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blind | isabela madrigal x fem!reader
in which isabela has never seen something quite like you. inspired by role model’s song, blind.
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isabela madrigal x fem!bisexual!reader
friends to lovers
no smut
warnings: profanities, use of the k-word (jokingly)
she got the gold hoops, prada fit // i’m in love with all of it
she saw you for the first time a year after casita was rebuilt. you were dressed in clothes that obviously weren’t made in a small village like encanto. you also wore gold accessories to match with your luxurious set of clothes as you shared your table with señor valencia, the middle-aged man who was known as the town’s blacksmith.
your presence was radiating confidence, your poise obvious by how you sat and how you ate your food gracefully. for some reason, she could not look away. it seemed as if isabela found herself more and more mesmerised the longer she stared at you.
isabela was seated in a booth that was right across from your table, next to her papa agustin as they waited for their dinner in a warm little restaurant in the center of encanto.
her papa must’ve caught her staring at you, and so he whispered to his oldest daughter’s ear, “that’s señorita (y/n), señor valencia’s niece. she’s from abroad but she’s staying here for the summer due to her parents’ request. the gossiping ladies on the streets claim she’s a bit of a primadonna, but i think she’s quite nice!”
when dinner ended, agustin went over to your table and invited your uncle for a couple glasses of wine back in the casita and of course, you came along. it was your first time to see the wonderful madrigal home, and you were in awe of it and its magic.
agustin placed a hand on her daughter’s shoulder as he said, “señorita (y/n), would you appreciate a tour of la casa madrigal by isabela?”
isabela looked at her father, confused. agustin just smiled at his daughter and gave her a wink.
“i would, actually! this place is amazing,” you said with a smile.
isabela, with an encouraging push on the back from her father, walked towards you.
“this way, señorita! i’ll show you to the kitchen.”
once you’ve familiarised yourself with casita (and casita has familiarised itself with you), you and isabela found yourself back in the living room. your uncle, along with agustin and felix, were laughing obnoxiously as they sipped on their wine.
“(y/n), isabela, join us!” your uncle offered you both a seat on the couch next to him as he noticed your presence.
“thank you, señor. but i’ll pass,” isabela spoke, “i kinda wanna stay up in my room for a while.”
“can you show me your room?” you spoke, looking at her with hopeful eyes.
“of course, she can!” agustin exclaimed, “how about a bottle of wine to drink while you talk up in there?”
“papa, i’ll just show her my room. we won’t be long-”
“we’d love a bottle of wine, señor!” you said with a smile.
ex-boy didn’t get the picture, cut him out of it
three hours later, you were a drunken mess in isabela’s flowery bedroom floor. you drank the entire bottle of wine while isabela just looked after you, making sure you wouldn’t hurt yourself.
it was funny how she cared for you, a foreign girl she doesn’t even know.
“isabela, isabela,” you called her name twice, trying to get her attention in your drunken state.
“yeah?” she responded.
“sit down, come here,” you patted the space next to where you were sitting, “do you think i’m pretty?”
isabela looked at you, your face a little bit too close to not have her heart racing, “i mean, yeah, you’re pretty. prettier than everyone i’ve ever seen, actually.”
“thanks, ‘bela,” you said with wide smile, “you’re pretty, too. but like, you’re the kind of pretty that isn’t just pretty. you’re the kind of pretty that makes me go wow she’s pretty everytime i look at your face.”
she blushed as flowers sprouted in her hair.
“oh my god, that’s adorable,” you commented as you reached out to take one of the flowers from her hair, “he hated flowers, you know?”
“who does?” she asked.
“hugo, my ex-boyfriend,” you said, and a part of her feels jealous at the mere fact of somebody else being lucky enough to have you.
“he sounds like a dick,” isabela said, making you laugh out loud. you were drunk, and fairly amused at your new friend.
“what’s so funny?”
“i just didn’t expect you to say things like that. to be honest, i expect you to say something like, maybe it just wasn’t meant to be, or some other corny shit. you know, i loved him so much but he wanted all these things that i just didn’t want. like, getting married and having kids and building our own perfect family,” you looked at her, tears rolling down your cheeks, “god, i’m sorry. i shouldn’t be letting this all out on you.”
“no, no, no,” isabela said, “it’s okay. i know what it’s like.”
“you do?”
“yeah,” she looked at you with sincerity in her dark eyes, “i was engaged to a man i didn’t love.”
you chuckled, “i guess i’m a little like you, huh?”
“i guess you are.”
i fall pretty hard, never really getting far | you make everyone look like they aren't anyone
a month had passed by and both of you were getting closer and closer. in fact, you spend all of your time together now and you were also invited to dinner at casita a few times, slowly becoming friends with each of the madrigals.
speaking of casita and the madrigals, you were on your way there since there was a party to celebrate dolores and mariano’s engagement.
as soon as you entered the festive environment, you immediately found yourself dancing with dolores with a drink in your hand, laughing and talking with the newly-engaged woman.
isabela sat on one of the tables and she lightly sipped on her drink, looking over at you with a little smile on her face.
god, you were so beautiful. and to god, she was grateful to be able to witness the beauty of you.
“never thought that i’d see the isabela madrigal so lovesick,” mariano’s familiar voice flooded her ears as he took a seat beside hers.
“what are you talking about, mariano?” she turned to look at the man.
“señorita (y/n), you’ve fallen for her, haven’t you?”
“i’ve known her for a month.”
“my point still stands,” mariano said, “i know a person in love when i see one, hermosa.”
“i don’t even know what in love is.”
“i mean, even i didn’t know what it meant to be truly in love. until dolores came along and all of the ideas i had of love turned out to be incorrect.”
“that’s real sweet of you to say, mariano.”
“but this isn’t about me, mi amiga. i know that you know that you are in love with (y/n), so what are you afraid of?”
“i’m not afraid,” isabela grumbled.
“why are you hiding your feelings?”
“why are we having this conversation?”
“isabela,” mariano looked at her seriously, “you do know that she’s only here for the summer, right? she’ll be leaving in less than two months. if i were you, i’d tell her how i feel. you never know, maybe you’ll give her a reason to stay.”
hours after the party has ended, isabela looked up at the ceiling as she laid on her bed. thinking about what mariano said. thinking about love. thinking about you.
gripping her blanket in harsh realization, she whispered to herself, “fuck, i’m in love with (y/n).”
i haven't felt a thing this year and i'm only tryin' to be sincere
“i heard you last night,” dolores nudged her favorite cousin with her elbow as they ate their breakfast.
“oooh, what did isabela say?” camilo teased.
“it’s a girl thing, you wouldn’t get it,” dolores dismissed her brother.
“i can be a girl,” camilo said before shapeshifting into you, causing isabela to drop her fork in shock, “so, what is it?
“can you not turn into (y/n)?” isabela said, annoyed.
“does it make you uncomfortable when i turn into your girlfriend? are you fighting the urge to make out with me right now?”
“ew!” isabela exclaimed, pushing camilo off his chair as he turned back to himself.
“what is going on over there?” abuela asked her three grandchildren at the other end of the table.
“nothing, abuela,” the three of them said in unison.
abuela alma went back to her food, and so did the rest of the family. camilo has turned the other way to bother mirabel and dolores nudged isabela with her elbow once again.
“i also heard señor valencia and (y/n) last night,” dolores said.
“and?”
“(y/n)’s leaving in two days.”
isabela’s world stopped.
“no. she’s leaving in two months,” isabela said, denying whatever it was that dolores said.
“her parents want her back home as soon as possible, isa.”
isabela stood up from the table and ran out of casita’s front door, ignoring sounds of confusion from her family. she ran to the direction of your house, bumping on some of the locals in the way. she knocked loudly once she finally reached your front door, impatience running through her knuckles.
you opened the front door, seeing isabela a heaving and sweaty mess, “isabela, what on earth-”
“i love you. and i’m sorry that i won’t be able to prove to you just how much i do because i was too much of a coward to admit it but i’m here now, and i can admit with my whole heart that i am so fucking in love with you and i’ve never met anybody quite like you-"
“isabela…”
“-and i’m sure that i never will. i know you’re leaving soon but i just can’t watch you go without telling you how i feel because i might just die if i keep it to-”
“isabela.”
“-myself. so i’m telling you again, (y/n), i am in love with you, and i’d tell you a million fucking times more if that’s what it takes for you believe-”
“isabela!”
“...yes?”
“i’m in love with you, too.”
“you are?”
“yes. and i’m not leaving any time soon. i don’t think i want to.”
isabela couldn’t help it. she took your face in her hands and kissed you, pouring each and every ounce of affection she had into your lips.
after a moment, she pulled away, “wait, did you say that you weren’t leaving anytime soon? i thought you were leaving in two days.”
“where’d you hear that from?” you chuckled.
isabela froze in realization, “i’m gonna kill dolores.”
you placed another kiss on her lips, causing her to blush.
“i think i might thank her, actually,” isabela said before kissing you back, wrapping her arms around your waist.
i've never seen something quite like you
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How do you organize your writing? Do you put everything for one fic in one document, and if so what do you do when it starts getting laggy? If you write a scene ahead of where you’re currently at, do you put it somewhere else or do you leave some kind of indicator that it’s a future scene?
To be completely honest I just have several tabs open on Calmly Writer at the same time (which Arson really doesnt like) and I flit back between them rapidly.
Like one tab might be my notes and draft + placeholders and then I might copy paste that into a new tab and rewrite the scenes to final draft, or a tab might just have a series of out-of-context and out of order scenes that I needed to jot down really fast and I rearrange things properly as I go.
For example: the first tab labled 'Notes' is a bunch of notes and placeholder scenes and jotted down bullet points for Chapter 17 of Solar Lunacy while the next tab is Chap 18. (Though they'd probably be split into more chaps because of the word count and I never split them) The third one was a Monty x YN oneshot I was working on but I might scrap and the tab after that is the Final draft of Chapter 17.
All the ones after that are TROD Au related but it's inbeween chapter notes, scenes, and two rough drafts. The one that I'm currently tabbed in on is Chapter 7 that I'm currently finishing up and plan on posting in the next few hours.
I don't really have a super organized way of putting together my fic but I do recommend Calmly Writer and Zen Writer as writing programs if anyone wants those. Also for that last question YEAH okay so I make paragraph indentations at the start of every scene (think of line breaks in TROD) and later on during a re-write decide if this is supposed to be here or does this fit the flow and the character's development more if this were to happen in the future.
I don't usually use a mark or anything to indicate whether it's for here or for later, I can usually copy paste my writing into the proper spot and if it's seperated from the rest of the text then I just read the scene itself and I can remember where it goes.
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It's so funny to me how Dazai canonically has yandere/murderous women after him. And I absolutely love Chuuya for basically blackmailing him about it.
Seeing Dazai get scared for a moment at that idea is hilarious. Maybe don't mess with every single woman you see then, you damn womanizer.
"I had a few ideas as to who it could be, so I contacted them one by one until I found the criminal." This dude-
"I convinced her that it just wasn't going to work out between the two of us." Please- LMAO.
Yeah. No wonder he didn't want Chuuya giving out his address to those women.
I love the headcanon that Chuuya keeps in touch with the ladies whose hearts Dazai had broken back in his PM days in order to blackmail him about it.
(These excerpts are from the first chapter of Untold origins -"the daily lives of a certain detective agency")
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Platonic Yanderes give me life!!! I was wondering if you could do HC of platonic Yandere Hisoka and Illumi young teen reader who’s really strong but gets hurt often bc they’re super reckless, they don’t know what safety is they just know fight, Thank you!! They’re the ultimate Yandere dads!!!💖
Yes they are!
Platonic!Yandere Hisoka:
Oh man, this guy is just as bad as you. I mean he just does whatever the hell he wants, the biggest difference is that he picks fights he knows he can win, you don’t.
You run around picking fights, talking smack with the wrong people, and simply not giving a single fuck. The mafia, other hunters, and even the Phantom Troupe aren’t off your fuckery radar. It’s one of your favorite things and it’s obvious the power has started getting to your head.
Hisoka finds it entertaining. He is like a big brother in which he’ll watch you train and fight others, but when things get ugly he’ll step in and finish the fight. You are his little fighter, and no one is going to kill you unless it’s him.
Let’s be honest, you probably found this guy because you heard someone recently became a floor master and you wanted to kick his ass. You challenged him when you won enough fights, and he was impressed. That being said, he wipped the floor with you. Blood everywhere, both yours and his.
So you returned a second time, and before you could challenge him again for the floor master title, he decided to have a chat with you. He told you he would help train you if you got rid of one of the other floor mastered. After all you wouldn’t win against him, he was going easy on you. You took this opportunity, you’d get him once you get stronger so who cares.
After that you two became partners in crime. You would always lead, doing whatever reckless things you wanted to do. Hisoka on the other hand would watch and every once in a while he’d engage into whatever you are doing.
What a good big brother eh?
Platonic!Yandere Illumi:
Oh no, another Killua incident huh? Welp, let’s make this simple and say he uses his pins to manipulate you into running if things get too tough.
Of course I don’t think he would be as intense for you unlike his little brother. I think he only uses it to keep you from going to far, knowing you you totally would eventually. So you barely even notice the pin and you probably wouldn’t ever figure it out. You simply think that fear is you telling yourself to back off, not someone else.
Illumi wants you to get stronger, not to fight later on, but to be like a partner. I think he would act like a big brother borderline father figure. He will get rid of anyone away if he thinks you are getting too close to them. You won’t even realize how quickly he becomes your only friend.
Of course he makes you immensely powerful, giving you small tastes of what it is like to train like a Zoldyck. It sucks, but damn do you get super strong. And that kinda makes your reckless behavior worse. Illumi didn’t see that coming.
He still trains you, and it comes to the point where you are eventually “adopted” by Illumi (not officially). Everyone kinda thinks you are a daughter to him and it’s kinda true. His family doesn’t really care too much, his father and grandfather are skeptical. His mother finds it cute and likes seeing you. Illumi’s other family members don’t really care, they didn’t expect you two to get along though.
No one expected you two to get along.
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Loose Leaf Hisoka Hcs✧
•┈♔◦☓◦☙◦♔◦☙◦☓◦♔┈ ⋅𖥔⋅ ━━✶━━ ⋅𖥔⋅ •
Some of these came out super cracky and I'm not complaining. This is loose leaf (anything, random, dropped from the tree at random) afterall soo
I've mentioned this before, and it's quite popular, but Hisoka likes tarot. He has made his own cards before and has a few he's bought. He's not deep into anything but they normally seem to work pretty well and he's definitely intrigued
He actually reads every so often, it's just at the most bored of times where he's waiting in his Heaven's Arena room or somewhere else. He's more in to dark romance (duh), sci fi for some reason, and horror fiction- sometimes nonfiction. He's not big on that kind of escapism and doesn't get attached to it as much as I think Chrollo does. He barely even cares about the characters too much and would obviously prefer only the most romantic or gruesome things to happen to them. He doesn't really analyze it either or try to find the deeper meaning because he just kinda...knows? Already? No matter what, ya know? He's kind of just there for the scenes themselves if that makes sense and he's more of a self-insert imagination reader than a character-detail focussed reader.
Major issue with drinking water. It's just so boring to him it's not like it's bad or he forgets but anytime he realizes he's thirsty he legitimately goes "Hmm, well I could get water but... there's lemonade in the fridge...or juice...hm"
I don't want to headcanon this because I do this and it would just be the best feeling but most unhealthy thing if we were in a relationship together with this..he has maladaptive daydreaming disorder. Maybe maybe he doesn't fully struggle with it in some aus as an adult but as a kid it was a major issue. It passes time and I feel like it makes sense. He lowkey has a hard time with things that aren't intense enough (example his taste it books because he has the capability to like really anything but If we're talking about this...I also feel like so much just isn't enough). Maladaptive daydreaming would be both a way to cope with life not always being an intense feeling and whirlwind of chaos but also be the furthering cause for never feeling like something is enough.
That one took a toll on me whew anywho ignore sadness and slight angst, moving on
As a child he used to be somewhat of a ScruffyBoy™ and just had the perfect aesthetic of not caring when his knee got scraped on the sidewalk, walking around with it, rolling up his pants and wading through water that probably has leaches because he saw a shiny dead fish to play with. Just that. He had all that at one point. It's not that he completely doesn't now but obviously if he's wearing something nice in the city and trips he's gonna be upset about stains that aren't blood. I find it kinda funny
I mean, we already know this but he is very comfortable with being naked. Apparently most guys aren't? I mean in every way not just 'water pond in the open is a bit too much' but like sleeping?? House alone??? After shower for an hour?? Well Hisoka definitely isn't like that, very comfortable bc I say so.
He is an astrology bitch who has everyone's birth chart memorized
When his hair is long enough he can put in in a ponytail/maybe a tiny tiny bun. I'm talking heaven's arena shower scene hair not anything else idk why they didn't continue drawing his like that
I don't know why this idea is weird to me enough to make it a full-on headcanon like it isn't a normal thing, but let me give some explanation. The Hunter x hunter universe and its people are weird af, I feel like nobody except leorio carries a goddamn wallet around. But also you know what? Hisoka has a wallet. He has an obnoxious colored, old, stained wallet and keeps some money in it. Considering most of his money is in accounts from winning fights I'm sure it's not much but sometimes he'll just pickpocket a bitch for fun. He has a picture of himself in there too, and random trinkets like earrings he found on the street or a lil sticker.
His favorite cereal is lucky charms or crunch berries
He's the type of person to seem like he has a lot of knowledge at random like Chrollo but actually it's very limited to that specific thing and it's not because he took time to study the topic but because he heard it once. For instance, he would talk about Orion's Belt but has no experience in the position or meaning of the actual constellations (He's good with some astrology. Not the actual stars part. He barely knows anything only goes off of loose stereotypes for signs and only knows Orion's Belt). Another example is simple house hacks or knowledge. He can't fix a simple pipe and can't understand what could possibly be clogging the shower, but he knows not to put lemon in tin/metal bowls because it doesn't go well with the acid in the lemon. He's not good at getting stains out of the tub from hair color and he can't do any good with plaster despite the amount of holes he'll make for fun but if he cared at least he can perfectly arrange food in the fridge using psychological thinking for picking healthier snacks, making better tasting meals even if it would normally take more time, and keeping it looking pretty
Slight self ship moment: which is why he would be great husband for ya bitch with adhd (✿^‿^)
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