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xayers · 2 years

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YOU NEVER MISS AHHH I LOVE THIS SM AHHAJIDEBIJD

HIII omg i love ur writing ur so talented like wha ? but anyway im gonna request something with camilo (ofc) and im rlly into secret admirer troupes rn so can you do something where camilo sends love letters and does sweet romantic gestures anonymously to the reader and then the reader eventually finds out its him? you can choose if you want an angsty heartbreak or a fluffy happy ending <3

😏😏 im a menace rn so fluff-angst-fluff

Cartas de amor rechazadas

camilo x gn!reader

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he walked by your house, dropping a letter and a rose, knocking on the door and leaving.

you groaned, who kept leaving love letters at your doorstep every day? sure they made you smile and giggle, but it was tiring, you wanted to know who it was!

you put the letter in the box with the other letters you already had. and the rose joining the others in the vase you got.

you walked into town, looking for your sport as you held a piece of paper and a pen. “how do i do this? and who will i give it to?” you asked.

why couldnt this be over? can’t someone just tell you who this person was- “hi.” you looked up to see a freckled curly haired boy. “oh- hola!” you said.

“may i sit here?” he asked, you nodded. “nice to meet you. i’m Y/n. and you are?” you asked. “Camilo. what are you doing?” he asked. “i’ve been getting love letters and i wanna reply but i don’t know who it is and how i’d give it to them. and what if i dont like them? it’s crazy. the letters make me happy but then again i don’t know who it is so i might just stop reading them.” you explained.

“oh. that’s crazy. maybe leave a letter where they are leaving the letters at. ask them questions and try to get to know them or ask them for clues.” he suggested. “that’s smart! and maybe once i get to know them more i could ask to meet them or- and see if i hang out with them more or get to know them if i like them.” you said.

“yeah. that’s smart.” he said. “i should get going. it was nice meeting you Y/n! i’ll see you around!” he said as he left. “you too Cami!” you started writing the letter, explaining that since you didn’t know who it was you didn’t have feelings, but if you got to know each other more then you could just see where it would take you.

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your words were flooding his brain. should he stop? did it make you uncomfortable? maybe he should know you more in person and maybe confess or tell you in person. but what if that made you hate him more?

~“so i might just stop reading them.”~ maybe if he stopped writing letters, then you just wouldn’t have any to read.

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over the next few days the letter you wrote stayed outside your door. no more letters arrived. but you were oddly missing Camilo, even though you just recently met him. why did the letters stop after you explained your situation to Camilo-

then it hit you. what if it was Camilo. what if your words might’ve hurt him? you wanted to know him. he seemed cool and mischievous. his curly hair and freckles. you smiled at the thought of him.

you had to tell him. but where would he live? Camilo- Camilo Madrigal! you grabbed the box and the letter you wrote and ran to the Casita.

you knocked on the door. “please open casita. i need to see Camilo.” the door opened and you smiled. “ay gracias casita!” you smiled. “Camilo!” you yelled out.

you saw him, looking confused at you. you ran and hugged him. “these are yours right?” you asked as you gave him the box. “wha- how did you- did someone tell you?” he asked.

“no. i just kinda out two and two together once i realized that i stopped getting your letters after i explained what was going on.” you said. “oh..” he replied. “i wanna get more letters from you Cami. i like them. but i wanna get to know you and hang out with you too.” you said.

“y-you do? seriously?” he asked. “si. now lets go watch the sunset!” you said as you grabbed his hand. you both sat down at your spot. “we’re gonna write each other cartas de amor verdad?” you asked as you put your head on his shoulder, holding his hand. “of course. here’s one para hoy.” he said as he handed you one.

“para ti bonita.” he smiled. “para ti querido.” you said as you handed him the letter you wrote.

#stop being so good smh

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xayers · 2 years

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frenemies

“hiii!!! thank you for liking my fic <33 part two is now linked on there as well 😏

but anyways could you do a camilo x gn!reader where they’re like “frenemies” but secretly simping over each other and dolores knows and is tired of them going back and forth so she gets the family and they set them up and when camilo comes home, he’s holding the readers hand and holding them close to which they know that they’re dating.”

TY FOR THIS SUBMISSION I HAD SM FUN WRITING IT!

camilo x gn reader

word count: 2703

im sorry this was rushed, i stay up mad late working on these fics cause i have a lot of fun writing but i get tired SO quick its bizzare but anything for camilo <3

not proofread cuz i got tired LMAO

gif cred: @ monoul

Camilo and you always had a very complex relationship. On one day, you guys would be the closest people on the planet, and on the next, you both would be competing to see which one of you was better at something. There was always an awkward tension when you and Camilo were in a room together, and Dolores couldn’t put her finger on it if it was love or just a really strange rivalry. So that’s why Isabela, Mirabel, and Luisa were all gathered, just so Dolores could figure out what exactly was going on between you and Camilo.

“Okay, do you know why I called you all here?’ Dolores asked while she paced back and forth.

“I have no idea, and frankly, I have no interest in whatever it is,” Isabela complained as she stood up to leave the room,

“You didn’t even listen to what I was going to say! Can you at least give my meeting a chance?” Dolores argued, blocking the door so Isabela couldn’t leave.

“Well, can you tell us why you brought us all here?” Mirabel asked as she started slouching in her seat.

“Okay, you know about (Y/N) and Camilo, right?”

As she crossed her arms, Luisa grumbled, “Oh my god, if this is about their weird relationship again, I’m leaving.”

“Unfortunately for you, this is about their weird relationship. And you will not be going anywhere, you hear me? Dolores sighed. “As I was saying before I got rudely interrupted, I was thinking we should set them up on a date!”

“Okay, so what do we gain from this?” Isabela replied.

“God, you guys are impatient. I’ll give you your prize if you guys can do this successfully.”

“I’ll help. I have nothing better to do anyway,” Mirabel said defeated.

“I’ll help, too. But I swear, if there is no prize after all the work I’m about to put in, nobody is safe.” Isabela murmured.

“Since everyone else is in, I might as well help too, but I still don’t understand why we’re doing this,” Luisa grumbled.

“Great! It only took a little convincing and you guys are all in! Is today my lucky day or something?” Dolores chuckled. “But getting Camilo and (Y/N) to do an activity with each other without them bickering or competing with each other is going to be hard.”

“Well first things first, we’re going to have to set up a date for them without explicitly telling them it’s a date,” Mirabel suggested.

“Yeah and on top of that, we have to be as discreet as possible, so they don’t pick up on what we’re doing,” Isabela added while crossing her arms.

“And even if we get lucky and complete those tasks without a hitch, we still have to make sure they don’t accidentally kill each other while they’re alone,” Luisa added.

‘This is why I picked you guys to help me!” Dolores explained, “Some of those tasks only seem difficult when you say them out loud. Thankfully, I was already a step ahead of you guys and came up with a perfect date idea for them!”

“And what may that be?” Isabela asked.

“Pottery classes! I was listening to one of (Y/N)’s conversations with Camilo and they said that they used to do pottery as a kid and Camilo said he’d like to try it one day, too! So I think they’ll be too interested in pottery to even think about killing each other!”

Boy was Dolores wrong, she underestimated how much you and Camilo love to participate in stupid competitions against each other and argue about it afterward.

Not long after Dolores got Isabela, Mirabel, and Luisa to help her set you and Camilo up on a date, Mirabel invited you over to hang out, and how could you refuse an invitation to get closer to Julieta to steal some of her food?

As you were walking into the kitchen, you spotted Camilo and he appeared to be looking for something and you guessed he was in the kitchen for the same reason you were.

“Looking to steal some food? Real mature, Camilo.” You said with a teasing grin on your face.

“I could say the same thing about you. You’re here for Mirabel yet you’re stealing food, too. I’m starting to think you just wanted to see me. And if that was the case, you could’ve just said so!” Camilo snickered as he grabbed an arepa from the counter.

“Of course you’d think I’m here to see you. Can you get any cockier?” You joked. “If you must know why I’m here, I heard Julieta made arepa’s and I’m here for one of those babies!”

“That’s funny considering you just laughed at me for stealing food but look at you, doing the same thing! Can you get any more hypocritical, (Y/N)?” Camilo taunted as he took the last bite of his snack. “And just for the record, I’m not cocky! My assumption of you coming to see me was based on logical reasoning!”

“Oh, I’d love to hear this. What ‘logical reasoning’ did you use to conclude that I’d come here just to see you?”

“You always come around when I’m around and we somehow end up in the same room at the same time! That isn’t a coincidence. Plus, you always initiate the conversations we have! It’s so clear you’re in love with me. Just admit it, I won’t make fun of you! Or maybe, you just want to be as awesome as I am and you simply can’t help being near me 24/7.”

“I would never fall in love with someone as conceited as you are. And when will you stop lying to yourself? I’m better than you and you know that.” But in your head, you knew deep down inside, you were the one lying to yourself and you may have had a tiny crush on Camilo, but you’d never say that aloud.

“You’re so in denial.” Camilo snorted.

“Will you guys stop flirting and leave the kitchen already? You’re making me lose my appetite!” Isabela complained as she shoved Camilo out the way to grab an arepa.

“Well hello to you too, Isabela,” Camilo grumbled as he took more food.

“Hey, you had one already, save some for the ones who haven’t eaten yet!” Dolores yelled as she ran into the kitchen to snatch the food out of Camilo’s hand.

“Oh goody, a family reunion. Why can’t people just leave me alone to steal food in peace?” Camilo sighed.

“Notice how he only complained because he couldn’t spend any more alone time with his lover!” Isabela whispered to Dolores in a teasing manner.

“I heard that, you know,” Camilo said as he began to walk out the room.

“So (Y/N), about you Camilo~” Dolores began as she got closer to you.

“Yeah, I’m leaving.” You hissed, walking out with your head down to cover the pink tint that appeared on your cheeks.

“I told you, they’re totally into each other.. They just don’t know how to say it.” Gleamed Dolores.

“You can say that again…” Isabela sighed.

Once you walked into Mirabel’s room, you laid down on her bed and told her about the kitchen encounter with Camilo, Isabela, and Dolores.

“Do you think I have a crush on him?” You asked Mirabel reluctantly.

“Well, do you want the honest reply to that question or do you want the answer that’ll make you the happiest?” Mirabel sighed as she turned to look at you.

“The honest answer..” You said timidly.

“Well yeah I do think you like Camilo, and It’s so obvious it makes me want to smash my head against a rock each time you two interact without saying the words ‘will you go out with me?’… but hey, that’s just how I feel..”

You immediately hid your face in Mirabel’s pillow and internally screamed to yourself. Had you made it that obvious? Did everyone know?! DID CAMILO KNOW?! You knew that you needed to get a grip on yourself and push those feelings you had for him down into your stomach so that you could eventually regurgitate them. So that way, they’d never be a problem again. But that was easier said than done. You hid your feelings for Camilo behind stupid competitiveness and you had no intentions of revealing how you truly felt about him.

“Hey,” Mirabel added, reaching into her purse, “Camilo and I were going to try pottery soon and I was wondering if you’d like to come. I’ll pay!”

“Pottery?” You exclaimed, springing up, “I love pottery! When are you guys going?”

Perfect. Mirabel followed step 1 of the plan and had set up a date for you both without explicitly saying it was a date! All she’d have to do now is act sick on the day of the date so it’s only you and Camilo there. Everything was going accordingly.

A few days go by and it’s finally time for Camilo and you to go on your pottery ‘date’ so you decided to wait outside the place where Mirabel said you guys would be sculpting. But then, your phone went off and you looked at the new text message you had just received.

“Hey (Y/N), I can’t make it to pottery today cause I’m feeling sick and my mom isn’t home to help. You should just go without me. Have fun!” And the realization set in. You’d be alone, with Camilo, spending time together, ALONE. And incase you didn’t emphasize how alone you’d be, you had to say that’d you’d be alone with Camilo out loud. TWICE. And that’s how you both got in the situation you were in.

- time skip to when y'all start sculpting shit cuz im too lazy to build the story any further lolll

“See Camilo, I told you that you’d be no good at this. Maybe next time, you should leave this to the professionals.” You joked as you playfully glared at Camilo’s pottery skills. You guys were making vases and his vase looked more like a deformed gnome and you couldn’t handle him wasting any more clay. “Let me help you, you’re physically hurting me with how TRASH you are at this.”

“It’s not that bad, you’ve just had more practice with this and that’s why yours looks a little better than mine, that’s all. If we were doing ANYTHING else, you know I’d be better than you at it.” Camilo snorted back as he rolled his eyes and continued to work on his vase.

“Saying my vase looks ‘A little’ better than yours is a little minimizing, don’t you think? Are you too embarrassed to admit that my vase looks better than your… Whatever that is?”

“Yours is not better, it’s just a little more proportionate. And I don’t need your help, I got this.”

You huffed as you decided to focus on finishing your vase before helping the stubborn boy.

“You know, if we did get someone to judge who’s vase is better, mine will be the victor.” You added as you kept sculpting your vase, making sure that it was perfect.

“Don’t get too cocky. Camilo Madrigal is no loser.”

“Mhm yeah, keep dreaming, maybe you’ll manifest it and that saying will become true.”

“..Hey, I think I’m getting the hang of this thing! My sculpture is starting to make a bit more sense!”

You turned over to look at Camilo and he was right, his sculpture was starting to look more like a vase! However, this phenomenon of Camilo getting better at his sculpting was short-lived. As if it was timed, Camilo had lost his grip on his vase and ended up splattering clay on everything and everyone around him. You, him, the desks you both were sculpting on, the walls and floor of the room were all soon covered in clay, and this unfortunate mishap caused you to stop paying attention to what you were doing and your clay sculpture suffered the same fate Camilo’s did.

There were a few moments of silence, giving you both time to register what the hell just happened.

“Hey Camilo, does this phrase sound familiar at all? A REALLY bad clay sculptor once said it. The quote goes like, ‘Hey, I think I’m getting the hang of this thing! My sculpture is starting to make a bit more sense!’ Does that saying ring any bells?!” You shouted mockingly as you angrily walked towards him.

“Oh, that’s REAL funny cause an equally bad clay sculpture said something along the lines of, ‘See Camilo, I told you that you’d be no good at this. Maybe next time, you should leave this to the professionals.’ And this quote is SO hilarious because the same person who said it also managed to mess up their vase! Just how funny is that?!” Camilo sneered back, getting closer

to you as he said it.

As you both got closer and closer to each other with scowls on your faces, you soon realized that your nose was practically touching his. You were so close to him and for a minute, you forgot why you were mad in the first place. You stared deeply into Camilo’s eyes. They were rich and velvety, like freshly melted chocolate. It was so easy to get lost in them and you wouldn’t have found your way out if you hadn’t noticed Camilo’s cheeks starting to turn scarlet with a bashful expression painted across his features.

During this moment, you realized you were tired of the games, you were tired of lying to yourself, you were tired of it all. You had finally come to terms with your feelings about Camilo Madrigal. You were in love with him. And all the pointless arguments you both had, meant nothing right now. He was perfect in your eyes and you had to have him. You couldn’t stand to see him with anyone else and have to pretend you weren’t jealous. You couldn’t stand the nights where you were up wondering if you said something too harsh to make the boy hate you. You couldn’t stand the faint blush that appeared every time Camilo complimented you. You couldn’t stand how his laugh made you feel safe and comforted. It was all too much at once.

Without thinking twice about where this action will lead your relationship, you pulled Camilo into a passionate kiss. Nothing mattered at this moment, it was like a dream because of how surreal it all felt. You had finally done something that you had always taunted yourself for not doing sooner. Every emotion you’ve ever felt because of him was put into this one kiss and you could feel that Camilo felt the same way. He kissed you back in a way that made you feel like nothing else mattered. And on this occasion, you felt like the only 2 people in the world while everyone else was just background noise.

For what felt like an eternity, you pulled away from the kiss and momentarily stared Camilo in the eyes before you felt your face begin to heat up.

“That was-”

“Shh, don’t ruin the moment.” You interrupted while glaring at him. No matter how embarrassed you may be, you’ll always find a way to shush Camilo.

“Yeah, okay. For once, I can’t argue with you on that.

When you walked into the Madrigal household, you weren’t expecting Dolores, Isabela, Mirabel, and Luisa to be waiting for you both in the front hall.

“Mirabel, what are you doing up? I thought you were sick?” You asked worriedly.

“Sick?” Camilo questioned, “She told me she had to help Luisa set up for a party?”

You both started thinking and quickly figured out what had happened today.

“YOU PLAYED US?” You shrieked.

“Well, it seems as if our little plan worked because you guys are holding hands! Care to fill us in on what happened at pottery, you two?” Mirabel giggled.

You looked at your hand and it was in fact, intertwined with Camilo’s. The crazy part is, you don’t even remember locking hands with him. It just… happened! One part of you hated how you had no control over you body when you were near Camilo but another part of you body loved how comforting and safe he made you felt.

“Oh my god, this cannot get any more embarrassing…” Camilo grumbled as you both marched into his room.

“So Dolores, where’s the prize you promised?” Isabela mentioned as she glared at Dolores, already knowing what her reply would be.

“Yeah…about that…I kinda forgot…”

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xayers · 2 years

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bye cause i'm writing another camilo fic 💀 it's probably gonna take a day to finish but it i doubt it's gonna be as long as my other camilo fic was 😗

omg y'all PLEASE send in some asks, i'm desperate.

and i'm so glad y'all liked that camilo fic omg ?! i literally rushed it at the end cause i was so done but OMGG, y'all make me wanna write another fic ab him 😩💕💕💕

#xayers #envy.rambels #disney encanto #camilo encanto #camilo x reader #writing

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OMG THIS IS SO GOOD IM IN LOVE WTFFF

hello!!

i love your writings and wanted to request fluffy camilo x fem!reader who dances for the children of encanto in the village and has yet to properly meet camilo, but she interacts with isabela often and camilo watches her like a lovesick fool

isabela and dolores notice this and so isabela invites her to the casita for dinner and her and camilo properly meet (+ the whole family teasing camilo??)

tysm <33

THIS IS AN AMAZING PROMPT OMGGG

bonita bailadora

camilo x fem!reader

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he admired her once again, sighing deeply as he watched her giggle and dance with the kids.

“go talk to her primo.” Isabela told him, handing him a flower. “dance with her instead of staring with puppy dog eyes.” she giggled at her cousin.

Isabela walked up to you and started talking to you. “hey Y/n, how are you?” you smiled, “i’m good.” you giggled as you spun a little girl around.

“that’s great! do you know where any baskets or boxes are? gotta pack dozens of roses and plants for the garden were making.”

you smiled. “i think there are some near the church or the barn.” Isabela smiled. “thank you!”

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a few days later there was a birthday party for one of the kids you babysit. The Madrigals were there, obviously you were too.

you danced and laughed with the kids as they smiled and complimented you. “You dance so well Y/n!”

when your feet started aching the kids still wanted to dance. “just a little break. i’ll join you guys soon okay? go! have fun!”

after cooling down the kids tugged on your skirt. “cmon! dance with us again Y/n!” a young girl asked. “pleeeeaaasssseeee.” she made puppy dog eyes.

just how Camilo makes them at you, but you wouldn’t notice.

you nodded as you picked her up and started twirling around. she giggled and smiled.

once again, Camilo was completely enamorado with the way you moved and flowed to the music. your hair and skirt swaying perfectly.

“you’re making heart eyes again brother.” dolores said. “no im not!” Camilo denied. “yes you are! you always do when you see her!” Isabela said.

“maybee go ask her to dance!” dolores said as she raised her eyebrows and smirked. “yes! do that!” Isabela agreed. Camilo grew flustered and blushed. “no! what if she says no?” he said.

“well, if she does then you can stare at her with love heart eyes. but first! go ask!” he shook his head at Dolores’s comment.

the two girls sighed and rolled their eyes at the stubborn boy. yet, they both came up with a plan.

Dolores came up to you as you were getting food. “hey Y/n!” she waved at you as she sat near you. “hey dolores!” you smiled at her.

Isabela soon joined you both. “you should come over for dinner some time, we wanna hang out with you and maybe meet the whole family and get acquainted more!” Isabela said. Dolores nodded and agreed. “yeah! you can meet the family and get to know them better!”

you agreed. “yeah! that sounds good.”

—

later that week you knocked on the door of the Casita.

“come in! come in!” Dolores said as she smiled excitedly at Isabela. they led you to the kitchen, making sure to sit you next to Camilo.

their plan was going smoothly. “the dinner was delicious! thank you guys for having me over!” Camilo smiled at you. “i wanna have you over more often bonita.”

“what was that Camilo?” Dolores said, having a smirk on her face. “W-What? i didn’t say anything!” he started blushing.

“I’d like to come over more and hang out with you more Camilo! if that’s okay.” you whispered to him. he started blushing and nodding.

the family smiled at the two. “soo.. you got a novia?” Felix asked Camilo. Camilo started blushing and shaking his head as you giggled. “not yet but maybe soon. you just have to wait.” you responded, which made Camilo cover his face as you all laughed.

“aww cmon Cami! don’t cover your cute face! i wanna see you.” you said as you removed his hands and just held them. he tried to avoid eye contact but you placed your hand on his cheek. “i like your freckles.” you whispered.

—

after you making Camilo more flustered at the dinner table, you were talking as you hung out in his room. “i know you watch me dance.. just saying.” you said as you sat next to him.

“oh- that- uhm.” he started stuttering “it’s okay Cami. maybe one day we can dance together. i should go home now. it was nice to meet you.” you said as you kissed his cheek.

“wait! let me walk you home!” he said as he grabbed your hand. you smiled and intertwined your fingers as you talked on your way home.

“thank you Camilo. we should hang out more!” you said. “yeah! i’d like that a lot.” he said as he smiled at you. before you walked into your house you kissed him on the cheek again.

once he was back home he wouldn’t stop getting bombarded with questions and teasing of “when’s the wedding date?😏” or “did y’all kiss😏”

he was already flustered from you kissing him on the cheek twice. he landed on his bed thinking of you.

Isabela and Dolores high-fived each other for their plan working.

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xayers · 2 years

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omg y'all PLEASE send in some asks, i'm desperate.

and i'm so glad y'all liked that camilo fic omg ?! i literally rushed it at the end cause i was so done but OMGG, y'all make me wanna write another fic ab him 😩💕💕💕

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happy birthday

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gif cred : @ cometcrystal

camilo madrigal x gn reader

Camilo flopped down onto his bed as he contemplated what the next few days would be like. Your birthday was coming up and he was puzzled about what he should give you for that special day. You were amazing to him and he didn't want to mess this up. Giving gifts was never an easy task for the shape-shifting Madrigal. In fact, he DREADED his relatives' birthdays because of the fact he would have to give them a perfect present, which he was never good at. For instance, on Isabela's last birthday, he gifted her a pink rose.. As if, she couldn't make those by hand… and his reasoning for this beautiful, yet pointless gift was even worse than the gift itself.

"I see you making these things everywhere so you must like 'em! If you dig just a bit deeper and look at the real meaning behind my considerate present to you, I gave you your favorite flower, and on top of that, it matches with your dress, too! I believe a ‘Thank-You!’ hug and the title of your favorite cousin should be in order."

Needless to say, he had to get Isabela a brand-new present and he had to get treated for the busted lip that Isabela had also given him. See, the thought and meaning behind all his gifts were there, it's just that the execution behind the gifts could use tremendous work. That's why Camilo was determined that his gift to you wouldn't be in vain, he didn't want a repeat of all the years where he had to suffer the consequences of giving substandard gifts to the people in his family.

He was struggling and staring up at his ceiling as if the perfect gift for you would just fall onto his face. Soon enough, he got tired of trying to think and decided he needed to bring in backup, and by "backup" he meant begging anyone in his family to help him with his dilemma.

Camilo stood in front of Dolores' door reluctantly. He didn't want to ask her for help, but he had no other choice. No ideas were popping into his numb skull and Dolores did know about everyone in Encanto so she should be able to help with his problem .. right?

"I can hear you outside my room. You can knock, 'ya know? I don't bite!" Dolores teased. Camilo sluggishly opened the door and then flopped onto her bed. "Woah, Cami. You okay?"

"I've been better.” Camillo sighed while placing his hands behind his back, making a make-shift pillow, and closing his eyes.

"Yeah, you don't say.. What brings you here, you need help with something?"

"(Y/N) brings me here, that's what, and I DO need help with something. You know, their birthday is in a few days and I have absolutely no idea what I should gift them"

“Okay, so why’d you come to me about it?”

"Well, is the fact that you know almost everything about everyone who lives in Encanto so you should know some things about (Y/N) that could help me get them a good present good enough for you?"

Dolores let out a small chuckle then sat beside her brother who was sprawled across her bed with his hands on his face. "You do make a good point with that last reason but you two are literally dating! No amount of information I provide will ever come close to what you already know about them, but I can tell you this, give them something from the heart, something that you know they'll enjoy. Try and think back to some things that they expressed fondness in. It could be a certain garment they've been fawning over or a piece of jewelry they think is beautiful. Just try and give them something that shows you listen and care."

Camilo started thinking to himself. He started thinking about something that you've been wanting for a while, and then, it came to him! On your last outing together, you said that you wanted a stunning diamond-encrusted hairpin Sure, it would be expensive, but when he thinks of you, he'd buy the whole world just to be next to you for a second. He was hopelessly smitten for you. You were his weakness, his kryptonite, but you made him feel like anything was possible and he wanted to be stronger for you because of this. You made him feel light and like he was constantly floating but you also pulled him down to earth and showed him the beauty in many things he would have never noticed before. You made him feel a lot of contradictory emotions but he loved you nonetheless. He made a promise to himself that he'd make you the happiest person on the earth and nothing would ever get in the way of that promise.

Camilo got up from his somber position, thanked Dolores, and quickly left her room. He knew what to get you, but that wasn't enough for him. He truly believed you deserved more and the hairpin wasn't enough, so he was on his way to speak to his mother to get more advice on what he should give you.

"Mamí!" Camilo shouted while running into the kitchen.

"Holá, mi Hijo, how are you today?" Pepa gleamed, seeming happier than ever. Ever since you and Camilo started dating, Pepa was over the moon. In her eyes, her son had become a man and she seemed less stressed. She had someone to look after her little boy, someone to make him laugh and smile like how he does for everyone else around him, someone to entertain his pranks when even she was too tired to handle him, someone he could spend time with, and someone to love him unconditionally, just like she does.

"I'm doing fine, but I do need help with something," Camilo muttered while taking a seat at the table. "(Y/N)'s birthday is in a few days and I'm still not set on what to get them. Do you think you could give me some advice on what I should do?"

"Oh, Camilo," Pepa sighed while she played with the strands of her hair, eventually taking a seat across from Camilo. " I can't tell you exactly what you should get, but I can tell you this, try and take all of their favorite things into consideration when getting them something. I know you're not the best at giving presents, but try and think of things they love. Like their favorite place to be, their favorite song, favorite people, favorite foods. All of those will show them that you care about their comfortability and that you want them to feel happy!"

"Alright, Dolores told me something along the lines of that. I'll try my best, thank you, Mamí" Camilo murmured while sluggishly sliding out of his seat. He knew that your birthday gift had to be perfect. Absolutely perfect. There was no room for errors because he had his fair share of those, he wanted you to enjoy the 24 hours dedicated just for you… aanndd the other people who shared your birthday, but it's still your day since nobody else can compare to you.

time skip to a few days later cuz i'm lazy

The day has come, your birthday. To say Camilo was a nervous wreck would be a BIG understatement. He was pacing around his room with the 2 presents he had gotten you on his dresser. The first present was a diamond-encrusted hairpin that Dolores had helped him choose. The second present was a heart locket with a picture of you and him in it, in front of the tree, you two met. That was where you both would go to meet up when you guys decided to hang out, the tree you'd two go-to when you guys got stressed, the tree you two would go to when you needed time alone, even though one of you would probably be there already. That place was special to both of you and it held irreplaceable memories. He wouldn't trade the days where you two would just sit under the tree together, basking in each other's presence for anything.

Camilo finally grabbed the gifts and put them in a little bag that read "happy birthday," and with that, he headed off to your house. On his way there, he saw a street vendor offering bouquets of your favorite flower.

"Hey, you're the kid from the Madrigal family right, the shape-shifting one ?" Questioned the vendor.

"Yeah, that's me," Camilo answered. "How much for a bouquet of those flowers, the ones right there" He pointed to a batch of your favorite flowers. They swayed in the wind and looked golden as the bright sun hit them. They had a gold lining to hold the bouquet in place that made the flowers all the more enticing. To Camilo, those flowers were absolutely radiant and entrancing, but there was one flower in the bouquet that had yet to bloom, but despite this fact, it glowed and swayed just like the other flowers, but it still was beautiful, regardless of the premature nature the flower was in. Camilo brushed his fingers against the petals of the dainty herb and smiled.

"The price for these is 2.25 but I'll give it to you for 1.25 since your cousin Luisa helped me move my cart into the town's place!"

Camilo handed the man the money and left with a new batch of flowers in his hand, along with the gifts, and continued walking to your house.

another time skip cuz why not lol

Once Camilo arrived at your house, he saw that you were sitting in the front yard. Once he noticed you, he immediately ran and hid in the nearest bush. "Okay Camilo, you got this. Just give them their gifts and spend time with them without making it awkward or weird. That can't be that hard-"

"Camilo, is that you over there?" You blurted while running toward the mysterious figure hidden behind a garden bush.

Camilo panicked and transformed into you then back to him, dropping the presents and flower bouquet on the ground, he rushed to the ground, fumbling to pick up the objects that he just lost his grip on, all the while you got closer and closer to his little 'hiding spot.'

"Cami, what are you doing back here, you could've asked to come inside instead of conspicuously hiding behind a bush that can barely cover your head." You teased while you leaned on the hedge.

Camilo let out a slightly embarrassed chuckle, as he dusted off the dirt from his pants. He always had a soft spot for your silly banter.

"Happy birthday, mi vida." Camilo said, flustered. He was bright red as a tomato and he had barely spoken to you yet. He handed you an assortment of flowers and 2 jewelry boxes. One contained the expensive, but exquisite hairpin, while the other box had the beautiful heart locket. All with an embarrassed smile to seal the deal.

You immediately looked up at Camilo, back at the presents, and back up at Camilo with a surprised look on your face.

Camilo looked up at your face and immediately regretted coming to you directly to deliver your presents.

"I- I'm sorry I really shouldn't have -'' You cut Camilo off to give him a long, loving hug. You looped your arms around his neck and held him closely, burying your head in his neck while he stammered some more. He didn't know what to expect but he certainly wasn't expecting this.

"Thank you, Camilo." You whispered while still holding your lover close. Camilo then wrapped his arms around the back of your torso. You two just stood there in silence for a while, enjoying each other's warm embrace.

"Hey.. do you want to go hang out somewhere?" Camilo asked as he broke away from the hug.

"Of course." You said, taking your flowers and gifts. You both intertwined your fingers with each other and locked hands. It's as if your bodies were magnets, constantly attracting each other and Camilo couldn't get enough. You were infatuating and perfect in every way to him.

"Oh, and mi Amor," you began to ask.

"Hm? " Camilo muttered, turning his head to look at you.

"Why on God's green earth were you hiding behind that bush? If you really wanted to disguise yourself, you could've turned into a random passerby. You chose the worst hiding spot EVER.”

"Well, I didn't know you were the hiding spot judge? When did this come to be? Cause if you ask ME, my hiding spot was pretty damn good, especially since you are not the observant type and wouldn't be able to see a fly if it landed on your eyeball."

"Says you! Do you remember when you were mocking your Abuela and she was right behind you?! It seems as if YOU aren't the alert, wise person you claim to be"

"Okay, now I never claimed to be any of those things, and you know how I feel about the Abuela situation. I wasn't allowed to leave my room for a week. That was the hardest 7 days of my LIFE ."

"Camilo, you snuck out every single day. YOU DIDN'T EVEN FOLLOW YOUR PUNISHMENT. HOW IN THE HELL IS THAT HARD?!"

"Are you forgetting my sister hears everything about everyone? When people use the saying ‘The walls have ears,’ they're literally referring to Dolores. She hears everyone's business. Hell, she even heard me ask you out!"

"Okay but Dolores wouldn't tell on you for sneaking out, would she?"

"Oh yes, she would! There are some secrets she simply can't keep which I find ridiculous since she keeps all Isabela's secrets with no hesitation, but the second I ask for a teensy weensy favor, she requests 20 dollars and a free dessert.”

You began to cackle at what Camilo just said. “You actually paid her the money?!”

“I had no other choice, but then again, paying her 20 dollars was nothing if it meant I could spend the day with my lover.” Camilo gushed.

Camilo and you walked a little more before you reached the town's place.

“Hey, mi Amor, you wanna spend some time here for a while, while we wait for the sun to set?”

“Of course, but why would we wait for the sun to set?” You asked.

“I just want to show you something at that time, that's all.”

..another time skip cuz i'm fed UP, sorry y'all 💀..

“Cami, the sun is setting, didn't you say that you wanted to show me something around this time?”

“Oh yeah, come on,” Camilo said as he took your hand inside an old, abandoned building.

“You're not trying to kill me, are you?” You said, half-jokingly.

“You know, with the number of questions you ask, I'm starting to actually consider that idea.” Camilo teased back.

You both started walking up a flight of stairs and after a while, you saw a light, signaling you guys were nearing the top and you were soon going to be on the roof of the rundown building.

“Oh, so you're gonna push me off the roof? How romantic.” You said sarcastically.

“Yep, and I'm gonna look amazing while doing so, and when people ask why I did what I did, I'm gonna reply with ‘their pessimistic attitude pushed me off the edge so I pushed them off the edge .. of a building.”

“Hardy har har, Cami. I'm dying of laughter.”

“Yeah, you will be dying soon although, it won't be from laughter, and then again, pushing you off a building this high would result in an instantaneous death so you won't really register that you're dying, you'll just be dead.. but you won't feel any pain so that's a plus! No need to thank me for giving you a quick, painless death!”

“Okay, first off, I'm not even gonna ask why you know so much about falling off a building, and secondly, ENOUGH OF THE DEATH TALK, CAMILO MADRIGAL.

“I know so much about falling from high places because I was researching how to properly dispose of you! Also, don't get mad at me, you started the whole death talk thing.”

“What did I just say about the D-word Camilo.”

“I was just answering your question, my love.”

What felt like an eternity of death talk for you, you both reached the roof of the building and the view there was something straight out of a movie. It's as if the sky was a coin and when the sun would set, we would be able to see the sides of the coin, which would be the golden-ish yellow side, whereas the blue ocean that took over the sky was on one side of the coin and the black, star-filled night was on the other. Camilo and you got there just in time to witness the sides of the coin where gold reigned the sky and other colors such as pink and yellow helped the sky look even more radiant. The sun looked over both you and your lover and gave you both a warm, golden embrace.

When you turned to look at Camilo, you could tell he was just as entranced with the scenery as you were moments before. The sunlight ghosted over his skin and made him look like an extraterrestrial being, something angelic-like. You stared into his eyes for a moment longer and saw the sea of colors reflecting off his glossy orbs. Then he turned his head to look at you.

“Beautiful, isn't it?”

“It is,” you said while beginning to sit down, bringing Camilo down with you. “Thank you for this.”

“It's nothing, really,” Camilo said, then reached into the bag he had given you for your birthday box and pulled out the hairpin he had gotten you, then clipped it in your hair.

“I love you.” You muttered while laying your head on Camilo’s shoulder.

“I love you too, Mi Vida.”

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