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a/n: back from the dead 🙇♀️ knocks on the camilo madrigal x reader tag... also i dont speak spanish! all spanish sentences are translated with google translate
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Pepa sighs as she holds up one of Julieta’s arepas. “Ay, Camilo. Deja de ser tan terco. (Ay, Camilo. Stop being so stubborn.)” Camilo shakes his head. “You said there’s a first for everything.”
Pepa rolls her eyes. “Not for stuff like this! You need to eat your tia’s food to feel better. Y/N’s worried about you.” Camilo’s eyes light up. “Where is she?” Pepa answers him, “She’s just outside your room.”
“Tell her to come in!”
The door swings open and Y/N enters, holding a sunflower with its stem slightly cut at a length appropriate to tuck a flower in one's ear. “Hola… didn’t know what to bring because I assumed you’d already eaten one of your Tia Julieta’s arepas.” Pepa clicks her tongue. “Even soy novia wants you to get better already!”
Camilo stays quiet for a minute, his eyes widen as if a light bulb appeared above him and then he talks, “What if she takes care of me?” Pepa furrows her eyebrows and it starts to get windy in Camilo’s room. “¿Quieres que ella haga de 'doctor' para ti? Dios, ¿así es el amor en estos días? (You want her to play 'doctor' for you? God, is this what love is these days?)”
Julieta walks in Camilo’s room, overhearing the conversation and taking any opportunity to tease her hermanita. “Atrevido de tu parte hablar así del amor juvenil como si no hicieras lo mismo con Félix cuando éramos más jóvenes. (Bold of you to talk about young love like that as if you didn't do the same with Félix when we were younger.)”
Pepa’s cheeks turn red as she glares at her sister, the wind in Camilo’s room is getting stronger. “¿Qué estás haciendo aquí? ¿No tienes comida para hacer? (What are you doing here? Don't you have food to make?)” Julieta winks at her. “Estoy tomando un descanso del trabajo. (I’m taking a break from work.)”
Julieta turns to Camilo. “I heard you want Y/N to take care of you.” He nods. Y/N takes a quick breath before talking, “It’s fine with me. I think it’d be fun actually.” Julieta smiles at them. The wind in Camilo’s room starts to die down as Pepa takes deep breaths. “It’s okay too, si estoy siendo honest. (if I’m being honest.) You just didn’t have to be so stubborn a minute ago if all you wanted was to be spoiled by soy novia.”
“Mami!” Camilo tries to stop the blood rushing to his face and fails. Pepa grins. “I’m not wrong, am I?” He reluctantly shakes his head. Y/N smiles and tucks the flower in Camilo’s ear. “It’s okay, it’ll only take a few days since it looks like Camilo only has a small fever.”
Julieta crosses her arms with a nod. “Si. It’s worse than the other things I’ve seen that needed to be healed. Por ejemplo, las picaduras de abeja de mi marido. (For example, my husband's bee stings.)” A smile makes its way to her face as she recalls Agustín’s multiple encounters with bees.
Pepa sighs as she turns to Y/N with worry on her face. “What if you get sick too and both of your conditions get worse?” Julieta answers for the young couple, “I’ll give them both something to eat. Don’t worry, Pepa. We’re here to take care of them from afar.”
Y/N quietly calls for Julieta and Pepa. “Hola… is it okay if I spend the night here while I’m taking care of Camilo?” They both nod in response. Pepa adds on, “We’ll tell your family all about it, I’m sure they’ll understand.”
“¡Ay, muchas gracias!”
Pepa pats Y/N on the shoulder. “It’s nothing. Thank you for taking care of my son.” Y/N smiles at Julieta and Pepa as the two walk out and hears them whispering to each other.
“Your son has a nice girlfriend, doesn’t he?”
“Si. Ella y Camilo son una pareja hecha en el cielo. (She and Camilo are a match made in heaven.)”
Y/N leans on the door after closing it, heat rushing to her face. She smiles to herself as she not-so-discreetly repeats Pepa’s statement about her and Camilo, “She said we’re a match made in heaven. Oh my God, I think I’m going to catch a fever too.”
…Y/N wasn’t so discreet about her excitement.
“Mami’s right, you know?” Camilo approaches Y/N and pinches her face. Y/N notices how the corners of his eyes wrinkle up as Camilo smiles. Her eyes widen in realisation and she quickly places her hand over her mouth, covering her whole face shortly after. “Was I too loud?”
Camilo shakes his head, a different smile tugs at his lips, this one’s playful, it’s teasing her, and it brings butterflies to Y/N’s stomach; different to the soft and affectionate one her boyfriend wore earlier– but nonetheless brought butterflies to her stomach.
Camilo plays with Y/N’s hair while talking, “You weren’t too loud, but I heard you. We are a perfect match.” He removes the flower she gave him earlier and admires it, twirling it in his hand.
Camilo clicks his tongue before talking, “Okay, maybe you were kind of loud. Well, I don’t know, I was able to hear it…” He clears his throat before transforming into Y/N. He mimics the way she repeated his mother’s statement with an exaggerated sigh, “She said we’re a match made in heaven.”
The shapeshifter tucks the flower in Y/N’s hair, “Now you be me. Pretend I’m sick.”
She nods and starts coughing. “Woe is me. I don’t want to eat free food because I want my girlfriend to take care of me.”
Camilo turns back into himself and furrows his eyebrows, placing his hands on his waist. “I don’t sound like that.”
Y/N does the same and mocks his voice, “I don’t sound like that.”
Camilo rolls his eyes before he and Y/N burst out laughing as they make eye contact.
“Are you sure you’re sick?” Camilo nods. “Check the forehead.” Y/N raises her eyebrows before placing the back of her hand on Camilo’s forehead. “Dios mío, ¿cómo sigues siendo tan enérgico? (Dios mio, how are you still so energetic?)” He rapidly shapeshifts into multiple people in between words, his father first, “I,” then Antonio, “don’t,” and his sister last, “know!”, before turning back into himself.
Y/N sighs. “Okay, now what? I don’t think you’re allowed to go out or to do any strenuous activities…”
Camilo groans. “Bed rest? That sucks.” Y/N shrugs. “You need it. Plus, there’s tons of indoor activities we could do that I’m pretty su–” her sentence is interrupted, “I’d enjoy doing anything as long as it’s with you.” Camilo smiles at Y/N.
The girl stands still, and speechless. “I was… I was going to suggest we paint the view from here…” Camilo smiles smugly and says, “Then get ready to see your face painted by a master artist.” He winks after. Y/N stares at him in disbelief. “Whatever! I’ll ask Dolores for her painting materials.” She walks away from Camilo’s room and makes her way to Dolores’s room.
Y/N taps the door three times with one finger. “Dolores?” She whispers, “I’m not sure if you’ve heard but, I was thinking that Camilo and I could borrow painting materials to… paint?” She doesn’t hear much from the other side of the door, but she’s sure that Dolores is gathering stuff for Y/N and Camilo to use.
Y/N’s right. The door opens and Dolores hands a bag of painting supplies to Y/N. “Enjoy, you two.” Y/N smiles at Dolores and replies, “We will. Gracias again to your family for letting me stay.”
Dolores chuckles. “It’s nothing. You’re part of the family now.” Y/N physically stops herself from squealing. She takes a deep breath. “Thank you.”
Y/N gradually dashes to Camilo’s room. She opens the door and quickly closes it. “Are you ready to paint?” Camilo nods. “Anything to do until you’re better.” Y/N kisses Camilo on the cheek. The two sit on the floor, cross-legged.
Y/N takes out the contents of the bag excitedly. “I’m going to paint flowers. Like the one Isabela makes.” Camilo smiles and looks for paintbrushes he could use. “Nice. And I’m going to make my favourite flower.”
Y/N’s raises an eyebrow, “What’s your favourite flower?” Camilo caresses her hair, and the flower tucked in her ear. “You.”
Bruno Madrigal x reader headcanons for Bruno dealing with the fact that his s/o is still upset with him for hiding in the walls for a whole decade and how he would try to make it up to them, please!
bruno madrigal headcanon
I've had so many ideas for this already, so let's go!
Pairing: romantic, relationship established
Reader's gender: not established, gender neutral and they/them
Warnings: mentions of neglect (i mean, the dude left for 10 years?), some angst but ends with fluff
I’m not so sure how I feel about this one. I tried my best though, so here you go! thank you so much for requesting and I hope you’ll like it!
Gif credit: @theimaginariemuse
okay first things first; Bruno felt abso-fucking-lutely miserable while being away from you. There wasn’t a day he didn’t struggle against the will to leave the walls just for you. However, he had to think about his family and forced himself to stay strong.
He’d see you, walking around Casita. Especially during the first few years, he saw you sulk around in constant worry and sadness. Though, those feelings slowly turned to worry, sadness and slight anger. How dared he leave? How dared he not say a word, to not tell you anything?
However, you never stop loving Bruno; always missing him dearly. The looks of pity his family sends you annoy you: they quite literally don’t talk about Bruno, ever!, but they are going to act sympathetic towards you?
Not gonna lie, Bruno would totally have a picture of the two of you in his little room. Oh and he would tell his rats about you! :<
Sometimes you go in his room (when no one is looking), just to sit in the sand.
Mirabel shows you the broken prophecy, soon as she finds it. She thinks that you’d want to help her.
You don’t, you tell her to not give you false hope.
Luckily, Mirabel was right.
When Mirabel reveals that she has found Bruno, you don’t believe your eyes. You have to make sure you aren’t hallucinating, because the man who you loved oh-so-dearly was back after disappearing for 10 years. In the heat of the moment you run to him, embracing his lanky figure as all pent up emotions come out of the both of you.
Like, you guys would just sob into each other’s arms. You’ll kiss all over his face while the family is just kinda- there?
You’ll thank Mirabel a billion times over and apologise for your behaviour towards her.
Eventually you calm down and slap his face. Like, come on. Your s/o left out of the blue for YEARS, kind of deserved tbh-
“10 years?” you’d ask, a tremble in your voice as your tears became ones of sadness and anger, “for 10 years you just- you left! I didn’t get a word from you!”
he’ll explain to you how he thought it was in everyone’s best interest. He’ll tell you everything that has happened.
And you understand it, really. You just didn’t understand how he couldn’t say anything to you! That he couldn’t let you know that he at least was okay.
“Where did you go?” you ask him.
As soon as he admits he’s been in the walls this entire time, you just get so overwhelmed by emotions.
“You were in the house this entire time? You just- You-” You let out an exaggerated sigh of disbelief, “You watched me cry for you! You heard me scream for you! I was searching for you whilst you were playing parkour in the walls!” tears of frustration and confusion were rolling down your cheeks. Your eyebrows drew together as you whispered: “All this time I’ve searched for you, the time I grieved, you were so close.”
Bruno stands there, his hands fiddling with the bottom of his poncho. Maybe you bought him that poncho, before everything, and that’s the reason he still wears that old thing. I don’t know, but it could be cute!
He just looks at you in shame, not knowing what to say or do. He has nothing to defend himself; you had every right to be as mad with him as you were.
“If Mirabel hadn’t found you, you would’ve stayed inside those walls for longer?”
Silence
“I-I need some time.”
And time you took.
Bruno would do his best to try and talk to you, but you avoid him. Too upset to talk to him at all.
He’ll give you small gifts, flowers and leave you notes.
You didn’t always read them, though.
That might sound like an asshole move, but imagine the anger you feel if he just left for 10 years??
After a couple weeks Mirabel comes to your room and talks to you.
She’ll basically explain everything and beg you to give her tío a second chance, leaving you with a lot to think over.
After a few more days you go looking for Bruno.
You find him sitting by the river and quietly go to sit down next to him. Bruno’s eyes grow wide as he looks at you, opening his mouth to speak.
However you don’t let him, “Let me talk, for a minute.”
“Although I am very much upset with you, Bruno, I have spent 10 years looking for you. I spent 10 years missing you. While I’m still mad, I don’t plan to waste any more time without you in my life.” you look at him, at his hopeful gaze, “It’s been 10 years, so we can’t just go from where we left off, but I’m ready to try again with you. To forgive you.”
At your words Bruno just starts crying, he hugs you. His fingers clutching on the fabric of your shirt, “I’m so sorry, mi amor. I don’t wish to ever hurt you like that again!” He’ll ramble on and on about how much he missed you and how sorry he felt.
Now, afterwards.
He will rarely leave your side, not without telling you where he’s going.
Obviously you asked this of him, in the beginning needing reassurance he’d stay.
But even as time goes on and you know he won’t go away again, he keeps this a habit.
He’ll introduce you to his rats.
Bruno is very set on spending (quality) time with you. He will take walks with you around town, swim with you in the river, play games; anything.
This man does everything in his power to regain and earn your trust.
He’ll make you food.
Well, he’ll try at least.
And when you eventually move back into his tower and his bed, he’ll make sure to hold you close every night.
You’ll pepper his face with kisses, having missed the way it got him all flustered.
He’s very proud about having you, too.
Long story short, you two leave happily ever after.
Hiii, I hope you're doing well. I don't know if you're still taking requests, but if you do, I was wondering if you could do a Luisa x female reader that's a little spicy. Where they haven't gone to the next level, but one day after some innocent kisses and touches they find that need to go a little further, but they don't say it, so they spend days teasing each other or flirting a little too much, until one perfect day they finally get into it. Thank you in advance
Tease
Dating Luisa madrigal felt like a dream, she was everything you ever dreamed of, strong, kind and beautiful inside out.
She could turn any bad day you’re having into something fun and lighter, like she she was doing now.
"And done!" You grabbed the small mirror laying on the bed and looked at your reflection with wide eyes.
"Oh my god this looks amazing amor" you said, admiring the little butterfly hair clips with your new hairstyle.
Luisa smiled proudly at her work "oh, it’s nothing" you giggled putting the mirror down and turning to face, her ears reddened softly as you leaned forward and kissed her soft plump lips.
She closed her eyes and cupped your face, kissing you back gently.
You loved kissing her, her small touches always felt nice and gentle against your skin but recently your body craved a little more.
She felt your warms warp around her neck making her dropping her hands and place them on your waist. She fell on her back with you on top of her.
Her hands went up and down your sides as your fingers went through her soft long locks.
Your body felt warmer and that was when you broke the little make out session, looking down at your beautiful girl, a little breathless.
"Uhm…so"you said pushing a strand of hair behind your ear.
To say it was awkward afterwards was kinda of an understatement but as days went on, things changed a little.
Her hands would lay on your waist longer then usually, squeezing your sides at times. You would teasingly whisper into her hear little complements to get her flustered in public places.
The kisses lingered longer than most and your hands ached to touch her every curve of skin on her body.
"Mis vida, can we go to my room" you said one day after she pinned you to make out behind your house.
Hello Encanto fandom do y’all have any drawing ideas bc I could really use some! I can’t promise that I’ll draw all or any but. I can certainly try!!! So if you have any ideas, reblog this post with them, or comment, or send me a message/ask, whatever you prefer!🌺🦋
Screw it, I’m gonna take encanto one shot requests!
I won’t do ship stuff, ie X-reader‘s, but anything else is fine! Feel free to send them as Asks, and I’ll start writing as I see em :)
