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autisticlancemcclain · 1 year

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The first time Keith sees the boy is a brief flash of eye contact through the classroom door before he’d averted his eyes and looked away. Keith glances around the room to see if anyone else had noticed the boy, but he seems to be the only one, so he dismisses it. Probably just someone from another grade going to the washroom or something.

The second time he sees the boy is thirty-two minutes later, when he knocks on the door. Miss Dindial opens the door, ushering him in, and then asks him why he’s come to visit.

“To come to class,” he says simply, hooking his thumbs on his backpack straps. Keith thinks that it’s strange that he still has it on him, since they were a couple hours into the day already. First recess has even passed.

“I have all my students already,” Miss Dindial responds with a furrowed brow. “I think there might have been a mix up.”

“This is the fourth grade class, right?” the boy clarifies, brown eyes wide and a little nervous. “I wasn’t sure. I couldn’t find it earlier. That’s why I’m late.”

Keith thinks back to the way the boy had walked past the classroom earlier. He tries to remember the boy’s expression, but his mind comes up blank.

“It might be best if you just stay here until I get this sorted with the office,” Miss Dindial decided. “Until then, you can grab a seat — oh, I’m sorry, sweetheart. I didn’t get your name!”

“I’m Leandro Agustín Nuñez Carmen Esposita-McClain. But you can call me Lance.”

Ha. L-A-N-C-E. Keith has never met someone who’s name is an acronym before.

Miss Dindal blinks. Then she smiles, eyebrow raising. “Clever. Now go on ahead and sit down, Lance. You can put your bag by your chair. Right now we’re discussing class rules for this year — you haven’t missed much. Now —”

Keith stops listening, going back to staring out the window. Every so often, he glances three rows over to where the boy — Lance —has chosen to sit, watching him diligently writing on a piece of paper. Keith wonders if he’s really taking notes. He doesn’t know any other fourth graders who take notes. He wonders if Lance is one of those brainy, know-it-all teacher’s pets who tattles all the time.

Something tells him he isn’t.

Lance looks up, catching Keith staring. Keith flushes and looks away. He chances another peek, several minutes later, only to find Lance still looking at him. He smiles, wiggling his fingers in a little wave, then goes back to writing. Keith wonders what that means.

When the lunch recess bell finally rings, he scrambles out like everyone else. He looks for Lance on the playground, but doesn’t see him anywhere. He doesn’t see the boy for the rest of the day, actually.

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The third time he sees the boy is on the bus the next day.

Keith is the first person on the bus, then a group of eighth-graders who pat him on the head before they go sit at the back. After them, usually, is Ethan from sixth grade. He’s a butthead who always starts fights when no one’s looking and then gets Keith in trouble for it later. Keith hates him. But instead of turning left on Ethan’s street, today, the bus turns right, onto an unpaved road leading to the more rural areas. Keith’s never been down there before.

The bus goes down the road for ten minutes before stopping at an old, run-down house, paint peeling around the edges. It’s the new boy — Lance — who waits at the curb, nervously picking at the ratty sleeve of his shirt. He boards the bus with his head down, mumbling a thanks to the driver before glancing up to find a seat.

When he makes eye contact with Keith, his whole face lights up. He waves excitedly, moving forward, put he pauses suddenly before he sits down, suddenly shy and unsure.

“Um. Hello. I’m in your class, my name’s —”

The bus lurches forward, sending Lance tumbling, right on top of Keith, squishing him into the window.

“Oof,” Keith exhales, but doesn’t shove Lance off of him. He’s not sure why. That would be his usual move.

“Sorry! Dios, I’m so sorry!” Lance squeaks, scrambling up. He kneels on the seat next to Keith, but doesn’t go to a different seat. This pleases Keith, for some reason.

“‘S’okay,” he assures. “You’re basically a feather, anyway.”

Lance giggles, some of the nervousness leaving his posture. Keith thinks that he’d like to make it all go away.

“I’m Lance,” he says sticking out his hand.

“I know,” Keith replies, shaking it.

Lance laughs again, and Keith finds himself grinning.

“I know you know, I saw you smile when I introduced myself yesterday. You have a nice smile. I just introduced myself again because I want to know your name.”

Keith’s ears turn red. Oh.

“Keith,” he blurts out. He’s not sure if he’s more embarrassed about the smile comment or the fact that he forgot to introduce himself, but Lance doesn’t seem to mind.

“That’s a cool name. I’ve never heard it before. Keith.” He puts a lot of emphasis on the ‘ee’ sound, cutting the ‘th’ short so it almost sounds like a ‘t’. Keith likes the way he says it.

“I moved from Cuba earlier this year —“ that explains the accent — “so everything here is kind of strange. English is a very weird language. Why are so many of the words the same? I do not understand it.”

“You don’t seem to have much trouble with it,” Keith observes.

“That’s because I’m smart,” Lance says, but it’s more of a statement of fact. The sky is often blue, the ocean is salty, Lance-from-Cuba is smart. Keith thinks his confidence is admirable. He wonders if public school will crush it to death.

He hopes not.

“Plus, Cuban schools start in August and end in May, so we moved here in May and I had more months to learn it. I was lonely, though.” Lance frowns. Keith wonders what he can do to make him smile again.”

“Why were you lonely?” he asks hesitantly.

“I left all my friends in Cuba, and all the other kids were in school all day, so I haven’t had the chance to make any friends yet. Except for you, of course.” Lance’s face gets unsure again, and he looks at Keith shyly. “If that’s okay with you.”

Keith nods frantically. He’s never had a friend before, and he likes Lance. He’d like to be his friend.

“Great!” Lance chirps, smiling his sunny smile again. Keith can’t help but smile back — it’s almost like Lance’s smiles are contagious. “I’ve never had a friend with a mullet before! I like it, though. You look cool.”

The two of them chat for the rest of the ride — well, mostly Lance. He’s a bit of a motormouth, but Keith doesn’t mind. It means he doesn’t have to talk as much. And Ethan doesn’t bother him when he sees Keith’s not alone, so that’s a bonus.

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The fourth time he sees Lance is the next day. Lance sits with him, again, and they talk until school. They hang out a recess, too. Keith notices that although Lance never runs out of things to say to him, he’s kinda shy around everyone else. Quiet. Gets stressed if too many people are talking to him, and the screaming that’s a constant on the playground makes him wince. They take to playing make-believe on the field a distance away from the playground — they’re currently playing space defenders.

The next two days are the weekend, so Keith doesn’t see Lance at all. He stays at the group home he’s currently staying in, reading quietly in the tree in the backyard until his foster mother calls him in for bedtime

The fifth time he sees Lance is on Monday, and it’s not much different from Friday. Lance sits with him on the bus and talks his ear off until they get to school, and then they play together every recess. Lance even helps Keith during math, which he appreciates. He finds out Lance is very good with numbers. He has the multiplication table memorized up to fifteen, which Keith thinks is crazy, but Lance admits he can only do that because his dad makes him write them out every day after school.

The sixth time he sees Lance is the day after that, again, on the bus. This time, when Ethan boards after Lance, he doesn’t sneer at Keith and go to to the back with the other older kids. He seats in the seat directly behind them. Keith tenses immediately.

“What’s wrong?” Lance whispers.

“Nothing,” Keith replies tersely. He doesn’t know how to explain the situation to Lance, and besides, there’s not much Lance can do anyway.

Ethan, unfortunately, notices Keith’s tension, and laughs meanly. “Aw, Oliver Twist,” he mocks, “you didn’t think I forgot about you, didja? C’mon now, I’m not like your mommy. I won’t ditch ya. We have lots more time together, isn’t that right, Keith?”

Keith grits his teeth, pressing back the tears burning hotly at his eyes. He’s over the stupid Oliver Twist jokes – Ethan uses them so much they’re boring, now – but he’s embarrassed that he made them in front of Lance. In front of his new friend.

Through the blur of his watery eyes, Keith sees a small hand clench, feels Lance shift as he turns around the face the bully.

“Leave Keith alone,” he hisses.

“Ooooh, Keith!” Ethan laughs, “got your boyfriend protecting you now? Guess you really are a KoGAYne! Ha! Do your foster brothers know you’re a f—”

There’s the heavy thud noise of skin hitting skin, and the sickening sound of a bone crunching. Ethan screams, and the bus lurches to a stop. Keith whips around, eyes wide, only to find Lance glaring down at Ethan, knuckles split and red.

“My nose!” Ethan screams. “The little freak broke my nose!”

The bus driver storms down the aisle, demanding an explanation, and Ethan cries a made-up sob story about how he was just minding his business when the weirdo new kid came out of nowhere and decked him in the face ‘to show who’s boss around here’.

Keith snorts quietly. Yeah, right. Lance is no more a bully than fly to the moon — yesterday, he saw a worm dried up on the pavement and cried so hard Keith was worried he’d throw up. He’d insisted they have a funeral for it.

Regardless, the bus driver believes Ethan, and yanks Lance by the arm to the seat behind her. Keith stares after him with wide eyes, worried, but Lance shrugs and shoots him a wink.

Keith doesn’t see him for the rest of the school day, or the day after that.

———

The seventh time he sees Lance he is relieved. Lance strolls down the middle aisle of the bus, plopping down next to Keith. There are four Hello Kitty bandages on his left hand.

“What happened?” Keith whispers.

Lance grins. “I got suspended, and I’m grounded for two weeks, but that’s it.”

Keith stares at him, a little awed. “You got grounded? For me?”

“Of course!” Lance assures. “You’re my friend! I wasn’t gonna let that butthead say those mean things about you. You’re too cool for him, anyway.”

Keith stops counting after that.

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ginnyweatherby · 2 years

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Thinking a lot about the "Chores" scene today and how badly I wish it was kept. There's just so many good parts to it.

Mirabel in her adorable little overalls. I might draw her wearing these:

Agustín calling her "sweetheart" as he comforts her:

Félix and Agustín's little butt wiggle as they make the beds:

Mirabel dusting Félix's face with the feather duster because he scares her:

Félix: we can go anywhere! Dolores' room, Antonio's room, Abuela's room...

Agustín: not Abuela's room.

Félix: nooooot Abuela's room!

Félix calling Pepa "mami":

Agustín playing guitar:

and making these faces at Félix:

not to mention all the Oscar/Bruno backstory and the heartbreaking "I wish I was dead" reveal.

#i just... i just love this scene a lot okay #disney #encanto #mirabel madrigal #félix madrigal #agustín madrigal #felix madrigal #agustin madrigal #random ramblings #EDIT: i thought they were rolling the bedding which is why i included it in the gif. i see now they were rolling one of Lu's weights.

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hourglass-dreams · 2 years

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Rating the Madrigal simps on how much they scare me.

Alma simps: 10/10 first off, I don't think you exist but also, it feels like you're crushing on your own grandmother and it's... I'm just gonna leave it there.

Julieta simps: 1/10 you guys are adorable. That's it

Pepa simps: 7/10 unproblematic and wholesome but I feel like you would beat the shit out of someone

Bruno simps: 6/10. I fall into this category XD but some of you guys take it to the next level. Either we're a bunch of whump lovers or horny freaks.

Isabela simps: 7/10 I also fall into this category💖 you guys are fucking awesome and badass but you can be so mean at the same time.

Dolores simps: 2/10. Your queen is always being villanized for no damn reason and I'm tired of it too. You guys are so damn sweet, you mind your business.

Luisa simps: 2/10 I haven't seen any one of you cause problems and I love that about you. Besides some of you making Luisa a walking stereotype, the majority of you are chill. 💖

Camilo simps: 9/10. Unless you are a minor I do not want to see you sexulaizing this 15 year old or I and a lot of other people will break your knee caps. You guys will literally rip someone apart if they say anything against Camilo and there's a lot of you.

Mirabel simps: 2/10. again. If you're not a minor, I will come for you. Besides the gross ass shipping some of you do (this goes for all of the characters) you guys are so chill and unproblematic. I don't see a lot of you but when I do, it's always someone being a sweetheart and I love that 💖

Agustín and or Félix: 1/10 you guys are just here for a good time, nothing wrong with that. You don't cause harm.

#encanto #bruno madrigal #camilo madrigal #mirabel madrigal #abuela alma madrigal #agustin madrigal #julieta madrigal #disney encanto #felix madrigal #proshitters dni #anti proshitter #encanto fandom

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gamerbearmira · 2 years

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Snoppit

A whimpering sound woke Agustin up. How long have they been asleep for? He'll figure that out later, was someone upset?

He fumbled to grab his glasses on the bed. Once he finally found them, he turned to look at Antonio. The young boy seemed to have fallen off his lap and was spread out over Mira's bed. He was covered in the many stuffed animals he brought in here. He was still lightly snoring.

After making sure Antonio wasn't in any distress, Agustin looked sadly to his other side. He knew what's happening.

Mirabel's head was buried in his shoulder with what felt like wet spots forming on his shirt. Her hand was untangled from her blankets and was digging into his vest.

Another nightmare. She's been having them constantly ever since she got sick. Sure nightmares aren't uncommon, but the ones she having have never been seen before. She can't even talk about them without panicking there that bad.

Agustin quickly picked up his daughter and placed her in his lap. He started rubbing her back and quietly hummed a tune he heard Julieta sing to all their children. It always seemed to calm them down.

"Tio?" Agustin looked over to see the young boy rub his face sleepily. His eyes widened as he looked at Mirabel. "Is she ok? Is she having bad dreams again?"

Agustin nodded slowly, continuing to hum. Antonio put his hand on Mira's arm and rubbed it, trying to match what his Tio was doing.

Mira pushed her head deeper into her father's chest, her crying was getting louder.

"Mirabel cariño, it's alright. You're safe. Wake up." Agustín spoke just loud enough for both of them to hear.

Mirabel's grip loosened slowly. She picked her head up slightly to look at both of them. Agustín pulled her closer to hug her. Antonio moved his hand up to her face to wipe her tears away.

He started whispering a song she always sung to him. Mira smiled slightly as she cuddled closer to both of them.

Cariño = Sweetheart

SOBBING I LOVE AGUSTÍN AND ANTONIO SO MUCH THEY ARE. THE BEST <3333

I will sob over them. This is so cute, Agustín, my beloved <333

Me blasting Umbrella (K. GNU) and rethinking everything after reading to this:

#encanto #my asks are open #my asks #encanto au #au #encanto mirabel #encanto antonio #encanto agustin #poison mirabel au

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iconsrainbow · 6 months

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agustín guardis icons (hes a argentinian streamer)

pleeeeassseee sweetheart 💗

done baby

#agustin guardis #icons agustin guardis #icons sem psd #icons #icons without psd

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mirabelmadrigal10182004 · 1 year

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*Bedtime*

Mirabel: [humming]

Julieta: Alright, girls. It's time go to bed.

Mirabel: Mooom...!

Isabela: I love Mike Wazowski. good night.

Julieta: Good night, sweetheart.

Luisa: Good night, mom!

Agustín: Sleep tight, girls.

*door closes*

#disney encanto #disney mirabel #mirabelencanto #mirabel madrigal #isabela madrigal #luisa madrigal #julieta madrigal #agustin madrigal

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artistmarchalius · 2 years

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I love this movie, every time I watch it I see something I haven’t seen before.

Agustín, my man, sweetheart, you’re putting the tile in upside down! He’s accident-prone but he means well.

#encanto #encanto agustín #agustín madrigal #disney #he’s trying his best #he means well #too busy loving his wife and family to pay attention to the task at hand #i love this man your honor

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julietas-basil · 2 years

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Since Pepa is doing the job no every day because she does other things on the side she doesn't have an office so go hangout with Agustín and everytime she comes she says things like "damn maybe I'm sitting right where my sister had sex, that nice." He just looks up at her and "sweetheart, if you're not happy about it I just want you to know that your bone buddy got a office too" "first of all not bone buddy. boyfriend. And second of all thanks hun." "No problem, go get banged babe. Hope you have fun." "Oh I will." And she goes to Félix, but most of the time she stays to annoy him. (Them using pet names is my all life honestly)

Pepa is incredible honestly the boldness and the willingness that eminates in her aura is what makes me love her even more as a character! Felix is such a man whore pls

#anon ask #encanto au #pepa madrigal #felix madrigal #pepa and felix

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enchanted-encanto · 2 years

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La Canción de Mi Corazón / The Song of My Heart—Chapter 57: Time Flies

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Read this story on AO3 here!

Fandom: Encanto (2021)

Overall Fic Rating: Explicit (for smut)

Relationships: Bruno Madrigal/Natalia Moreno (Original Female Character)

Characters: Bruno Madrigal Natalia Moreno, Original Characters, Félix Madrigal, Agustín Madrigal, Luisa Madrigal, Mirabel Madrigal, Camilo Madrigal, Antonio Madrigal, Dolores Madrigal, Isabela Madrigal, Pepa Madrigal, Julieta Madrigal, "Abuela" Alma Madrigal

Chapter Summary: Bruno reacts to seeing Natalia all dolled up for a gig, and talks about upcoming events with family the next morning.

Chapter Warnings: This chapter contains NSFW content! I have put "*************************" at the beginning and end of the adult section of this chapter to mark it in case anyone would prefer to skip those type of sections.

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Natalia walked in quietly through the front door of the casita, being extra careful to not make too much noise with her high heels clicking on the ground. She had a singing gig earlier that evening that went a bit late into the night, with her arriving home around 1 am. She had planned her week around this particular gig, as it was a large fancy annual party in town that paid her well. She would open the bakery a little later than usual the next morning to make sure she got some sleep and had time to prep.

That evening she wore a sleek black velvet cocktail dress that went down to just above her knees, with a sweetheart neckline and off the shoulder long sleeves. She had black high heels on to match, something she was very excited to take off soon. She had on long goldleaf earrings and her hair was tied up in an elegant high bun on her head. She wore her engagement ring and wedding band on her left hand and a thin gold band on her right hand. Around her neck she wore a necklace that had been Bruno and their children's birthday gift to her that year–a delicate gold chain with a charm made up of three interlocking silver circles, each circle containing the names of one of the kids on it. Emilia had worn the necklace every single day since she'd received it, making sure to always keep it close to her heart.

Her lips were painted a deep blood red and she wore striking black mascara and winged eyeliner that brought out her emerald eyes. Bruno had not gotten to see Natalia before the event, as she had to get ready and leave straight from the bakery to make it to the party on time. She was very happy with how her outfit and overall look had come together and was a bit disappointed that Bruno would be asleep before he could see her.

When she walked a few steps into the house, she was surprised to see that the light in the living room was still on. She figured someone must have left it on by mistake and walked over to shut it off. She was surprised and amused to see her husband fast asleep on the couch, a book he'd been reading still in his hand laying across his chest.

She approached him, and gently nudged him on the shoulder.

"Amor?" She whispered.

Bruno stirred, blinking slightly before fully looking up to see his wife standing in front of him. He took a moment to process his surroundings, before breaking out into a smile.

"Hi my love." He said breathlessly. "Look how gorgeous you are, Dios mío."

Natalia's heart stirred. She hated to have to wake him but was happy that he did get to see her in her work getup after all. And, admittedly, she found his scratchy "just waking up" voice to be very sexy.

Bruno sat up on the couch, moving his book to the side. He scratched the back of his neck and then stretched before taking another long look at Natalia.

He felt like his head was swimming watching the way her velvet dress hugged her body, the way her collarbones teased him as she moved. The shade of her lips seemed to be calling to him, she completely took his breath away.

"I must have dozed off after I put the kids to bed but–my god Natalia, look at you."

Natalia giggled, approaching him and lovingly placing her hand on his cheek before she leaned down and kissed him deeply.

"Thank you baby. I'm sorry I had to wake you up."

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"Oh, don't be sorry." Bruno said, his tone low and flirtatious. "I would've never forgiven myself if I missed seeing you in this."

He pulled Natalia in closer to kiss her again, and as their kisses grew more intense she crawled into his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.

He ran his hands along her back, enjoying the feeling of the velvet fabric along his fingertips. When their lips parted he began kissing along her jawline, his breathing growing heavier the more of her skin he tasted. Her breathing quickened as well, feeling the warmth of his lips on her skin and his hands discovering every inch of her.

"Should we take this upstairs?" Natalia exhaled softly into his ear, biting his earlobe gently as she finished speaking.

Bruno felt like his entire body was aflame, and wordlessly picked her up under her legs and rushed up the stairs, leaving his book to fall on the floor behind them. Natalia laughed and kissed his cheek over and over again as he carried her.

He set her down on the ground in their bedroom, locking the door behind them. Natalia made a show of slipping her panties off and kicking them away from her with her high heel before taking them off as Bruno watched. He rushed up to her and kissed her again, guiding her to sit on his lap on the bed.

She kissed along his neck and bit along his collarbone while she unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it off as quickly as she could. She felt him getting harder and harder beneath her, and gave him a devilish grin as she undid the zipper of his pants and let his erection out of it.

Bruno sighed as she stroked along his length, throbbing with need for her.

"Lift me up and take me, Bruno." Natalia whispered in his ear, making him shiver.

He took her by her waist and lifted her up gently, guiding her back down slowly as she slid down onto him. Both of them exhaled in relief as he filled her, the skirt of her dress floating around them. Her legs on either side of her, she began to slowly rock back and forth, throwing her head back behind her. Bruno pulled the front of her dress down, revealing her breasts to him. He leaned forward and kissed along one of her breasts, biting down gently on one of her nipples.

"Bruno–" Natalia breathed, her back arching further as he claimed her with his mouth.

He pulled his lips back from her chest and found the zipper on the back of her dress. He unzipped it and immediately began to explore the warm, soft skin on her back. She began to increase the speed of her bounces and Bruno wrapped his arms around her waist, holding onto her tightly as they made wordless, passionate love to one another.

When they pulled back from their embrace, their eyes met. The look Natalia gave Bruno made him feel weak all over–a hungry, needy, desperately turned on expression that further fanned the flame inside of him.

He switched their position, laying Natalia flat on her back on their bed. She pulled her sleeves out of her dress and he helped her tug the rest of it off, throwing it away from them. He took off the rest of his clothing quickly and then slid back inside of her, watching proudly as she moaned deeply upon his entrance. He loved the way her styled hair was becoming messier by the second on their pillows, the soft jingling of her earrings as he ravaged her, the smell of her perfume lingering in the air. They were more in love with each other than ever, and both of them knew all of the exact ways to make each other feel incredible.

Natalia moaned softly over and over again as Bruno thrust into her, putting her arms behind her trying to find a pillow to grab on to. Bruno saw this and pinned her arms down instead, making her need for him triple in an instant. She loved it when he took control like this, and surrendered to him completely.

As Bruno increased in speed,Natalia gasped, feeling her orgasm rising up to the surface at a blistering pace.

"Fuck, Bruno, baby-!" She cried out in attempt at a hushed voice, barely able to control her volume.

"Are you going to come for me, bella?" Bruno growled, his bright green eyes making her heart pound even harder. "I want to feel you come around me."

"God, yes, yes–" Natalia's eyes closed tightly as she felt her orgasm clench around him inside of her, a kaleidoscope of colors appearing behind her eyes as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her.

Bruno was, as was so often the case, completely awed by her beauty as she moved beneath him. He let go of her arms and kissed her deeply, and she instantly wrapped her arms around his back. She moved her hands and ran her nails all along his back before moving to his chest and stomach, trying to touch as much of him as she possibly could. Feeling her touch him and the look in her eyes as she did, he reached his own peak with a deep, satisfied moan.

He pulled out of her and then laid down beside her. She immediately turned to him and they began to kiss passionately once again, both of them barely able to breathe.

"You are so sexy." Natalia said in a warm voice as their lips parted.

"You make me crazy, baby." Bruno responded, taking her by the chin and kissing her again. "I'm so in love with you."

"I love you more every second, Bruno Madrigal." Natalia sighed, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him.

"I'm sorry I ruined your lovely hairdo. And lipstick." Bruno chuckled.

"I happen to love when you ruin me." Natalia flirted, making butterflies fill up Bruno's stomach.

"I very nearly just took you right there on the living room couch."

Natalia let out a low laugh. "Mm, as fun as that sounds that's all we'd need is to have one of our kids come down for a glass of water and we have to explain the "special hug" Mom and Dad are doing."

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Bruno laughed, putting his arm around her shoulders. She snuggled up close to him, running her fingers through the patch of hair on his chest.

"You did like the outfit though?" She asked.

Bruno kissed her forehead. "I loved it, truly. You are absolutely stunning. Have I seen that dress before?"

"You have not, I just recently got it from Isabela's boutique for this party specifically. I saw it in the window and absolutely had to have it. Isabela, the lovely but stubborn girl that our niece is, refused to let me pay for it so I insisted on repaying her in blueberry desserts from the bakery."

"I watched her unhinge her jaw like a snake and eat like six of those blueberry tarts that you make in one sitting one time." Bruno said, looking off faux seriously into the distance. "It was both fascinating and terrifying to watch."

Natalia started giggling wildly, making Bruno start to laugh along with her.

"Isabela, destroyer of blueberries." Natalia said in a deep, announcer-like voice. "Along with her sister, Luisa, champion of chocolate."

"Mmmm, now I'm thinking about that cake you make for Luisa's birthday every year." Bruno said longingly.

"I've asked her if she wanted a different kind since the first one at the beach party but she insists on the same one every year."

"Can you blame her?"

"Not at all, it's so good."

"I'm sorry, I just realized that we got so...busy as soon as you got home that I forgot to ask, how was your show tonight?"

"It went great thank you! Being on my feet in those heels for all those hours is always a pain, but it's a beautiful party and the crowd was lovely."

Bruno kissed the top of her hand. "Well, they're very lucky to have the most talented and beautiful cantante in all the lands performing for them."

"You're sweet." Natalia said, her cheeks blushing. "I'm just lucky that this cantante caught your eye all those years ago."

"Caught my eye?" Bruno said with a laugh. "You rocked my entire world and changed my life in a split second. You didn't catch anything, you damn near pulled my eyes out of my skull!"

Natalia laughed. "So did you. My heart went absolutely berserk the first time I saw you." She kissed him gently, lingering just a moment before pulling back. "Still does, every single time."

"Te amo, mi ángel." Bruno said softly, both of them closing their eyes as their foreheads touched.

"Te amo, my darling." Natalia whispered back. She backed up to let out a small yawn.

"You should get some sleep now, amor." Bruno said. "If you want to go get ready for bed I'll hang your dress up."

"Thank you baby." Natalia said appreciatively, putting on her pajamas and heading to the bathroom to wash up.

Bruno was half-asleep by the time Natalia came back in the room, but he felt her crawl in bed beside him and wrap her arms around his waist. She snuggled up into his back and exhaled happily, making him smile. Both of them fell into a warm, happy, sleep.

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When Bruno woke up the next morning Natalia had already left for work. He got up and dressed, got his kids up and starting their days, and then headed downstairs to get some coffee.

He passed by the living room and heard a voice call out to him.

"Morning Brunito!"

"Morning Pepa!" Bruno replied with a small wave.

"Is this your book on the floor?" Pepa asked, holding up the slightly worse for wear book in her hand.

Bruno grinned to himself, the events of the night before flashing through his mind. He had been far too distracted by his wife to notice he'd dropped the book on the floor.

"Oh, yeah it is. Must've dropped it on my way upstairs last night." He said as innocently as possible. "Thanks!"

Emilia flew down from the balcony and landed next to Bruno.

"Morning tía!" She exclaimed, running up to Pepa and hugging her tightly.

"Good morning mi pajarita!" Pepa said with a big smile as she hugged her niece, a sparkling rainbow appearing lovingly above her head.

"Your rainbows are always so pretty, tía." Emilia said with a big grin.

"Gracias, Emi!" Pepa replied cheerfully, run her hand affectionately along Emilia's hair.

"Daddy, can I have coffee too?" Emilia asked Bruno, full of excitement. "I want to try it!!"

Bruno laughed. "I'm afraid not mi amor. You have plenty of energy as it is."

"But I want to try it!" Emilia repeated with a pout.

"We have some decaf coffee she could try?" Pepa suggested with a shrug.

"Oh yeah, I totally forgot about that. I'll make you a little cup of the decaf if you want, how's that?"

Emilia jumped up and down, floating just a bit with each jump. ""Yeah yeah!"

Bruno and Emilia went into the kitchen and he made her a small cup of decaf coffee.

"Do you want me to put a little cream and sugar in here for you?” Bruno asked. “It'll be bitter if you don't."

"Do you put cream and sugar in yours?" Emilia asked.

"Well no, I don't put anything in mine, but–"

"Then I want that!"

Bruno chuckled. "Okay, if you're sure!"

He handed her the tiny coffee cup. "Ten cuidado, it's hot."

Emilia blew on the coffee a bit and then took a small sip. Bruno couldn't help but laugh as her face contorted and scrunched up immediately.

"Pues?" Bruno asked.

"Eww, nope!! Thanks anyway Dad!" She said matter-of-factly, and then flew out of the room. She nearly crash landed into Félix who was passing her in the hallway.

"Captain Em, coming through!" He laughed as she whizzed by.

"Morning, hermano!" Félix said to Bruno.

"Morning Félix! My daughter here decided she just had to try some black coffee today, so I made her a little cafecito of decaf and she was not into it."

Félix laughed. "If there is one child that does not need coffee, it's her. I thought Camilo was hectic."

"He was and is." Bruno joked. "That's why those two are two peas in a pod."

"Ha, fair!" Félix replied. “How are you feeling about Luna's gift ceremony coming up? Wild that she's turning five already!"

"Tell me about it." Bruno said with a nostalgic smile. "It's a cliché but they really do grow up so fast, time has flown."

"Tell me about it, bro!" Felix laughed. "Our youngest is fifteen now!"

"Impossible." Bruno said with an incredulous smile, shaking his head.

"We all thought we were done with little ones in the casita for a while and then you have to go fall in love and start your own family. Thanks Bruno!" Felix teased.

Bruno laughed. "Yeah, sorry about that. But en serio, we're thrilled for Luna. She's really looking forward to it and I know Natalia will feel much better knowing exactly what we'll be dealing with moving forward. She's been really nervous before all the kids ceremonies."

"Oh, I was too." Felix said. "I think that's the responsibility of the spouse that married in, because they're not fully used to all this magical craziness yet."

"At the very least none of our kids like, breathe fire or have knives for hands or anything." Bruno said.

"Better knock on wood, bro." Felix half joked. "Don't call that into existence!"

Bruno chuckled, thinking back to how superstitious he used to be in the days before Natalia came into his life. He was much less so now, but knocked on the kitchen table just to be safe.

Bruno and Felix chatted a bit more, and then Bruno headed out to formally start his day. He had plenty on his mind that day as he thought of the next few weeks and how Luna's fifth birthday/gift ceremony would close a chapter for him and Natalia's part of the family and start a different, but equally wonderful, new one. He smiled to himself, knowing more than ever how important it was to savor every moment with the people he loved most.

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End Notes:

Spanish translations for Chapter 57:

-Casita: house

-Amor/mi amor: love/my love

-Dios mío: my god

-Bella: beautiful

-Cantante: singer

-Te amo: I love you

-Mi ángel: my angel

-Tía: aunt

-Gracias: thank you

-Mi pajarita: my little bird

-Ten cuidado: be careful

-Pues: well

-Cafecito: little coffee

-En serio: seriously, in seriousness

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incorrectmadrigalfamilyquotes · 2 years

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Félix: Go over there and tell Julieta you think she's cute! What's the worse thing that could happen?

Agustín: She could hear me.

#agustín's such a sweetheart #madrigal family #félix madrigal #julieta madrigal #agustín madrigal #encanto #encanto incorrect quotes #family bonding?#incorrect quotes #encanto félix #encanto julieta #encanto agustín

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ringringimdeadhere · 2 years

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No but like, if they ever make the Encanto series they really need to explore more about Camilo and his own issues, very heavily (they need to compensate the lack of his character in the movie alright I dont make the rules)

And I think the best way to do it is by having him go through the transition of the new family dynamic after the movie and not knowing how to deal with it. (Yes the shapeshifter has trouble adapting to new stuff fight me)

He was always the smooth, relaxed, rebelious funny guy of the family Madrigal, and knew exactly how to imitate and copy everyone around him. He was the perfect chameleon ready to lighten the mood.

But now, everyone's personalities have shifted a lot, and he doesn’t know how to mimic them like before.

Luisa now relaxes a lot more, even goes to play and talk with the children of the village and making friends her age too. Isabela is now the rebellious of the family and goes around no longer as a model of perfection, but just as an adventurer ready to learn what many other plants could she create.

Dolores no longer feels pressured to be the one listening to all of the people's troubles and struggles, she can now focus on herself and on her new relationship with Mariano; she doesn’t really pays attention and just talks really smoothly and passionate with her amorcito. Mirabel went from outcast to towns favorite really quick, teaching them how to fix dresses and ruanas, how to make plushies and so on, she is now the beacon of the fun times for everyone.

Julieta and Pepa are more vocal now about their own emotions. Julieta now leaves the cooking to Agustín and then she adds the magical touch. Pepa's storms are actually manageable since she doesn’t bottle up her emotions anymore (Felix couldn't be more delighted about his love's new freedom).

Tío Bruno went from mysterious and terrifing to actual sweetheart, and its a whole new person Camilo hasn't seen enough about to actually know him.

He isn't the true copycat of anyone. everyone changed so quickly that everything he learned about their mannerisms and personalities doesn’t matter anymore.

Neither he is the most relaxed, the most rebellious, the smoothest or the funniest of the family Madrigal.

What exactly is he now?

Has he spend so much time learning about others interests and clicks, that he totally forgot to find his own unique self?

(If anyone has a fanfic about this or wants to write it Im begging send it straight to me so I can get some of that fan content por favor)

#camilo madrigal #encanto #disney #pls Im begging for a series #I would also add a little bit of genderfluid into this funky boi #but Im trying to stay realistic about which topics a show about encanto would cover #but my fanart will stay queer as hell #madrigal family #familia madrigal

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dollmoth-productions · 2 years

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Yan encanto family with villain (cuz why not? Or normal if dont write villain reader) reader whos a power like naagin (a person who can shape shifting into a snake)

I could not find any good GIF so I hope this is good

TW OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STALKING POSSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STOCKHOLM SYNDROME MANIPULATION ABUSIVE BEHAVIOR

The darling is more mischievous than evil

💙 Isabella is very showy for you she especially loves it whenever you do turn into a snake she purposely likes to put you in the sun on one of her many plants so you will heat up she thinks it's absolutely adorable when you are completely healed up you normally try to leave her room and she usually just try to stop you by putting a Vine around your leg sometimes even with thorns

💙 Maribel does get tired of your shenanigans because of your constant pranks or lack thereof which means you're planning but she truly does love you even though sometimes it becomes too much when her jealousy does show

💙Julieta and agustín are more of the sickly sweet pipeline she will make you food and maybe when you're even in your steak from catching mice for you even though you don't really eat sometimes the food is even poison so you are too sick to take care of yourself. Agustín is accident-prone as you see but that doesn't change the fact that he cares about you he's a lot like his wife in some ways maybe less obsessive so he commonly just plays the piano for you even if you're crying after a punishment or chained up by Casita

💙Luisa very strong but very dangerous it's coming for you even if you try to leave the

Casita tries to force you to stay here but if you ever follow the rules and play nice

she's an absolute sweetheart a darling even but it doesn't help because she's the strongest she's often the one that has to bring you home even if you try to Slither away she holds you down by the neck or where she believes your neck is

❤ Abuela it's probably the most tame but also the most dangerous to make angry she is a lot more less stressful on you than the others but that comes with more helicopter parenting if you ever are close to window she's always three feet away if you ever try to get out of the Casita she's always two inches away she's the most dangerous to make angry because she will make sure you get punished

💛Pepa and Felix the helicopter parenting was Abuela then they are complete watch dogs always watching you always checking up on you always making sure you're okay and that would be nice but wasn't every 5 minutes it comes to the point where you sometimes even hide but they normally know where you are they think it's absolutely adorable that you can transform into this think even more when he tried to bite them normally that leads to Pepa thundering through even though Felix is more laid-back here does have his limits his limits come whenever you try to escape and he doesn't the Show punishment but he does give you a firm talking to where he threatens to break your legs

💛 Dolores the person who can hear everything is possibly the only chance that you'll ever be to normalcy you were never able to truly Escape her she can hear you slithering away she can hear you whenever you stub your toe and you swear and beneath your breath and you expect the girl who knows everything about everyone to actually help you because they might understand you but nope you have to stay here it's scary.

💛 Camilo the light-hearted jokester you have lost all hope of anyone ever letting you escape which also lead you to be kind of depressed and sad so Camilla was there to always cheer you up which was usually than my mocking the victims that they've usually got done rid of he loves it whenever you turn to snake whenever you're scared because it really depends on your mood what type of breed you are she does miss your shenanigans with him whenever you would prank people with him but it's safer for you to stay here and not do anything too dangerous

💛 Antonio he's the less of your worries he doesn't even understand his feelings on the matter he understands you whenever you turn into a snake so that's good or he even lets you pet his pet Jaguar so you would feel better watch me yet again he doesn't really allow you to escape but you can easily overpower him because of how young he is but you would never hurt him if you were given the chance he's the lesser of two evils

💚 Bruno is definitely more of a danger for you he will start doing his Visions again especially when he's accepted back in the family so he can see if you would ever escape so he can plan it out normally the family gives you to him whenever they have to do their normal chores so it's definitely an uphill battle with you and him his hugs are so crushing and tight that you commonly can't even escape and you even fall asleep in them they're not even comforting anymore they're more dangerous especially after you tried to escape multiple times he hate it whenever you turn into a snake he's scared that you might hurt his rats so he often punishes you so you won't really turn into a snake as much otherwise he's completely calm

#yandere x reader #yandere scenarios #platonic yandere #yandere imagines #yanderexreader #yanderecore #yandere encanto #encanto au #bruno madrigal #camilo madrigal #mirabel madrigal #pepa madrigal #félix madrigal #dolores madrigal #julieta madrigal #luisa madrigal #antonio madrigal #isabela madrigal #abuela madrigal

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Por amor al arte (Julieta x Fem!Reader) part 13

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You took a deep breath as you walked carefully through the cemetery, carrying a bouquet of daisies. You were always filled with a strange peace when you came here as if the souls of the departed were greeting you on the way to the cold cradle of your child.

You weren't always alone, there were often a few other people visiting their dead. You just didn't expect to see her. You didn't know if you should interfere, not wanting to interrupt her moment with Agustín, but from the way her hands dug into the dirt and the heartbreaking movement of her shoulders as she cried, you knew you should at least let her know you were there, just in case she needed something.

"Luisa?" you said, approaching slowly.

The young woman froze for a moment before turning her head slightly to look at you out of the corner of her eye. You could see how she was trying to wipe her tears away, but her hands were dirty and she only managed to stain her face. You tried not to wince too much at the frustrated moan she let out.

"Here" you told her, offering her a handkerchief

“T-thank you”

You nodded and squeezed her shoulder lightly before taking one of the daisies and threading it through her braid.

"I'll be over there if you need anything, sweetheart" you smiled at her and walked away.

Luisa sipped a little and followed you with her eyes. She was confused. She didn't use to come to visit her father's grave because she didn't want anyone to see her like that. It was true that there weren't many people who took advantage of her gift anymore, but that didn't mean that her image of a strong woman who endured everything had dissipated. Even when she accompanied her sisters or her mother, she would always remain silent, holding back her tears.

The first (and only) time she had come alone to cry, a few people had come up to her. Some looked at her with pity and others as if she was being dramatic. She hated that they made her feel bad about missing her father as if she should be over it by now. That's why she hadn't come back until that moment when she couldn't stand the sadness anymore.

She had been thankful that the place was half empty and she didn't think much of it as she fell to her knees and let her tears flow freely. But she didn't expect you to find her. Since that conversation with Dolores about her mother's new feelings for you, Luisa had run away from you a bit. It wasn't that she didn't like you or anything like that, it was just that it was difficult for her to fight with so many feelings inside her.

On the one hand, she wanted mom to be happy, she wanted her to smile again like she used to. But it was too painful to think of someone else hugging and kissing her that wasn't her father. She forced herself to remember Isabela's words: “just because she loves someone else doesn't mean she’s going to replace dad” she had said “her heart is big enough to love us all” her sister had promised.

And she didn't doubt it, but her real concern was something else: if they managed to get you together...would you love them as Agustín had? You were a wonderful mother to Eliza and you got along very well with Isabela, but what about Mirabel and her? Would you love them too? She was afraid to think that the answer was no.

And yet, here you were, offering her the chance to come to you if she needed anything, but without pressuring her. You had not seen her with pity or annoyance, but with understanding and compassion. You had even given her one of the flowers that she now saw were for your son. And you offered her the option to approach you if she wanted to.

Luisa didn't know when her mind made the decision, but she stood up and slowly walked towards you. She didn't know if you had really meant it or if you were just being nice, but looking at her father's grave had suddenly become more difficult and she realized that she didn't want to be alone.

You blinked as a figure approached you and were surprised to see Luisa standing a few feet away, fiddling with her fingers as she stared at the ground. She looked like a little girl who didn't know how to ask her mother for something and you couldn't help but smile at her.

"Hello" she said awkwardly, "c-can I…can I sit with you?"

She looked almost cute with the way her cheeks flushed and looked away as if waiting for you to reject her. Sweet girl.

"Of course" you told her

Luisa looked at you in surprise, but she moved closer to you anyway and sat up when you patted the ground next to you. She didn't miss the fact that you never stopped smiling at her. It wasn't a fake smile as if you didn't really want her there but you were being polite, but it was really a warm smile that invited her to find comfort in you. It reminded her so much of her mother's smile.

You two were silent for a while until you gently took the girl's trembling hand. You knew that she might be feeling a bit uncomfortable, but you would at least try to calm her down a bit. You knew how much it hurt to be alone here.

"How do you do it?" she asked you, at last, subconsciously squeezing your hand a little

"What thing?" you asked, stroking her knuckles with your thumb.

"...come here" she whispered "I...I've seen you come here often...sometimes with mom...how do you make it not hurt so much?"

"It always hurts" you admitted

Luisa finally looked at you, her brows furrowed in confusion. You just smiled at her again and moved a little closer to her, thankful that she didn't back away. The difference in height was almost comical, but she was still a lost child.

"It always hurts to come here" you repeated "...but it would hurt more not to"

She looked at your son's grave for a moment. She just couldn't understand how you could take so much pain, how you could look at that little mound of dirt and not cry. Maybe it was because you were older, maybe because you were a mother…maybe you were just stronger and braver than she would ever be. And for some reason, that made her want to cry again.

"I'm a failure, right?" she whispered. She had no intention of saying it out loud, but she did and you heard it.

"What?" you frowned “Of course not. What makes you think that?"

You were more than ready to go kick some ass if you had to. You knew a lot of people had said horrible things about her when she had no powers, and even now, people would sometimes complain that she wouldn't do as much for them as she used to (seriously, why the hell did they have donkeys if they didn't know how to keep them in their damn stables?!). If someone said something to make her think she was a failure, you were going to break bones and tell Julieta so she wouldn't heal them.

"You come here so often" she told you "...you lost a son and yet you can come almost daily without crying...I couldn't even stay by my father's grave for more than a few minutes without feeling suffocated"

She didn't want to cry anymore in front of you, she really didn't! But then you stood up so you could wrap your arms around her and it took her by surprise. When someone hugged her, they would usually pull her down, almost never trying to move to get on HER level. Only her parents had. And the way your hand undid her bun to free her hair and run your hand over her scalp, finished breaking her reservations.

You were surprised when she buried her face in your stomach and squeezed you tighter, but you managed to keep your balance and let her cry freely on you. It also didn't go unnoticed by you that playing with her hair seemed to help her calm down a bit. Like mother like daughter, huh?

“You shouldn't compare your pain with others’ ” you said softly “Maybe I lost a son, but you said goodbye to your father and neither loss is worse than the other. It's not selfish to feel pain just because you think others have it worse."

"But I'm supposed to be the strong one, I'm supposed to take more"

“No one has the right to ask you to endure more than you can, Luisa” you scolded her softly “No one can tell you how much or how long you can cry. And that doesn't make you any less strong. You are braver than you think."

The girl sobbed more and she squeezed you a little harder, maybe a little too much. It was a bit painful, but you didn't complain. Besides, she seemed to remember that she had her powers back and she loosened her grip on you after a few seconds.

"It doesn't feel like that." She shook her head.

“Mi vida, the bravest and strongest act you can do is to let yourself feel” you whispered into her hair, holding her tightly against you “It takes a lot of strength to get back where you know you'll hurt. And lots of love"

"What do you mean?"

"Why do you think the pantheon is almost always empty?" you asked “Precisely because it hurts. It hurts to have to deal with feelings, pain, sadness. It hurts to remember. It hurts so much more when the love is still there. And not everyone has the courage to face it... but you do. You did it, you are here because the love for your father is stronger than the pain.”

Luisa seemed to process your words as you continued stroking her hair. She had never seen it that way, she thought that crying for him after so many months was something that made her weak. But you made her feel that that wasn't the case, that it was okay and not stupid and for her own good, she was willing to believe you.

You could feel the moment that she really understood your words when her shoulders stopped shaking so much and her breathing began to regulate. She didn't pull away from you right away, but you were fine with that, you just continued to gently scratch the back of her neck, giving her the time she needed to feel a little bit better.

“...you know” you began tentatively “a while ago I composed a song for Daniel…on behalf of the twins but…he doesn't deserve it. It's yours if you want it."

The girl in your arms thought about it for a moment. She didn't understand why would you give her something so personal, but she'd be lying if she said she wasn't curious. So she lightly nodded, still not letting go of you.

"Today I have to tell you dad, that time will not change anything, we will always be together" you began to sing softly "Today I have to tell you dad, I love you, more than anyone, and when I'm by your side all the fear is gone"

Luisa gasped silently. How was it possible that without knowing you before the accident, you could describe so perfectly what she felt for her father? What kind of magic did you have?

“I'm going to grow to your great size” you continued, making her laugh lightly as you ruffled her hair in a soft tease. “And the world I'll see as you do. I will understand you much more and better, and in life I will win”

She finally pulled away from you when you finished singing. She was grateful that you shared something so cute with her and she couldn't help but smile when she realized that the memories of her father weren't so painful anymore.

"You're right" she told you "Daniel didn't deserve it"

You laughed and wiped her cheeks with your thumbs, not caring that your shirt was soaked with her tears. In a merely instinctive act of motherhood, you leaned down to place a soft kiss on her forehead. To Luisa's surprise, it actually comforted her, it felt like a true kiss of motherly love and she knew in that instant that her fears about you were unfounded.

"...can you walk me to daddy's grave?" she asked nervously

"Of course" she answered almost immediately, offering her a hand.

Luisa was surprised, but she quickly stood up and took your hand, letting you guide her to Agustín's grave. When you didn't let her go or show any signs of leaving her alone, she knew that yes, if the plan worked and her mother was going to love someone else, she was more than happy it was you, because it was obvious that you would love her and her sisters and she couldn't ask for more from life.

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Julieta tag: @emril-osvigne @smolgayhooman

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