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hetasibs · 6 months
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More shipcest picrews!
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seasweaping · 1 year
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dancing with a familiar stranger
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green-mochi-blog · 10 months
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Obviously he was sent to look for Mirabel, but what was he going to do when he found her? Take her to Abuela? Make a joke? Give her a comforting hug? A kiss? A makeout session against a cracked wall? Propose to her to run away together? So many possibilities...
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kazorashi · 1 year
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vagrantcallisto · 23 days
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I live for 🦎 getting jealous when another boy is around 🦋
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connor-sito · 1 year
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Wow!! 🐸x male🕷!!!
Cesar x Mario
Even with the best care, Mario is very prone to tripping, he fell next to Cesar this time.
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elusiveblued · 1 year
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Madrigalcest Fluffversary Encanto’s one year anniversary is upon us!
Let’s celebrate with some fluffiness! Post your fluff content on November 24 with the hashtag #MadrigalcestFluffversary
|Hand-holding|Music|Gifts|Bed-Sharing|Dreams|Chores|Dancing|Crying|Wedding|Proposal|Cooking|First Date|Kissing|Jealousy|Double Date|Letters|Star-Gazing|Hugs|Tickles|Clothing-Swap|Cuddling|
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mirabelthemiracle · 1 year
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the blorbos 😍
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cmlmrbl · 1 year
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[On being together]
🦋 Mirabel: maybe in another life?
🦎 Camilo: no.
🦎 Camilo: in this life, and all others
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madrigalcest-camp · 2 years
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Madrigalcest Camp: Prompts and Dates
Hello and welcome to Madrigalcest Camp. This idea was brought up in both Twitter and Tumblr because the community showed interest in holding another fandom event this year. This time, the prompts were selected randomly from a list of fan suggestions, and they are weekly rather than daily, with two prompts for every seven days, ordered as to match a certain winter/summer dichotomy and represent the different parts of the fandom, from the different halves of the world. Since this event was originally conceived as a "ship season" (as to not say "[Ship] Summer" or [Ship] Winter and priorize fans from the northern hemisphere over fans in the south), it will range from this solstice (the summer or winter solstice, depending on your location) to the next equinox (the spring or autumn equinox).
That means it starts today, on June 21th, and it will end on September 21th.
The prompts are as follows:
Week 1: Past/Future
Week 2: Embarrassment/Propriety
Week 3: Glass/Family tree
Week 4: Shelter/Labyrinth
Week 5: Hanahaki/“The miracle isn’t worth your life”
Week 6: Memory/Longing
Week 7: Monster/Tale
Week 8: Sick/Limerence
Week 9: River/Claws
Week 10: Phoebis philea/Control
Week 11: Doll/Animal
Weel 12: Curse/Birds of a feather
Week 13: Tradition/Unconventional
Week 14: Change/Thread
Guidelines:
Anyone can create fanwork based on any of the prompts, regardless of location. You can create for one, both, or neither. You can combine them or ignore them completely and post something completely unrelated. There is no time limit, either. While it's fun to create together, you can pick and choose whichever prompt you want and share your work whenever. The only requirement to participate in Madrigalcest Camp and have your work reblogged to this blog is to tag it as such. We recommend using the tags #madrigalcestcamp, #Madrigalcest Camp, #Madrigalcest Camp 2022 or #madrigalcestcamp2022. You can also tag this blog and we will reblog it. If you do not wish for us to reblog it, please clarify.
We welcome all and any kind of fanwork: fanfiction, fanart, fansongs, playlists, aesthetic moodboards, headcanon posts, cosplay, video edits, etc. As long as it is fictional, it is allowed.
Both public and anonymous submissions are allowed if you wish to share something via this blog but don't want to associate it to your own blog.
All Madrigalcest ships are allowed, including those between family members who aren't related by blood, but which are still generally considered Madrigalcest (for example, Agustín/Bruno, etc).
This is a pro-fiction event. All kind of fictional content is allowed. We encourage you to tag your work properly and have in mind possible triggers.
N/S/F/W is allowed. Again, please tag accordingly. This blog will use the tag #not safe for casita.
Minors may participate, but we encourage them to navigate the event carefully and stay away from nsfc content. If you create nsfc content and we know you are a minor, we will not reblog or aknowledge it in any way.
We have an ao3 collection. If you wish to add your work to the collection, you need to type precisely "madrigalcest_camp_2022".
This is not a discourse blog. Antis looking for a fight will get instantly blocked.
You can contact us through our ao3 collection and our twitter page as well.
Happy creating!
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charlottethecuttest · 2 years
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Hijo Del Corazón
Ship: Camilo/Mirabel
Tags: Fluffy, Late Night Conversations, Implied Cousin Incest.
Warnings: Incest, Cousin Incest.
Synopsis: Little Oscar's two favorite people are his sister Mirabel and his cousin Camilo. And after a nightmare, it is logical for the boy to look for them.
Also posted on AO3
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 At the age of four, Oscar knew that one of his favorite people in the world was his sister Mirabel.
He knew very well that his mother was Julieta. She was the best mother in the world and made the best arepas in the universe... but she was not Mirabel. Mirabel, who knew how to give the best hugs and how to scare away the monsters that sometimes appeared under the bed or insisted on coming out of the closet. It was Mirabel who told him stories before going to sleep no matter how tired she was. It was she who came to his aid after a nightmare and let him sleep in her bed, no matter how much space he took up or how much he moved during the night. Mirabel was the one the boy turned to every time he got hurt, so that she could give him a little kiss on the bruise, which worked almost as well as his mother's arepas. He loved the fact that his older sister always had time for him, no matter how tired or busy she was. There was always time for a hug, kiss or conversation. She paid attention and spent time with him as if he was the most important person in the world at that moment. Mirabel was truly amazing.
He also knew that his other favorite person was his cousin Camilo.
Just as he knew that his mother was Juliet, he also knew that his father was Agustín, and that he was also a wonderful person... But he was not Camilo. Camilo, who in the summers took him fishing and never got angry, even when he talked too loud and scared the fish away. Camilo, who was teaching him to ride a bike and always encouraged him to try again, no matter how many times he fell. It was Camilo who had taught him how to tie his shoelaces, after attempts and attempts at disastrous knots. Mirabel could tell the best bedtime stories, but it was his cousin who made them real, acting out and transforming himself into each of the characters. Oscar wanted to be like Camilo when he grew up, a person who was always concerned about making others happy, and who wouldn't give up until he made you smile.
At the age of five Oscar got his gift. At first he did not understand very well how it worked. Every time the boy held someone's hands, he saw images, like a movie inside his head. They were scenes involving the person whose hands he was holding. Oscar did not yet know how to control what he saw, so the images were random.
They soon realized that the boy's gift was to see into the past, and when he started asking certain compromising questions to some people in the family (Mira, when did you have a baby? Why doesn't he live here with us?), they realized that they would have to do something so that Oscar would not be able to use his powers all the time. For the sake of the child himself, who sooner or later would end up seeing something inappropriate for his age, but also to spare the adults from other embarrassing situations.
The solution found was a pair of gloves. Little black gloves. As long as Oscar was wearing them his gift did not work. It was not a perfect solution, as the boy constantly forgot to put them on, but in time he would learn.
It was late at night, and that day Oscar could not sleep. He had forgotten to put on his gloves when he left home earlier that day, and ended up taking the hand of a man who helped him up from a fall. He didn't know the man, but he didn't like what he saw. The scene was chaotic, with screams, some people running, others being killed. It all lasted no more than five seconds, but it was enough to imprint those terrible images in the mind of the child, who now, every time he could sleep, had nightmares about what he had seen.
The third time he woke up crying and with his heart racing, he decided that he no longer wanted to sleep alone. He left his room, stopping first in front of his parents' room, but giving up just before knocking on the door, heading for Mirabel's room. Once there, he knocked on the door, as lightly as possible, and called softly for his sister. But there was no answer. He knocked again, but there was no answer. He then decided to open the door, only to see that the room was empty.
He didn't understand. Was Mirabel not there? But she was always there when he needed her. Where could she have gone?
He then went to his second option, Camilo. He knocked on the door again, and this time he got an answer. But it wasn't who he expected.
"Oscar? What happened honey?" - Mirabel answered in the middle of a yawn, stooping down to stand at the boy's height. - "Couldn't sleep?"
"You weren't in your room. Why weren't you in your room? I was scared, I thought you were gone." - He began to cry again.
"Shhh, it's ok, I'm here now, aren't I? Sometimes I don't like to sleep alone too."
She noticed that Oscar was without his gloves and was careful not to touch the boy's hands as she picked him up and carried him into the room. She then laid him down on the bed, between her and Camilo, who had woken up with the noise.
"What happened?" - Camilo asked.
Mirabel shrugged lightly, she didn't know either.
"I had bad dreams..." - Oscar replied, snuggling into Mirabel, who hugged him.
"It's all right now. They were just dreams, no one can hurt you here."
Camilo moved a little closer to the two, stroking Oscar's curly hair. The three of them stayed like that for a while, Camilo and Mirabel even believed that Oscar had managed to sleep. Until...
"Mira... can you sing me a song?" - The boy asked, now calmer.
"A song? Which one do you want?"
"Any one."
She thought for a moment, and finally began, in a sweet, soft voice:
Hijo del corazón Deja ya de llorar Junto a ti yo voy a estar y nunca más te han de hacer mal
Tus ojitos de luz El llanto no ha de nublar Ven mi amor nadie nos ha de separar Si te vieran como yo Te darían su calor
Oscar yawned, he could barely keep his eyes open.
Todo aquel que te hizo a ti llorar Te tendría ahora entre sus brazos Hijo mío, mi amor No me importa el sufrir Cómo un sol, tu me das luz y das calor a mi vivir
Mirabel ran her hand through the boy's hair and kissed those auburn curls she loved so much.
Todo aquel que te hizo a ti llorar Te tendría ahora entre sus brazos
Hijo mío, mi amor No me importa el sufrir Cómo un sol, tu me das luz y das calor a mi vivir
Mirabel finished the song. Almost sleeping, little Oscar, nestled in his sister's arms, whispered, before finally falling asleep:
"I wish you were my parents..."
Mirabel and Camilo looked at each other, a little surprised by the boy's speech.
"Sometimes I think he knows more than he lets on. - Camilo said, also almost asleep.
"Who knows?"
Camilo didn't answer, fixing his gaze on the boy his cousin was hugging, at the same time lightly caressing Mirabel's face. They stayed like that for a few minutes, until Camilo kissed her cheek lightly, said good night, and closed his eyes, only to open them the next morning.
Mirabel stayed awake for a little more time, smelling the childish scent that her "brother's" hair exhaled, until she finally fell asleep, with a tiny smile in her lips.
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themountainsays · 2 years
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MiraMilo and IsaLores ask just reminding me of those Omega Verse asks from ages ago
And I just thought about how frustrating it would be for IsaLores in that situation
MiraMilo looks at The Greater Good™ of Encanto
And says "No"
They say "We are of Encanto too and deserve to be just as happy as anyone else and we will not give that up"
Meanwhile IsaLores will sacrifice everything on the altar of their goodness
Their money, pride, needs, desires, happiness, even their very own lives
It's so easy to give these things up when they think that's it's the best way to be good and serve The Family and Encanto
But then they see MiraMilo who is still so good
Still favored by Casita
Still helpful at home
Still useful for Encanto
Still loved in town
Still kind
Still Good
Even it's not The Greater Good™
And IsaLores can't help but wonder
"Is my sacrifice really the best way"
Ahh those old omegaverse asks i remember them 😭😭😭 yesss ahh i hope they get together because they deserve to be happy too ;-;
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green-mochi-blog · 6 months
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Cariana cuddling 🐞🐍
Mariana: hey, can you move a little? I'm getting out of space
Carlos: yeah, sure *gets out of the bed and lies on the floor*
Mariana: what are you doing?
Carlos: oh, I thought you wanted more space
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kazorashi · 1 year
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This is a SumMint collaboration. CamiMira "Don't Go" Inspired by the line in Family Madrigal, "my primo Camilo won't until he makes you smile today"
Left open ended for interpretation. Is it angst? It could be x3
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I just had a thought.
If camilo masturbated as a male, transformed into a female, inseminated himself, could he impregnate himself? And if he transformed into a female version of himself rather than into someone else, would the genes be the same, essentially making a copy?
What I'm saying is can he asexually reproduce? I feel like the answer is yes.
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connor-sito · 1 year
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Antonio sees Mirabel and Camilo hugging romantically in the middle of the square, luckily there are no other people in the square.
Antonio: What are you doing?
Mirabel: Trying to prove we can be in public without acting like a couple, so Isabela and Dolores won't force us to end our relationship.
Antonio: Oh! How's that going?
Camilo caressing Mira's waist: Mmm... not well.
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