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justsomerandomfanfic · 2 years

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Happy Skies - Charles Xavier X Female (Mutant) Reader

Title: Happy Skies

Charles Xavier X Female (Mutant) Reader

Additional Characters: Hank, Reader's parents, bullies (Mentioned), Reader's aunt and cousins (Mentioned), and Storm (Mentioned)

Requested

WC: 1,681

Warnings: Mention of bullies, Reader's parents are rude, mutation like Pepa from Encanto, nervousness, anxiety, mention of divorce, and cuteness

Standing next to your mother and father, you kept your head down as she knocked on the large doors of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. You looked up when someone opened and watched in awe as a tall man with brown hair walked out. He smiled warmly at you and your parents before waving them inside.

"I am Hank, the Professor is expecting you. I'll take you to his office." The young man said as he led you into the school.

You followed him through the halls until they finally came to a stop in front of a door that you presumed to be the Professor's office, whoever he was.

"Enter..." A voice from the other side spoke, and Hank opened the door for you, your other, and your father to enter.

Behind a desk was a man, he had brown wavy hair and striking blue eyes. When you met his gaze, he smiled warmly. "Welcome, you three must be the L/Ns," He said politely, before looking at your mother and father. "What can I help you with?"

Your mother and father both looked hesitant, but your father stepped forward. "We'd like to enroll our daughter in the school," Your father said nervously. "She's very intelligent, but... She's been having trouble with her uh..." Your father trailed off.

Your mother popped in, "Her powers... They are rather hard to deal with if I have to be honest with you. We're hoping this will help her... Condition."

The Professor pursed his lips, "Well, I would gladly help her." He began before continuing, "Could you please add to what makes this hard, so I can further understand more, please?" He asked and your mother continued.

"Well, she went through all of her schooling fine, but she began acting up, I would say, during the end of high school and college. She doesn't work and she lives with her father and I..." Your mother trailed off again, unsure how to continue.

The Professor interjected, "Do you mind if I ask why?" He asked, and your mother looked down. "Are you worried about something?"

"Well, we were told that it could be due to these powers." Your mother said as she gestured towards you, who just stood there, arms wrapped around yourself.

"Dear, how about you grab your things from the car?" Your father asked and you quickly nodded, before leaving the room and going down the hall and out the main doors where you jogged to the car.

Letting out a sigh, you finally let go of your powers, not having to feel the uncomfortable tight sensation anymore. A gray cloud floated above your head, as you began to grab your two small suitcases. Shutting the trunk, you began wheeling your two bags to the doors, once more. Before you entered, you held your breath, closing your eyes as you pushed your powers back down.

Looking up, you sighed as the cloud was gone and you re-entered the building, walking to the office once more, you heard your mother and father's voice, causing you to stop.

"You see, we just can't watch her anymore. It's draining us." Your mother said, and your father continued, "Our daughter's condition even has the both of us debating on divorce."

"I'm sorry to hear that." The Professor said apologetically. "But, perhaps we can help." His voice trailed off as he looked at the paperwork in front of him, before looking back up at your parents, "Don't worry, I'll do everything in my power to help your daughter."

As your mother and father exited the office, you stood there, trying to be as emotionless as possible as they gave you one last look before speeding out of the school. The Professor wheeled out of his office, before stopping beside you, startling you for a moment.

"Well, they seem... Nice" He stated, and you nodded, "Why don't you come inside my office? I would like to hear your end to all of this."

You followed him into the office, sitting down at the desk as he wheeled to his side across from you. "So, what's your name? Your parents didn't say." He asked.

"I'm... Y/N" You replied, and he nodded, before continuing.

"Y/N, That's a lovely name." The Pressor spoke with a small smile, "You can call me Charles, now what's your story?"

You shifted in your seat, unable to look the man in the eyes. He was handsome, there was no doubt about it. And, his accent, oh god, your heart raced at the sound of it. "My parents..." You started, but you stopped, biting your lip.

"Please, I know it may be difficult to talk about, just tell me what you are comfortable talking about."

You nodded, clearing your throat. "Well, I was able to get through my schooling. Even in college, it was hard because of my... Powers." You explained, and Charles nodded.

"I see, I take it these 'powers' are related to the cloud?" He asked, and you nodded before your eyes widened and you looked up, seeing the cloud above your head.

You tried to swat it away, but Charles stopped you. "Why are you doing that?" He asked and you stopped, shrugging.

"It's annoying, it's always there unless I'm happy and I have to suppress it or people will make fun of me."

Charles narrowed his eyes, "Have people made fun of you?" He asked, and you hesitantly nodded.

"Because... it's weird and I can't hide it well."

"Well, I don't think it's weird." Charles began with a smile. "I think it's fascinating." He paused, and then continued, "And, I think you should wear it proudly."

You looked at him confused, before realizing he was referring to the cloud. "Oh...!" You exclaimed and looked down shyly. "I... I just think it causes too much trouble."

"What can you do?" Charles asked curiously.

"Um, well, I..." You thought for a moment, before speaking. "I can control it, it's just hard sometimes." You added, and Charles nodded, seemingly understanding. "My emotions control the cloud. If I don't have control of my emotions, I don't have control of the cloud. If that makes sense."

The Professor nodded. "Yes, that does make perfect sense. Can you show me?"

You took a deep breath, before answering. "I... I don't know."

"Why not?" Charles asked, and you shrugged.

"I don't want to. I could ruin everything."

"Y/N, I assure you, this is going to help you." He assured, and you looked at him, trying to gauge if he was lying.

"By practicing, you'll learn to control it. We can do our first lesson now." He offered and you looked down, sighing softly.

"Okay." You agreed, and Charles smiled, nodding.

"Good. Now, you said it goes along with your emotions... Think about something sad for me." He instructed and you closed your eyes, trying to think, before recalling a memory.

During middle school, some kids were making fun of you. It made you very angry. They would call you names and tease you. It took all of your might not to let your cloud out.

"Fascinating..." Charles spoke up, making you open your eyes.

Looking at him, he was looking up at your cloud, seeing as it quietly thundered. "Y/N. It's enchanting, really."

You blushed and looked down, taking another deep breath before looking back up at Charles, your cheeks heating up even more. "I was so mad." You admitted, before letting out a small laugh, your cloud slowly becoming a fluffy white.

"So when you are angry, you thunder..." Charles stated, and you nodded in response.

"When I'm sad, it rains," You continued, "But if my emotions are too big or loud or whatever, it's hard to control."

"I see," Charles said as he nodded again. "Has it ever gone out of control?"

You looked up at him, surprised. "Yes... At my aunt's wedding."

Charles nodded, clasping his hands together on his desk. "What happened?" He reminded you of a therapist.

And, yet, he was so easy to talk to.

"One of my cousins was making fun of me and I began thundering and I may or may not accidentally started a hurricane and ruined the wedding." You answered with a shrug, and Charles hummed.

"Well, I know that I can help you. If you allow me to, that is?" He offered and you looked up at him, unsure.

"Can you?" You asked timidly, and he nodded.

"Yes, I'd love to help you. So, what do you say?" He asked, looking at you with a soft smile.

You sat back in your seat. "Alright," You whispered, and Charles smiled warmly.

"Great, then let's begin." He said, standing up and motioning to you to follow. "I'll show you to your new room."

You got up, grabbed your bags, and did as he asked, following him down a long hall to a closed door near the end of the hallway. Opening the door, you smiled slightly at the sight of it. It was a nice-sized room, with a queen-sized bed, closet, and bathroom attached.

"This will be your room. All the students have the upstairs, but since you won't be going to classes, you'll be on the same floor as the other teachers. I hope it is to your liking." He commented, and you nodded, unzipping your bag and setting your things on the bed. "And, if you need anything, you know where my office is. After you settle in, I'll have Storm show you around."

"Thank you." You said, and Charles nodded before taking your hand in his, making you blush.

“I hope you like it here, Y/N.” He spoke before leaving and shutting the door behind him.

You blinked, looking at your hand before sitting down on your new bed, you let out a sigh and smiled. Looking up, you saw your cloud above you. You looked it over for a few moments, before getting up and walking to your closet. You began to put away your things. Finally, you felt free and happy.

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watchtheworld-burn · 2 years

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Yan! Pepa and Julieta x fem! reader. The two sister's confess to the reader, But the reader rejects them and tells them that she doesn't love them. Then the reader try's to leave but the sisters won't let her, But y/n ends up getting out of their grasp and runs but sadly fails. And the two sisters catch the reader, Then punish's them? (Sorry if you're not comfortable with this, if you're not, don't do it!" )

YANDERE! PEPA MADRIGAL

YANDERE! JULIETA MADRIGAL

Yandere! Pepa Madrigal x Female! Reader x Yandere! Julieta Madrigal

Encanto

Genre: Dark romance

Pronouns she/her

Status: Oneshot

Author's note: Hi!! Sorry for taking so long to answer this. I was currently working on another request when you posted posted your request. I waited until Thursday to write this, and hope you enjoy.

Note: The original punishment could've been worse but I changed it to not make them seem to cruel.

"Why do you wanna escape so badly?"

You are Y/N L/N. You're 19 years old and a curious woman. You always loved studying everything to satisfy your curiosity. Everything was interesting, and you wanted to know everything.

You also liked meeting new people, well you liked meeting women. You're a lesbian. At first, you were in denial. You tried dating a few guys before but it never worked out.

The reason you found out you were a lesbian was when you met Carmen. She was majestic. Everything about her was perfect, sadly it didn't work 'cause turns out.. She was straight.

But thanks to her, you finally knew what your sexuality was.

Pepa Madrigal is part of the famous Madrigal family. She's the middle sibling. Her gift is controlling the weather with her emotions. Which to you, was cool and a curse at the same time.

Even though you two don't talk much, she was an amazing woman. You liked studying about her and her gift. Sometimes you help her with it. You also liked her hair. She's so pretty.

Julieta Madrigal is also part of the Madrigal. She's the eldest sibling, She is also considered as Alma's favorite. Her gift is healing someone with her food. You wished you had her gift.

You remembered having lots of injuries because you defended your crush. She insisted on going to Julieta, so you did. You met Julieta and you two had a small chat.

Having a conversation with her was entertaining. She was so interesting. Sure, you don't meet her daily but you and her talk on a weekly basis.

You always praised her, unknowingly making her flustered all the time.

You didn't notice the love in their eyes because you were too interested in your crush.

♡

Julieta Madrigal and Pepa Madrigal had a crush on you. Shocking, right? Imagine having two Madrigal sisters liking you, it must be a blessing.

Julieta liked you because of how curious you were. You loved knowing new things, everything was interesting to you. Whenever she had a conversation with you, she was always hooked and entertained.

She loved talking to you. She was excited to talk to you. If only Alma didn't need her all the time, she would've been with you 24/7. She always dreamed of spending a month with you. Just the two of you.

Pepa Madrigal loved how you helped her with her emotions. You always calmed her down. You even tried to tell her that she should embrace her gift. She does what you say, but with Alma wanting for her to be perfect it was hard.

You were always there for her. No matter how rude she was to you, you would stay by her side. You never insulted her, you never hated her, you never give her judgemental looks. You always supported her.

The two never knew that each of them liked Y/N. This was the day they will know. I wonder how they'll react.

Julieta was always writing love letters for you, but she always hides it, fearing how Alma will react. However she wasn't ready to show you before but this week she was ready to tell you how she feels.

Should she send anonymous love letters to you for a month and then reveal herself? Maybe. Or should she directly tell you? Maybe.

"Julieta! Come down, right now!"

"Okay, Mamá!" She immediately left her room forgetting to close her love letter and her door.

But Pepa, on the other hand, likes to have a shrine of you. Like pictures of you, maybe some items she stole from you, or a note on a certain item for her to remember how she got it.

She was too scared to tell you how she felt. She was afraid of rejection. She wanted you to tell her that you liked her. But if it comes to it, she'll probably confess to you if she feels confident enough.

Pepa came out of the bathroom. "Julieta, have you seen my hairbrush?" She waited for an answer but she didn't receive any.

She sighed and saw that Julieta's door was open. Maybe it was there? She went inside and tried to find her hairbrush.

Julieta finally did the tasks Alma gave her, except one. Which was finding Pepa. She climbed upstairs and went to Pepa's room.

Pepa saw a letter on Julieta's desk.

Julieta saw a small cabinet-like beside Pepa's bed.

It wouldn't hurt to look right?

Pepa walked closer to Julieta's desk,

Julieta walked closer to it,

Pepa took the letter and read it.

Julieta opened it and saw what was inside.

They both gasped.

Julieta wrote a love letter for Y/N!

Pepa had a shrine of Y/N!

Does that mean Pepa/Julieta likes Y/N?

Both of them were shocked.

Pepa closed her eyes and put down the letter then went outside of Julieta's room.

Julieta sighed and closed the shrine, also going outside of Pepa's room.

Then they both bumped into each other.

They looked each other in the eye, and blurted something out without thinking twice,

"We need to talk!"

Julieta took Pepa to the bathroom and closed the door.

"You like Y/N?" Julieta asked her.

"Well.. Maybe? Um, do you like Y/N?" She replied.

Julieta closed her eyes and sighed.

"Yes, I do."

They looked at each other. Then Julieta had a brilliant idea. She then whispered something to Pepa.

"Well then?" Julieta took out her right hand for Pepa to shake.

"Deal." She shook Julieta's hand.

They decided to share you. What's the harm in that, Right?

♡

It was finally the day. The day they confess to you.

The plan was to spend time with you, 'cause they found out that quality time was your love language.

So maybe, if they spend lots of time with you and make you entertained you'll probably gain a crush on them.

After that Julieta will send you a letter to meet them at a certain place.

Y/N'S POV:

I received a letter at my doorstep. I looked around to see if anyone was nearby, but to my dismay there was no one.

I picked up the letter.

My dearest, Y/N

I have been admiring you ever since we met. Then, after a few months of admiring you, we have realized we fell in love with you. If you wish to know who we are meet us at the Caño Cristales.

Love,

Your Secret admirers.

I finished reading the letters then a lot of questions filled my mind.

Who sent this letter?

Were they a girl or a boy?

Admirers? I have multiple people who like me?

Do they want a polyamorous relationship or do I have to choose? I mean I don't mind having a poly relationship with someone, who knows, it might be a great experience.

I folded the paper and placed it in my pocket.

I went to the location they mentioned. When I finally got there I saw a familiar ginger hair and a familiar Tiffany blue dress.

"Are you sure? What if they don't come? Or what if they reject us?"

"I'm sure it will be fine."

Wait a second.. Their voices are really familiar.

"Ahem?"

The girls turned around. It was Julieta and Pepa Madrigal!

"Oh, ho-Hola, Y/N."

"Buenas Tardes, Y/N! [Good afternoon, Y/N!]"

"Hola, Pepa. Hola, Julieta. So, I'll assume you two sent the letter?"

"Si!" Julieta smiled at you.

I felt myself sweating. How do I tell them that I don't like them the same way?

"So.. Me and Pepa had a crush on you for the past few months. We really liked you. We wanted to be with you for so long but we couldn't stand the thought of you not being with us..-"

I stopped listening. I hated this. I feel bad for them. But the thought of them wanting to be with them made me sick. I only see them as friends.

"/N..? Y/N?"

"Yes!"

"So, what's your answer?"

"I'm sorry, Julieta. I'm sorry, Pepa. But I don't feel the same. I only see you two as my friends. But I appreciate that you two had the confidence to confess!"

Then I heard thunder and rain. It was Pepa. "Clear skies.. Clear skies.."

I also noticed Julieta had an upset look.

I walked away from them then ran home. I laid down on my bed and sighed. I'll just forget this day ever happened. Then I felt my eyes close then the darkness surrounded me.

3rd person pov:

Julieta and Pepa couldn't sleep. They missed Y/N. They couldn't believe she rejected them. Sadly the plan failed.

While Julieta was staring at the ceiling she thought of an idea. She sat up and gasped. "I should tell Pepa!" She whispered.

She changed her clothes and went inside Pepa's room. She walked close to her bed and tapped her shoulder. "Pepa! Pepa!"

"What now, Julieta?" Pepa sat up and looked annoyed.

"I have a plan!"

Pepa groans. "Let's just give up, Julieta. She doesn't like us. What's the point anyway?" Pepa then laid down.

Julieta sighed and smirked. "Well then. Hope you'll enjoy seeing me and Y/N happy together for the rest of your life."

She then heard thunder. "What did you say?"

"Well?"

"Fine. What is it?"

Y/N's POV:

I then woke up but I felt something restricting my hands and feet from moving. Also I felt something cover my eyes and my mouth. Am I kidnapped?

I then started to struggle. "Sshh. Stop struggling mi vida. You'll only hurt yourself."

She took off the blindfold and the cloth that covered my mouth. "What the hell are you doing?"

"We are doing this for your own good."

You wanna guess who kidnapped me? If you guessed Pepa and Julieta Madrigal, you're correct.

What the hell is gonna happen to me?

♡

Every night the sisters would always make you be with one of them but on Sundays, they would share you. For the first 3 days, Julieta made you stay with her. For the next 3 days, Pepa made you stay with her.

Surprisingly, Alma and Bruno doesn't know this yet. If they did, the sisters would be punished, any of them didn't want that so they kept being secretive and kept making excuses.

Even though you despised them for kidnapping you, being with them was hell and fun at the same time.

Y/N's POV:

I woke up at Julieta's bed. I saw her cooking. I moved a bit to see what she was cooking. She was cooking Arepas con Queso. Oh, of course she knew what my favorite food was.

She placed the Arepas con Queso on the tray and walked towards me. "Do you wanna have breakfast in bed or not?" She asked me with a smile. Gosh, she looked so pretty.

I glared at her and took the tray. I then started to eat. She chuckled and sat beside me. I then stopped eating and looked her in the eye. "Why are you doing this?"

"Huh? Do what?"

"Kidnap me. What do you gain from this?"

She then paused then smiled, keeping her composure. "Because.. Because I love you. I couldn't bear the thought that you'd be with someone else."

"What about Pepa? Did you force her to do this with you?"

"Oh, no. Mi amor, She agreed to do this with me."

"So, she likes me too?"

"Didn't I mention that already in my-.. Our confession?"

"No, well, I don't think so. I didn't really listen much."

Julieta looked at me and held my hand.

I sighed. "You know what? Since I'll just stay here for the rest of my life, entertain me."

"I beg your pardon?"

"Entertain me. Don't keep me bored. Just talk to me or do whatever you want, just don't make me bored. Okay?"

She smirked. "Okay." Her eyes then widened. "The people!" She whispered.

"What?" I asked her.

"I have to cook! Well, uhm, do you want to talk while I cook or do you want to help me and talk at the same time?"

"The second one."

She nodded and stood up. I also stood up. She took the ingredients and placed it on the table.

"So.. Why do you like me?" I look at her while doing the instructions she placed on the table.

"I liked- No, I loved how curious you are. You were so interesting. You loved studying, either history, science or any other subjects or studying people's behavior. You were.. Words couldn't explain how spectacular you are!"

I noticed the passion in Julieta's eyes while talking about you. Which to me, was weird. How does a person have passion for how they love someone? I didn't understand it.

I wouldn't understand it even though I had a crush on Carmen, but there is a difference between liking someone and loving someone.

I sighed, I'll never understand love.

"Why don't you like me?" She asked.

"Do you know Carmen?"

"Carmen Grove?"

"Yeah. I had a crush on her. And when you and Pepa confessed to me, I haven't moved on yet. I still couldn't bear the fact Carmen is straight."

Julieta looks at me.

"If I met you or Pepa first, I would've liked you first."

She blushes. "Well, how can you say that?"

"You're my type. Calm, smart, good at cooking, caring, and did I mention pretty?"

"You- You think I'm pretty?"

"Who doesn't? Besides, the way you always care for your family more than yourself is so admirable. Having a conversation with you is really fun, if I didn't have so many things to do, I would talk to you all day. You would definitely be a good girlfriend."

"You think so?"

"Everyone in the world does."

She giggles. She then moved closer to me and leaned her head to my shoulder.

If only she didn't kidnap me, I would've kissed her right now.

♡

3rd person POV:

You were gonna be with Pepa today. You woke up on Pepa's bed to see her walking back and forth with some rain coming out of her cloud.

"Pepa?" You called her.

She flinched and looked at you. She smiled at you awkwardly and waved. "b-Buenos días, Y/N! Cómo estás? [Good morning, Y/N! How are you?] " She stutters. She's probably nervous.

"Buenos dias. Estoy bien. [Good morning. I'm Good.]" You answered. "Are you alright? You've been pacing and you're.. Dripping? Do you need a towel?"

"I- I'm alright. Mama's been stressing me out." She smiled.

"Pepa! Get down here!" Alma called.

She sighed and tried to stop the cloud from appearing. "I gotta go. Bye!" She ran outside of her room.

When she left you decided to explore her room. You stood up and walked around her room. You saw a small cabinet-like thing.

You opened it to see a lot of pictures of you and your personal items. You gasped and covered your mouth. You immediately closed it.

You sighed and carried on. Then you saw a book, it was titled "Mood board". Oh, you remembered this, you created a lot of these and also gave this to her.

Should you open it? But what about her privacy? Actually, screw her privacy. She literally kidnapped you, no need to act nice. You opened it and started reading.

Mood board,

I love Y/N. She was so nice to me, unlike mama. I hope she feels the same. I want her to be mine. I want her to be with me. I want her to stay with me. Is it selfish to think that? To be honest, I'm jealous of Julieta. She always gets Y/N's attention which annoys me soo much. I'll try to get her attention tomorrow.

I also noticed little doodles of me and her together which were actually cute. Then I heard the door open. I panicked and immediately closed the book.

I noticed thunder above her head and she looked mad. She groaned and sat down at the bed beside me.

I felt bad for her. I then put my hand on her back to reassure her. I wonder if there were waterproof clothes for her. She needs it. "Are you alright?"

"I hate mama! She's so annoying! she always complains about my gift, I can't do anything about it so what does she want me to do? I swear she literally wants me to smile all the time. She's invalidating my emotions!"

My eyes widened. Oh. Alma seems like a bad mother.

"Just ignore her. Don't force yourself to always be happy. Emotions are a part of the human body. Don't even try to bottle your feelings. ''There is some evidence that bottling up your emotions can lead to physical stress on the body. The stress caused to the body can lead to increased diabetes and heart disease risks. Other effects can be memory difficulties.” "

She looks at me with disbelief.

"I- I read it. In a book." I smile awkwardly.

She sighs and cuddles me. "Thank you for that information but I think I just need your warmth." She then moves towards me and hugs me.

Since I didn't know what to do I hugged her back.

♡

You couldn't bear staying in the Casita. Seeing Julieta's and Pepa's room for a month was so annoying. You couldn't stand seeing them. They should give you an oscar for acting so nice to them. You wanted to escape so badly.

The problem was Casa Madrigal or The Casita. It had a mind of its own. If you even took a step away from their rooms, you would be dead. How does a house even take sides? Then again the Encanto is full of miracles.

Thankfully, Carmen taught you all about escaping and endurance. But how do you escape a house full of people with magic powers? Maybe, blow out the candle? Hmm, the candle is magic, can it be blown out easily?

The only time you had time alone to yourself was when Pepa and Julieta were having Breakfast, Lunch, and dinner. You might be thinking, what about when they were helping people? They bring you with them. So, you'll wait for Lunch time since they'll finish Breakfast quickly.

You never knew time was so slow, but you need to be patient or they'll see through you.

Julieta was braiding your hair when Alma called her. "I gotta go. I want you to stay here, alright?" She warned you. You nodded, acting as if you didn't plan on escaping.

She went outside and closed the door. After a minute of waiting, you stood up and walked to her window. It was locked. It would be hard with the way it was designed but how could Julieta be so stupid to not even barricade the window?

Whatever, her being stupid is not your fault. After 10 minutes you finally unlocked it. You then heard footsteps. You panicked and immediately jumped down. Your knees hurt but you had to leave now. You never ran so fast even the cameraman couldn't catch up.

You obviously went to Carmen's house, if you went to your house they would instantly kidnap you again. You knocked and thankfully Carmen opened the door so fast. "Y/N? Why are you panting? Also where have you been? I missed you!"

"Can... Can I stay at your place? Please?"

She looked at you and agreed. You went inside and sat down at the table. You sighed in relief. Carmen sat down at the table and intertwined her fingers with yours. "Y/N?" She whispered to you. "We need to talk." She looked at you, worried.

"Okay, fine. But, I'll warn you that you might think I'm crazy."

timeskip

You two slept in Carmen's bed, much to her boyfriend's dismay. You never felt so calm but you were still scared of them, scared they might kidnap you. But they don't know where Carmen's house is, right?

Whatever, you need to relax.

Y/N's POV:

I woke up. I was expecting to see Carmen or her ceiling. The only thing I saw were clouds, but it looked familiar. I sat up to see the clouds in Pepa's room and saw them.

I gasped.

"We're very disappointed in you, mi amor." Julieta looked mad and I noticed Pepa had a thunder above her head.

"Looks like we were too nice to you. From now on, we'll be extra strict to you from now on." She smirked. Pepa pulled out a cloth and used it to cover my mouth. She kissed my cheek.

Julieta took out a cuff and cuffed my ankles to Pepa's bed. I panicked but I couldn't say anything thanks to the cloth. "Since you escaped from us, your punishment will be.. Hmm.. How about only drinking water for a week with no food." She smirked.

I was scared but helpless. I would rather die than stay with them. She stood up. Julieta and Pepa left me alone in the room, helpless.

What have I done to deserve this?

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cahmilo · 2 years

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dumping another request here, but this time with camilo and its also fluffy fluff fluff

Camilo x Fem!Reader where they're aged up (however you like it) and reader is babysitting dolores' "kid" until dolores walks in with her actual kid and and camilo kisses the reader on the lips and runs away shapeshifting into his original self LMAO

(you decide if its established relationship, or friends to lovers thing as long as its fluffy i'll take it LMAO)

Doppelganger ㅡ camilo m.

pairing: aged up camilo madrigal x female reader

genre: fluffy fluff fluff

word count: 3120

tags: mutual pining, shapeshifter camilo, babysitter reader, post-canon encanto

summary: camilo madrigal isn't exactly the confident and cocky boy everyone knew about. sure, he's had his boastful and proud moments but when it comes to his liking for a particular girl in town, well.... let's just say he tries. this time though, he devices a plan to hog her attention for a day.

a/n: MOCHIE all ur reqs are amazing i swear <33 also i hope u dont mind i changed some of the ending cause i saw fanart w similar plot as this so i decided to make it different lol

Knock Knock Knock

Camilo opened his eyes, disrupting himself from his dream as the knocking become louder. Sitting up, he rubbed his eyes with a yawn. In contrary to the 'sunshine boy' everyone sees him to be, he was unfortunately not a morning person. It would take a few more knocks to fully wake the shapeshifter of the Madrigals, and this was the fourth time.

Having little to no energy, he stood up and made his bed. There was no way he would be able to fall back asleep anytime soon, for the entire town is awake and chattering with their own respective chores. Camilo can faintly hear voices outside his room, probably from his family yelling for their chores every morning before breakfast.

Footsteps trudging, he leaves his bed all while constantly yawning. He needs the daily arepas to fully awaken the boy, which is the only reason why he looked forward to morning, specifically for breakfast.

Yawning once more, he contemplated going back to sleep. Yesterday's event of Mirabel's birthday had him completely knocked out, probably drank and danced too much for his liking.

His half-lidded eyes refused to stay up. Again, he desperately needed some substance or food to bring him out of dreamland, something that would energize him, something that would make him feel-

"Good Morning, Y/N!" Camilo heard his father's voice from the outside balcony, footsteps getting faster like she was running somewhere.

His eyes immediately shot up as soon as he heard your name.

Turns out, it was enough to fully wake him.

Figuring that you were in the Casita early in the morning, Camilo then dashed all the way to the house's shared restroom, freshening himself up and making himself look presentable.

Oh shoot, I forgot the curling gel in my room! He muttered a curse as he looked at his reflection in the mirror, his hair was a frizzy mess and he needed to get that fixed ASAP. Immediately he rushed out to run to his room, but unluckily for him, he almost bumped into you who was not watching where you were going.

With a yelp, he halted from his tracks sighing as he didn't get to crash into you. Looking up, he froze at the close proximity. You were literally right there in front of him, giggling at his panicked state.

"Bad hair day?" You asked, holding back a laugh. Camilo silently cursed himself before regaining his composure as he stood up and playfully rolled his eyes at you. "Tell me about it." He scoffed.

You ruffled his hair, further making it worse while he swats your hands away and whines. "Stop! I was on my way to fix it!" You let out a hearty laugh and unknowingly making Camilo's heart do constant backflips from your voice.

"If you want I can help you style your hai-" "Oh I know that mischievous grin, hermosa. You're definitely doing anything but styling it." Camilo interrupted you, raising his eyebrows. Yep, he sees through you. You can only give out a sigh and slumped your shoulders while pouting and he pinches your cheeks.

"Okay, not that I don't mind but you're not usually here early in the morning" Camilo trailed off, leaning on the balcony rails while looking at you.

You mimicked his actions, leaning on the rails while facing down to the ground floor, motioning to the family downstairs preparing for breakfast. "Senor Felix called me, he wants me to babysit Manuel this afternoon cause Dolores and the rest of the family are busy."

Oh. Camilo thought. Not, surprised, you were the town's second babysitter after Camilo. In times where he is extra busy, you were the one that took over. It was also probably what made you and Camilo closer. Oftentimes you would babysit children together and you both enjoyed it.

"I feel betrayed that she didn't ask me to babysit my nephew." Camilo dramatically exclaimed, putting a palm in his chest to further prove his nonexistent point. This only made you laugh at him again.

"Maybe I'm just better." You smirked. "I'm like that calm wife that tries to keep their baby away from trouble"

"Oh, dropping the 'wife' word are we? Does that mean I would be the husband?" Camilo flirts, leaning more towards you who had a dead-panned look.

Two can play at this game. You grinned. Playing along with his antics, you leaned closer as well, putting your hand on top of his which was resting on the balcony handles. "Well..." You whispered in a low voice. Camilo's breath hitched, not fully expecting you to flirt back.

"- in your dreams, Madrigal" You exclaimed playfully, pulling away and booping his nose. Camilo scrunched his face and then pouted. "You're mean-"

"Breakfast in 10 minutes!" Abuela Alma's voice echoed through the house, abruptly interrupting you and Camilo's moment.

"Well, you have 10 minutes to fix your hair, hermoso" You snapped back to reality, ruffling his hair to mess it up again making Camilo groan. You turned your heel as you turned away, strutting to leave before he calls you back.

"Not even a goodbye kiss for your husband?" You froze. So much for the flirting earlier...

Turning back, you rolled your eyes and walked back closer to him and seeing his smug smile. Thinking hastily, you aimed to fluster him as you cup his cheeks and planted a kiss on the corner of his mouth, barely leaving enough space closer to his soft lips. Pulling away, you laughed out loud seeing his gaping face, oh you definitely flustered him. He was frozen like a statue. You pat his cheeks twice and snapped him back to reality.

"8 minutes, Camilo." You turned around and left confidently, even flipping your hair as you walked out. Camilo however, lagged for a good minute before he ran back to his room while screaming internally.

—

"Hello? Earth to Camilo!" A waving hand snapped the boy from his thoughts, jolting up and slightly shaking his head. Quickly realizing that he spaced out, he looked around only to find the entire family in the dining table staring at him weirdly while Mirabel was snapping her fingers in front of his face.

"Are you okay, hijo?" Pepa asked worriedly, putting a hand on her son's head, patting it slightly with pursed lips. Camilo reassured her, "I'm fine, mami. I was just thinking"

"What were you thinking of?" "Uhh"

"It's not a what" Dolores suddenly squeaked. "It's a who, that he was thinking about."

"NO!" Camilo exclaimed, hastily shaking his open palms to the rest of the family. "It was nothing, really"

"Was it Y/N?"

"MIRABEL!" Camilo yelled even louder. Sighing in defeat, he bumped his head down to the table, making Mirabel let out a fit of laughter after exposing him. "I knew it!"

Camilo grabbed the hems of the openings of his ruana, bringing it up to his face to cover his blushing cheeks. That didn't stop his family from teasing, though. Even early in the morning, the Madrigal were always giddy and loud.

"Okay, okay that's enough!" Pepa said in between cackles after seeing her son sinking into the chair, almost out of sight from the dining table. "But speaking of Y/N, why don't you let Camilo tell her, amor?" Camilo looked up to see his mom motioning to his dad. "Let me tell what?"

"Oh" Felix let out a cough, fixing his posture. "Change of plans, Y/N isn't babysitting Manuel cause Dolores left him with Mariano for the day. You should drop by and tell her instead. Maybe even make a move." He whispered the last part, only Camilo and Pepa heard it.

Like a meerkat, Camilo popped up from the chair, sitting straight and fixing his ruana before putting out a shy smile. "Okay, papa. I'll tell her" He lied.

Little did they all know, that he too, had a change of plans.

Camilo smirked and continued his meal, while having his palm resting on his cheek nearer to the side of the lips were you just kissed. Sighing in relief that his family no longer had their attention on him, he daydreamed again, thinking of you.

—

"Dolores?" Your voice echoed through the walls of Casita as you opened the door, letting yourself in. Upon stepping into the entrance, Casita happily welcomed you by shaking its tiles, making you let out a laugh as you patted the walls. Figuring that the girl with enhanced hearing didn't even hear you, you figured that she was just in her magical soundproof room.

So, you just let yourself in to the empty house. You were practically family at this point, Casita even trusted you enough.

Humming a soft song, you opened Dolores' door, only to find it calm and tranquil. She wasn't there either, maybe she already left. You thought to yourself, walking towards the nursery to find Manuel. Putting slight knocks at the door startled the one inside, when you softly opened the door, you saw a small figure lying in the crib.

"Hola, nuelito!" You hummed softly, approaching the 1-year old boy. He was awake, and rolling around the crib. How odd, you thought. You expected the little boy to be still and calm, like her mother.

"Extra happy today, are we?" Digging your hands to the crib, you lifted the small boy, a tiny laugh emitting from its tiny mouth while you giggled at his cuteness. Another odd thing you noticed?

The boy ran straight to your arms and buried himself in your embrace.

If there was one thing you knew about little Manuel, was that he is an exact carbon copy of her mother. Like Dolores, he was calm and quiet. Not too touchy, not too clingy, and not even too giddy. All the more reason you wondered why he was so different today, and it clicked you.

"Look at you, spending too much time with your mama's hermano" You lightly booped the child's nose. "You're starting to be as loud and clingy as your Tio Milo."

You ruffled the boy's hair as you set him down to Mirabel's bed. Watching over as to not make him fall off, you carefully sifted through the drawers at Manuel's side of the room, making a bottle of powdered milk formula for him to drink. Glancing occasionally at the little boy, you observed his mannerisms. You thought that he spent too much time with Camilo to the point where they somehow act alike. Manuel would sway side to side, sneeze at random times, and laugh every now and then. You found it adorable and immediately imagined what Camilo would look like spending time with his nephew, probably spoiling him a lot. Your heart fluttered, falling for the guy more.

As you finished the baby bottle, you shook it before giving it to him. His tiny hands gripped your fingers and your heart melted at how cute the boy was. His eyes similar to Dolores' and his hair like Mariano's, oh Manuel got the good genes.

You crawled on to Mirabel's bed and fiddled with the story books she made, reading one out loud out of boredom while Manuel finishes drinking. He eventually crawled next to you, looking at the colorful pictures that Mirabel drew. Your smile couldn't leave your face, he was the cutest kid you've ever seen.

After a long day of watching over Manuel, it soon hit afternoon, almost dark. Cradling the boy in your arms, you hummed a song to make him sleep, but it wasn't working. Manuel kept crawling all and around, eventually yelling and blabbering random words as he kept throwing himself to you. It lowkey took you by surprise, since you thought the boy was not used to physical contact but you thought otherwise. Oftentimes, he would kiss you. In the forehead, cheeks, nose. Sometimes you thought that Manuel probably mistook you for his mother, but it was unlikely, Dolores and you looked too different.

After carrying the boy in your arms and swaying side-to-side, he eventually dozed off to sleep. You sighed in happiness, finally you can get a break. Putting him in the crib and wrapping the blanket around him to keep the child still, you wiped a bead of sweat from your forehead as you slowly opened the door and went down to the kitchen. Dolores was about to come back any time soon, so you waited while munching on an arepa.

You heard the door click and Casita's tiles shaking loudly. Finally.

"Hola, Dol" You greeted her. If the afternoon wasn't odd enough, she was acting weird too. Having seen her purse her lips so hard as if she's hiding a laugh, you found it questionable but then shrugged it off. She greeted you back, grabbing a snack like you did.

"Okay, was it just me or did Manuel suddenly get weirdly clingy?" You asked, wiping your cheek still filled with sweat mixed with saliva from the sleeping kid. "I thought you raised him that he doesn't trust strangers that easily. Or did he just magically warm up to me?"

"Huh?" Dolores asked. "I don't understand."

"Manuel? Your quiet kid that oddly kept clinging onto me? I took care of him since lunch like your papi asked me to"

"Y/N," Dolores squeaked with a hint of laughter evident from her shaking shoulders.

"What?"

"Manuel was with Mariano the entire afternoon." Dolores blurted out, still holding back a laugh. You raised your eyebrow, pointing upstairs.

"But he was just upstairs? And he was sleeping-" You paused.

You quickly pieced everything together. Dolores giggling, 'Manuel' being too touchy to your liking, the fact that the real Manuel was in fact with Mariano the whole time, the fact that there was a doppelganger, and most especially the fact that there is a certain Madrigal kid that can shapeshift perfectly,

"Oh god I just babysat Camilo"

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Quickly, you ran upstairs to the nursery after hearing enough teasing from Dolores who heard everything the entire time. Footsteps getting heavier, you slammed the door open, only to reveal that the crib was now empty.

"Camilo Madrigal" You muttered under your breath.

Changing paths, you stormed off to his room, not even bothering to knock. Kicking it open, you were welcomed by a large dome of a yellow blanket. Walking towards it and lifting it off, you found the panicked shapeshifting Madrigal, hastily waving his arms and covering his face.

"I'M SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN IT- AAAA" Camilo kept screaming as you chased him around the Casita. He knew it was one of the biggest pranks he's ever done, and you being the most gullible out of all his victims, he was both proud and terrified.

Running after him around the hallways, you screamed too. "COME BACK HERE YOU B-" You got cut off-

-by Casita who's had enough. Lifting the entire floorboard into wave-like figures, Casita dragged you and Camilo back to his room and slammed the door close. Being in close proximity to him, you gripped on the collar of his top and glared at him in the eyes while he widened his, profusely sweating in his entire face.

"What kind of sick joke are you playing, Madrigal?" You leaned in closer, squinting your eyes while you observed him being both scared and flustered. You were having fun teasing him at this point, you were just putting an act.

"I- I- It was a joke!" He rambled, shaking eyes not leaving yours. "And, Dolores had nothing to do with it! I was supposed to tell you but I forgot!"

"Did you really?" You tested him. Letting go of your grip on him, he finally took the chance to look at everything else but you.

The silence and lack of answer was enough for you to figure everything out. You knew that him being extra clingy wasn't a friendly gesture, and hell, going as far as to shapeshift into his nephew just to hog all your attention? You knew his pranking tendencies for fun, but this wasn't it. He wanted to see something else for this one.

"You know..." You spoke once more, cutting off the tense atmosphere between you two. "If you wanted to spend an afternoon with me that badly, you could have just asked."

Camilo finally looked at you, his gaze no longer terrified but nervous. He was blinking repeatedly, thinking of what else to say.

"I- I couldn't"

"Aw, come on. You knew me for how many years yet you couldn't even get the nerves to ask me out?"

"Shut up" Camilo grumbled, gripping the edges of his ruana and fiddled with the material. You took notice, and decided to grab his hands and interlace it with yours, taking him by surprise.

"Just say, 'Y/N, the most perfect flower in this entire Encanto-"

"Yeah nice try plagiarizing Mariano's words" Camilo laughed, slightly flattered that your joke eased the tension for a bit. He was lucky, you knew him that well to help him become more comfortable and he loved that.

"Okay fine, say 'Y/N, I wanna spend an afternoon with you, as me, Camilo Madrigal"

"Too formal-" "Stop being too choosy! Do it yourself then, show me what you got"

"Okay" Camilo took a deep and long breath. And like his personality took a 180 degree turn, he suddenly looked flirty and cocky. The sudden switch in his behavior made you more attracted to him for some reason.

"Y/N, you were right, I should have asked when I want to spend an afternoon with you, so let me ask again properly"

"Go on,"

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you" Camilo blurted out, eyes staring intensely at yours. Your jaw dropped.

"Nah you're bluffing" You joked, trying out something risky but all the while worth it.

Camilo snickered. "Stop ruining the moment I swear to God-"

You suddenly cut him off by crashing your lips to his.

Lowkey, you smiled through the kiss when you felt his lips move against yours. Your plan on catching him by surprise definitely worked. Camilo kissed you back, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulled you even closer, nearly bumping his torso to yours. You, in return tangled your hands in his curls, lightly raking them after hearing him groan through your lips. You smirked as you deepened the kiss, feeling the heat in your cheeks get even more intense the longer Camilo remains in your grasp.

Pulling away only due to the lack of breath, both of you gaze at each other and for the first time in ever, not a hint of mischief was in either of your eyes.

"Sorry, what did you say about me ruining the moment?" You asked innocently, battling your eyelashes as he scoffs.

"Oh, shut up" He mumbled, leaning in once more for a quick peck on your lips. You laughed, grabbing a handful of his hair to pull and kiss him once more.

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naoko-world · 2 years

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Today is my birthday! I turned 32 years old.... I'm getting old (but closer to Bruno's age and that I'm glad)

And for the occasion, for my birthday this July 3rd... I wrote a bit of something!

Well... It was supposed to be a bit of something, a drabble then, but it ended up a ficlet lol. Hope you'll like it!

Here is the Ao3 link!

No warning, fluff, a little bit of angst at the start, no use of Y/n

1140 words

A very Madrigal Birthday

synopsis: It is your birthday today. Time to celebrate with your boyfriend and his family!

You yawned while looking at your ex's letter you just received in the morning by a carrier pigeon. It's been eight months since you heard from him, since you broke up with him, but he still decided to send you a letter to wish you a happy birthday.

First you thought it was nice of him, but you quickly noticed details making you realise he was actually trying to convince you to come back to him. Which you won’t do because you're now in love and happy with another man, the town's seer Bruno Madrigal.

Talking about Bruno, you actually slept with him that night and just woke up to discover you were alone. At least that letter was filling the loneliness you were now feeling, but you'd really rather be cuddling with your boyfriend instead. Which you were used to doing together, Bruno always staying beside you until you were awake, even when someone was asking him for a vision. Him being absent was rather unusual then, worrying you while you could also notice how quiet Casita was that morning.

Once you finished reading the letter, worried, you decided to get up, put something on and go see what was happening in La casa Madrigal you weren’t aware of. In the meantime, you tried to reassure yourself: at best they left early for some business and simply let you sleep. Then you realised that, at worst, something happened to them, and you readied yourself to fight any foe who could have taken your lover and his family.

When you got out of Bruno's room you started to perceive low voices but couldn't make out what they were saying. In an attempt to do so, you slowly got down the stairs to finally hear a worrying phrase:

"Quiet! She's coming!"

It was Mirabel's voice. You hurried down to see her run toward the kitchen, where you followed her, ready to ask for an explanation.

You barely arrived in it when you saw the entire family there throwing confetti and yelling:

"¡Feliz cumpleaños!"

Taken by surprise, you froze in your tracks, not expecting that kind of outcome. You were so shocked you barely noticed some of them throwing a box of maizena at you, closely followed by eggs. Then, a smiling Bruno got closer to you with a big box, singing a loving:

"Feliz cumpleaños Amor, cumpleaños feliz, te deseamos a ti."

You looked at him with a dumbfounded look before your brain made you finally realise what was happening: The Madrigals threw you a surprise party to celebrate your birthday, and your boyfriend was gifting you something for the occasion. Touched, you smiled and took the present from his hands, while the Madrigals were singing:

"¡Cumpleaños feliz, te deseamos a tí, feliz cumpleaños, feliz cumpleaños a tí! ¡Que los cumpla feliz, que los vuelva a cumplir, que los siga cumpliendo, hasta el año tres mil!"

After wishing you a long life, the Madrigals came to you with many other presents they held towards you with big smiles, gifting you one per Madrigal, making it twelve you had to put away in a corner of the kitchen since it soon became too heavy to carry at once.

When they all finished to give you something, you happily thanked them before kissing your boyfriend, who repeated:

“¡Cumpleaños feliz amor!”

“I’m so happy! I didn’t see you when I woke up and thought you left me!” you finally confessed.

“What? Me? Never!” he reassured you, surprised by your worries. “I love you way too much to ever leave you.”

You smiled at him, thinking how much you loved him, before you were grabbed by the arms by Mirabel and Camilo, who led you further into the kitchen. Only then you noticed the balloons everywhere in the room, the torta negra on the table and the piñata not far from it. It really felt like a special day and it made you incredibly happy!

The teens sit you in front of the cake, before taking their places at each side of you, soon followed by the rest of the family. Since there wasn’t any empty spot besides you, Bruno had to sit a bit further with a disappointed look. You felt the same, but didn’t say anything since you were too happy to celebrate your birthday with his family. However, you profited in that he was in charge of lighting the candles on the cake, that he was leaning toward you then, to kiss him, making him blush and his family laugh. Some teasing ensued too, which you both expected and were used to since you got together.

You finally blew the candles, which got followed by applause, before Julieta started to serve the shares. At the same time, Pepa joked:

"It was made by Bruno so if you're injured it won't heal you."

"Bruno made it?" you exclaimed with surprise, making him look down on his plate with shyness.

"Sí!" confirmed Agustín "It's your first birthday since you two became a couple, he wanted to do something special for you."

While he was still blushing, you smiled once again in front of that lovely gesture from your boyfriend. Then, curious about how well he was able to cook, you tasted it, imitated by the Madrigals. Maybe he managed to be as good as Julieta?

Well, he wasn’t as good as Julieta. However...

“It’s delicious!”

“Really?” he exclaimed, turning to you with happiness.

“Really, the cake is really good! You did well, Amor!”

He grinned from ear to ear, visibly glad you were thinking so, before resuming his eating. Which you did too, talking with him, Camilo, and Mirabel about his skills in cooking. It seems like he used to cook for Julieta when she was too exhausted to do so. Of course, then the meals wouldn’t have any healing properties but it was useful for his sister’s own health.

Soon after the cake was finished, Isabela and Dolores blindfolded you, then gave you a stick to start the piñata game. Under the Madrigal’s instructions you began to hit it with the stick, missing a few times under the family’s laughs, but ending up releasing the confettis and candies in it. At that moment, the family cheered and Antonio exclaimed:

“Candies!!!”

Then, Bruno removed your blindfold with clumsy hands, making you smile when your eyes met his.

“Hello there!” you joked.

Finally, you both kissed and the party continued for a long time during the morning, to stop at lunch, and to resume in the evening. It continued until late at night, where you lovingly tugged yourself in Bruno’s arms, lying in bed with him.

That day confirmed how you were right to have chosen to be with him. You were indeed happy! You reminded yourself to throw your ex’s letter in the trash.

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princess-of-thebes-1995 · 9 months

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Confused Heart

Older (Nineteen years old) and Dark Camilo Madrigal x Female Reader x Younger (30 years old) Bruno Madrigal

Prologue: My Dear Sweet Uncle.

Before you entered life, the extraordinarily gifted Camilo Madrigal was only twelve years of age.

He had NEVER been in love.

Nor did Camilo have a small and simple crush on a girl.

He thought all girls had cooties and were too ugly to be loved by anyone. Camilo did not understand why people married.

Thus, Camilo Madrigal only played and was friends with boys.

No doubt, Camilo loved all his female family members.

He respected them and loved them back. Camilo was just not interested in Romance.

Not to mention, Camilo was now very close to his estranged uncle, The Bruno Madrigal.

Thanks to cousin Maribel, he was accepted back into the family. Both nephew and uncle spent moments together.

They loved each other and would do anything for one another.

But, that all changed Camilo's life with one family dinner. He never assumed or was prepared for the fact that a woman would come between them.

Camilo remembered clearly that the family was acting rather strange.

Everything was… fancy.

The dishes were not ordinary. Quality food served during holidays and parties. Not that Camilo was complaining.

Was this a special occasion?

The table cloth, china and even napkins were beautified.

"Is there a guest coming?" Camilo whispered to his older sister, Dolores as he sat down on his chair seat in the dining hall.

Dolores Madrigal nodded. Camilo noticed his sister dolled up too. And the rest of his family.

Must be one important guest to make such preparations to impress.

Maybe his father's boss or the mayor was coming over for dinner.

There was a knock on the door and everyone stilled for a second. Pepa quickly checked her hair in the mirror. "She's here!" Pepa harshly whispered.

Camilo blinked in surprise. "She?"

Maribel grinned and nodded as she opened the door.

"Holy Crap." Camilo muttered in disbelief and awe.

The tween stared at the lovely specimen that entered his magical home.

She had fat red lips. Plump they were. An elegant swan neck. Demure shoulders and a lithe ballerina body with long legs and small feet.

She was literally a human sized doll.

Camilo felt something he never experienced.

His male organ felt wet and began to non stop drip like a waterfall.

It then twitched and ached in a pain with longing he did not understand.

What was happening to him?

Camilo couldn't explain this.

That young lady must not be an ordinary human. She must have had powers too like the family. It must have explained why she put Camilo under this spell.

All of his family walked over and politely greeted the guest.

Grandma looked over her shoulder and ushered Camilo to come.

Before the said boy was to obey, Uncle Bruno rushed down the stairs.

He stood in front of the young lady then kissed her square on the forehead!

Camilo was surprised.

"Mi Amor." Uncle Bruno pulled the woman into his arms then hugged her tight.

Camilo felt something new again. But it was towards his uncle Bruno this time. And it was something dark and unholy.

Envy… and hate.

Dear Readers, tomorrow is Labor Day! No school. So, I can stay late and study a bit then wake up late.

I made this prologue. I am excited for this story. I love the fan arts of an older Camilo and Bruno. They are so handsome. Multiple lovers are better than one. Right? Anyway, please comment and give notes so other females can read it. I love fame.

#disney encanto #encanto #bruno madrigal x reader #bruno madrigal #camilo madrigal #camilo madrigal x reader #disney

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angelfoodcake222 · 1 year

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Title: Soft!Villain!Bruno x Outsider!Female!reader (Pt. 1/?)

TW [Trigger Warning]: Abuse, slander/villainizing, arranged marriage (not to Bruno), running away, NSFW/NSFS/mature content with just a touch of fluff. Translations at the end. Enjoy

[I know that's Camillo but just roll with it for the story's sake]

You were the woman of Encanto's peaks. The outsider. Of course, the fellow outcast you were playfully fighting with over your mountain-based home's floor, equally tipsy after a few too many glasses of something strong from a dark bottle pinched from Julieta's stash, didn't care in the slightest about such titles.

Such designations were always useless & grew generic over time. The play fighting had started over you two mocking each other's physical integrity in a wrestling match & soon, kittenish slap fighting at your two-person table moved to the floor with rolls & noogies. How had you two ended up here, horsing around in your house, far from the footing of its base that you left in favor of somewhere in your teens, without a care in all of La Encanto? Let's turn back the clock a bit.

You had lived in these mountains since the night your own parents voiced their abhorrent thoughts about you & how they only kept you because of their lack of fertility compacted with the small population of the freshly settled Encanto weighing on their choices. You had been born nearly two years after the Madrigal Triplets, thus you often snuck off from your strict parents to hide in Casita Madrigal with the only near-aged children you knew whenever things were getting to be too much for even you.

It [Casita] always welcomed you with a waving window shutter, tiles tumbling rhythmically, general nice greetings you comprehended to mean love. You learned to cook alongside Julieta, soothe &/or outlast Pepa's rapidly shifting mood-driven climates, but most of all, you learned more about the family's black sheep; Bruno Madrigal. The soul son of Pedro & Alma Madrigal. You learned his habits, interests, likes, dislikes, the names of his little furry friends, but most importantly, you learned more about his gift. Julieta has healing abilities, Pepa has weather abilities, & Bruno has the gift of prophecy; though he referred to it as a curse when out of Alma's earshot.

Yes, he could foresee events before they happen (mostly dreadful ones), but this came at a cost like the other gifts. Debilitating headaches/migraines/cluster migraines, energy plunges, singed fingers from starting the little fire that sat between him & the most likely ill-mannered recipient of his vision(s), chronic nose bleeds. All were bad enough as is, but the people & his own family began villainizing & slandering him even though he was only doing as he was told by his Mámá. This upset you a fair deal, but Bruno assured you he was fine. The placement of his room said otherwise. It was between his sisters' rooms, but it had moved, or rather, shaped itself into a tower.

By the time both of you had reached your late teens, your parents tried to marry you off to one of Bruno's main bullies that had picked on you for sympathizing with the head family's outcast of a son. Obviously, you objected strongly which was met with scathing responses from both of your parents about how ungrateful you were. You snapped back with your long-suppressed thoughts on them & the village you had grown to loathe in your considerably short lifetime at that time. You defended your dearest friend, stating that he was most likely given such a gift to aid the people in preparing for oncoming tragedies in their lives or to brace for it so they'd never have to suffer again as they did not too long ago, at least; a priceless gift when wielded & responded to correctly. Venomous words shot from your mouth until something stopped you midsentence.

At first, you only heard the slap & noticed your eyes' focus had moved from your enraged parent to the wall beside you, the stinging came soon after. When you slowly looked back to your still-scolding parent who was ignoring the equally stunned parent behind them, all you could hear is ringing in your ear. Without eating, you were sent to your room where you found your things already packed up. That is, if they weren't thrown away first, should they not fit with your parent's ideas of "fitting" or "perfect". You sat on your bare bed, spotting the large, handmade, leather overnight bag you had assembled hanging over one of your rocking chair's arms negligently, your ruana you made to be the same as Bruno's but in your favorite colors draped over the other soaking up the last bit of daylight as the sun set rapidly, & the few casual one-piece dresses that had been tossed onto the floor alongside your second pair of casual sandals.

A pristine, white, multi-piece dress hung pridefully on a hook nailed to your door with a veil & brand new wedding sandals hanging on the wall-bound rack beside it. It made you want to burn that house to the ground but then you'd hurt innocent people in a fling of rage when your anger bolted for those guilty of causing it.

"Suficiente es suficiente." you mutter to yourself with clenched fists.

Without raising your parents' suspicions from downstairs, you stood from your miserable cot, packed the leather bag with the discarded dresses & sandals, a brush some ties for your hair, your thick journal you had hidden in the floorboards with many pencils before cloaking yourself in the hooded ruana & snaking your way out of your room's window, silently making your way through the balmy night to Casita.

More specifically, you walked to the side of Bruno's recently formed tower. Its bricks move & shift to your aid as you scaled the side like a scene out of a fairytale. Once you reached one of his opened windows, you see Bruno curled up in his bed with his small companions resting on the pillow beside him. Casita welcomed you into the young man's room with fluttering shutters, as it had done countless times on nights like these, knowing the pain you were feeling better than anyone. You give the pane a doting pat before sliding your feet to the floor.

Your favorite times were when it shifted the stairs up to his room to be a sort of reversed slide that brought you up to & down from his slowly rising room that's been developing gradually over time. The two of you would spend hours going up & down, your coupled laughs echoing in the space around you. You know no one will be able to hear you in his room unless they were there with you or had a superhuman hearing, so you walk normally to his bedside with his back turned to you.

"Psst! Bruno? Are you awake?" You gently give his shoulder a poke. He stirs & rolls over to groggily question why you were in his room so late in the night, rubbing his olive greens to adjust to the moon's soft light filtering into his room through the open window. Once you give an abridged gist of what happened & he sees the darkening handprint on your face, he wakes up fully. If you hadn't managed to calm him down, who knows what he'd done?

When he does start talking angrily, you press your fingertips to his lips softly, silently asking your beloved childhood friend to calm himself before he drives himself into one of his frazzled frenzies. You almost hadn't noticed the peach fuzz there, lining his edges in an almost target-like pattern, that fuzz you had idly fidgeted with when the two of you shared a book he was holding when it had just started growing almost a year ago.

"I came to say that you're the only person in all of Encanto that I can trust. That means you are the only one to who I can say this with all of my confidence; I am going to the mountains & I might not be returning until this agujero del infierno gets any better, maybe less cruel. You may visit me if you wish. I'll set up a hidden path you can use to come & go as you please but you have to be careful so nobody follows you."

You pause to allow your words to soak into his memory a bit better. His face showed many emotions. Too many to be read in the moment. You weren't sure if he was about to talk again, but you were sure of his questions.

Can I come with you? The community may not like him, but you know he'd be miserable without his sisters with him. True, Pepa has been showing some aggression towards him since they were children, but Julieta still loves him dearly. That, & his Mámá would find a seamless way to convince the whole of Encanto to search from the peeks of its encircling mountains to the bottoms of the rivers for the black sheep of the Madrigal triplets, no excuses. That could lead to not only him being punished somehow, but you meeting the non-consented marital trial you were trying to avoid.

Will you be okay on your own? Yes, you had been learning how to survive in the mountains from years of running off for a night or two at times when your parents basically turned the village upside down looking for you, including La Casita Madrigal. Señora Alma was not happy about the sudden searches, not at all. Thankfully for you, Julieta convinced her to let you come back whenever she was baking as the company kept her sane in the more pressured times. Plus, more food meant more healing & less waiting.

Will you visit? Not in the conventional sense. You'd most likely find a tucan that lives in the peaks & ask them to bring him letters you'd probably have to tear from your journal pages for easy carrying. Returning to the place you viewed as a large, enchanted form of imprisonment is a definite no-go. Not anytime soon, at least.

You softly smile at the soul person who treated you as an equal, planting a soft kiss on his warm, peach-fuzz-blanketed cheek & backed up with a meek gesture, sliding from the window to the ground with Casita's (mostly) soundless help. Waving tepidly to the young man who held your heart then & now, you vanish into the mountains to start a life all your own with an inadvertently theatric flair of your ruana's long, laced fabrics.

The trek about the mountains was filled with turmoil, self-degradation, & a deep wish to have a home... With Bruno Madrigal. Yes, he was & is your bestest friend in the world & your only true confidante, but there was something deeper there that you had just been waxing over since you first met him upon his Mamá's insistent attempts for you, the lone undating girl in your family, to have your future read.

You were told your future would be read, not asked. That was one of the many things that drew you two so close together & the fuel to that spark quickly emerging from its nook. If you remember correctly, he foretold you would be separated from your family for your own good, which you prayed for from then to now. So lost in your thoughts of living with that olive-eyed darling, you didn't notice the scenery shifting around you. Much to your astonishment, the mountains act like Casita but with a more nature-like aesthetic. It even spawned you a sort of hut that grew & matured with you over time; from a hut to a small house. A place where you'd be safe no matter what. Your querencia.

Years passed, rendering you into a lovely woman in your mid/late twenties with your Querido Bruno not too far from your age. The search for you was expansive, but the mountains refused to let the party exceed a few paces past its base which effectively trapped anyone explicitly seeking you out. Well, those who sought to entrap you, to ensnare you in their web of demands. Only one man was exempt from such barriers.

Bruno Madrigal; your macizo, your bombón, your amado, adorador amante~. Your recollections tapped out once you found yourself pinned to the floor by said ameante via your palms. Not roughly, just strong enough to get your attention. Bruno & you were giggling up a fit until he can mostly gather himself enough to speak.

"Diosa, Y/N! Usually, you're the winner of these things. What's in that mente deslumbrante of yours tonight?" You chuckle, blushing at the closing proximity, turning your head to the side.

"It's nothing, Bruno. Just a trip down memory lane is all."

"Oh~? Pray tell, what lane did you go down this time?" He rests most of his lower body's weight over your lower self, an act both of you have done many times before, now was no exception, while sipping on the last of his nightcap he had plucked from the table after pining you down. You hesitate shortly, eventually asking if he remembered the first time the two of you had ever met in your youths. He blinks at you, those lush olive oases you have only fallen deeper into since day one not batting or moving from yours for a second until he spoke.

"How could I forget?" He set his drink to the side, slowly rested his upper body's weight on his hands' heels pressing into the floor on either side of you, leaning back to let you turn your head to him after you got the last few chuckles out of your system, then began giving his account of that day. It was somewhere between morning & noon when your parents brought you to have your fortune told. You looked so beautiful, & yet so internally overwrought: A formal maxi dress colored in (your) personally unfavored hues with boring details & trimmings, your hair stylized to fit the occasion, less-than-comfortable shoes despite his Mámá's warnings of the many steps leading to his vision cave though there weren't so many back then. That's not to say there weren't a decent few to climb. The stairs never bothered you, nor the heights, you focused on what awaited you at their end.

You had to go in alone for the reading to be performed as 'perfectly' as possible. 'Perfect', Bruno hated that word more than you did. Something he heard so much that the word & all its implications held nothing for him now. When you arrived at his cave's stone door, it rolling aside for your huffing self, he couldn't take his eyes off of you for a moment. The chastely authentic politeness you expressed to him, a 'being of bad visions, prophecies & sealed fates' as the whole of the Encanto put it, made him so happy to have you there yet grieved over the reading as it would undoubtedly yield a bad vision. You assured him that, since it wasn't your idea in the first place, you wouldn't be mad or upset, you wouldn't even so much as cast a vorpal glare on him. With that & your soft encouragement, the reading began.

In the spirals of green-lit sand, you saw yourself climbing the peaks surrounding the Encanto in a long, hooded ruana like his but in your style & favored hues, its soft-laced ends whipping in the wind as your hood flipped back to show you as a young woman. That was all good & strong imagery, but your eyes were the crowning jewel of the vision; mountainous, Casita-like background be damned. Your elder double's [E/C] eyes were highlighted by [F/C] halos, completely tearing through the ill-illuminated sands as she reached out to who you both thought was yourself at that time.

The sands fell all around & over you, distracting you from Bruno plucking a pane of emerald-like glass from its levitating position that neared him, using it as a shield against the plummeting grains. Being his first decent (not bad/horrible/disastrous) vision, Brunito was stunned, to say the least, your sporadic hug of thanks stunned him further but he found it in himself not to cower back or shove you off. Habits that swiftly formed for obvious reasons.

After you went back to your parents, he stashed the vision & followed in your shadow, keeping hidden from everyone with a bit of Casita's help as you slow to a full stop ahead of the table where your parents & Senora Madrigal sat waiting for you, cups of respective drinks before them. When asked about your experience, he tensed in preparation of the usual slander but true to your initial nature, you smile.

"I'll be living a healthy, happy life with my beloved." Your cheery smile & dancing steps made the three adults sigh in relief. The rest of your youth was spent adhering to your parents' wishes & doing as you were told until the night you left for the mountain, just as Brunito predicted. He hated seeing your beautiful visage singed by the scathing words of those around you, so much to the point where he was willing to commit to the vision himself, family name be condemned.

Bruno had stuck to the background, ever as pleased as the first time when you'd stop to speak with him. He still has that vision safely stashed away in his room somewhere. He finishes the tale off by noting how much he despised your parents & his confusion about how someone as sweet as you came from a couple of sour Tiranos like them. You smirk, asking him how someone as [adorably] imperfect & scruffy came from someone like Señorita Eterna Perfeccionista, earning a stalemate of chortles. The giggles stop once Bruno stands & hoists you to your bare feet.

"Come, My Lady, let's take another stroll before we end our night together." You obliged merrily, slipping ahead while pulling him through the now-opened door of your home. The walk was lovely; a crescent moon, stars as far as the eye can see, nothing can be heard but the natural lullaby of the local fauna surrounding you both. On one steep incline in front of your front door, one you had adapted to quickly, you turned around to extend your open hand to assist Bruno past that spot. However, he froze there, staring at you in awe. You blink, nervously laughing at his bizarre shift in behavior until you simultaneously connected the dots. He spoke, whispered:

"La visión era de nosotros!"

Translations:

Mámá = Mama/Momma, mom, mother, etc.

Casita = house/home.

Agujero del infierno = Hellhole (???)

Querencia = haunt.

Querido = dear.

Macizo = solid, strong (???)

bombón = like chocolate, scrumptious

amado, adorador amante = beloved, adoring lover.

Diosa = (fem.) "Jeez!"

Mente deslumbrante = dazzling mind

La Encanto = The Enchanted/Enchantment.

Suficiente es suficiente = Enough is enough

Tiranos = Tyrants

Señorita Eterna Perfeccionista = Miss Eternal Perfectionist

La visión era de nosotros! = "The vision was of us!"

A/N: WHOO💨!!!! This took way too long to do! 😵‍💫 I hope y'all enjoyed it! Sorry if this came out too mild for an M rating but I was just being cautious. The next part will be spicy, scouts' honor. I might write some more of this if it gains enough traction, but we'll see. Leave requests in the comments here or message me. You can find me on Wattpad by the moniker of Angel_Foodie_99.

Buh-bye~!

#mature #writers on tumblr #reader insert #just thinking #fanfiction writer #bruno madrigal x reader #bruno madrigal #prompts #I need to brush up on my Spanish #Bruno Madrigal brain rot #prompts needed

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I’m ... Pregnant? | Isabela Madrigal x Fem!Reader

Prompt: You and Isabela had been married for two and a half years now. For the past three months, you've been feeling sick – having nausea, and even vomiting often. This concerns the rest of the Madrigals, especially Pepa who had always loved you as her own niece ever since you and Isabela got together. With this concern, Pepa requested a vision from Bruno. Later on that day, the Madrigals all have dinner together.

You find out that you’re pregnant during dinner with the family.

Warning: SMUT

"Are you still feeling sick, Y/N?" Abuela asked you with genuine concern in her eyes after noticing your distressed nature.

You turned to look at the old woman with a sigh, "Unfortunately, I still am."

Isabela looked at you with sympathy, she truly felt sorry for how you were feeling and wished that she could do anything to make you feel better. Honestly, she was even more stressed about the situation than yourself. A conversation about going back to your hometown to see a professional doctor occurred between the two of you yesterday, but you merely shrugged it off, not wanting to make it an even bigger deal than it already was.

"I've been feeding her arepas, but they only work for about two or three hours before she's feeling nauseous again," Julietta sighed, feeling down that she couldn't heal her daughter-in-law completely.

Pepa and Bruno exchanged knowing looks, sitting across from each other. The older of them sent Bruno a look which said, "Are you telling them or am I?"

"You do it!" Bruno sent a look to her sister's way.

"No, you!"

Abuela noticed her two children exchanging intense glances at each other, looking like stupid birds trying to communicate with their eyes bulging out of their sockets. She cleared her throat rather loudly, causing everyone at the dinner table to look in her direction.

"Yes, Mamá?" Pepa and Bruno asked in unison.

"Would you care to share whatever it is you both are talking about with the rest of the family? Or would you rather keep conversing with your eyes like idiots?" Abuela said sternly, though with a hint of amusement in her voice.

"Well, erm," Bruno started, "We may or may not know why Y/N is feeling sick all the time."

"And you're telling us just now?" Isabela said with growing frustration evident in her voice.

"Isa," You spoke, calming your wife down, "let them finish."

"Okay, so-"

"Y/Nispregnantandit'sIsabela's." Dolores spoke very quickly, interrupting her Tío Bruno.

Bruno laughed awkwardly, "Ha ha, uh, yeah, that."

"Dolores, what did I say about keeping the things we hear to ourselves unless we are asked about it?" Pepa whispered to her daughter as tension grew on the dinner table.

Everyone at the dinner table except for Pepa, Bruno, and Dolores had their jaws drop to the floor in surprise. Felix, being his usual self, spit out the wine he was in the process of drinking due to his shock, causing Pepa to hit him lightly on the back of his head.

"I'm…" You started, in disbelief, "I'm pregnant?"

"Yes," Bruno confirmed, "Your Tía Pepa asked me for a vision about your constant nausea and I didn't want to at first but you know how she gets and a storm started to form when I said no and of course I had to-"

"Brunito," Abuela put an end to her son's rambling, "Tell us what you say in your vision."

"I saw, well, I saw you and Isabela holding two adorable little boys-"

"But Tío Bruno, I don't exactly have the, uhm, tools to get Y/N pregnant," Isabela reasoned, her hand holding yours underneath the table.

"Yes, Tío Bruno, it's impossible," You said.

"Impossible?" Pepa spoke, "You act as if you haven't seen magic in its most wondrous form!"

"Your Tía Pepa is right, Isabela," Abuela said, "Casita has helped you in creating life in your wife's belly. Oh! This calls for a celebration! My first great-grandchildren are on their way!"

"I'm going to be an Abuelo!" Agustin exclaimed in excitement, taking a smiling Julietta up with him, "We're going to be grandparents, mi amor!"

All of a sudden, Isabela remembered how and when it happened.

Three months ago, you and Isabela were laughing as you entered the plant-filled room both of you shared after a long day of festivity in Encanto. You and Isabela threw yourself on the bed, loving how soft the mattress felt beneath your skin.

Isabela hovered on top of you, making her way between your legs. Looking in your eyes, she whispered, "You are so beautiful, mi amor."

You laughed as you wrapped your arms around her neck, "I'm nothing compared to you, Isa."

"Bullshit!" Isabela exclaimed, "I hope you could see how beautiful you truly are."

"Such a sweet talker, you are."

She sweetly smiled at you before kissing the pair of lips that have been tempting her all day.

You moaned in surprise, but quickly melted into the kiss as your fingers found themselves tangled in her perfect hair.

"I want you, mi vida," she said with her hands tugging on your skirt, begging for your consent to rip them off of your body.

"Then take me, I am all yours," you breathed out, looking in her dark eyes.

"All mine?"

"And no one else's, mi amor."

She wasted no time connecting your lips together once again, swiftly removing your clothes and mindlessly throwing them somewhere in her spacious room. Once you were completely naked and vulnerable right underneath her, she took the time to kiss your exposed skin, leaving marks all on your neck and chest.

After she was satisfied with the love and attention she's given your skin, she took off her own clothing. Revealing her own beautiful body. She looked at you for a moment before attacking your lips once again.

Your legs found their way around her slim waist, where they rightfully belonged. You felt her fingers brushing against your core, teasing your sensitive clit. She ran a finger through the opening of your womanhood, eliciting a moan out of your parted lips.

"Is this okay?" She asked you, in the way she always did right before making love.

"Yes, mi amor, take me," You said in a tone both pleading and demanding.

She slid two fingers inside of you, causing you to moan loudly as she skillfully thrusted in and out. She watched as you completely broke apart right in front of her. Your hair was everywhere as your nails relentlessly left marks on her back.

She felt her heart burning, and so did you. You, for an unknown reason, were in so much pleasure, you felt more than you usually did. Your body was sensitive to everything that was happening at the moment. The way Isabela's long fingers were plunging in and out of you in the most delicious ways possible were stimulating you much more than it usually did, which says a lot.

Uncontrollable moans left your pretty lips, which was music to Isabela's ears. She just hoped that Dolores was somewhere far away in the village with Mariano, so that your moans wouldn't deafen her poor cousin. And also because your moans are meant to be heard by your ears only, she wouldn't want to share the experience of hearing the beautiful sounds escaping from your beautiful lips with someone else.

Suddenly, a certain warmth came over the two of you, flecks of gold surrounding you both. It was magic, and both of you knew that. But you didn't know why it was there.

Isabela groaned in your ear, whispering as her fingers kept doing what they do best to your womanhood, "You feel so good, Y/N."

"Isabela," You breathed out, "Do you feel that?"

"I feel it, mi vida. I feel it so strongly."

"I love you, Isa," You said as you closed your eyes, fully immersed in the pleasure you were receiving from your wife.

"I love you too, Y/N," Isabela said with utter sincerity, her pace quickening as you felt her body's sweat against yours.

"I'm almost there, Isa!" You yelled out her name, "God, you make me feel so good."

"Come for me, baby. Be a good girl and come for me."

With those words, you were pushed over the edge. Yelling out Isabela's name as you came for her, and for her only. She moaned out as she came as well, and her turn hadn't even come yet, but her body responded to yours. And thus, her climax arrived at the same time as yours.

She looked at you as she recovered, your hair a mess and your naked chest heaving up and down. Golden sparks flew around the two of you before being absorbed by your body which made your skin glow for a moment. She found it quite odd, but was too tired to point it out or question it.

Isabela smiled for the first time that evening, excitement flowing through her bones at the realization. Looking at you with loving eyes, she exclaimed, "Mi vida! You're pregnant!"

"With twins," Bruno added in, "We saw two of them in the vision, real charming boys."

You exclaimed happily, "Two baby boys, can you believe it, Isa?"

Isabela smiled at you with the purest form of happiness in her eyes, "I can't believe it as well, mi flor. I remember how it happened, I remember it so clearly!"

"How did it happen?" You asked her, genuinely curious.

"We, erm, we were-"

"Isabela, we're happy for you but we do not need the details," Camilo said with a half-disgusted face.

Isabela threw a glare at her cousin's direction before saying, "Fine. After we did it…"

Isabela paused to look at her cousins' faces – all struggling to act like decent human beings at the topic of sex, except for Antonio who didn't really fully understand anything that was happening. She continued, "Y/N glowed. And I found that odd but I thought it wasn't a big deal until now. And it all makes sense!"

Pepa's eyes started to tear up, and a cloud started to form above her head, "Oh, I remember when Isabel was born. Now, she has her own babies on the way. And she’ll be raising them with a wonderful woman, our Y/N.”

The rest of the family kept gushing about your pregnancy, and you felt pure joy in your heart at the thought of raising your own family with Isabela.

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jmalchanceux · 2 years

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They realize being in love with you (Headcanon)

Classification: Fluff

Pairing: Dolores, Isabela, Luisa, Julieta and Pepa

Warnings: None, apart from reference to injuries

Word count: +1300

Dolores

- She always listened to you, small noises and few words, you were the quietest person in the village, even quieter than Bruno living in the walls, and the only one she wants and expects to hear, who helps her sleep better or keeps her company in the dead of night while you read in a few whispers before bed;

- But you are a faceless voice, she cannot identify where you are coming from and who you are, you are not someone who has ever asked Madrigals for help or interacts with many people, she could never identify you or track you in the small crowd of residents, which intrigued and interested her the most;

- Then Camilo's 15th birthday party arrived and just like everyone else in the village you were invited, Dolores was curious because she had never seen you before and when you spoke for the first time, loud and clear, she choked and made a cute little noise that got your attention;

- She finally found the mysterious girl with the voice that soothes her days and nights. Then she realized that the strange feeling in the pit of her stomach and the anxiety to hear your voice was more than just curiosity.

Isabela

- You've known each other since you were kids, but you never were exactly close, she always got angry and you ended up out of the games for not playing the way she wanted, rebellious as you are you took revenge on her, starting a war;

- Your cousin, the sweet and perfect Mariano, is the one who forced you two back together, you are his only family besides his mother and the boy wants you and the future wife to get along as a family should be;

- You try to be cordial most of the time but it's hard to maintain your posture when Isabela is testing all your limits and pushing buttons constantly, despite everything you not even managed to see her mistreating the lovely Mirabel, not containing yourself another argument started, one that even Abuela didn't want to get involved in;

- In the end you are too hoarse and angry to realize that Isabela's sash crumbled for a few seconds, seconds enough for her to realize that part of what had happened was pure jealousy of you and that she never felt that way about anyone, least of all Mariano, then she discovered she was in love with her fiancé's cousin and part of her perfect world crumbled into realization.

Luisa

- You used to work in the bakery assisting the big parties of the Madrigal family and in a short time you became Julieta's personal helper, she simply adores you and treats you like one of the family, so you get to know and get closer to the big and famous family of Encanto;

- Especially Luisa, she is rarely at home because she spends the day helping everyone in the village, but the occasional stops for lunch or snacks become progressively longer as you get closer, you usually chat excitedly about something that happened in your respective routines or news that Dolores told about, doesn't seem like it but she loves gossip;

- In a short time you become best friends, in fact she considers you her only friend and shares everything, besides always wanting to help you and feels a little strange when you deny help or you are the one helping her, she is not used to being taken care of by someone (besides her mother's arepas and affection), she feels very strange being on the other side of the table and for not helping you, because you are the only person she really wants to help and longs for;

- And it was at another of the big family parties that she finally noticed, you climbed up the counter to get extra glasses from the kitchen cabinet when the casita decided to give a little help and pushed you into Luisa's arms who was helping, she quickly holds you in her lap like a bride. Her eyes met yours and the girl felt her own heart miss a beat as she struggles not to kiss you right there. Then she realized that she is in love with you.

Julieta

- She first saw you in line for healing, immediately catching the eye of Alma's firstborn as you strolled among the sick showing off your funny twisted arm and bragging about the feat after falling out of a tree. She healed you quickly and had the impression that she would see more of you soon;

- And that's what happened, the following week you were in the sick bay line again, this time with a big cut on your forehead telling everyone how you fell trying to learn to ride a horse, Julieta listened to the story attentively and couldn't stop laughing at how excited you are even though your head is bleeding;

- Your visits became more and more frequent and there is always a different injury, accompanied by a funny story. Then suddenly you disappeared for a few days leaving her worried, even though this means that you have stopped hurting yourself and are fine, she felt selfish but wanted to see you again;

- A week later you reappeared, this time with no bruises or bleeding, just a little pale. Bringing with you a basket of fresh fruit, honey bread and a bottle of wine, a gift for the woman who saved your life so many times. You shamefully explained that you contracted an annoying cold and didn't want to pass it on to anyone, she could only think of how kind and empathetic you are, and silly too considering she could heal you right away and everyone else too despite your defense of not wanting to overwhelm her. Warming her heart in a different way and Julieta instinctively hugged you, in the comfort of your arms realized how much she wants to see you and be able to heal every bruise with kisses and caresses.

Pepa

- Best childhood friends! Since was a child she helped in the plantations of the local farmers, including your family, and that's how you met and became one and the same. The funny part of the story is that she asked for help to cry and make rain, you just kicked her in the knee and then apologized a thousand times;

- As the years went by you became closer and closer and she felt more and more comfortable around you, to the point of showing the deepest emotions that she hides from the world, with you she can create the most beautiful rainbows and the most terrible storms knowing that you don't care. So when you entered adolescence became inseparable, attached at the hip, accompanying each other in daily chores, having dinner together with the Madrigal family and having sleepover parties almost every week, sometimes together with her siblings who adore you;

- Pepa has always been the most precocious of the group, she lost her milk teeth before everyone else, she has always been the tallest, she was the one who gave the first kiss and had the first boyfriend, when you didn't keep up with her the redhead felt strange but at the same time relieved, she is a jealous friend and drives away anyone who comes near you with just a look or a sky changing color;

- Days before your 18th birthday there is a sleepover in her room and you shyly ask Pepa to teach you how to kiss, she was reluctant and tense to imagine why you would want to learn such a thing, but you do it anyway and don't regret. During the kiss she realizes that it was your first and feels deeply proud, in the middle of the night, while you sleep peacefully next to her, she looks at the ceiling, reflecting and trying to understand the weird feeling in the pit of her stomach that says there is something different... she realizes that she has been deeply in love with you since forever.

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the-ice-frozen-ground-red-rose · 2 years

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Meeting You Was Everything 🦋 Pt.2

Camilo Madrigal x reader 💙 PART TWO 🤍

Everyone was obviously confused. Camilo had been keeping them in the dark on his feelings about this "mysterious new girl who just appeared in town." Understandably so, his family wanted explanations on--well, everything--and Camilo knew he had to start talking except, this time, he had nothing to lose. You were finally here after all. Flesh and bone.

He held your hand as you stood up slowly. He knew that you were probably a bit agitated and wanted to let you know he was there

and he wasn't planning on going anywhere.

As he started telling the story of how you got there in the first place and how you were able to meet, he reminded himself to not say anything that would compromise your privacy or would make you embarrassed so he decided to keep some details slightly vague.

You got lost in his words... They seemed so genuine and the excitement in his voice as he relived what had happened felt almost palpable. His family could feel the emotion as he spoke and decided they trusted you instantly because whoever it was that could make him feel such beautiful things must be a great person.

You realized he had a gift for storytelling. "Why must he be so amazing?" You wondered as you focused on the warm feeling of his grasp. His hand... The same hand that had reached out to you nights before. The same hand you had to pull away from, terrified it would destroy your only way of seeing him.

That same hand held yours tightly. Letting you know there was no need to be afraid anymore.

Then your focus shifted to his face. How would you even begin to describe his face? Would you start with the naturally dark brown color of his eyelids? Or with the tiny freckles that adorned his cheeks?

Perfectly scattered like the stars on the sky the first night you traveled to this world. Or with-

"Right Y/N?" Camilo asked before turning to you and smirking, as he realized you were zoning out while staring directly at him. He could feel the butterflies flutter.

"Absolutely," you had no idea what you were confirming but all you cared about was his lingering lovestruck gaze.

Alma didn't let you sleep in his room, not even on a different bed.

"You may stay with Mirabel while the preparations are in progress."

She claimed it was inappropriate before the wedding and you may only converse in a public setting. Kind of a bummer but it was more than enough.

Camilo and you walked hand in hand to the town's establishment of your choosing. He insisted you should order whatever you wanted. As you strolled around town, you wanted to ask him a question regarding his proposal.

"I got so much to say! I- I don't even know where to start," he exclaimed moving his free hand excitedly.

"Wait um- First I just want to know... are you certain? Did you really- actually mean it?" You asked without taking another step.

"What cielo?" He turned to you, eyes slightly narrowing in confusion as to why you stopped walking.

"That you want to marry me," you responded. Did he just say that because he felt he had to? Or to get you out of the uncomfortable situation?

You knew deep inside he wouldn't just speak of something so important without being truthful about it but... the insecurities that whispered in your ear, frequently initiating many doubts in your old world made you fearful of his answer. You just needed a confirmation to feel at ease.

"More than anything," he answered with the same decidedness you'd heard when he made the announcement. You were astonished and comforted.

He really wanted to marry you- to be united with you officially! In front of everyone.

"So do I," you said feeling the weight of your worries get lifted off your chest.

"He really meant it. It's actually happening." You thought to yourself. He beamed at you when he noticed your relief.

Pepa and Julieta were so excited for the wedding they'd approached you the next day with wide smiles to ask if you had anything special in mind so they could start with the wedding plans.

"I mean when I asked Camilo about the date he said "As soon as possible" so I think we better get to work," said Pepa before she started bombarding you with questions.

The dress, the flowers, the food, the music...

Not quite prepared, you just picked whatever you thought was best from the options they gave you.

One hour of tough decisions later, your conversation with Pepa and Julieta ended. It was when you were watching them walk away--in a rush to get started--that you felt someone embrace you from behind. You could feel the soft breathing on your neck. "Camilo?"

"Shhh- just let me have this," he inhaled deeply. Relaxed and joyful. "It's gonna take a while for my brain to finally believe you're here with me," he said, voice muffled as his face was nuzzled in your neck.

"Well, who am I to crush your dreams?" You giggled as you turned around and hugged him back, arms wrapping around his torso. It still felt like yesterday when you thought you might never even get to brush past him in your entire lifetime.

"I feel so relieved now. Really I- I just can't believe you're here. You scared me to death. I felt like I couldn't breathe after you... faded," he said remembering what had happened not long before.

"I can't believe you're here either Cam," you didn't want to get emotional. Not again. You'd both cried enough already and your eyes were just de-puffing. "It would've been a true crime if we'd never gotten to do this," you chuckled and poked his cheek.

"Agreed," he laughed dreamily. He knew you wanted to ease the heaviness of the topic. "You are my other half," he sighed. "I have no doubts about it. My whole life I've heard people say "marriage sucks" but I think it's gonna be awesome! I'll get to spend every day with my girl," he winked before booping your nose. He loved being able to be playful again. No need to worry about erasing you out his reality anymore.

"How could it suck if I'll have you as a husband?" You said before pecking his nose.

The wedding took place a few days later, it was rushed--mainly because Camilo kept pressuring his family to "just be done already"--but perfect all the same. Everyone was so happy for the two of you. They could notice the connection you shared and felt touched by your story. Turns out that, since they were literally living off a magical candle, traveling to a different world didn't seem that crazy by comparison.

It was your day and that moment was yours and only yours. Everything going around you was just background noise because this guy you'd been pining for- crying for every night was about to become your husband and you couldn't believe that your prayers were listened. Such a miserable life you lived in the world you were trying to forget about, means nothing now. No more torment. Just bliss.

Beside him.

A single tear rolled down your cheek as you walked down the altar. He was in front of you. You didn't want to ever have to look away.

"I do."

After the wedding ceremony, you snuck away with him--taking advantage of the few minutes you had before the party--and went to the same bushy corner in the forest. Where you saw him for the first time.

As you sat down, a question popped in your mind and you were dying to know what he would say in response.

"Did you like me straight away or was this more like...an evolving thing?" You asked curiously. You already knew what you would answer if he repeated the question and directed it to you.

"Straight away," he said without hesitating a second, "No doubt," shaking his head left to right, he emphasized his words.

"Why?" You squinted your eyes, your calm smile turned to a grin. You were looking forward to this.

"Simple Y/N. You were... mesmerizing," he looked to the side as he thought of a way to finish expressing what he wanted to say. "But in a way I- I can't quite find the words to describe," he looked back to you. "Your magical glow just added to your beauty and, quite frankly, I still see it," he placed a strand of hair behind your ear and smiled.

"I feel like, ultimately, our friendship was meant to be broken. I mean who wants just a best friend when you can have a wife and a best friend? Best of both worlds," He smirked teasingly but you could tell he spoke from the heart. His mannerisms gave away his nervousness, such as the way he suddenly grabbed your hand and started playing with your palm, tracing his fingers slowly. He was too embarrassed to look you in the eye and it was a truly endearing sight to behold. "When I first saw you I felt like we were supposed to be more. That only made the whole "don't get close" fiasco much more painful," he admitted. This statement was the reason why he looked so flustered.

"What about you? Did you know straight away or not?" He blinked while slightly shaking his head and you knew he wanted to cool down but you wouldn't let that happen. At least not that fast. You wanted to have a little fun.

How much more flustered can you make Camilo get?

You supposed there was nothing wrong with you spilling the whole truth anyway... "Camilo," you sat straight and turned to him. "I couldn't even believe what I was seeing when I first saw you. I could almost feel my hands shaking by how gorgeous you looked and, funnily enough, I almost took credit for it, thinking I'd made you up in my head. You know- I don't think you realize how cute you are and that's another crime," you noticed his expression and took a mental picture. Eyes wide, mouth agape and cheeks rosy.

He was dumbfounded, speechless... and you hadn't even finished yet.

"And your confession- God your confession! Don't even get me started on that because it's the purest thing I'll probably ever hear in my life," you saw him blush a deeper red and giggled. "I knew for sure you were the one when you said those words. I only hope I can live up to them," Your declaration got a little too profound. You were pouring your heart out and he noticed by the honesty in your tone. "You set a high bar Cam and I'll do anything to reach it," you nodded.

His heart was screaming and he looked down again. The emotion overload made his heart beat faster than ever. You really made him blush this time. "You already do mi amor, I meant every word. I swear on my life," he managed to breathe. It was hard to speak.

After the party ended, you were exhausted from all the walking around so you both laid on his bed to rest. Looking at the ceiling. As your mind went through all that had happened that day, you felt extremely grateful.

"You have no idea how hard I prayed every night for you to be with me. To be here. It seems like every single prayer paid off. They were listened," you sighed in contentment. "I can't imagine anything better than tonight- this... moment we share," you confessed. You felt like voicing every thought in your mind.

"I prayed too. I would lock myself up in my room so no one could see me because I felt like I was going insane. I don't even know how to begin explaining how I feel with you- how my heart feels," he rolled and turned to face you.

"It's as magical as the light," he brushed his fingers on your cheek. "The ethereal gleam emanating from you that night I saw you lay beside the river. Looking so flawless next to the roses you graced with your touch. That same touch I'm lucky enough to have tonight," Camilo said, intertwining his hands with yours.

God this guy would be the end of you and that thought made the butterflies in your stomach arise energized. "You're such a dream Camilo. My dream. You'll be my dream for eternity. Everything I do is for you." He was amazed you worded how he felt so perfectly. He leaned in and your foreheads touched. Both of you closed your eyes and he grabbed the side of your face "And I'll do anything for you. My dream. Mi sueño," he laughed in disbelief.

"God I felt like such a fool! I was so convinced there was no way this world was real and I had made it up. That I'd made you up in my mind," You started laughing as well. "But you're here. You're here!" You reached to him "I feel you," you muttered as you clung your arms around his torso, placing your head close to his chest.

"I feel you too," he concentrated on the pleasant warmth of your breathing on his neck. "This night is ours. No one can take it away from us. Not some damned magic- I- even after it blessed me with your company, it gave me the scare of my life," he said as he ran his hands through your hair gently.

"I was more scared," you chuckled between the happy tears.

"No dulzura, I was petrified. I didn't know if I could keep going or what I'd do with myself but fate brought us back together. That's all that matters. It gave us a second chance and I'll fight to earn it every day of my life," He spoke confident.

"We'll fight together," you said quietly before you closed your eyes and drifted to sleep, limbs tangled and heartbeats blending in a melodic unison.

As he heard your calm breathing, a single thought went through his mind.

"Meeting her was everything."

Author's note: Did you guys like it? 👀 What did you think? This one's for all my Camilovers who can't get enough of him lmao I know the struggle. Btw I may be posting one or two Camilo one shots this week and they may also be fluffyy ;)

Gurll I finally finished it and I need to know your opinion fr !!! @camilosunshxne :D

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ageofolsen · 2 years

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WHAT DOES A GIRL GOTTA DO FOR SOME PEPA MADRIGAL X FEM!READER SMUT

#pepa madrigal #encanto pepa #encanto #pepa x reader #julieta madrigal #tio bruno #bruno madrigal x female reader #encanto dolores #camilo angst #camilo disney #encanto camilo #pepa my beloved #fan fic requests #fanfic rec #fanfiction #writer #smut #encanto smut

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heymariano · 2 years

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young! pepa madrigal with a doting admirer/partner

a/n: this is gn, but the reader does sort of give off a more masc vibe? if yk what i mean?

gn reader

- so pepa is a literal goddess.

- and you definitely see her that way. everyone in town knows how you feel about pepa madrigal, maybe because she's half of everything you talk about

- you're always with her, complimenting one thing or another

- it's clear to everyone that you would do anything for her/her attention

- and it's not that she doesn't like you back - because she does, she really does - it's just entertaining to see how much you dote on her (what can she say, she just loves the attention KSJJSS)

- you would bring her a red rose one day, she'd say, "i prefer white roses.", and the next day you'd be back with a white rose

- you're very persistent

- julieta and bruno tease their sister for her obvious admirer (and her obvious returned crush on them)

- everytime she brings home another flower or a new love letter appears at the door, bruno will comment on how he can see "a marriage being in the near future."

- when she finally decides to stop with the games and just go out with you (likely with some prompting from julieta), she finds she can definitely get used to having someone to count on to always be there for her

- with her mothers constant pressure, pepa feels a heavy burden and almost guilt due to her power

- having someone who thinks every part of her is perfect and beautiful means more than she can say

- and as happy as she is to have you, you're just as happy to have her

- seeing a rainbow appear over her head whenever you make her happy, watching her dance (hc that pepa is literally a pro dancer and can capture a whole room with a few steps), seeing how her hair catches sunlight (the sunlight she creates KSJSKD), it makes all the pining worth it

- and now you can get kisses in return for the roses and compliments, instead of just a half-flirty eye roll KSKSJD

a/n: i've always adored this concept, don't know if i've written it too well here- but i'll likely use this concept again anyway cuz i like it sm KAJSJS

#pepa madrigal x reader #encanto #encanto x reader #headcanons #gn reader #male reader #female reader #heymariano

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cahmilo · 2 years

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hiii!! if requests are open could i get a carlos madrigal and reader fic where someone insults camilo and he gets into a fight with them(wins ofc). Pepa is lecturing him and asks him why he beat someone up agAiN but he doesnt reply but reader (who was there when the fight started) tells her the reason and everyones like ooh you protected your brother knew you love us🥰. Maybe she helps him clean his wounds or sumn and they confess at the end?? Thanks!!

How he loves – carlos m.

pairing: carlos madrigal x female reader

genre: fluff

summary: when it comes to violence in the community, carlos madrigal is always the first name to put the blame on. the boy was a troublemaker, often found in the worst situations possible. one day it’s happened again but for this time, you never expected the reason why until you confronted him.

warning: mentions of blood and violence and injuries

If someone were to ask you who Carlos Madrigal is, immediately your answer would tick them off. It's different. Among the numerous whispers of the town stood the one unanimous description of Carlos being the pessimistic and coldest member of the Madrigal family. To the outside, that's how people perceive him. With his half-lidded blank face, everyone saw him as intimidating and mysterious. But for someone who has been his long-time friend ever since, you saw him differently.

He wasn't cold, he just doesn't speak. He wasn't mean, he just doesn't point out or compliment someone else. Albeit it took you by surprise that he somehow managed to tolerate you being with him almost all the time, you wouldn't ask for anything else. You knew Carlos had a heart of gold because even if he barely shows it, you can tell through the lining of the gestures he tries to do in the most often weird and unexpected ways, such as being overly protective for others in an aggressive manner.

That's just how he loves.

But Carlos was rather, violent when it comes to that matter. It only contributed to the 'cold persona' everyone put on him due to that. It was something he couldn't help, he tends to show his emotions in a tactile manner and when it comes to his negative emotions, it wouldn't end well.

One fine day you were with Carlos outside on the streets, having no pressure but to just stroll around and catch up with conversation. Carlos had his hands inside the pockets under his ruana while you were strolling beside him, hands on your back as you stared at your footsteps while walking through. Two of you were aimlessly walking around town listening to the loud chatters of the busy village.

You two stopped to your tracks to see Camilo, Carlos' twin brother. He was walking alone in the opposite direction and you instantly ran to him.

"Camilo!!" You exclaimed happily. Camilo's face turned into a rather dull smile at the sight of you and Carlos.

"Hey!" He greeted back. As a force of habit, you playfully shoved him lightly but you were taken aback when he suddenly winced when your hand made contact to his shoulder. Your eyes slightly widened at his reaction.

"What were you doing?" Carlos asked when he eventually approaches two of you.

"Oh, nothing. I just-", Camilo stuttered. "- I just need to uhh- do errands! Be right back!"

Camilo suddenly put a hand on top of his shoulder as he ran away to the opposite direction, leaving you and Carlos baffled at his weird behavior. For sure, he was an odd one but this time something felt off.

"Am I the only one who thinks something is wrong?" You turned to Carlos. He slightly squinted his eyes at you and pursed his lips.

"He seemed in pain when you punched him. Maybe he got injured?"

"Yeah but you know him. If he gets injured it's usually at something dumb and we'd be the first ones he would tell about it"

Carlos hummed as he looked deep in thought. You were right. Camilo would get hurt over something so dumb that he ends up laughing about it. But this time, he seemed injured at a place he didn't want to talk about, which was the only reason two of you found odd. The fact that he even ran away from the two of you as if he's avoiding further questioning only fueled the confusion on you and Carlos. He took his hands out of his pockets and patted his maroon ruana when he glanced at the direction Camilo just came from.

"Maybe something happened..."

"Should we go check it out, Carlos?"

"You ask me as if there's anything else interesting that we could do."

—

So, there you two were, re-tracing Camilo's steps like the nosy friend and brother you and Carlos are. He only trailed by, seeming like he had no interest but just wanted to join you. You two hid in the small alley behind the large houses the moment you heard whispering from a group of people. Instinctively, you pulled Carlos by his hand and brought him closer to you to squat down and hide. He widened his eyes when he almost stumbled to you. He got off from his trance and followed your trail of sight.

"Is that- "

"Tiago and his minions" Carlos muttered, gritting his teeth as he did so.

If you think Carlos was the worst, then Tiago was levels deep below hell. He was a menace in a bad way, he and his friends always being together and causing trouble for the entire village. Carlos hated him in a bad extent, most often the two of them would be found fighting each other if given the chance to be in the same place with one another. This time, you expected it to happen again if things escalate for the worst. You and Carlos eavesdropped on their conversations.

"Dude, Camilo was a weakling. He couldn't even hit me back"

"No way! You thought he'd be like Carlos but it's not the case apparently"

"Yeah, dude's all rainbows and butterflies to handle the real world. Beat him up to a pulp he almost cried like a coward."

You gasp as a hand landed on your mouth. A turn of your head and you saw Carlos with the worst look you wanted him to have. His eyes held piercing glares at Tiago's direction, his lips almost bleeding from the intensity of him biting it. His hands that held yours were clenched tightly, the other was already fisted veins were popping out from the back of his palm.

"Carlos" You whispered. It didn't make him look at you, he was more focused on the sharp look he was giving to Camilo's group of bullies.

Carlos suddenly stood up, almost blowing his cover. You immediately pulled him back but he resisted.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Proving them wrong."

You sat back down stunned even though you expected this to happen. With a swift turn, Carlos shapeshifted into Camilo and ran to the bullies, immediately sending a harsh punch at Tiago making him stumble. It took them by surprise when 'Camilo' suddenly charged at them but nevertheless returned the favor by punching him back, Carlos easily blocked it with ease using his forearm as he sent another punch to Tiago's friends at the back where they least expected it. Unfortunately, since Carlos was overpowered by two more men, one got a punch on him making him stumble and unconsciously shapeshift back to himself.

"We knew it's you, Carlos. Your brother is too much of a wuss to- " Carlos interrupted one of Tiago's friends by sending him another jab to the face. He yelled in anger as he kept throwing fists all over the place, letting his emotions bring out the worst of him.

You couldn't handle it anymore. You wanted to stop the fight but there was no way you could stop a raging Carlos. If you were to stop them, you would probably get one of their punches too. Despite Carlos being one against three, he was beating them up with ease. Tiago and his friends were no match for him, Carlos was easily throwing punches and kicks here and there that it almost made you feel bad for the bullies.

It went on for longer and it started to made you worried. Carlos was winning. yes, but this fight was one of the worst he's ever been in. Before you were able to fully think of a plan to stop them, Luisa comes in to the mess and all the boys freeze at her. Dolores must have heard it all unravel and called for Luisa. With ease she easily slid through and grabbed Carlos who looked too victorious to complain. She gave the other boys a piercing glare and immediately they ran away to the other direction.

Luisa saw you as she carried Carlos and pointed her lips to the Casita, telling you to catch up with them. You trailed along in silence, seeing that Luisa (and most likely the rest of the Madrigals) is disappointed yet again to see Carlos in another fight.

—

Like clockwork, thunder immediately strikes the moment the door to Casita opens. Luisa walks in beside you and sets Carlos down in front of his mother, Pepa who already has her arm crossed and eyebrows furrowed. Her face had yet another annoyed expression that further fueled the dark clouds gathering above.

"What did I tell you about being violent again?" She asked sternly.

Carlos sighed with a dour expression. "Not do it"

"And what happened this time?"

"I did it."

You held back a chortle and turned around to face the other way as you tried not to laugh. Carlos was yet again being a pain in the ass at the wrong place and you just happened to get caught off-guard. In an attempt to cover your laughter, you coughed nervously with wide eyes and scrambled away to the kitchen to get a snack but mainly to leave the two to further argue with each other and for the rest of the family to see.

The distance between the common area and the kitchen wasn't that long so you still snooped in on their business like the nosy friend you are. You saw Camilo soon approach them, now all healed and okay but had a look of shock when he saw his twin brother in a far worse state. For some reason Carlos refused to eat an arepa to heal himself, only taking the blow as of now to not let Pepa get even more enraged. She was going on and off about what she had told him before and obviously Carlos wasn't listening. He simply nodded and blinked his eyes repeatedly which made her even more furious.

"Can you at least give us the reason why you went out to beat people again?" Pepa yelled, having enough of Carlos' attitude. Carlos only stared at the floor, probably thinking of an excuse.

"People were bullying Camilo" You said all the way from the other side. Everyone in the room turned their eyes at you, even Carlos himself. You leaned on to the wall in a nonchalant manner and took a bite of your arepa. "It was Tiago and his minions, Carlos beat them up like a badass."

You stared blankly at Carlos, slightly raising an eyebrow to further provoke him but his lips stay pursed shut. Pepa on the other hand, toned down the arch on her eyebrows and gradually had a soft look to her face. It was an emotion you couldn't decipher, of course. Mothers would always love seeing their children being protective of each other— but not like this.

"You protected me?" Camilo asked him in a teasing manner. Now that he's all healed and well, he was now the one to have a smug look in his face. "You totally love me, hermano"

"Shut up" Carlos retorted. It only left you half-laughing at the two bantering. It went back-and-forth until they got interrupted by Pepa yet again.

"Can't help it, my twin brother is protective for me!"

"I'll beat you up like they did"

"Aw, is that how you love?"

"Fu-"

"Stop it you two! Carlos, I'll deal with you later!" She yelled, dusting her skirt and swatting away the dark cloud at her seeming as if she had to leave to do something else. The dark clouds slowly became lighter and the chatter slowly died down as Pepa murmured lectures on her children while also fanning herself to calm down. It was a sight worth to see. But the yell of your name caught you in a trance midway through your bite of the arepa.

"Y/N!"

"Yeah?" You asked her, slowly walking towards her direction. Pepa eyed you sternly before pointing her lips back to Carlos.

"Can you clean him up? He refused to be healed and I thought that he would listen to you"

You rolled your eyes when Carlos scoffs at you.

"I'll make sure he does"

—

Soon enough after the stress and dark clouds from Pepa has subsided, Carlos led you to his room, unwillingly. He just didn't want another thunderstorm therefore he complied with his mother's requests and braced himself for your part of the scolding. He expected yet another lecture from you, but it didn't happen. Carlos instead wondered why you were offering him your half-eaten arepa.

"Just take a bite." You calmly said to him, scooting closer to the edge of the bed so sit beside him.

"No"

"Do it or I'll press the crap out of your wounds"

"Fine"

Carlos sighed in defeat. He only stared at you, waiting for something to happen. It was at this moment you knew he was gonna be petty from the smug look in his face.

"I'm not feeding you"

"Then I'm not eating" Carlos nonchalantly fought back.

He was starting to get on your nerves and Carlos knew how pissed you would be if he manages to succeed. But you didn't let it happen. Looking at his broken nose and scratches all over the place, you decided to let him win for this time. The moment you held your arepa towards him, Carlos grinned cockily and took a bite from the snack. Julieta's magic gift healed his wounds instantly, but it doesn't fix the blood stains all over him. When Carlos was busy looking at his wounds slowly healing, you stood up to get a moist towel.

"Why aren't you getting mad at me?" You heard Carlos ask from behind you. By assumption you could tell he was bored after his injuries faded.

"Should I be?" You asked in return, still wringing the towel from the table as to not make it too wet that it'll spread more stains on the fabric.

Silence. You turned your head to the back to take a glance at Carlos. He had his head down, the mess of his curls covering his face making you unable to read his expression. With a soft sigh you brought the cloth with you as you went back to sit beside him again.

"You know-" You trailed off to catch his attention, but to no avail. Carlos didn't budge to even look at you. An idea suddenly popped into your head as you slithered your hand under his arm and took him by the hand, leading Carlos' hand to your lap as you started wiping the blood smeared all over it.

"-I admired how you took the blame and protected Camilo." You continued to speak and then paused to look at his face. Carlos was staring at you with a blank look, his eyes fixated on yours. It took a bit of time for you to let out a small smile on your face and your heart fluttered when you saw a little bit of spark that brightened his eyes as his lips slowly curled up. You looked away to continue wiping his arm and cutting the silence.

"It's nice to see that there's still love in you somewhere despite you showing it in a violent way. But they don't get it, that's just how you love."

You heard Carlos sigh from beside.

"There has been in a while. Much more love than just with my family, I-" He sighed yet again, taking a deep inhale to control his breathing. "- just don't know how to show it"

"What do you mean 'more love'?" You asked him.

You looked up to Carlos, confused on what he was trying to say. Carlos blinked hard before he took yet another sigh and motioned his lips to point at his hand resting atop yours. You followed his trail of sight and the next move he did brought you out of breath. Carlos slowly interlocked his fingers with yours, holding it tight as if he were afraid to let go. Your heart paced rapidly and the heat travelling up to your cheeks only made it hard for you to regain your composure right beside him.

"I didn't beat them up that hard just because of Camilo. Tiago also talked bad crap about you to his friends. I know it wasn't supposed to end that badly but I just couldn't stand when people like them get away with ease as if they did nothing wrong"

You gasped and gripped his hand tighter, your fingers lightly tapping the calloused and bruised skin of Carlos' knuckles. He no longer winced since it was healed, but it would take time for the scarring to fade completely. At this time, you were the one that went silent, waiting for Carlos to continue.

"I'm sorry. Shouldn't have stressed you and mami this much" He muttered softly which grabbed your attention. You shook your head indicating a 'no' and let go of his hand to face him better. You moved your legs from the edge of the bed and brought it up, sitting cross legged across him.

"You don't have to be sorry for protecting the ones you love, Carlos. It's nature for you to do so. The others may see you as mean and violent but to me, you're much more than that. That's just how you love."

Carlos took in the sight of you with a frown in his face. After you flipped the towel to a cleaner side, you slowly brought it up to his face to clean the blood stains all over him. You gently landed your palm on his forehead and combed away the curls that covered it. From his forehead to the blood pooling in his cupid's bow, you made sure to wipe it all clean to admire his features better.

"You're too good for me, Y/N. I don't deserve you"

"Shut up you idiot. You're fine just the way you are-" You paused. "- but maybe, we can work on fixing your rough love language for a little bit"

You joked with a small smile that made Carlos chuckle. He brought his hand up to hold your wrist while you were cleaning his face and stared deep into your eyes, taking you aback. You playfully glared at his cunning nature, making him break eye contact and let out a light hearty laugh that made your stomach do somersaults from the raspy- tone of his voice.

While still wiping away the mess in his face, you hummed a small song as a force of habit and it made Carlos' heart flutter. You had a soothing voice and it did calm him down for a little bit, until he remembered something. You looked up to him and the sudden frown on Carlos' face made your eyes go soft. You two knew how much of a challenge this could be as soon as it sunk in. Carlos wasn't good in romance and you can tell from being his long time friend. But maybe, being his friend also brought you chances on how to love him better.

To reassure the guy, you cupped his face and brought him closer to you. Your thumbs lightly brushed against his freckled cheeks that were now clear of blood stains. With a swift move you lightly kissed the tip of his nose to seal a promise. A promise that may take a while, but a promise that you would be willing to practice on until your last breath in time.

"Be with me and I'll teach you how I love, Carlos."

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I don't know if you know but I write a fanfic which is titled Bruno's fangirl (La fangirl de Bruno in french)! I usually post it only on Archive of our own but today, while I'm posting chapter 12 (in french here and in english here), I decided to also post a ficlet I wrote on Tumblr + Ao3!

Hope you'll like it! You can find it on Ao3 here in english and here in french. On Tumblr I'll only post the english version.

No warning, Evil!Bruno wants to do things with Perlita but doesn't actually do anything. Angst, then fluff.

1084 words.

Meeting Evil!Bruno

Synopsis: Perlita meets someone unexpected in her sleep.

Perlita opened her eyes in a mysterious room. Actually she wasn’t sure she was in a room since everything was dark all around her, preventing her from seeing anything besides herself. She could feel the ground under her feet, which felt like rock when she hit it with one foot. Worried, she started to walk slowly with outstretched hands, searching for an exit.

She walked for what felt like miles when she spotted a light a bit further with a familiar figure in the center. Smiling happily, she ran toward Bruno, calling the man she loved while starting:

“Bruno! Oh thank goodness, you’re here! Maybe you can...help...to...”

She interrupted herself, shocked by the view of a Bruno that turned around to stare at her, a big smile on his face. It wasn’t Bruno. That Bruno was way too tall, seven feet by her estimate. He also had a curved mustache, sunken cheeks, and sharp ears and teeth. It wasn’t Bruno. Bruno was 5 foot, had full cheeks, a straight mustache, and normal yet cute ears and teeth. Bruno was cute. This man was terrifying.

The man got closer to her and took her by the waist while saying, as if trying to seduce her:

“Who do we have here? The most beautiful woman in town came to me.”

“What... Why are you...”

She couldn’t finish her sentence, being stopped by the shock of the man, who she could finally identify as Evil!Bruno, stroking her lips with his thumb.

“You’re so beautiful, I understand why he loves you.”

Who? She opened her eyes wide while he kept staring at her with lust, making her feel like a piece of meat. She didn’t like the feeling at all! And Bruno wouldn’t make her feel it, confirming he definitely wasn’t Bruno.

When Non-Bruno started to lean toward her in order to kiss her, she started to yell, crying, “Get off of me!”. He didn’t listen though, muttering some seductive words:

“You’re so beautiful! I love you, mi amor, I love you!”

She yelled louder and louder, pushing him away in order to escape him.

Then, she woke up, her eyes opening to the vision of a Bruno who was staring at her with worried eyes. His beautiful green eyes that got so well with his handsome features. She would normally be swooning over them but, well, she just met Evil!Bruno in her sleep. Thus, first reflex: hitting him! Which she did with enough strength to force him to stumble back, waking her whole family at the same time, trying to understand what was happening. Perlita ignored them, jumping on Bruno to finally examine him thoroughly. If he was Evil!Bruno some details about his appearance should be off.

First she made him open his mouth, which he did while staring at her with fearful eyes. He was clearly confused, but Perlita tried her best not to falter since it could be Evil!Bruno acting to prevent her uncovering him. His teeth were fine though, the same adorable square teeth Bruno always had.

After his teeth she checked the ears, as round as they should be, then the eyebrows, the mustache, his cheeks as full as ever, before finally noting he wasn’t 7 feet tall either. That done, she hugged him, saying in relief:

“It’s Bruno! Thank goodness he’s the real Bruno!”

“Hum...Perlita? What happened?"

"Nothing, everything is fine," she smiled.

Then, she took a bit of distance before realizing the situation: she was sitting on Bruno's lap, her legs around his hips, both of them holding each other, and his face was awfully close to hers.

She jumped backwards with a gasp, feeling flustered and a bit ashamed at the same time.

"Dios Mío Bruno I'm sorry I..."

She felt her heart pound in her chest while she was trying to justify how she ended up on him, her mind hazy. What could she say which wouldn't create a misunderstanding?

Bruno being Bruno, meaning wonderful, he showed a worried face when asking:

"Everything is alright?"

His tone helped her calm down enough to make her realise nobody was sleeping anymore. She had a gang of Madrigals staring at her, waiting for her answer. Well, she couldn't reasonably tell them about Evil!Bruno...Especially not before the actual Bruno who'd surely feel hurt by it. That or he'd find it funny, Bruno having a great sense of humor. This perfect man!

To be sure of which was right, meaning if she could talk about it, she tried:

"Oh! By the way Bruno I'm certain you heard the song we don't talk about Bruno when they sang it."

"Oh hum... Yes I heard of course."

"Oh no! You heard?" worried Pepa.

"I was in the walls so of course I heard." he casually replied.

She didn't answer, locking worried eyes with Julieta. Camilo asked Perlita though:

"Did you like it yourself?"

"Oh! Yes, it was a good song!"

"What was your favorite part?"

Troublemaker Camilo! As fast as lightning! He never fails to impress her with his skills to bother people, especially those he liked. And Bruno and him became awfully close since their outing with Mirabel and her. Maybe it was a good sign. She couldn't be sure though. Perlita smiled:

"I have none."

"Really? I thought you would have a favorite part...What is people's favorite?"

“Yours, Camilo,” she thought. But she couldn't tell him, not before knowing Bruno's thoughts on it so she wouldn't hurt him. She started feeling her anger rise, but restrained it, smiling more instead and joking:

"You sure like to tease people with questions they don't want to answer."

"And you sure like to force yourself to smile." he returned to her.

She was speechless, unable to find a suitable answer to that statement. She didn't like it. She just didn't have a choice, would she be liked if she was getting angry and complaining? Not sure. But people haven't reminded her to smile for nothing, people indeed attract more people when they smile.

Supposedly feeling how overwhelmed she started to be, Bruno intervened:

"I actually liked your part, Camilo!"

"Huh? You did?" she blurted.

"Oh yes I did! It's catchy and incredibly exaggerated. Even if I really have rats, you guessed correctly Camilo."

Well, it resolved everything! She started talking about the fandom's love for Evil!Bruno and her nightmare. They all listened to her with fascination, no one even trying to go back to sleep.

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