . but still wants to marry her but at this point i’m sure it’s out of pure fucking spite .

#aurcdon:intro #gaston intro.#tbh i loved the bit more depth the live action gave to his character #i was really really happy w/ live action gaston #made him a v interesting character #also i couldnt find a gif but #the icon i used is actually hugh when he was gaston & i think thats beautiful

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honeylikewords · 7 years

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*STARTS CHANTING AROUND FIRE, THROWING IN MYSTICAL HERBS AND WEARING SICK AS CLOTHING AS I DANCE AROUND THE FIRE* BIGBY WOLF HC BIGBY WOLF HC BIGBY WOLF HC!!!!! 🔥🔥

i’m giving myself a quick break from School Activities and Indulging Myself because i LOVE

okay, SO.

bigby canonically hates perfumes. they overwhelm his nose and smell like barf to him. so one time, when walking a mundy mall with his sweetie, bigby accidentally behaves himself poorly (i.e. slapped her butt in a too obvious way while trying to be playful but just ended up coming off as boorish, or made a joke about how “none of these modern fashions fit her” (he just meant that she’s timelessly pretty but is bad with his words)). as a result, she storms off and stands inside bath and body works. she glares at him from just inside the doors, and poor bigby is choking and gasping, pleading from out in the hall for her to come back as if she’s just run into a cloud of mustard gas.

“BABY,” he pleads, nose running, eyes watering, “I WON’T DO IT AGAIN! JUST COME OUTTA THERE BEFORE YOU SMELL LIKE SHITTY PUMPKIN SPICE FOR THE REST OF THE DAY!”

she taps her foot and glares at him, then reaches for a sample bottle of a body spray. bigby audibly screams.

bigby is a bit more sentimental than he lets on. he keeps all manner of small tokens from his girl, even before they were seeing one another. she asks him one day when she’s over at his apartment what the box under the couch is and he goes to stop her but it’s too late. she’s pulled it out and opened it and bigby is bright red across the face, sheepishly staring at his shoes.

“is this... a box of nicotene patches?” “yeah,” he grunts, shy. “you gave ‘em to me when you wanted me to quit smoking.” “and you did quit.” “yeah.” “but this box isn’t opened?” “i wasn’t smokin’ ‘em for the nicotene,” he admits, flustered and overwhelmed by his sudden boyish shyness. “i smoked so that i, uh, wouldn’t keep tryin’ to, ya know, smell you.”

she pauses, staring at him.

“smell me?” “you know! ‘cause you’re so- i like your- it’s just a wolf thing,” bigby blushes. “don’t think about it too much or you’ll think i’m some kind of creep.”

“it’s not creepy,” she smiles, thumbing through the stack of post-it notes that he’s kept from her. “it’s cute.” “bullshit.” “don’t call me a bullshitter or i really will be mad.” bigby shoots her his crooked, hangdog smile, and watches her pull out a hallmark card, eyes widening.

“this is from six christmases ago!” “uh-huh.” “and you still have it?” “it was the first card you ever gave me, sweets. i, um, kept all of ‘em, actually.” “no way.” “yeah. manila envelope to the right.” she opens it and looks at the neat, orderly pile of dozens of cards. christmases, birthdays, valentine’s, thank you’s, get well soon’s. and pictures of her. countless pictures.

there are some he’s taken, some from when they were just friends, some from her family albums. her mother sent bigby a picture of her as a baby grinning from the kiddie pool in their backyard. bigby even has clipping from various newspaper articles that featured her name- a guest column here, a small op-ed piece there, an “about town with so-and-so”. her smiling face as she poses with a community volunteer group that’s painting a mural, featured on page D-7 of a minor local paper.

“bigby,” she says, face soft and eyes welling. “oh.” “i must look like a psycho stalker,” he grumbles back. “but it’s just stuff that’s accumulated over the years. i promise i don’t have a corkboard with your name on it and red string or anything-” “it’s so sweet.”

bigby pauses, then kneels down next to her and kisses her softly on the lips, knowing full well that he smells a lot like day-old stale coffee and a little bit of whiskey and cheap aftershave. but she smells like the most heavenly, earthy, solid and wonderful thing he can think of, nameless but tangible. she smells like rainfall, like a cool breeze through an open window at night, like a delicately scented blossom bursting into bloom on a tree in the dawn of spring.

“you sure it ain’t creepy?” “positive.” “then you’re gonna love my scrapbook.”

#messages #fave #long post //#mega fave #bigby wolf #IM THE BOSS NOW AND I GET TO WRITE ALL THE BIGBY CONTENT I DAMN WELL PLEASE MAY I HAVE A HELL YEAH #capslock //#Anonymous

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jacarandaaaas · 2 months

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mirabels birthday so here’s some headcanons !!!🦋💘

- she zones out a LOT! whatever she’s working on/ thinking about takes priority in her mind so she accidentally gets so invested she could forget someone’s talking to her! (this doesn’t help in school)

- She’s a try hard on everything! probably stems from her giftless status but she gets frustrated if she can’t be up to standards! she ends up exhausting herself or burning out because she overworks herself!

- social butterfly! she’s a people person and loves talking to both the adults and the kids! she loves validation from the adults and being a role model to the kids!

- never stops talking😭 mirabels a professional yapper🙏 DONT ever ask her to explain what she’s working on because she will not shut up ever!!!

- carries around a sketchbook with her and goes to different parts of the encanto for inspiration! she might just doodle a motif or theme but it’s always something! she uses it later in her projects

- stealing @spooky-spextre-arts hc here but I love this one sm!! after Antonio’s plushie he tells the other kids and she makes a load of plushies for everyone!!

- she painted the mural in family madrigal! I think alma is aware mirabels artsy and would have asked her to do it! since it’s special commission that’s why the husbands are absent! mirabel was just so excited to be asked! Also it fits her art style

- she makes clothes! She designs them AND makes them!!

- she has friends! she’s incredibly social and I refuse to believe there’s only 2 teens in the encanto

- she likes cooking with julieta! even if she’s not the best at it she just appreciates the time with her mother!

- she helps Luisa discover her own style! since Luisa’s outfit is for work mirabel makes her other outfits to wear on her days off

- when she gets a crush she’s super annoying about it! Love language is acts of service!

- makes fun of camilo for being cringe (she is also cringe)

- Antonio is her fave cousin (this ones basically canon)

- a home bird!! she can’t ever picture herself leaving the encanto and this causes some friction between her and isa because isa does leave at some point!

- vents to casita about anything and everything (they are best friends)

- still struggles with opening up to people post movie. she’s not user to all the attention on her and gets overwhelmed often (she would never admit it)

- hates her birthdays (this one’s sad ik) but not only is it the anniversary of her ceremony but the day bruno left and in her mind the beginning of the cracks! she’s getting better but it’s still hard! (Her family spoil her for this exact reason)

- when she’s not playing music in the town she often plays with Felix and Dolores!

#encanto #encanto disney #disneys encanto #mirabel madrigal #mirabel encanto #disney’s encanto #encanto headcanons #encanto hcs #mirabel headcanons #mirabel birthday #I probably have more but I’m blanking #happy bday mirabel #my encanto headcanons

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jacarandaaaas · 15 hours

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do you have any random hcs you’ve never really seen anyone else say?

ooh I’m not sure if they’re uncommon or not but happy to share!

- isa has a soft spot for kids in particular! she loves how they look up to her and think she’s the coolest ever (even after wecid) as she’s noticed a shift in how the adults act about her! she hates teens but to be more specific 15 year olds /j

- luisa loves hot chocolate but rarely has it because it makes her sleepy

- mirabel and camilo are both insufferable about their fave animals. like that’s their thing not yours !!!

- pepa hates white wine but loves red

- julieta hates red wine but loves white

- agustín hates awkward silence and would say the most random stuff to fill it

- in contrast felix can keep a conversation going for hours effortlessly

- Bruno hates sweet food because he ate hardly any of it in the walls and lost his appetite for it

- nobody can ever tell when almas being serious or joking post movie. Look at the proof! a mirabels like “ahahah are you being serious or ??!” unfortunately for alma she just SUCKS at humor

- Antonio tells all his animals they’re his favorite to avoid upsetting them (they find out and argue with eachother over it)

- mirabel painted the mural in the town!! she updates it post movie to include everyone and any changes they made to their appearances!

- dolores is really great at advice! she’s straightforward but in a compassionate way and really discusses it with you

#encanto #encanto disney #disneys encanto #mirabel madrigal #mirabel encanto #disney’s encanto #isabela madrigal #bruno madrigal #luisa madrigal #antonio madrigal #pepa madrigal #felix madrigal #agustín madrigal #julieta madrigal #dolores madrigal #camilo madrigal #encanto hcs #my encanto headcanons #thank u for the ask!!!

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