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#luisa x you
sweaterweather-247 · 2 days ago
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Luisa x self harm reader
TW for blood and self harm
Luisa discovers you self harm
You kept your depression and self harm hidden from Luisa, she had a lot going on and you thought her knowing about your addiction, would only burden her. Luisa loved you so much and your safety and happiness was her top priority.
The days you got the urges was the worst. You would get numb and your brain would tell you to hurt yourself and that you didn’t deserve Luisa. After you finished cutting, you’d quickly get yourself all cleaned up like nothing had happened. You’d hide your blade and bloody bandages before Luisa came back.
This went on for months, you were thankful that she was busy because that way you could make sure your cuts didn’t scar or weren’t noticeable. When you were with Luisa, everything felt better, her hugs made all of your worries melt away and your urges would disappear as well.
You’re terrified of Luisa finding out you do this, you think she’ll yell at you or leave you or tell everyone, but those are just fears and you know she’d never do that, she loves you.
Luisa wanted to spend more time with you. Lusia was going to surprise you in your house one day with hugs and a picnic. She felt bad for not spending time with you and she wanted to make it up to you. Luisa loved you so much and you are her everything. Luisa packs up the picnic and heads over to your house.
Meanwhile you were cutting, you were having a bad day and the urges just weren’t going away not matter how much you cut. Luisa walks in and sees your thigh covered in blood and and a blade in your hand. She runs over to you and grabs the blade. You two look at each other, not able to say a word.
Luisa resists every urge to scream at you but she can’t hold it in. Luisa demands to know what you were doing. You get scared and back into the corner, Luisa sees how scared you are right now and knows yelling at you will only make things worse. She slowly walks over to you and gives you a soft hug.
Luisa doesn’t care if blood gets on her, she just holds you and kisses you on the head. Luisa let’s go and tells you that you have to go to Julieta to get healed, you tell her that you don’t want anyone to know. You get the bandages and Luisa bandages you up.
You both lay in bed facing each other, you can’t find the words you want to say. You try to explain why you cut, you tell her how you feel and how much you’re hurting. Luisa feels guilty that she wasn’t there to help you but you tell her it wasn’t her fault and she made everything in your life better
Luisa tells you this needs to stop, you tell her you can’t just quit cold turkey and it takes time and patience to stop. Luisa looks worried, you tell her that if you get urges, you’ll tell her right away. You two cuddle for hours and she holds you so tightly because she’s scared you’ll slip away if she doesn’t hold tight.
Luisa wants to take your blades but you tell her you keep them clean and it’s better to have clean blades than rusty dirty ones, Luisa reluctantly let’s you have them. You’re never left alone for a few months. Luisa keeps you by her side all the time, she’s scared of leaving you alone.
You’re ok with it because you know she just wants to keep you safe from yourself. There’s some days you get urges but Luisa is right there to comfort you, some days you relapse but Luisa is never mad at you and just bandages you up and tells you to keep trying to stay clean. Luisa always celebrates your clean streaks, she’s always proud when you stay clean.
Luisa loves you and never wants to see you hurt, she cares so much about you and you love her so much.
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gotbannedfrommykitchen · 16 hours ago
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AAaAAAA may i pretty please request luisa x fem! reader where the reader comforts luisa when her magic is fading? maybe she invites her to a relaxing little sleepover including cuddles- confessing to luisa that she loves her, and not just for her gift? :0 thank you sm!!!! you're amazing <3
Oh my god finally a request!Thanks for requesting<3
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Luisa Madrigal x Fem!Reader
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When her gift was fading she got really nervous,and who else to go to comfort too?Her girlfriend of course
You knew how stressful it was for Luisa since she's always asked to do many things when she was still a young woman
She deserved a break
In all honesty everyone in the madrigal family deserved a break
Your parents were out and you didn't really expect your girlfriend to knock on your door but here you are
You opened the door surprised to see her
"mi amor?what's wrong?"you asked when you noticed the destress in her eyes
That night she stayed a bit too late because she was too busy venting about stress
Despite her being much much larger than you she was the little spoon for now,she needed comfort
"Mi vida..gift or no gift I'll still love you"
"but what about the village?!I'll be useless-"
You cut her off there
"Amor.Your not useless,gift or no gift your just as amazing as everyone in your family..See?even Mira's fine with not having a gift,you know why?"
"why?"
"be cause she's just as special as everyone in her family and so are you"
She stayed the night and both of you cuddled the night away
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{not prof.read👩🏿‍🎨}
Also sorry I changed the plot!I thought of it while writing I hope it's fine!
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simpscripts · 18 days ago
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Working up a sweat (Luisa x Afab Reader)
Warnings: NSFW, Smut, 18+
Prompt: You ask your friend Luisa to help you learn how to properly work out, the both of you end up sweaty and panting for breath but neither of you would necessarily call what just happened a workout per say.
I’m sitting on Luisa’s bed breathing embarrassingly hard after the ‘small warmup jog’ she made us do before getting to the strengthen workouts. She said it would help loosen me up but all I feel is tightness as I watch her demonstrate the pull up bars, stuck in a trance, staring at her glistening muscles as she works out. I had asked her originally as my friend to help me learn how to workout properly and of course she invited me to her room that stood as a giant gym and even a spa in one corner that I suspect was added when casita was rebuilt. Everything she did was just so effortless, a strong persona I know she holds up, but her muscles aren’t just a performance they are real and tangible, god what I wouldn’t give just to be able to glide my fingers up and down those ridges and curves.
“And its just like that! Pretty simple right Y/N? ......Y/N?” Luisas questioning voice broke the spell I was under. I noticed just how deeply I was breathing and how creepy my staring must have been.
“What? Oh sorry just trying to memorize your technique.” I laugh awkwardly hoping she accepts this partial lie.
“Oh good, would you like to try the pull up bars yourself?” She beamed brightly completely unaware of how quickly she is unraveling me from the inside out.
“Oh.. I don’t know about that, I don’t think I am tall enough. Maybe I should stick to something easier... and closer to the ground.” I say sheepishly while standing up from the bed prepping to start exercising but she’s smiling brightly and grabbing onto my arm to pull me over to the pull up bar.
“Nonsense I’ll just give you a boost!”
“Woah Luisa what are you-“ I end my panicked sentence with a squeal as her hands firmly grab onto my waist and hold me up to the bars, my waist directly in her face causing my face to flush and hands starting to get clammy. “Luisa I don’t know about this.” I stuttered out while gripping onto the bar for dear life.
“It’s alright, I got you, I won’t let you fall.” Her words are so simply soft and gentle. I’m impressed I could hear them at all over my heart banging like a thunderous drum in my chest.
Gulping I try to focus my gaze up at the bar instead of how close Luisa is to me, she was always beautiful and attractive to me but I have never felt the burning desire I feel right now with her hands on my waist. My mind starts supplying fantasies of my back against the wall, thighs firmly perched on her shoulder as her head is buried into me, her hands gripping on my ass and hips for dear life. Ay dios mio I am not going to even make one pull up with the way my whole body is shaking in her hands.
My hands shift slightly to gain a better grip, arms straining as I try raising myself. My biggest mistake at that moment was glancing down seeing just how close her face is to me, seeing her hooded eyes looking up at me with a bright smile. My muscles give out to a shake that rocks my core and my hands slip off sending me down into her arms.
We are staring face to face, her hands pushing more pressure on my waist as she holds on more without the bar support. I am trying to get my breathing under control as I pant out, my hands gaining feeling from the tingling numbness I was experiencing with every breath as I notice my hands placed on her shoulders and upper arm. Her muscles are so much softer than I thought they would be, like a smooth rock still hard and strong but not lacking the gentle softness of the skin.
“Maybe we should get you to start out with something simpler maybe some squats?” She trails off at the end as her eyes unfocus a bit like she is stuck in her mind thinking.
“Oh sure that sounds good.” My tone matching hers but I severely doubt she is thinking the same dirty thoughts I am. “Hey Luisa?”
“Hmm?”
“You have to put me down first.”
“Oh!” She snaps back to the moment to put me down and tries covering this awkward moment with a small nervous laugh while scratching the back of her neck. “Sorry about that. So have you done any squats before?”
“I think so? I’ll show you what I’ve got but I doubt it’s correct.”
We both back up a bit from the other equipment to a more open area of the room, I take a few more steps away to put distance between us hoping that will cool me off a bit. I immediately jump into the squats doing about three before I see Luisa’s form closing the distance again as she scrutinizes my form. I can feel her eyes raking over me and its send shivers down my thighs that has me loosing any shape or form I was holding.
“Stay right there in that position.” She says behind me as I am lowered down in the squat. She’s making small hums as she evaluates me while I try not to focus on the burning that the squat and her eyes set on me. “Ok lift back up.”
I follow her order and try to turn to face her but she nudges me back to where I was facing. Her hands come up to my hips, flinching slightly at the unexpected touch, as she repositions my legs a bit further apart.
“Good, now back down.” I wasn’t expecting the praise from her or the way it would send a shock right to my core, feeling the wetness already pooling there, and while still in her grip start lowering myself. She was right behind me, lowering with me and running her hand along my back to push my back in a better position. “No no, you’re not going low enough, like this.”
Again her hands are back on my hips bringing me down lower with her. The shaking in my legs is back with all this tension turning into a full rumble as my legs twitch. Right as I feel her hands start to slip from my waist to stand back up a stabbing pain seizes up my thigh muscle sending me to the floor with a cry. The cramping muscle only seems to increase in pain every time I try stretching back desperately to reach the awkward position to rub out the knot, painful cries and groans leaving me.
“Where does it hurt? Let me help you.” Luisa drops to the ground immediately with worry filling her voice as her hands are suddenly pushing up the fabric of my skirt to get directly to the skin, pressing only her thumbs at first on the area. “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have pushed you, I could feel how tense you were.”
“No Luisa I am fine I’m-“ A loud groan rips out of me as she kneads the area, cramp dissipating quickly under her magic fingers.
“There we go just like that, good, you know you’ve got a surprising amount of knots? Let me just work them out a bit more, I never knew you were this tense.” Her voice is echoing around me in the fog of pleasure I am feeling, moans are spilling from me and hopefully Luisa just sees them as relief instead of a touched starved pervert on the ground moaning from her hands alone.
“Dios mio, I really need to go-“ Every time I try to speak I am cut off by more and more moans. If Luisas hand were this good just on my thigh what would they feel like if they drifted more inwards. No I have to go before I start drooling, pushing myself up Luisa is using her other hand to push me back down gently.
“No no no you aren’t going anywhere until I take care of your muscles, I don’t want you to cramp up again and get sore.”
She’s torturing me, how in the world can she not see how she’s unraveling me between her fingers? It seems like with every sound from my lips it spurs her on even more to keep massaging my flesh, moving around even dipping to my inner thigh dangerously close to where I want her. Her weight suddenly shifts as she swings a leg over mine and straddles my legs.
“Sorry, I needed to get a better grip but you are doing so good.” She hums a bit as she works completely oblivious to the melting goo pile she has turned me into. Her hands are now separately pulling and kneading the tops of both of my thighs, each pull slightly spreading me apart in between her palms.
I can’t take it anymore, my skin is on fire, my mind is going crazy, every sense is filled with her. Her pressure is holding me down despite how much I want to squirm away to give my burning nerves a chance to settle and each wiggle gives a tiny bit of friction I am craving.
“Fuck Luisa.”
Time halts, the women perched over me tensed and stilled all her movements. There was no misconstruing this anymore and I wish I knew what was rolling through her head. Was she piecing it all together, my flushed face, deep breathing, my stares, and of course me moaning on the ground for a good few minutes while she pinned me underneath her legs?
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you.” Incredible, she really has no fucking clue as to what she is doing to me, hell I think I am leaving a wet spot on the ground.
“Ay dios mio, Luisa I can’t hold it back anymore, you are so fucking hot and you’re teasing me. I am going to lose my mind if you touch me anymore or fuck it touch me more, just please Luisa.”
“Oh” She pauses for a second taking a deep breath. “Oh thank god.” It was a quiet mumble before I am flipped over, still pinned underneath her as she captures my lips with hers.
The kiss is hungry and desperate, fueled by tension that had been building until it snapped. Just from the way she is clinging onto my skin, hand combing through my hair to give a soft tug its becoming clear that maybe I wasn’t the only one feeling the sexual tension this whole time. We were a bit sweaty before but now the room is boiling and the air is thick and humid around us making me want to strip my clothes off as quickly as possible but Luisa pins my arms down.
“Slow down cariño, we don’t want you cramping again do we.” She mumbled before going back to my neck to leave little bites and hickeys on the skin.
“I don’t know, if I cramp will you touch me again?” I meant for that to come off with more confidence but at this point I was whiny and needy. I wanted to finally indulge in all the fantasies I was trying to keep at bay for the past half hour.
Her own face flushes before shifting her arm to trail down my body before slipping below the waistband of my skirt. Her hand grabs a hand full of my thigh while lowering her mouth to the shell of my ear. “Touch you here?”
My waist strains against hers as I try thrusting against her hand for some much needed friction but her hand is retreating once more as I whine. I never pictured Luisa to be the woman she is right now, dominate and teasing me, milking out every beg she can like its music to her ears. As her hand retreated from my waist band it instead traveled up under my shirt to firmly knead the flesh there.
“Luisa please stop teasing!” I’m already on the edge of crying, barley done anything so far but the tension is rising with each fleeting touch. Every touch and sensation kicks the ball farther and faster down the hill its racing.
“I promised I would help release your tension didn’t I? Let me massage you.” Her hands quickly slip off my top and bra leaving the skin to prickle under the slight breeze but even so it isn’t combatting the heat that clings to my skin. “Such soft skin.” Her voice is so steady and soft, unaffected by the rising emotions.
She seems so relaxed but tenses as she hesitates for a second before allowing herself to lower down to lay kisses along my curves. With scrunched up eyes my back curls back into the floor, arching my spine to raise my chest more into her hands and mouth. Focusing strictly on the sensation of her mouth, teeth, and tongue I cant pick up on any sort of pattern making my skin jump in surprise as her mouth moves around aimlessly. A bite here on my nipple, hand digging into my waist and raising my body up more for her, a lick across a collarbone.
“You were thinking about me weren’t you?” Her voice whispered against my skin before quickly settling back in to her own pace.
“Huh?” I pant out briefly letting her words permeate my mind that was filled with screaming voices begging for more. “Fuck, of course I was dreaming about you, you’re a goddess Luisa.”
Her face looks a bit surprised but those eyes are blown out with lust like I’ve never seen before. She leans up to give a full kiss, lips soft molding against my own, not rushed just full of purpose as she knows exactly what she wants and wants to take her time with it. Her hand flexes against my cheek like she wants tot tighten her grip but is too afraid of her strength.
“Don’t be gentle with me Luisa, I won’t break I promise.” I bring up one of my own hands to lay across hers guiding her fingers to dig in more. “You promised me you would work me out.”
She smirks against my lips pulling me in deeper as she starts giving in bit by bit. She’s still holding back afraid but is now testing the barrier, seeing how far she can push and keep pushing me. Now as her plush lips close down on mine she pushes in further to take my bottom lip between her teeth, nip after nip after nip. Lips are swelling and brightening in vibrance as it puffs up, her hands pulling me in closer as if she cant get enough of my skin. I find myself suffocating in her but too brain dead to care, I just want her, everything she is willing to give me. She pulls back teeth sunk in my lips as she tugs away before letting go, both of us catching our breaths staring at each other. She glides her hand down from my cheek tracing along the swollen lips gathering the slickness that coats them with her finger before sticking it in between my lips.
“Suck.” Quickly I suck the digit into my mouth to massage it between my tongue and roof of my mouth, letting it curl and swirl around while sucking rhythmically to my tongue movements.
Luisa’s resolve seems to be breaking, now breathing deep which exaggerates her chest and build even more as it expands with each full breath. She’s biting onto her lip and the other fingers not occupied by my mouth comes down to grip my chin line and pull my gaze up to hers. I bet my face looked like pure sin in that moment, flushed skin, eyes brimming with tears from the exquisite torture she’s putting me through, and slowly working the finger in my mouth.
The sexiest noise I have ever heard leaves Luisa in a groan as she pulls her finger from my mouth, my mouth chasing after the digit before letting it go. “So beautiful.”
Her words and noises are sending more electric straight to my clit causing my hips to twitch under her. She shifts downward, always keeping intense eye contact, tracing her wet finger down from my lips, down my chin and neck as I arched my head back for her path. Down the sternum between the breasts, she is taking her damn time and its driving me insane.
Finally her finger hooks along my waistband once more to drag my skirt and underwear down in one fluid motion. She repositions herself between my legs taking in my form all at once, finally completely on display for her. My heart is beating rapidly always in anticipation for what’s next but as she starts tearing at her own clothes to remove them my heart stops completely.
My earlier praises ringing true as I look down at the goddess of a woman kneeling between my thighs. Sweat is coating her body in a fine sheen that glints of the light of each curve and muscle. She couldn’t look more perfect in my eyes if she tried. I try pushing up quickly to praise her body as she took time with mine but she shakes her head with a hum and smooths my body down with a hand that starts at my stomach and ends between my breasts once I am back down.
“I think it’s time to test your flexibility, cariño.” Suddenly her hands are back on my thighs pushing them apart and up. “Keep those legs there.”
Her hands dig down into my hips testing the shaking legs if they will fall before she dips down to my pussy. My body was prepped for the agonizingly slow torture she seems to like to inflict but instead she is switching it up. She’s pushing my limits more and more with her strength holding on and gripping in places as even her super strength tongue is lapping circles around my clit swirling my head in pleasure with each pass. Her voice hums and moans as if she is stuffing her face with her favorite meal which vibrates against me.
I am trying desperately to keep my legs up and spread but jolts are rocking me as she abuses my clit, shaking my legs and threatening to make them fall. I cant think straight, my mind is filled with nothing but her, the feel of her body on mine, the collapsing weight of heat and sweat surrounding us, and the smell of sweat a sex that permeates the entire room. Her fingers are pushing in against the slickness gathered in the folds before pushing into me completely with a curl. Panting as she comes up for air my own air is knocked out of my lungs watching her fuck my pussy at a brutal pace while her own hand is slipping between her folds with head tilted back in ecstasy.
“Touch yourself, beautiful.” Her head lulls back to front and watches my blissed out face contort and scrunch with every jolt that tightens my center.
Reaching a hand quickly down to my clit I know I won’t last long. The tension is seconds away from snapping and every time I watch her hand push into herself in time with me, soft moans escaping her with every exhale, her own hip jutting forward and stuttering along. I am losing myself in her, chasing the snap, chasing my release I want so desperately.
Suddenly my mouth is full filled with her fingers dripping with her taste, wrapping even more of my senses from the indescribable taste of her. Salt tinges my taste buds of her sweat combined with the sweet bitterness of her. Everything is too much, the room is pushing down on me, she is pushing down on me. Tears fall from my eyes as I desperately chase the finale snap, every time I am on the edge it pulls just out of reach, chanting pleases and begs under my breath.
She must have noticed my struggling and slips another finger inside, increasing her pace as she leans down to kiss me again.
“Let go.” She begs against my lips. “Cum for me.”
That was it, my cord finally snapped. Screams rip from my throat with the crescendo singing only of Luisa, chanting her name like a prayer. Warmth flooded along my nerves in tingling waves, her fingers are gliding me through trying to match the pace of my hips rutting against her as they slow to a roll and then still to the ground besides a few shakes. My mind is broken, I swear I can feel my brain pulsing along with every other inch of my body covered in goosebumps.
Luisa falls next to me pulling my body up on top of hers as I come down from my high. Her hand is tracing soothing patterns against my back as I try breathing in time with her heartbeats. Listening to my own heavy breathing, taking note of the sweat gripping to me drenching the edges of my hairline, and my erratic heartbeat I can’t help but let laughter bubble out of me.
“I think I should workout more.” I press a small kiss against her chest before laying my head back down. “I am sorry I didn’t help you, I am a bit broken right now but give me a minute and ill worship you Luisa.”
Her chest rumbles below me with laughter as she brushes the wet strands of hair out of my face.
“Shhh we will have time for that later, this was only the warmup.”
“Warmup?!” I spluttered out between heaving breaths. I couldn’t imagine anymore pleasure after she thoroughly worked and broke me.
“I have to try out my new equipment properly if I am going to add it to my daily workout routine.” Her finger trails across my spine jolting my exhausted and overstimulated body.
“I think I love exercise now.”
We huff out soft laughs together while entangled, prepping myself fully for a long sore night.
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c1oudyf0ur · 20 days ago
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Why?
Luisa x Reader
synopsis: You have a crush on Luisa but have no idea how to tell her so, you just observe from afar.
notes: reader does wear glasses for aesthetics so if you don't wear glasses, im sorry. also mentions of curly hair
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Why?
One word, one syllable. However, it plagued Luisa's mind everyday and it was all because of you.
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It was a fairly sunny day and Luisa had just finished throwing the donkeys back into the pen. Dusting the dirt and donkey hair from her hands, she turns around to see you. You were just staring at her, jaw unhinged, and your hands clasped in front of you. Luisa raised an eyebrow at you and almost asked if you needed something.
But, before she could say anything, you squeaked and ran off.
This happened very often. It was almost routine for Luisa to seek you out and she always gave you a small wave and you would always run and hide somewhere. She never really understood why you watched her so carefully everyday but it didn't bother her so she never approached you.
However, it still never stopped her from thinking why. Why would you always stare at her with childish wonder and then scurry off when she acknowledged you? Most of all, why did she like the attention?
She decided to ignore these thoughts long enough to complete her chores but then came you again. This time, you were following her as she picked up the donkeys that got out. Of course, Luisa pretended not to notice you in hopes that you wouldn't run away this time. Quickly throwing the donkeys into the pen. she spun around and caught your shoulder before you could run and forced you to look at her.
Cute.
The first thing she thought when she saw you. Your curls reminded her of her cousin, Camilo's hair and your black circle framed glasses made you look cuter than she thought you were. Clearing her throat she lets you go and you look down at the ground. Twisting your fingers, you look up at her.
"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"
She cut you off.
"Why are you always following me? Not like it's a bad thing. Is it a bad thing? I don't know but- agh, I'm rambling, sorry."
You giggled and pushed your glasses up on your nose and extended your hand for her to shake.
"My name is Y/N."
She shakes your hand, careful not to hold to hard and smiles at you.
"I'm Luisa."
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squeamishdionysus · 25 days ago
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can i kiss you?
Pairing: Camilo Madrigal x Reader
TW: none to note
Summary: you never get tired of kissing your boyfriend, and Camilo never gets tired of being kissed.
Pronouns: The reader is female and uses she/her pronouns in this story.
Notes: first fic in a while! more camilo stuff on the way and requests for Encanto x readers are now open!
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Today was a special day. It was the first day in weeks that Camilo wasn't completely busy with chores around town, and one of the few days where the two of you had an opportunity to just do whatever you two pleased.
The day had started with Camilo bringing you some arepas his tia had made, sharing a whole plateful with you while you walked through town. His brother, Antonio, had recently shown him a beautiful hiding place near the Encanto's mountains, one where you could see the entire town from. He had wanted to take you there ever since, and today, he planned just to do that.
When you finished your last arepa, you two were already passed the edges of the town, and getting close to the bottom of the mountains.
"You did remember to bring a blanket, right?" you asked him, swinging his hand back and forth gently as you walked. Camilo nodded, gesturing to the bag he had on his other shoulder.
"Yep! Mirabel made a new quilt for me this week, so I just brought my old one."
You giggled and leaned against his shoulder.
"I'm surprised you're even this prepared," you teased, and he rolled his eyes.
"Oh, it gets worse," he said sarcastically. "I brought water and extra snacks, too!"
You gasped dramatically, placing a hand on your chest and bumping your hips into him lightly.
"who are you, and what you have you done with my 'Milo!"
He gave you a wicked grin and spun away from you, his arms bending to resemble the claws of a maniacal villain.
"Ah, you have caught me, senorita! I am not Camilo, I am-"
He straightened his back and threw his arms to the sky, his body shifting and morphing dramatically into a familiar looking middle aged man, holding his arms out in a large wave.
"Jose! The local carpenter!"
You burst out laughing at that, knowing the many times you had injured Jose while helping him move furniture around Encanto. Camilo knew how embarrassing it was whenever you did that, but never failed to tease you for it regardless.
"Camilo! You're so mean!" you laughed, walking up to him and wrapping an arm around him as he shifted back into himself. "i wouldn't be surprised if he was out to get me at this point, though. Did you see his nose after that bookshelf fell on him?"
Camilo winced, the image of Jose's swollen, broken nose filling his mind as he remembered the awful incident that had happened only earlier that week.
"ugh, yeah... it took quite a few arepas for that to get better."
You cringed, laughing awkwardly as you rested your head on his shoulders.
"I'm seriously impressed that you packed so much just for a hike."
A smug grin came across the curly-haired boy's features as he gave a nonchalant shrug.
"Oh, you know my mama! She made me pack most of the snacks and water, just in case."
You chuckled, already picturing Pepa dragging Camilo back to the house to make sure he packed everything she deemed necessary. She was such a caring and doting mother, and you were lucky that she not only looked after Camilo, but you as well.
"I think its sweet how much she cares about you."
"Between you and me, she seemed more worried about you."
He transformed quickly into a shorter version of his mother (just so you could keep your head on his shoulder).
"If you let anything happen to my future daughter-in-law, Camilo, the Encanto will be flooded for weeks!"
You flushed hearing the words "future daughter-in-law," smiling softly and avoiding Camilo's eyes.
"Did... did she really call me that?"
Camilo gave you a soft look and slowly transformed back into himself, giving you a small "mhm," and squeezing your waist.
"She's done it many times before, ever since you came over for dinner a while back."
You grinned, looking back up at him.
"It makes me really happy to know that."
He gives you a small kiss on your temple, slowly slipping out of your grip.
"I'm glad, mi vida," he says softly, taking your hand and showing you the bottom of one of the many mountains surrounding the Encanto. he slung the bag on his shoulders to his back and lead you forward to the side of the mountain, letting go of your hand to hook his on one of the many vines growing up it. He glanced back at you and smiled.
"Follow me!"
And so you did, allowing Camilo to lead you up the short climb to this hiding spot he had been waiting to show you, eventually pulling you up to a small part of the mountain that jutted out. When you finally got a chance to look around, you realized just how beautiful the spot was, with smooth ground below your feet and captivating trees and plants growing all around and above you. You smiled brightly at Camilo, who was taking the blanket out of his bag and laying it on the ground. He gestured to it gentlemanly, waiting for you to take your place and lie down.
You chuckled, taking your time to lie down and take in the view above you. The trees framed a round picture of the clear blue sky, in which you could see toucans and hummingbirds flying from tree to tree and flower to flower. it was truly a sight to behold and you were still surprised Camilo had even managed to find it.
Soon, Camilo had taken his place beside you, taking your hand in his yet again and giving it a gentle squeeze. You turned to him and gave him your most sincere smile.
"This place is amazing, Camilo."
He chuckled, his brown eyes staring deep into yours.
"I'm glad you like it so much, mi amor."
He looked down at your hand intertwined with his, and he slowly brought them up to his face, placing a gentle kiss on the back of your palm. You giggled again, a blush creeping up your face. You slipped out of his hand to hold the side of his face, taking a minute to just admire the boy in front of you. His wonderfully curly hair and adorable nose, and those eyes you could get lost in for hours. The freckles that dusted the bridge of his nose that you often counted when the two of you were alone, and the soft lips that could render you defenseless with a kiss.
As you brushed your thumb across his cheek, you shyly asked a small question.
"Can I kiss you?"
Camilo's smile faltered a bit as he became flustered at the question, a pink hue crossing across his freckles. However, his look of shock was quickly replaced with a dopey grin.
"Sure," he whispered excitedly, and with a swift movement, your lips were on his. The kiss was sweet and gentle, full of the love and admiration that you had for this boy. You felt his arms snake around your waist, pulling you in a warm embrace as he kissed you back. You could practically feel the smile on his face as he kissed you, and when you pulled away, you could've sworn his smile was glowing.
Camilo slowly opened his eyes again, a lovestruck look gleaming in his eye as he tucked a stray piece of hair behind your ear. you leaned into his touch, giving him an equally romantic look back.
It was amazing how much love this boy could have for you.
He felt his heart beat fast as you opened your mouth to ask him, "can I kiss you again?" and he laughed.
"Mi corazon, do you even have to ask?"
You giggled and rushed to meet his lips again, rolling over so that you were on top of him, placing kiss after kiss all over his lips and face. You dotted over every freckle, and Camilo smiled as you leaned back down to kiss his lips, a loud laugh emitting from his chest.
"Amor, it tickles!'
You gave him one last peck on the lips before leaning above him, looking down at the dopey grin spread across his face.
"Sorry! You're just so kissable, Camilo Madrigal!"
He gave you a skeptical look, combing his hand through your hair.
"Really?"
You sighed dramatically, feigning a distraught look on your face.
"Oh yes! It's just so hard to simply not kiss you," you kissed the tip of his nose, "every time we're together."
"Oh, trust me," he said, gently pressing yet another kiss to your lips. "I know exactly how you feel."
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madrigalfics · 25 days ago
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hii can i request a camilo x super affectionate reader where the reader just walks up to him at random times and showers him in affection maybe the family doesn’t know he’s dating the reader until they walk up to him being all kissy and stuff thank you !
HII OFC U CAN!! i love camilo so much and i enjoy writing for him already :(( i hope u enjoy reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it <3
summary; you are head over heels in love with camilo madrigal, i mean who wouldn’t be? thus, this leads to you expressing your love for him through kisses and hugs until he’s had enough (which is, likely, never). Camilo loves you just as much, if not more, but he hasn’t quite gotten around to telling his family about you. you end up doing the job for him.
warnings: pure fluff fluff fluff, camilo being a flirt, camilo being a simp, pepa loves u!! also not my best work but im a little sick so i tried my best
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One of Camilo’s favorite parts of the day is seeing you. He always seems to be more relaxed around you, more at ease than ever. Whenever he feels stressed or upset, you’re always there to kiss his tears away. So, as he finished up his duties in town, he eagerly got the remaining ones done. The curly-headed boy felt his heartbeat quicken at the thought of seeing you again.
He smiled to himself. You just always seem to have that effect on him.
“Camilo.”
said boy jumps at the sound of his name being called, quickly spinning around. He finds his sister looking down at him, one of her eyebrows raised.
“Will you stop sneaking up on me like that?” he huffed, turning to walk away from Dolores. She only followed.
“Well, your heartbeat was beating so loud I could hear it from miles away. I thought I’d check up on you.” She explained, a knowing time to her voice. Camilo froze, turning to her.
“Could you really?”
Dolores scoffed. “No, not from miles away. I was heading back to casita and I could hear it louder as I got closer.”
“your gift is a pain.” mumbled Camilo, still attempting to walk away from his older sister. He received an elbow to his side.
“I know your off to see that girl, by the way. You’re kind of loud about it.” She shrugs, squeaking.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m gonna go now.” The shapeshifter walked faster, advancing ahead of Dolores.
“You’re going the wrong way.”
Camilo sharply inhales, turning around.
“I knew that.”
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“Amor!”
Camilo felt his lips lift up into a smile as he heard the familiar voice call him by the ever so endearing nickname he was given. He opened his arms, and sure enough, you ran right into them. God, did he adore holding you. You were always so warm and welcoming. He loved the way you held on just as tight as he did.
“Woah, your acting like we haven’t seen each other in ages.” He teased, letting go of his grip on you. You laughed, lightly hitting his shoulder.
“As if you don’t act the same way.”
You escaped from his embrace, making his lips form into a pout. “Don’t give me that face.”
He only frowned further, feigning sadness. Camilo didn’t expect you to lean in and kiss him, but that’s exactly what you did. The sudden action had him stumbling back a little, loosing his balance as his hands listened to his instinct to hold your waist. The two of you landed softly on the grass, you separating from the kiss with a soft giggle. 
“Was the kiss that good?” You joked, sitting up. Camilo stayed spread out on the floor, looking up at you with red cheeks.
“Oh my God, you dork. I’ve kissed you a million times before.” You blushed profusely at your lover’s dramatics, a hand absentmindedly playing with his curls. His hand reached out to grab yours, bringing it to his lips with a grin. Your heart sped up as he placed the lightest kiss to your wrist.
“And each time I think I fall harder for you, mi vida.” His voice is genuine, his eyes staring up into yours with adoration clear in his eyes. Your heart speeds up, and you’re sure your entire face is red at his words. Your free hand reaches down to tuck a strand of his hair behind his ear, while leaning down to give him another kiss.
You spent the rest of the day in each other’s presence.
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   There was an unspoken change between the two of you since that day. Not a negative one, no, far from it. You’d always been affectionate with Camilo, he’s your boyfriend after all. Though, now you were being more bold. He wasn’t complaining. 
He would be walking around town (looking for you, but never admitting it) and be greeted constantly by your kisses and hugs. He’d often invite you to walk around with him, or to help him with babysitting. It helped him spend more time with you without having to give excuses to his family. Although, they were starting to notice how he’d get home dazed and with a smile on his face. By now, practically the entire everyone knew about the two of you.
Well, everyone but the Madrigals. It’s not like Camilo was ashamed of you, he could never be. His family was just a bit overbearing at times, and he didn’t want them to overwhelm you with their teasing. He also appreciated having you alone to himself while he could. A bit of privacy never hurt anyone, after all. 
It went on for a while, before one fateful day. Camilo had been gone from casita longer than usual, causing Pepa to worry. It was only a few couple minutes later than he would usually return, but that was enough to form a rainy cloud above her head. 
“Pepa.”
She turned to glare at her mother.
“the cloud.” Abuela Alma responded calmly, letting her daughter cool down. Almost immediately, the ginger stroked her braid mumbling to herself as the cloud departed. 
“He’ll be home soon. There is no danger outside of our casita.” Abuela consoled her, placing a hand on her shoulder.
“Oh, I know. But he maybe he’s hurt himself! What if he’s laying somewhere, dead, and I don’t know? What if-” a rain droplet falling onto her dress shut her up. Pepa groaned in frustration, waving the cloud away. Her head snapped towards the door as it opened, her son walking in. 
“Hey, mami.” He laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck.
“Camilo Madrigal, where have you been? I was worried sick!” She grabbed a hold of his face, inspecting him.
“I was just walking y/n home, I ran into her.” Camilo lied, attempting to push his mother’s hands off him. Her eyebrows furrowed at your name, letting go of him. 
“Oh! Well you should have just said so.” Pepa’s mood changed quickly as she smiled at her son. “You know, you should invite her over. She’s a nice girl, perfect for you!”
Camilo grinned to himself, blushing.
“Mami!”
“I’m just saying.”
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Camilo was practically sweating as he waited for you to arrive. He pretended not to see his family members staring at him, and then the door. He knew they were all curious about you. Most of them knew you were ‘friends’ and that you spoke to one another. They all also suspected you were a bit more than that, though none of them had solid evidence.
“So...inviting your first girl over, huh?” He looked over at Mirabel, who had come from the kitchen. Camilo rolled his eyes playfully.
“First and only girl.” He blurted out without thinking, before realizing his words as his eyes widened. Thankfully, his cousin was none the wiser. 
“Ooo. I’m taking it that you really like her then.” She nudged him, grinning.
“Aren’t you supposed to be helping set up the dinner table?” He asked, playing with the strings hanging at the bottom of his ruana.
“Aren’t you?” she shot back, giving him a look as she noticed how nervous he was. “You’ll be fine. I’m sure she’ll love us and we’ll love her! then you can finally make a move.” She reassured him, walking back into the kitchen.
“I already have.” he huffed to himself. 
It wasn’t until a while later that you actually showed up. Camilo smiled wide as he caught sight of you walking up to casita. He felt his breath hitch as he noticed that you weren’t wearing your usual dress. This one was new, and looked breathtaking on you. All he wanted to do was kiss you, but that would have to wait.
 As he walked up to greet you, though, it appeared you had other plans. You ran up to him, hugging him tight and planting a kiss to his lips before pulling away. 
“Hi, amor.” You smiled at him, cupping his face in your hands. You stared at him, confused as he looked at you with wide eyes. “What’s wrong? Is the dress too much?” You worried, glancing down at yourself. You looked behind him to see his family with the same look of surprise on their faces. 
You were about to say something when Camilo pulled you in for another kiss, holding you close to him.
“I knew it.” Dolores spoke, looking smug. You eventually broke the kiss, heat rushing to your face. Your shapeshifting boyfriend pulled you closer to him.
“This is my girlfriend, Y/N.” He grinned lovingly at you. Felix snapped out of his shock, walking towards his son to pat him on the back. 
“Oh, Camilo, you should have told us!” Pepa rushed forward, embracing you both. “You’re growing up so fast!” Tears brimmed at her eyes. 
“Mi vida, your cloud.” Felix reminded Pepa as he pulled her away. 
“Well,” Abuela Alma spoke, approaching you.
“Welcome to the family, mija.”
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dumb-gryffindor · 22 days ago
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the urge to fucking gatekeep encanto from all of you whites. i think that its perfect that yall can relate to some of the characters, but please do not take away the main message of the movie.
this movie is about intergenerational trauma, something very common among latine families, not about your stupid headcannons about Luisa being trans because shes "buffy" (which is already transphobic and racist itself??).
its always with latine movies. you always take away the little representation we got and make it all about yourself, ruining the beautiful thing that the movie is. "lets ignore the main message of the movie protraying family trauma and latine culture and make it all about ourselves!!!!"
everyone can enjoy the movie, because thats what movies are for, but just please stopt taking away the little rep we got and completely ignoring the message of the movie.
please stop calling 15 year olds HOT??? Please stop SHIPPING FAMILY MEMBERS together??? I literally saw someone call Antonio, a FIVE YEAR OLD, hot. Isabelas dress is meant to represent the colombian flag, not the pansexual one.
stop it. just stop it. if youre offended by anything i said on this post, then you better read it twice.
(i made some edits to this post bc there were some grammar mistakes and also erased the word simping, im sorry that i used it, i wasnt aware of its full meaning)
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yandere-toons · a month ago
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If you’re fine with going to see the movie, then yeah, because honestly Pepa and her family would be a interesting set of platonic yanderes imo lol
Yandere Madrigals (Platonic Headcanons)
TW: Emotional Manipulation, Toxic Mindsets.
A.N. - I wasn't sure how much of the family you wanted, so I did all of them at once.
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A silent war is waged in Casa Madrigal, and the entire town of Encanto has a stake in it. When the skies darken and pouring rain arrives in gusts of howling winds courtesy of Pepa, every citizen reaps the consequences of the family having an argument with or a disagreement over their friend. Each member has a unique idea of how best to treat their friend, which breeds an endless amount of petty conflict but also a powerful sense of unity.
As the perceived golden child, Isabela expects to be the centre of their attention. She attempts to dazzle them by blooming rows of the flowers she has been told are beautiful and praised for growing, and if this fails to win their everlasting admiration, Isabela is at a loss for what to do. For much of her life, her chlorokinesis was hailed as her best quality, leaving seeds of envy to sprout when their friend is impressed by another member of the family.
In addition to her own insecurities, Isabela encounters great competition in the form of her cousins. None of these threats are greater than Camilo, who is rich with a need for attention and is determined to steal the title of their friend's favourite Madrigal. Camilo shapeshifts into random civilians on the street, important people in their friend's life and their preferred member of the family if not himself – all to interact with them a little longer and, in his mind, build a rapport with them.
Luisa is not as hungry for attention as her cousins and older sister, but she does have a robust want to be seen as useful to their friend. She refrains from intruding on their engagements with other members of the family and instead waits for them to seek out her, asking for any tasks and chores that she can do for them every time they meet. Luisa measures her worth by how much stress she lifts off their friend and encourages them to transfer the smallest and most insignificant duties to her if she has not helped them for a while.
Before Bruno is accepted back into the family, he goes unnoticed by their friend until Dolores enlightens them or they catch him raiding the kitchen in the dead of night during a sleepover. Bruno fears the wrath of Alma and resigns himself to speaking with them through tunnels in the walls, sometimes trying to persuade them to visit his hideout. Antonio is informed of this via his nocturnal animals and Bruno's rats, but the kid is happy to keep it secret as long as he can come with their friend and receive extra time with them later.
As a magic-less individual in a household full of supernatural abilities, Mirabel struggles to retain a presence in their friend's day. Among her family's nonstop ventures to enthrall them with superhuman feats, she feels that anything she can offer is doomed to be inferior to the gardens, rainbows and heavy lifting. This does not deter her from trying, however, and Mirabel seeks to claim her piece of their attention by rushing to talk to them and bring them to the privacy of the nursery when a family member steps away.
Regardless of how much their friend tries to keep their private life to themselves, Dolores hears each thought mumbled in secrecy and every twinge of fear and discomfort that sneaks into a laugh or step. She is quite loose-lipped when it pertains to secrets and wastes no time recounting everything she learned to the eager ears of her family. As a means of vengeance whenever someone interrupts her time with their friend, Dolores withholds information and tells her other relatives not to keep the offending member updated with the latest news until either she forgives them or they apologize to her.
Mirabel and Antonio shed doubt on the fairness of this process, and while she does not approve of its underhanded nature, Alma deems it a necessary invasion to ensure their safety. As far as Agustín and Félix are concerned, eavesdropping is a silly byproduct of joining the Madrigals because their friend might as well be a member of the family. Julieta and her motherly instincts support Alma when she encourages their friend to move into Casa Madrigal, citing it as a way to provide them with the happiest life possible.
After he is accepted back into the family, Bruno lives in constant fear of giving their friend one too many negative prophecies and losing their companionship forever. He wishes to only share the good news, but the thought of them facing a hardship unprepared when he could have warned them drives him to track down their whereabouts and deliver the brutal truth. Whether Bruno slips up or Dolores overhears him, knowledge of the adverse prophecy flows back to the rest of the family and causes an uproar at dinner.
Alma leads the discussion, with Julieta and Pepa throwing in the odd comment here and there. Agustín and Félix are the jokesters of the group and fail to understand why the situation has to be so tense, aiming to keep the room stable with humour. Isabela casts hidden glares and the occasional snide remark at whoever she thinks their friend prefers to her. Dolores exposes her, and Isabela's denial leads to Pepa succumbing to the emotional chaos and summoning a storm.
Camilo seizes the opportunity to mock and impersonate whichever family member he views as his biggest competitor. Luisa is crying about how she has supposedly disappointed their friend, while Mirabel comforts her and tries to keep a foothold in the conversation at the same time. Antonio is an anxious observer for most of the event and excuses himself to play with his animals far from the dining room.
Just as it seems like the discussion cannot be salvaged, Bruno stumbles out of a hole in the wall – sand in his mouth and a rat in his hand. He lies and announces a second prophecy that negates the first. It is a desperate ploy to ease the tempers and fears of his family, and if the real prophecy comes to pass, Bruno suggests a way to fight it but paints the suggestion as a forgotten detail of his vision to preserve his innocence.
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disneyandsonyandpixarohmy · 21 days ago
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How the Madrigals Would React to Seeing You in Encanto for the First Time - Pt. 1
The Madrigals x gn!Reader
Fluff - Romantic
Requested: No
[Word Count: 941]
The Madrigals are used to seeing most citizens of Encanto frequently, so it's always a shock when they see someone new. They just weren't expecting for that person to be so stunning.
- My first Encanto piece because I'm lowkey scared to write for this movie. It's short for that same reason, sorry! -
Pt. 2
Camilo and Mirabel involved, 18+ DON'T READ THEIR PARTS (they're last)
Luisa, Isabela, Dolores, Camilo, and Mirabel included
Luisa
She was just helping out with moving carts around when she saw you out of the corner of her eye
After doing a double take, she almost dropped the cart she had in her hand
You were the most stunning person she had ever seen
Luisa instantly became mesmerized with how you moved, elegantly and with purpose as you looked about the Encanto
When you looked back at her and smiled, Luisa felt her heart stop for a moment
She wanted to go up to you and say something, anything, but her mind had drawn a blank
And so she just stared as you turned and walked down the opposite road, waving at passersby as you went
She didn’t stop thinking about you for the rest of the day, running through speeches in her head so that next time she saw you, she would have something to say
Isabela
Through the haze of countless purple and pink flower petals, Isabela almost didn’t see you at first
Once the curtain fell, though, you were the first person her eyes went to
You were just a member of the crowd, watching and cheering along with everyone else, but you stood out enough to catch her eye
You seemed to glow as if you were made of the sun itself, illuminating your frame as you clapped for her show
She would never admit it, but Isabela knows that a few mismatched flowers sprouted along the length of her hair when you smiled at her
After the kids had run off to go be entertained by Camilo, Isabela rushed towards you to make her standard greeting
For some reason she couldn’t explain, she fumbled with her words for a moment, stuttering as you took her hand to shake
Dolores watched the whole thing, and needless to say, the whole Madrigal family was instantly in on the plan to get their dear Isabela to talk to this mysterious newcomer
Dolores
The commotion of Encanto tends to keep Dolores away, but something compelled her to visit just this one day
As she was wandering about, picking out certain fruits for Julieta to cook with, she accidentally bumped into someone at a stand
Dolores turned to apologize, but the words got caught in her throat when she made eye contact with you
Time seemed to move slower than usual as you smiled at her, apologizing for running into her
“No, no, I’m sorry for bumping into you,” Dolores said, her quiet voice even softer than usual
You and her actually struck up a conversation, and Dolores realized just how easy it was for her to talk to you. It felt natural, and she instantly got a sense of safety just from this one moment with you
When you parted ways, Dolores couldn’t get you off of her mind, even spilling her own secret to her family at dinner that night
She would later send Camilo out to search for you while he did his chores so he could tell you that Dolores wishes to see you again, and that she wanted to invite you to a dinner at their Casita
Camilo
Camilo was supposed to be entertaining the kids when you stopped by
He shifted back into himself, watching with a slightly parted mouth as one of the children he was playing with ran into the arms of the most enchanting person he had ever seen
You stood, chuckling at your younger sibling, and thanked him for watching over them
Camilo nodded numbly before he came to his senses, literally shaking himself out of it
He caught you before you could get too far away, gently grabbing you by the shoulder and introducing himself
You two hit it off better than Camilo expected, and you even stuck around to help him handle the kids while he went off to help with some more chores he had around Encanto
When he returned, Camilo thanked you profusely, and offered to meet up with you again sometime
While on the surface it looked like a smooth way to ask for you to hang out with him more, Camilo’s face was probably hotter than a summer’s day and he was fighting the urge to shift bodies just so he wasn’t sweating as badly
When he watched you walk away with your little sibling in tow, he couldn’t help shifting into you, completely lost in thought (the kids loved this and now refuse to stop mocking him for it, much to Camilo’s dismay)
Mirabel
Mirabel figured that day to be just like all the others until she saw you talking to a sweet old lady that seemed to be pointing out the way to somewhere
She watched as you thanked the lady and turned to leave before she came to her senses and scrambled to follow you, insisting that it wasn’t in a creepy way or anything and she just wanted to say hi
You heard her footsteps and abruptly stopped, spinning on your heel to be met face-to-face with Mirabel Madrigal - her glasses askew and fists clenching the fabric of her skirt
Mirabel hastily introduced herself with a nervous grin, violently extending her hand for a shake
You could tell she was nervous but humored her, acting like this was any old greeting (which you had been doing lots of as of late)
You explained that you were new to Encanto and that your family had moved here only a week ago, to which Mirabel offered to show you around
When you accepted, Mirabel waited for you to turn around before holding a mini-celebration with herself, quickly fist bumping the air
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ok but the stairs in Bruno’s room………
In every single fanfic I’ve read on Bruno x Reader tag, Y/N enters his room and goes “are you fucking kidding me????” and Bruno tries to explain, very awkwardly, how you “get used to it over time”
lmfao no normal human being can get used to those baby, we love you but hate those stairs
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levexe-isunstable · 18 days ago
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“𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙟𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨!?” —𝘾𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙡
ALright, brain rot, Jealous! Camilo having a fight with the reader.
camilo x gn! reader
mirabel x reader (platonic ig)
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You and Camilo are literally close. Very. thick as fucking thieves. The chaotic duo, drama all the way bitch. You two are never seen separated! Literally, it’s like you guys are attached to the hip.
….
Well that was when you guys were kids.
You guys drifted away…young loVERS TORN APART! Charot lmao
You guys haven’t spent a lot of time with each other because of chores…and Casita breaking…etc. confessions from guys and gals alike. Of course, gayness bitch.
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You walk around the village, books in your arms, you are currently trying to go to la casa Madrigal. Emphasis on trying.
“Hey–coming through!” you yell at some kids who're running around the street. You really did not want to damage these new books from the city.
You were pulled back to the sidewalk, “Dios Mio, Y/n, you’re gonna get yourself killed oneday” said your friend, Camilo Madrigal, the shapeshifting Madrigal. “I’m sorry that I don’t control that damn donkey I guess” you rolled your eyes. You rearrange the books in your arms while Camilo hands you the ones you dropped. “What are you doing with those books anyway?” he questioned, “ well for your information, I need these books to know more about astronomy.” you answered “Astrono- what? Stop making up words!”
“I’m not dumbass”
“You wound me, L/n”
“Stop being dramatic”
“stOp bEiNg drAmaTic!” mocked Camilo, shapeshifting into you. “Bastard, '' you muttered. Indeed you borrowed these books in a library from your visit in the city.
“So,” Camilo started, “so?” you asked.
“How’s the city? Do they actually have those rectangular things that take pictures?” he tilted his head to the side, “well, duh. I learned a lot about it. Emphasis on a lot” smugly, you took the phone from your pocket as he examined it in awe “woahh woah woah waoh WOAH- can we take pictures!?”
“HELL YEAH!”
You pushed the books in his hands as he waited patiently when you opened your phone. “Alright, here” you said, posing yourself for a selfie. He looked at you, “dude what are you doing?” “posing?” “poser.” you rolled your eyes “just get in a pose so I can get a picture!” he sighed, “fine.” he puts your arm around your waist while you put yours around his neck. “Alright, now look at that dot thing right there, yeah, there” you and him smiled and *click* damn, you forgot to turn off the flash.
Silly Y/n, totally did not do that on purpose.
You laughed at your friend’s pain as you examined the picture. Your eyes were closed while Camilo had the look that said ‘holy shit I did not expect to be hurt today, how dare you’ you snorted at his reaction and decided to put it as a wallpaper.
“Aggh! You wound me, Y/n! You will regret this I tell you!” Yelled dramatically by the shapeshifter. “Alright, sure, now get up, people are looking,”
“You hurt me! The audacity you have!”
You sighed, smiling, dragging him by the back of his ruana as he helplessly got dragged.
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Camilo frowned, you’ve been spending more time with Mirabel than him, bitch what the fuck. He knew he shouldn’t be sad, or hell, jealous!
He looks silently while you and his prima dance around the flowers Isabela made.
“So, me being the best prima ever–hey!--sorry, best prima ever THAT’s the same age as Camilo, when ya gotta tell him? Babe, me and the girls waiting in agony.”
“Suffer.”
“Damn! Who hurt you today? But seriously though. I am dying.” said Mirabel, slouching her back to show mock tiredness
You blushed, playing with your hands “can- can you help me confess?” Mirabel blinked, “OF COURSE!” she hugged you, happy you finally asked her that, you laughed while holding her small frame by the waist. Camilo, of course, saw this and thought you confessed your undying love for his prima. His eyes still widen in shock and pain. He walked, walked away to the woods and stayed there.
He sighed, he knew his sister could hear him, he knew he never stood a chance in the first place, so why did he still have hope? Why , why did he pretend to think that he actually had a stand? Is it because of how you act around him? Those smirks and smiles you give him? The ones who always make him swoon and weak in the knees? He’s pathetic, he thinks. He thinks he’s just the best friend. That’s what he thinks now. But when he first saw you, oh it was the best day ever! On January the 5th (yes today, fuck off.) the first day he saw you. You guys were still kids, it was the first year he got his gift. He shapeshifted into different people to entertain his prima, who didn’t get a gift. He heard laughter from behind him, he turned around and saw you. You were pretty. But still, were you laughing at his prima? “What’re you laughing at?” he asked. “You! That’s awesome really. Sure. but I could literally see you using your gift to make yourself taller.” you rolled your eyes and crossed your arms sassily. “I do not!”
“Do.”
“Do not!”
“Do!”
“I DON’T”
“Sure, curly. Anyway, hi there! I’m y/n, my family just moved here.” you smile at Mirabel. She looked at you and smiled, “Hi there, Y/n! I’m Mirabel, nice to meet you but please don’t be mean to my primo” she put her hand behind her neck. “Sure , okay Mirabel!” you said enthusiastically, “so, what’s your name? I can’t call you curly forever.” you joke, he looked at you and smiled, “Camilo Madrigal, hope ya enjoy Encanto, Y/n!” he said, shaking your extended hand. Mirabel smiled at the interaction. And from that day on, you three would hang out each day. It was the best decision of his life, shaking your hand, telling you his name.
He smiled softly at the memory, I may not have said this before, but he had a bouquet of flowers with him, he hand picked them from the forest, too tired of Isabela’s teasing.
He looked at it with tired eyes, sighed and put it in the side. He hid behind his arms and let the tears fall. He wondered what you and Mirabel were doing now.
—--
And wonder he did.
“And, what I’m trying to say is, I love you, Camilo Madrigal.” you finished, you opened your eyes and was met with Mirabel’s judging look. “Dude, all you did was ramble and finish with that.” she said blankly. You sigh dramatically, falling in her arms “I’m helpless! Hopeless! I cannot do this without you, amor! Please, accept my confession, I hid this blooming feelings from you since the day we met! Oh my dear, I love you!” you put your hand above your forehead while the other was clenching your chest. Your friend rolled her eyes and fucking made you fall- “you’re good now. Just do that dramatic shit you do. Ugh, I can’t believe I have to deal with two dramatic theatre kids. Jesucristo, Dios, dame paciencia para lidiar con estas dos perras” she muttered and cursed and left. (“Jesus Christ, God, give me patience to deal with these two bitches” *uses google translate because I don’t know the language*)
You got up from the ground and decided to find your dearest beloved. You’ve searched everywhere, anywhere he could've been. But nothing. You decided to ask Dolores where her dearest brother may be. “So? Where is he?” you anxiously wait for her answer, “mhm, they’re at your safe spot in the forest, hurry, he sounds like he’s crying.”
You thanked her and ran to the forest.
“Camilo? Camilo! Where are you!?” Dios, why is your spot the forest? You heard sniffles in a distance, you speed-walked towards the sound and saw Camilo, “Camilo? Are you okay, Amigo?”
He looked at you with red eyes, yet he glared. He shuffled away from you, “what do you want?” his voice was cold and harsh, you noticed. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying? Did someone hurt you? Who are they, I’ll beat them up!” you joked to lighten the mood. He scoffed, “why won’t you go back to Mirabel?” okay now you’re confused, “what do you mean?” he rolled his eyes, “oh you know, you not even telling me you like my prima! And even confessing in front of me! You have some nerve, Y/n L/n!” he yelled at you, his vision blurred with tears.
You furrowed your eyebrows in anger, “you were eavesdropping on my conversation!? You know I love my privacy!” standing up, he rolled his eyes and harshly wiped his tears, “well maybe I don’t know anything about you! What else!? What else are you not telling me!? I’ve told you everything about me yet you share little information! WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM!?” he screamed at your face, his tears rolling down his beautiful, sun-kissed face “MY PROBLEM!? YOU’RE THE ONE WHO’S CRYING AND FUCKING EAVESPROPPING ON PEOPLE’S CONVERSATION! WHY DID YOU EVEN ASSUME I LIKE MIRABEL!?”
“Oh HA HA HA, NOW IT’S MY FAULT!? I SEE HOW YOU LOOK AT HER! YOU. YOU’RE THE ONE WHO’S IGNORING THE OBVIOUS SIGNS THAT I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU Y/N M/N L/N! BUT HEY! LET’S IGNORE THAT BS AND GO FOR MIRABEL!” he points his finger at you, realising what he said, his eyes widen as he hid behind his ruana
He plopped down the ground and mumbled, “ignore what I said, pretend that this argument never happened.” embarrassed, Camilo Madrigal is embarrassed, you laughed. “Stop laughing! I'm sad!”
“I- hah- I’ m sorry but- HHAAH DIOS MIO- YOU’RE EMBARRASSED! THAT DOESN’T HAPPEN! I am telling your primas this– but wait wait wait, you love me?” you turn to him, eyes widening. He blushed even more, hiding in his ruana as he leaned his covered head on the tree he sat at, “ I said it twice, are you deaf?” his muffled nervous voice said. You grinned, “you love- love me?” , “stop making me repeat myself!” you grabbed him by the shoulders, making him face you. His ruana fell back, making you see his flushed face, his eyes not meeting yours, hell, his lips looked wobbly. You smiled at him, “I literally went to find you to say I like you, what the hell.” he looked at you, “wait really?” his eyes had that spark of hope, “of course! You made me fall in love with you, Milo, you understood the assignment and did it right.” his smile widened, he took you by the waist and spun you around.
“HELL YEAH! TAKE THAT MANUEL! MF TRIED TO TAKE MI AMOR!”
You laughed at his antics “alight alight, stop– you’re making me dizzy”
“Dizzy with my love!” he smiled smugly
“Alright, come here, dork.”
He pressed his forehead in yours, he looked at you with adoration and love, it was amazing. After a long comfortable silence, he whispered, “can I kiss you?”
You smiled at him, closing your eyes and connecting your lips in his.
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“Shut up! Shut up!” the Madrigal family silenced, Dolores hummed in satisfaction, “mhm, he did it. He kissed them.” The familia cheered, they grew tired of Camilo rambling about how pretty you are and how he loves you so much. “Finally! Ugh, did Y/n confess with full drama or just fumbled and melted?” questioned Isabela. “It was Camilo who confessed in the middle of their fight.”
“WEAK!”
“You’re the one to talk, Isa. Hey, how’s that baker girl by the way?” Mirabel smirked at her sister as she blushed and stuttered.
“N- none of your business!”
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Finally! I’m free from the burden of making a fic!
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c1oudyf0ur · 10 days ago
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:D Hello! Can you write Luisa x reader fem? I would like to see Luisa somewhat perverted (it's a guilty pleasure, sorry haha), reader fem doesn't wear underwear (she doesn't wear panties, is it weird? I don't wear underwear TwT), she always walks calmly holding her skirt in her fists, it's a habit, one afternoon alone with Luisa in the mountains she forgot to grab her skirt and without realizing it the wind made her get up and Luisa saw EVERYTHING, and a lot of sexual tension and red faces
With the Wind
Luisa x reader(gn reader with afab body)
reader's gift- floating
notes: thanks for this request! (wearing no underwear isn't weird i swear life is more comfy without it) this is suggestive/nsfw so be warned.
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"Mamá, it's not a big deal!"
Your mom huffed and crossed her arms. It was the same argument as usual. Your habit of not wearing underwear anywhere. Not in the house and surely not outside. You were comfortable with it and it's not like anyone could see you. Your skirt reached to almost to your ankles so, there was no way anything drastic could happen.
So, you set out( ignoring your bother calling you back to put some panties on) on your way.
You went to the market to try and pick up some things for dinner tonight. A light breeze blew and your curls flowed with it. You payed for your groceries and went off to go buy some new fabrics for sewing. You hummed a tune and started off to the shop. Absorbed in your humming, you didn't watch your step and tripped on a rock.
Yelping, you held your skirt tightly to your body and prepared for the impact of the ground. However, the feeling never came. Instead, strong arms held you and you opened your eyes. You smiled at the familiar face.
Luisa smiled down at you and helped you up. You dusted yourself off and took a breath.
"Thank you."
"No problem."
Luisa wanted to say more. The both of you were acquaintances that spoke from time to time when she wasn't busy but, Luisa saw you as more than that. To her you were an angel. Your hair always framed your face perfectly and you always seemed to move with a purpose even if you were simply walking to get some fresh air.
You waved goodbye and went to walk away. Luisa was nervous. You were slipping away and she had nothing to bring you back. She racked her brain for an idea, any idea and she finally blurted out.
"I need to tell you something! Privately."
You turned and nodded, smiling at her again. The both of you decide to meet at the mountains in an hour. You drop off your groceries at your home and you decide to change your dress. You fluff up your hair and smile at your reflection in the mirror.
Luisa has been biting her nails and pacing around the grassy field. A million thoughts raced through her head. She took a breath and shook her head. You were and honest person and she shouldn't doubt you. She saw your figure in a [color] dress and a pretty flower in your hair. Her heart thumped in her chest as she saw you make your way over to her.
You smiled up at Luisa and played with your fingernails.
"You wanted to tell me something?"
Honestly, you were hoping for a confession. Even though you didn't talk much, you admired her. She was strong, kind, and she was absolutely beautiful. You planned to make a move sooner but you were nervous she would turn you down or not have time to talk. The was a moment of silence. Luisa laughed nervously and swallowed.
"Well, I wanted to-"
Suddenly, a strong breeze blew past the both of you. You closed your eyes and shielded your face with your arms. Luisa's jaw fell open and she couldn't take her eyes off of you. Specifically, your waist. Her mouth was dry and her own underwear began to fell damp and she swallowed. When the wind stopped you put your dress down and smiled.
"What a strong breeze."
Luisa nodded quickly, her face a bright red and her body hot with embarrassment and arousal. Luisa couldn't meet your eyes as she spoke and you were confused. Then, it hit you.
You cleared your throat and there was an awkward silence.
"I'm sorry. It's a habit I have."
"I-it's fine. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have looked."
You chuckled and twisted your index fingers together.
"Since we're so...well acquainted, is it okay to ask you to be my girlfriend."
Luisa's heart soared and a smile stretched across her face.
"I was going to ask you the same thing."
Luisa grabbed you into a hug and you melted in her embrace. Another breeze blew past the both of you and Luisa laughed. You sighed into her shoulder and ran your finger down her bicep.
"Well, I suppose the wind would like my skirt to stay up."
Luisa chuckles and she whispers quietly into your ear.
"I would like that too."
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camilosluvr · 17 days ago
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Could do Camilo Madrigal x Intimidating! Male! reader??
I like to think that when the reader went to visit Camilo's family for the first time, he looked so strange and that made Pepa very worried, although she is not in the habit of judging other people's appearances, but the reader seemed so frightening that she began to despair about it.
And after a lot of confusion about it, Camilo had to explain that her boyfriend was just a soft cinnamon roll and not just a bad guy who wanted to steal Camilo from his family... XD
I think the family would only be sure of this when the reader was playing with Antônio (or doing anything), the reader looked like so cute doing that and kind of won the heart of the whole family (maybe Camilo's heart beat a little harder than usual with that scene).
Camilo Madrigal x Male Reader
Camilo has an intimidating looking boyfriend but he's really just a sweetheart (They/he for camilo and he/him for reader)
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Camilo isn't really bothered by your intimidating look but at first he was though when he got to know you it turned out that, you were just a big sweetheart.
You were always clingy with camilo, always asking for kisses, always getting whiny whenever they had to go home, doing everything for camilo even though camilo told you that you didn't need to do that but you always insisted, you loved to cook for them and help them with their chores.
Camilo thought you would get along perfectly with his mamá, tia, mirabel, practically his whole family! You weren't exactly obliged to the idea but you didn't want to make a bad impression with their family because of how you looked as a lot of people assumed that you were mean and rude because of how you looked and because of that a lot of people didn't even try to get to know you.
Though, camilo has said multiple times that they weren't like that and that when they got to know you, they would love you as much as he loves you "Amor, do you wanna join my family for dinner?" They asked as you clung onto his waist while you laid your head in his lap, you looked up at the shape-shifter with a tired look in your eyes "I don't know 'milo...I'm pretty tired and I don't know if they would like me being there.." You mumbled as you closed your eyes and laid your head back in lap then you heard him whine "Please...I promise they'll love you when they get to know you.." Camilo said grabbing the sides of your face and lifting your head so that you two could talk face to face.
You couldn't say no to camilo so you deeply sighed and sat up "You better make me one hundred percent awake by time we get there, I don't wanna look more like a dick than I already do." You said as you rubbed the back of your neck while you scrunched your face up tiredly and from the sudden movement "Awesome because I already told them you were coming!" Camilo yelled as he hugged you tightly making a few pop sounds come from your back but nothing was injured "Camilo, I love you but you're an idiot." You said relaxing into his touch "What would you have done if I said no?" You asked kissing their cheek.
Camilo chuckled "I don't know and I never will have to know because you said yes." Camilo said breaking the hug and holding your shoulders "Now, lets go stuff a bunch of sugar in your mouth so that you can at least be a bit more awake." Camilo said as he looked at you who was almost asleep just from laying your head on camilo's shoulder.
~A Bit Later~
Camilo and you were now walking to casita while you were wide awake, the sugar didn't work but camilo chasing you around your own house trying to tickle you sure did work "'Milo, why are you staring at me?" You asked the curly-haired boy who stared at you then he put his hand on his chin "What are your sizes?" They asked as they circled around you looking you up and down "Um..(your sizes)" You answered looking at camilo like he was a weirdo.
Camilo nodded and went back to his spot besides you and it looked like he was thinking about something so you grabbed their hand so they wouldn't bump into things while they're zoning out, it was a bit weird that he was asking your sizes but you didn't think much of it "You alright?" You asked as you poked his cheek and he jumped a bit and shape-shifted into his mom than you than himself again "Sorry, I was thinking about a surprise for you!" He yelled then he looked at his feet and looked back at you "It's not a surprise now is it..?" He asked and you shook your head no making him hum.
They looked up and saw that you guys were already at casita "The distance between my house and casita isn't that far.." You mumbled a bit surprised as you thought it would take longer for some reason but you quickly forgot about that when camilo ran his thumb over your knuckles "What?" You asked him while you looked at him and he shrugged "Nothing, I just know that you're nervous and I'm trying to help." Camilo said smiling at you, you were nervous, I mean you were basically shitting your pants because of how nervous you were.
Camilo could tell your emotions better than you could because he's attentive and pays attention to everything you do so he can tell what your emotion is just by the way your talking or sitting, it was one of the many things you loved about camilo.
Camilo smiled at you "I love you so much corazòn..." You said as you kissed his cheek "Love you too, amor" Camilo said as he leaned into the kiss, he loved your kisses so much and would take them any chance he got "Alright...ya' ready?" Camilo asked as you pulled away from his cheek and you nodded.
Camilo and you stepped on casita's door steps signaling casita to open the doors to reveal all of the madrigals doing their own chores "Camilo, you're back! I need you to.." Pepa said as she walked up to her son but then she slowly drifted off her sentence when she saw you, pepa wasn't one to judge anyone at all especially based on their looks but she couldn't help but be a little judgmental because you just look intimidating "Sorry, sorry...Just didn't expect you to be here." Pepa said not meaning anything offensive and you nodded as you understood.
"But, I need you to go clean your room hijo." Pepa said turning her attention back to her son and camilo nodded "You wanna join me corazòn?" Camilo asked while pepa walked away to get back to the chore she was doing, you shook your head 'no' as you wanted to get to know the madrigals further than 'them being the magical family of the town'.
Camilo nodded and headed towards his room as you walked towards mirabel who was sweeping the floor 'Maybe she would be the easiest to get along with..' You thought as you slowly approached the colombian girl "Hey..mirabel? Do you mind if I help..?" You asked making mirabel turn around to face you and she smiled softly at you "Yeah sure, there's a broom inside the kitchen." She said and you nodded and headed over to the kitchen where dolores and julieta were.
You went to grab the broom silently as to not disturb the two who were making snacks but because of dolores's excessive hearing, she already heard you "Oh, hello (y/n)!" Dolores said turning her head to look at you and julieta did the same because of dolores's random outburst "Hi guys, just coming to get the broom.." You said as you grabbed the broom and they both nodded and went back to making the snacks as the conversation was a bit awkward.
You quickly left the kitchen and went over to mirabel and started sweeping along with her "You seem nicer than you look." Mirabel said as she looked at you but then her eyes widened a bit "Oh, I'm sorry..didn't mean it that way." She said but you put your hand up to stop her "It's fine..camilo said that when he first met me too." You said as you chuckled a bit "And, you seem nice too." You finished as you started sweeping again.
Mirabel smiled at you softly, you seemed so kind even though you two have barely talked, she already approved of you dating her cousin because you seemed nice and the aura you gave off felt kind and warming like the kind of aura camilo himself gave off.
After a while, you two finished cleaning the floor and went to go do your own things, you were now in antonio's room playing with him and his animals as you had nothing else to do "Don't eat that." Antonio said pointing at one of his jungle cats who was going to eat one of his small animals, you thought it was adorable because he was like a little zoo-keeper.
Antonio was sitting in between your legs as he helped you with the small animals you had in your arms and lap "Okay, as I was saying..you hold the lemur like this.." Antonio said settling the lemur on his head, on your shoulder and the fur tickled you a bit making you chuckle a bit.
You two were completely unaware of pepa and the rest of the family looking for you and antonio "It tickles!" You said as you laughed making antonio smile, he liked when people played with him and the animals and when they let him teach them stuff about animals "I know, it tickled the first time they got on me too!" Antonio said as he chuckled a bit and his afro bounced a bit as he did so.
You looked at antonio and saw how the animals were so calm with him and it made you think "You're more responsible than camilo.." You said sweat-dropping at how antonio could take care of animals better than camilo could take care of himself "Aw, that hurt amor.." You heard from behind you making you jump and that making the lemur crawl up in your lap from the sudden fast movement.
You turned your head to find all the madrigals behind you and camilo dropped to his knees and wrapped his arms around your shoulders as he rested his body on your back "Don't scare me like that corazòn!" You yelled as you placed a hand over your heart "Yeah, you scared carlos too!" Antonio yelled referring to the lemur in your lap making everyone chuckle.
They all sat down and started playing with the animals along with you and antonio, they realized that you weren't as intimidating as you seemed and that you were perfect for their dear camilo.
You are now part of the madrigals!
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encantosus · 2 months ago
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OH OH OH I HAVE A CONCEPT FOR LUISA X READER(romantic)/ MADRIGAL FAMILY X READER(platonic)
OK SO WHAT IF HER S/O ALSO CAME FROM A FAMILY THAT HAS MAGIC AND THE S/O CAN TALK TO THE DEAD OR USE MUSIC TO FIGHT LIKE THEY FRICKIN STRUM A GUITAR AND MUSIC NOTES JUST GO FL YING- *deep inhale* please and thank you.
Note: * casually combined the two powers *
• Ok so
• I combined both powers, the s/o can "sing/talk" to the dead through song. (S/o has a guitar)
• Due to the fact both your family and the Madrigal family have powers your family and the Madrigal's become close friends and consider yourselves to be one big ol family
• You are practically best friends with all the Madrigal's but your favorite is Luisa 👁️👁️
• You usually can be seen playing during Día de los Muertos (day of the dead) or in the Casita plaza (is it a plaza? Idk)
• small headcanon - sometimes you play a gentle tune to honor Alma's husband :)
• I feel like since you are concerned family you would have a room in Casita. You can imagine what your door looks like to fit your personal preferences, but to me it would have you, your guitar, skeletons, and music notes on it. I'd think that inside of your room you'd have plenty of instruments, and music coming from all directions. 🎵
ANYWAYS, TO THE LUISA X READER STUFF
• I headcanon that due to stress she has a hard time sleeping :( so you play a lullaby to her on your guitar until she's asleep then snuggle up to her :D
• Your who she goes to when she needs calming down or if she doesn't have any chores or jobs she needs to get to
• she gives the best hugs I refuse to be told otherwise.
• sometimes it does get overwhelming when you unintentionally end up talking to the dead when playing happy birthday 🙄 like guys this isn't about you 😂--😐
• but dont worry she's there next to you ( marry me pls )
• lazy days with big buff lady! Think about it her head on your lap or chest while you play an instrument
This hc in one sentence: " you are beauty you are poise, you entertain people with your noise. " - Me ~ 2021
( this was a really fun concept! I might make a part 2!...or 3...or 4- )
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luna-writes-stuff · 25 days ago
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so…..I might be working on an actual Bruno fic…..
Might actually be out in a few hours….
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disneyandsonyandpixarohmy · 20 days ago
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How do you think the madrigals would react if they saw someone hurting their S/o??
P.s- love your work!
Defensive Pt. 1
The Madrigals x gn!Reader
Neutral - Romantic
Requested: Yes
[Word Count: 1,655]
CW: mention of liquor/drunks, slapping mention, light bruising
How your Madrigal s/o would react to seeing someone hurt you.
- Thank you so much!! I got WAY more love on this account than I thought I would. Also shameless plug to my actual writing blog @silusofsalem if you like my content:) Pt. 2 will be out tomorrow but school starts tomorrow so it'll be in the afternoon. -
Camilo and Mirabel included at the end, DO NOT READ their parts if you are 18+ you sicko
Luisa, Isabela, Dolores, Camilo, and Mirabel included
Luisa
She would go into full panic mode for a few seconds before she realizes “Wait. I can do something about this”
All she has to do is show up and place her hand on your shoulder, looking down at whoever made the attack
Works like a charm
Luisa calms herself as she walks over to where you and this stranger are standing, trying to keep her image composed to look as intimidating as possible. Your back is against the wall of the bakery, right hand pressed to your left cheek, where he slapped you. Luisa notes the half-empty liquor bottle hanging loosely in his hand.
You look up at her when she steps behind the man, her tall frame blocking out a Luisa-shaped portion of the afternoon sun, casting a shadow over you. The guy seems to realize that you’re no longer looking at him and sluggishly turns around, slowly craning his head until he can make direct eye contact with your girlfriend.
All Luisa has to do is clear her throat before the guy goes off, rambling about how he didn’t mean it and on and on about “Ah, you know what the bottle can do to a guy! Heh… heh…”
Yeah it doesn’t take long for him to scamper off with his tail between his legs, even dropping the bottle on his way
The instant he rounds the corner, Luisa’s shoulders fall slack and she rushes forward, kneeling down if she has to so that she’s on your level
She’s gushing over the place on your cheek that doesn’t even hurt that bad anymore, despite your constant insisting that it’s not that bad
Definitely refuses to not let you go see her mom and make sure that you’re really alright
Lots of hugging afterward, with both of you affirming each other that it’s alright rather than just one or the other
Isabela
Ohohoooo boy
She would get mad mad
If this takes place after she figures out that she doesn’t have to make perfect little flowers all the time, you better believe that whoever hurt you is getting wrapped up in some thorny vines real quick
She’ll probably cuss them out in Spanish (but I don’t know what that would be so I’m not even gonna risk trying)
Give her a bit to calm down and she’ll probably enlist Dolores to help her find them and give them a stern but professional talk about how that’s not cool
“Isa-” you say, following your pacing girlfriend around her flowery bedroom. She’s been acting like this since you walked into the Casita with a bruise on your arm given to you by some drunkard that wasn’t watching where they were going. Occasionally her anger will resurface and you’ll get a faceful of flower petals.
Her muttering is basically indistinguishable at this point, so you just let her be. You wait for her to relax on her bed, which is surprisingly soft for being made of nothing but plants. You let your eyes close and rest, barely feeling the pain in your arm anymore. When you feel the mattress dip beside you, your eyes open to find Isabela lying down but not asleep, eyes open and glaring at the ceiling.
You wait a minute more before she sighs and rolls over, right into your open arms. She mumbles something about how she still wants to get back at them, probably with a cactus or something painful like that, but you just kiss the top of her head and run your fingers down the length of her hair, reassuring her that you’re fine.
(They definitely find a cactus on the seat of their chair a few times, though, but Isabela insists that you don’t have to know that.)
Dolores
She doesn’t see it as much as she hears it, which is kind of obvious
Dolores is constantly tuned in to you, just to make sure that you’re alright, so she hears the whole thing go down, including the crack from the slap you got
It’s just on the back of your neck, given to you by your boss after you burnt the next batch of cookies, but Dolores is still there in an instant to rat them out
She would probably stand in the doorway, hands neatly folded in front of her and head slightly quirked to the side
You and your boss would just stare at her for a moment before Dolores would softly whisper-
“I know what you did.”
You and your boss watch Dolores toddle off after humming to herself just once, a short and high note that you’ve grown quite familiar with. Slowly, you turn back to them, hardly able to resist the grin that forms on your face as you see the fear in their eyes.
Everyone in Encanto knows that Dolores is infamous for her love of some good gossip, and when it’s about someone as close to her as her partner, she means business. By the end of your shift, the entire town knows and is whispering to one another while you pass, shooting glances back at your boss watching from the bakery doorway with a slack jaw.
Dolores would be lowkey proud of yourself but wouldn’t bring it up to you again unless you initiate the conversation, just in case you really didn’t want to talk about it
We stan a respectful queen
Camilo
Camilo is just wandering Encanto looking for you and avoiding his chores (per usual) when he hears arguing around a nearby corner
Peeking around it, he finds a very angry looking woman and you, coincidentally, who happens to be yelling back
He watches the argument go down in silence, wondering when a good time to step in would be
He makes his decision when the woman brings her hand up and shoves you by the shoulders, knocking you back into a barrel of apples with enough force to make you bang your head against the brick wall behind you
Camilo slips out from around the corner, instantly rushing to your side. You groan and rub the back of your head, blinking until your vision straightens. “Y/N? Y/N.” He repeats, muttering your name until you look at him.
“Camilo?” You ask. You can’t remember him getting here. You look over his shoulder and see the lady that tried to steal from your shop just a few minutes ago. She looks shocked, and rooted to her spot on the brick road. “Do you have somewhere to be?” You say to her, your words somewhat slurred.
As Camilo helps you to your feet, the woman scurries off, not bothering to drop by your stand and try to take something from it again. Camilo watches her disappear into the crowd, turning back to be met with you already looking at him. “Are you alright?” He asks you, checking the back of your head for any visible injuries. He gently tests the area with his fingers, stopping when he hears you take a sharp intake of air.
“I don’t feel awful,” you respond, letting Camilo take you to visit his Tía Julieta. Your stand-neighbor agrees to watch over your goods in your place while you’re out being healed, which you thank them for profusely.
Camilo wouldn’t show it, but he’s worried sick
He’s constantly running through possibilities
You could have a concussion, or permanent damage, or what if you broke something in your fall and just haven’t noticed it yet BECAUSE you have a concussion??!
He 100% shapeshifts into that lady later and does something embarrassing in front of a large crowd, just as one last petty jab
Mirabel
Would not know what to do whatsoever
It would probably be something like a harsh pinch on your arm from an angry employer, but it would be enough for Mirabel
The second you tell her, she’s rushing out of her room to go find whoever did this, leaving you to trail behind her, insisting that you’re fine
Mirabel would walk up to the front door, hold up her fist to knock, and then turn to you with the most clueless expression you have ever seen
“What do I say?” As if YOU know what to say
You just shrug in response, and so Mirabel figures the best thing to do is to straight up barge into your workspace and demand to see your boss
You’re cringing behind her the whole time, but it’s the thought that counts
“That was terrifying,” Mirabel says once you two get home, the both of you immediately collapsing on her bed with a drawn-out sigh.
You start to laugh, so then Mirabel starts laughing, and soon enough you’re both cackling because what did you just do. “I- I-” you try to say words, but nothing comes out, which just makes Mirabel laugh harder. “I was watching the whole time wondering where you were going to go with it next!”
“I didn’t know!” Mirabel shouts through a burst of laughter. “I had no idea what I was doing up there.”
You two had gotten a lot of weird looks when you burst into that building and spoke to your boss in front of everyone. Well, Mirabel spoke to your boss in front of everyone, you stayed behind and held your hand up to your mouth to try and hide your face. Mirabel said that what your boss did was not very professional and that they deserved to be scolded for it, and then elaborates further on how you are the best employee a person could ask for. Without another word, Mirabel spun on her heel and pulled you back out with her.
The second that door closed behind you, she had let out the biggest sigh you have ever heard
The night definitely ends with you two giggling and riding the high of standing up to authority like that, encased in each others’ arms
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angemilo · 9 days ago
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Could you do a Luisa x reader where it’s basically their wedding day but reader has the same gift as Pepa please?
IT WAS OUR WEDDING DAY
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¡ CHARACTERS luisa madrigal (ft. the madrigal family)
¡ CONTAINS on the day of your wedding, luisa discovers that you have more in common with her tía pepa than your gift
¡ NOTES DNI if madrigalcest enjoyers, proshippers, anti-lgbtq+, just fuck off if you’re a fucking creep
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there was not a single person in the encanto who had not heard of the worst hurricane the town ever experienced.
it was common knowledge, though it could not be said the same for the real story behind it (a brother's teasing remark made without any actual hostility taken wrong by his sister, the bride of the wedding that had taken place on that same day, who just so happened to be the same sister whose emotions greatly influenced the weather of their little encanto). it was the type of thing that the younger kids probably learned from their parents, in form of a slightly exaggerated story meant to keep them entertained until the raging storm outside was put to rest and they could finally go outside and play.
luisa, like the rest of her hermanas and primas and primos, had learnt the story from the bride and the groom of that day herself.
she knew the real extent of the storm (which, honestly, wasn't as bad as most of the other townspeople made it out to be), how her tía pepa held a grudge against tío bruno for weeks after the whole "it looks like rain" incident but still danced her first waltz with him and cried when he told her she looked pretty in the middle of the dance floor, how the storm eventually ended after they said the vows and all was well and done. and she knew, without a doubt, that tío félix never actually minded the whole hurricane incident, even when it happened on the day of his wedding, because he still got to marry pepa in the end.
and that was sweet and all, but all luisa was thinking in the moment was how this hurricane was probably going to top her tía's as 'worst hurricane ever experienced in the encanto' if she didn't find you. fast.
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she held the ends of the long white skirt of her wedding dress in her hands to keep mirabel's hard work from getting dirtied by some of the rainwater that had been blown into the church by the wind as she rushed through the hallway. the other guests had already sought shelter in the main hall where the wedding was supposed to be held, and luisa thankfully didn't have to worry about the food since you both had already agreed to have the after party at the casita. thank goodness she took tía pepa's advice on keeping most of the ceremony indoors. she knew it would have just made you even more upset if all the effort you put into planning the layout and decorations of the wedding went to waste because of a storm that you unintentionally caused.
luisa turned this way and that, trying to navigate her way through the unfamiliar hallways of the renovated church. she had participated in the construction of what was supposedly the new school building attached to the main church months ago, but had never actually seen the interior of the new place. she had known that isabela and her mother was helping you get dressed in one of the rooms that hadn't yet been furnished for its actual purpose, but she couldn't tell which one.
fortunately – or unfortunately – she came face to face with her mother the moment she turned a corner, nearly careening straight to her if she had not stopped in time.
"ay, dios mío!" julieta madrigal gasped, a hand coming up to her chest to sooth her racing heart. her eyes were wide as she took in the sight of her daughter, "luisa!"
"mamá," luisa's brows furrowed, the worry clear in her features, "is y/n–?"
isabela suddenly popped out of nowhere, an array of multi-coloured flowers dotting the top of her head, a sure sign of her frazzled state if her expression hadn't already given it away.
"oh, thank goodness you're here," her older sister sighed in relief, a hand coming to rest upon their mother's shoulder while the other brushed off the flowers, "you need to see y/n."
luisa's stomach dropped, "a-are they okay? are they hurt? are they having second thoughs–?"
"no, no, no," julieta was quick to interject, taking her daughter's hands in hers. she looked up at luisa, expression fond and assuring, "that's not it, mija. y/n has been looking forward to this day as much as you have, and i know this much. the wedding is just..."
"they're just nervous," isabela cut in impatiently, "but we're wasting time! the sooner they calm down, the better. the storm outside is stressing them out, and neither me nor mamá can help them. it's up to you, luisa."
"of- of course," luisa nodded, pursing her lips. julieta sighed and patted her daughter's hands.
"i wish i could have helped more, mi vida. but some things... it's better if it's you talking to them."
"i got it, mamá," she smiled assuringly at her mother, leaning down to kiss her cheek affectionately. as she did so, she felt a weight upon her head, "uh, isa?"
"you can never go wrong with more flowers," isabela nodded proudly at her own work, the little white jasmines intertwined with luisa's veil, and dusted her hands off. luisa chuckled.
"thanks, sis."
"thank me later. now shoo!" isabela waved her away, pushing julieta gently down the hall where luisa had just come from, "go save your bride!"
luisa stopped, remembering something, "uh, where–"
"second door at the left down the hall, amor!"
"thanks, mamá!"
luisa took a deep breath as she stood before the door her mother directed her to, taking a moment to steel herself before turning the knob and pushing through the doorway.
"y/n, i'm here–"
and god, the scream that you let out once your eyes met would have shattered luisa's eardrums if she had swapped gifts with her prima.
"LUISA," you screeched, immediately slapping a palm over your eyes, effectively cutting off all your sight, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"
your to-be-wife took a moment to recover from the shock she experienced from your scream, before spluttering out, "i-i thought you needed me–"
"i don't!" your other palm slaps over your mouth, before you immediately start back-tracking again, "i-i mean, i do need you! dios, i always need you, luisa, but not now– no, that's not right, i just– it's bad luck seeing each other before you walk down the aisle!"
there was a moment of silence as you took a deep breath to try to regain yourself and your breath. luisa gaped lightly.
"...oh."
after a moment of thought, she awkwardly shuffled into the room and shut the door behind her. your hand slowly took itself off your eyes before she cleared her throat again to tell you without words: i'm still in the room. you covered your eyes again, squeaking.
"...how bad is it?" you asked tentatively.
luisa fiddled with the skirt of her dress, "it's not as bad as you think..."
but it was no use. you choked out a sob, though it was muffled by the sudden boom of thunder outside. luisa waved her hands around frantically, "n-no! it's really not that bad, amor–"
"i'm ruining our special day!" you wailed, burying your face in your palms. luisa's heart broke as she rushed forward, pulling you into her arms.
"mi amor, mi vida, please don't cry..." she shushed you, rubbing your back comfortingly while also taking care to not crumple your wedding clothes, "come on, let's sit."
luisa guided you to one of the couches, pulling you onto her lap while you continued sniffling. outside, the hurricane seemed to have subsided to a heavy rainfall, lacking its usual stormy winds. it did not make luisa's heart feel any lighter, not as she rocked you back and forth, trying to soothe you.
"i'm sorry," you choked out, rubbing your eyes, "i'm sorry, luisa. i would understand if you don't want to have the wedding anymore–"
"no! no, of course i don't want to cancel the wedding," luisa cupped your cheeks, trying to meet your gaze, but it was impossible to do so when you were so adamant in keeping your eyes closed. she frowned, "won't you look at me, amor?"
"i want to, but i won't," you replied simply, hiccuping, "i don't want to ruin our day any more than i already have by looking at my bride before our wedding."
"y/n..." luisa pursed her lips, trying to think of something to get you to actually be happy again. from the way you were murmuring to yourself and trying to breathe in and out, it was already clear that you were trying your very best to calm down (though it was most likely for the sake of the guests of the wedding suffering from the storm raging outside rather than yourself) but luisa didn't just want you calm. she wanted you as happy and excited as you had been just the day before, squealing and jumping into her arms every chance you got as you rambled on and on about how today was going to be the perfect day.
an idea popped into her mind.
"hey," she spoke softly, careful not to startle you too much. when you hummed in acknowledgement, she said, "do you remember the story of the hurricane that happened on tía pepa's wedding?"
you laughed halfheartedly through your tears, "who hasn't? dios, i might even overthrow your tía as the worst hurricane bringer this encanto has ever seen."
luisa shushed you gently, "ay, don't think like that. i meant to say, have you heard the story from tío félix before?"
you sniffled and shook your head no. luisa smiled and adjusted your position on her lap so you were more comfortable.
"well, whenever we were kids and couldn't go out to play because of the rain, he used to sit down with us in the living room and tell us all about the most joyous day of his life," she chuckled fondly at the memories, "tía pepa never liked him telling us about that day because there was no way he couldn't avoid talking about the hurricane that her gift caused, and he wouldn't, but she could never stop him because even when tío félix always mentioned that part, he never actually focused on the the hurricane itself. he never said stuff like 'oh, we had to move everything into the church but even then it was all wet' or 'we were standing at the altar completely soaked' or 'the after party had to be cut short because even though the hurricane ended everyone was wet and we didn't want to get sick' like tía pepa did. it was always — and i mean always — about how happy he was that day, to finally be called a madrigal, to finally be called tía's husband. that day was one of the happiest days of his life, hurricane and all, because he got to marry my tía."
you chuckled softly, "that sounds like tío félix. he does love tía pepa a lot."
luisa laughed, turning her head slightly to nuzzle her nose along your cheekbone, eliciting a giggle from you.
"and i love you."
"luisa–"
"i mean it, y/n," she said resolutely, arms tightening just the slightest around your waist, "i don't mind marrying you in this weather, hurricane and all."
she didn't have to look at you to know you were frowning again, "...but the wedding's all ruined now because of me. you're seriously telling me that you don't mind all our hard work going to waste?"
"amor," luisa chuckled, shaking her head in fond exasperation at you, "the wedding can't be ruined before it even started. if there was anything that could make this day a 'bad day', it would be you having second thoughts about wanting to marry me."
you spluttered at that, hands waving around frantically even as your eyes remained close, "o-of course i wouldn't do that! i'm in love with you and there's no one else i want to marry, so how can i have second thoughts–"
you trailed off as luisa burst into a fit of giggles, trying to muffle herself by tucking her face into the crook of your neck. it only took a few moments for you to start laughing as well, influenced by the contagious joy of your wife-to-be.
"well, that's a relief," luisa giggled, kissing the corner of your cheek affectionately, "because i don't want to marry anyone else either."
she felt you smile just the slightest, "you really mean that?"
"of course i do," she kissed you fully on the lips this time, as if sealing the deal, "i always wanted to dance in the rain with you anyway. it'll make our first dance as a married couple even more memorable, don't you think?"
you hummed, tilting your head slightly as the colours of the rainbow crowned your head like a halo, "i never really thought of that."
luisa beamed at the sight of your joy. she pressed a big, slightly wet kiss against your cheek, making you squeal, "luisa!"
"well, think about it," she held you as she stood up, her heart warm as the sound of your laughter filled the room, before setting you down safely on your feet. luisa couldn't help but giggle at the sight of your eyes still closed, "and remember that i'll love you anyway, rain or shine, okay?"
you hummed, grinning giddily as luisa kissed you once again, her smile pressed sweetly against your own. when she pulled away just the slightest to speak, you could feel her breath against hers.
"so, i'll see you at the altar, amor?"
you hummed, smiling giddily as luisa kissed your closed eyelids.
"i can't wait, mi esposa."
("did you say something to y/n?" isabela suddenly asked her primo, eyes narrowed at him suspiciously while everyone else in the church rejoiced as the sky began to clear, "you were the last one to see them before the storm started."
camilo chuckled nervously as his mother suddenly whirled around to glare at him, her own cloud darkening over her head.
"camilo eliás madrigal."
"i might..." he twiddled with his thumbs, eyes darting around to look for an escape route, but to no avail. almost half the madrigal family was surrounding him, drawn in by isabela's sudden question, "i might have told them that their sweat looks like... rain? and they might have... misunderstood it as a weather report?"
there was a moment of eerie silence. then his tío bruno spoke so softly, they barely heard him:
"ay, mierda.")
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camilosnovia · 15 days ago
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Hi, hello! May i request headcanons for Luisa with a chubby s\o? Thank you in advance :)
Luisa with a chubby s/o
Note: Hi there, thank you for requesting! I’m not chubby myself, so I hope I did a good job😅
Pairs: Luisa Madrigal x Chubby! Reader
Type: Headcanons
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When Luisa met you, you were just taking walks in the forest, until a tree came falling down on you.
Now, you managed to save the rest of you’re body from getting crushed, but not you’re ankle.
Apparently, one of Antonio’s animal friends witnessed the whole thing and went to warn him.
Alma brought Luisa with her, because Luisa could easily lift away the tree.
After getting the tree off of you’re ankle, Luisa asked if there was any injuries.
You answered that your ankle hurt and tried to stand up but fell down immediately.
Luisa carried you bridal style to Casita to look for her mother: Julieta.
After the events, you and Luisa became friends and started seeing each other.
Both of you eventually catches feelings for each other.
Luisa told her family and they didn’t care if you were chubby, they just want to be Luisa happy with the girl she loves.
So, who confessed first? It was Luisa.
Poor girl was a stuttering mess when she was telling you how much you meant to her.
She even gave you flowers she got from her older sister: Isabela, she questioned if you love her too.
You answered with a yes.
You didn’t know how happy Luisa was, she loved you from the moon and back.
If someone was bullying you because of you’re body, they will be meeting an angry Luisa.
Of course, she won’t kill or beat them, she will just scold them and say that was wrong.
If you’re insecure about your body, Luisa will tell you that you shouldn’t be and that you’re body is a gift from God.
Thank you for reading!
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camilomarrymegal · 4 days ago
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Take a Break
a luisa x reader fanfic
warnings: none! gender-neutral y/n and some fluffiness. luisa has she/her pronouns!
summary: you and luisa are best of friends. recently, though she said she would carry less, she has obviously been carrying a lot more than she should. you decide it’s time she takes time to relax while you conjure up the confidence to tell her something.
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it was a nice, sunny day. you hadn’t seen luisa since a few days ago when you finished rebuilding casita. you went into town to find her when you spotted her putting the donkeys over her shoulders to bring back to the barn, all while listening to the requests of other townspeople that she’d have to keep in mind.
she looked at you and smiled, unable to wave in case she dropped a donkey. you ran over to her in a few long strides. “hey luisa! donkeys got out again?”
“yeah,” she chuckled. “it’s becoming a daily thing with these rascals.” she glanced towards the donkey on her right shoulder then back to you.
“want to join me on a walk? i just have to put these guys in the barn, reroute the river again, move some buildings around and then i’ll be free!” she said beaming. you noticed the sweat that was forming at her forehead.
“luisa… didn’t you say that you’d carry less..?” you looked at her with worry as you both walked towards the barn. she gazed off to her right side, opposite of the direction you were.
“well… i get a lot of requests. i can’t just brush them off, y’know..?” she laughed nervously as she approached barn, putting the donkeys in their respective places. you crossed your arms while watching her.
“it’s okay to say ‘no’ or ‘i can do it later’. i hope you know that.” you said softly, she really shouldn’t still be doing as much as she was before casita fell. her whole family agreed on that.
“i know but i just feel bad. we spent so long building casita that we couldn’t help people, with or without our gifts.” she turned towards you, not meeting your gaze.
you walked towards her, grabbing one of her hands. “why don’t you finish a few more things then come meet me at casita? you can do the rest tomorrow.”
she looked at you with worry. she glanced back at the donkeys before turning to you and nodding. you smiled.
“see you then!” you said and she waved as you ran off to casita. you had to see dolores.
you knocked on the door which casita opened as it pushed you inside the new and improved madrigal’s house, straight to dolores’s door.
you knocked gently. the poor girl got her gift of hearing back, the gift she wished she didn’t have but is thankful for it nonetheless.
the door opened and dolores peeked out. she opened it wide when she saw you. “hey, y/n!” she smiled, talking in her usual soft tone. “what brings you here?”
“i need to talk to you, about luisa.” dolores got the jist and opened the door wide, waving you inside. you stepped in, glancing around her new room that you helped build when casita fell. it was full of plants, plushies and all the things dolores liked.
you sat down in a chair next to a small table she had, her seating herself on the opposite side. “i heard you tell luisa she needs a break. finally someone had the guts to tell her.” she paused, glancing at you. “what’s the catch though?” she asked questioningly, it felt like an interrogation.
you opened your mouth to speak and dolores leaned over the table from her seat, excitedly awaiting your response. “i-i’m going to confess. later.” you said quickly, hoping she couldn’t make out your words. she gasped, reeling back.
“i knew it! i knew that you were being a little bit suspicious in asking her to meet but i had a feeling it was for this exact reason—” you leaned over and put a finger on her mouth.
“not so loud! camilo might hear, i’m not up for his teasing just yet.” you glanced around as if he was secretly in the room with you. dolores covered her mouth when you moved your finger.
“sorry… i’m just so excited for you! one day, maybe we will become in-laws.” she held her hands together and looked up dreamily. you smirked.
“yeah right, i bet i’m gonna get turned down as soon as i ask her out!” you exclaimed, leaning back with a sigh.
“mhm, just you wait.” dolores giggled mischievously as you looked at her with worry. you checked the time and figured you’d wait for luisa at the door of casita, she should be getting home soon.
as soon as you opened the door, there she was walking towards casita. seeing you she smiled and broke into a run. she stopped in front of you. “what’s up?” she said, patting your head.
you took her free hand and ran out of casita. when you turned back, luisa looked back with a face full of confusion. you kept running, right into the woods. you had planned everything out this morning.
you made it to a clearing in the woods. luisa was panting with her hands on her knees. she looked up and gasped. you had readied a picnic area just for the two of you. a blanket, basket, food and drinks. she looked at you, then to the setup, then back again.
“you did this?” she said standing up. you smiled, leading her towards the blanket.
“i did. just for us. make sure to take your sandals off before you step on the blanket!” your words made luisa stop, her sandals just about to step on the picnic blanket.
you both took your footwear off , setting it neatly on the side of the blanket. you both sat on your respective sides. you grabbed the picnic basket, pulling out food you had made prior. your own arepas, though nothing compared to julieta’s, sandwiches, sweet chocolate bread pastries.
luisa gazed at them, eyes locked and mouth wide open. you giggled and shoved an arepa in her mouth. she slowly chewed, then quickened her pace. “these are better than julieta’s!” you beamed at the comment.
“hey, try one of these!” you gave her one of the chocolate bread pastries and she ate it all in almost one bite.
“where did you get all this heavenly food?” she picked up a sandwich to eat as well. you shrugged, a good chef - or customer - never tells their secret!
you simply smiled. “i feel like you had intentions on bringing me here. trying to bribe me with food, are you? there’s no way you did all this,” she waved her arm around. “-just to get me to ‘take a break’, which i was doing by the way!” you playfully rolled your eyes, although your heart started beating quicker and quicker.
“you’re right about one thing, i did take you here for a reason.” you took a few deep breaths to calm your anxiety and quickening heart rate. she moved and sat closer to you, putting a hand on your shoulder with a worried look on her face.
“what’s the matter? is everything okay?” you looked up to meet her gaze and gently took her hand off your shoulder and held it in your own.
“luisa… this may be sudden but, you work so hard all the time. it’s admirable to see you doing all you can to help the town and your family, though i can’t help but worry about your wellbeing. i constantly think of you and how you’re doing when you aren’t in town, and whenever you are i can’t keep my eyes off of you. i’m always worried that something might happen and—” you noticed the tears falling from your cheeks. you smiled, releasing luisa’s hand to wipe your now wet face.
“i just, i love you, luisa. more than family, more than a friend. i love you as you are.”
luisa inhaled and opened her mouth as if to speak but nothing came out. she closed it and you looked down, facing rejection.
suddenly your head was jerked up as a soft kiss was placed on your lips, leaving you stunned long after.
“y/n, i’ve truly been waiting to hear those words. i was actually going to confess first but i got so caught up in trying to be a hard worker to make up for what i couldn’t do when casita was being rebuilt… i’m sorry i made you worry.” she wiped your still-falling tears and you smiled at her.
she pulled you into a hug, a gentle one despite her size, and you could hear both her and your heartbeats mix, beating rapidly. it was a warm hug that you could never forget.
the days after that were nothing less than the happiest days of your life. you and luisa were officially a couple and told the family over dinner after days of contemplating doing it. everyone was accepting of you both, dolores putting on a smirk.
it was a cool summer evening. luisa was out at town doing her chores so you ran down to meet her from casita. you found her moving the church, again. when she set it down, wiping her hands, she noticed you and smiled. you waved, running to her. she lifted you with ease, spinning you around. she set you down and you jokingly tried lifting her up in return, but you both knew that was probably never going to happen.
“hey luisa, wanna take a break?” you asked with a smile.
“of course, as long as it’s with you.”
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this one took me a bit to write. i was worried it was getting too long and didn’t know how to finish it, and then i had really bad congestion which led to a cough and lazy me not wanting to do anything. i finished it though! also its not proof-read so if you find typos or wrong pronouns, just let me know and i can fix it! if not thats okay too :]
thanks for reading!
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bestfangirl07 · a month ago
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Since i am in a HUGE Encanto brainrot i
decided that i officially open x reader request for the Madrigals!
I accept everything:
• x reader;
• headcannons;
• fluff, angst...
Anything.
Also, here.
Have my profile picture.
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Pepa, ily.
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