⊹₊ ⋆ ❝ Camilo's s/o having powers like Pepa ❞
✎ ⁞ Camilo Madrigal x Female! Reader who can control the weather
✎ ⁞ requested by @nelefibata
✎ ⁞ date: 27.12.2021
You were already dating Camilo for two years. You both were very close, because you were the same age and basically knew each other your whole life.
At this point, you've officially met his family, both as a Camilo's friend and girlfriend. Fortunately for you, they immediately accepted you as on of their own.
The same had happened with your family. Your parents knew that Camilo was one for you and already gave him their blessings.
So, you could tell that you both were living your dream life, where your love grew stronger everyday.
Although all Madrigal's were really happy to have you, Pepa still outshined them with her vivid rainbows and bright sun, that suddenly appeared whenever her wide eyes had found you. It could be even just a glance but that was enough for her to grow all happy.
Because in her eyes, you were already like her daughter. You were just so cute and polite, that she had often wondered how her son had managed to get someone like you. But anyway she was happy for you two.
One day, Pepa woke up with fierce determination to hand out with her future daughter. After she had a beautiful dream about your and Camilo's wedding, she was sure it was a sign for her. A sign to start working to make this dream a reality.
This day the sun shined especially brightly and no cloud could be seen in the sky. It meant that Pepa was in a truly happy mood. A rare sight to see.
Madrigal's, although very happy, were also very curious. During breakfast, everyone asked Pepa what got her in such a good mood. When asked, she chirped happily that it was nothing, and continue to eat. Everyone deadpanned, seeing a rainbow appearing above her head but decided not to investigate further.
But her eldest son, Camilo, eyed his mother auspiciously. He knew his mother was planning something and his gut was telling him that it involved him. Don't get me wrong, he loved his mother to death, but he knew that he and his mother shared this... sneakiness. And he got a bad feeling about what she was planning.
And unknowingly to him, his gut was right.
After breakfast, without another word, Pepa rushed out of the Casita, on a mission to find you. It didn't take her too long to find you, because you were just peacefully minding your business and being in the middle of the walk.
When her eyes found you, a rainbow appeared over her head and she practically sprinted to you, smiling widely.
You just blinked and Pepa suddenly appeared before you, making you flinch a little, because you had no idea where did she came from.
❝ Hello, mi hija! Let's spend some time together! ❞ Pepa exclaimed, before dragging you to her favorite spot, which was a small meadow before crops. You, still confused, only watched the hyper happy women before with confusion clearly written on you face.
You were used to Pepa calling you her daughter and after a few first times, where your face turned into a bright red tomato, you just started to accept it. Camilo also didn't mind that. In fact he often teased you about already being a Madrigal.
But anyway! You and Pepa found yourself sitting in that meadow, talking about anything and everything. It was fun and you had to admit, that you were enjoying yourself.
And just when everything was going smoothly...the shit went down.
Some children were playing nearby and throwing mud at themselves. *sigh* One of those children, already fully covered in mud, took a big scoop of it, and threw it with all his might before him. Unfortunately for him, some mud got in his eye, and he couldn't see where he was aiming. *Another sigh* And, my dear readers, guess who the mud had hit?
❝ Ack-! ❞ Pepa gasped, feeling something cold hit her back. Both yours and her eyes widened, as you both tried to comprehend what had just happened.
You covered your mouth, seeing Pepa slowly turn around, revealing mud sliding down her beautiful orange dress.
Pepa felt anger bubbling inside her, as the very familiar cloud appeared over her head. The cloud turned dark and rain started pour down on her. Her dress...your meeting...was destroyed...
❝ Pepa, are you alright-? Ack-! ❞
A small lightning accidentally struck you, sending a electrical shock through your body. But unlike you had expected, it didn't hurt. In fact, you felt something new unlock inside of you.
Pepa gasped loudly, horrified. She just struck her daughter! She will leave her, and then break up with her son and there won't be any wedding or grandkids or-
❝ Mami, breath! ❞ Pepa heard your soothing voice, and felt your smaller hands softly grasping her own. ❝ Breath in, breath out. ❞
A small hurricane that started to appear around her, disappeared as she followed your instructions, taking deep breaths. After a few more minutes of calming down, a cloud above her head also disappeared and the sunny weather came back.
With one last breath, Pepa opened her eyes and looked down at you. Your hair was standing up because of the statics and you eyes were full of worry for her.
❝ Oh my...! I'm so sorry, mi hija! I didn't mean to hurt you! Are you alright? Do we need to go to mi Hermana? ❞ Pepa gasped softly, putting her hands on your shoulders and looking up and down at you, checking if you're hurt anywhere.
❝ No, no. I'm alright! Thank you... ❞ You assured her softly, feeling more than alright.
Pepa sighed in relief but then a rainbow appeared over her head again, as she recalled what you had said earlier.
❝ You called me mami! ❞
And for the rest of the day, the same rainbow reminded above her head.
But that wasn't the end. O no, no.
The trouble started later that day, when you were with Camilo on a date. You went outside Casita to stargaze and you both had a good time. Your date went perfectly well...until you had accidentally hit your toe on a rock.
❝ Ack-! ❞ You gasped painfully, holding your leg and hissing in pain. Camilo send you a worried look and dived to help you.
But then, he had noticed a shadow looming over both of you and slowly looked up...only to discover a very familiar cloud above you. Camilo gasped dramatically, and pointed at it, making you look up and also gasped.
❝ Are you kidding me? ❞ You deadpanned, already knowing what was wrong with you.
❝ Can I call you a sunshine now? ❞ Camilo teased, quickly coming to terms with the fact that now you were sharing gift with his mom.
You deadpanned again, and struck him with your own lightning.
The same night, his family found out about your "gift" and now, you could officially say that you're a Madrigal now! No 'if's and 'but's. You're a (name) Madrigal!
Alma, suprisingly, was happy to find out that her daughter gift was lend to you. She had already accepted you in her family and now you could help around the town, by controlling the weather.
Pepa, although shocked to the core, was more than happy to share something with you. Of course, she grew worried when she had found out about the whole ordeal, and asked you a numerous of times if you were alright. She also apologized for causing it but you said that it didn't matter and you were more than okay.
Camilo, love of your life, fell even deeper in love with you. He had always admired his mother and her gift, so now he felt happy that it was 'passed' down to you.
The rest of the family was also happy buut...they knew that they had to be prepared for more wether changes.
After that day, Pepa and you became even closer. She helped you by teaching you about her gift and how to avoid certain... situations.
You both took turns when controlling the weather. When Pepa was feeling down, you took her to her room, where she could let it all out and you cleared the cloudy sky she left behind, bringing back the sunshine and clear skies. It worked both ways.
Since you weren't as emotional as Pepa, you had more control over your gift. But don't get me wrong, when you felt something, you were force to be feared.
Once, something had angered you so much, that even Pepa's door couldn't fully conceal your anger. That day the raging strom in Encanto was so violent that no one dared to step the foot outside their house.
❝ Maybe you should go and try to calm her down? ❞ Nervously aske Mirabel, while sitting with the whole family and eating dinner in their Casita. Everyone were feeling nervous, because lightnings were hitting the ground every few minutes, making everyone flinch at the loud crack. Poor Dolores had to wear ear plugs and ear mufflers not to go deaf.
❝ And die? No thank you. ❞ Answered Camilo, while taking a bite out of his food.
Pepa was strangely calm about this whole situation, but inside she felt extremely worried for you. She didn't know what had made you so angry but you needed to calm down, at least a little. Because at this rate, everyone in Encanto wouldn't be able to sleep.
Without another word, Pepa stood up and went to her son. Taking him by his ear, Pepa began to drag him towards her room, ignoring his protests.
Before Camilo could say another word, he was shoved inside his mom's room and the door shut behind him.
Camilo gulped while seeing the violent storm raging inside. He loved you to the moon and back and even tried to comfort you this morning. But when he saw your scary glare, he chose his life.
That day he discovered the difference between his mother and you. While Pepa was emotional woman and found a ways to let her emotions out regularly, you bottled it all inside until you bursted. And when you did, everyone should ran for their life's. Especially now that you shared your gift with his mother.
❝ Camilo? ❞ The said boy heard you, and saw you looking at him. The storm around lessen a little, and lightnings weren't as violent as before.
Taking a deep breath, Camilo send you a soft smile.
❝ Hello sunshine...what made you so upset?❞
Your expression softened and you feel your anger slowly disappearing, before being replaced by sadness. A stormy clouds were replaced by lighter ones, from which a soft rain started to fall down, just when a tear run down you cheek.
This time Camilo didn't hesitated to run to you and pull you into a comforting hug, letting you cry it all out in his shoulder. He wasn't bothered by the rain. All he cared about was you.
❝ Let it all out, mi vida. Breath in, breath out..❞
Meanwhile the whole Encanto sighed in relief, seeing the skies clearing up and the usual sum appearing from behind the clouds again. Madrigal's too, calmed down and Dolores could finally unlock her sensitive ears.
Pepa smiled softly, while looking outside. She knew what she was doing, because the only person who had always managed to calm her down, was no one other than her beloved husband, Felix. And in your case, it was Camilo.
❝ Ah, the wedding will be beautiful... ❞ Sighed dreamily Pepa, now being more than sure that her dream would someday become a reality.
Hello! Could you do a small scenario or hcs with camillo with a crush who's known to be kind of a "it" girl in a way (like shes very pretty, shes kind, and shes smart always getting great grades), But one day he sees her crying due to the fact that she gets alot of pressure from her parents to be 'perfect' ¡Gracias y que tenga un buen dia!
In which Camilo Madrigal had been crushing on the town's estrella. And you, the town's estrella, is crushing on him. Though being the town's little star wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Sometimes stars flicker.
‹𝟹 Isabela Madrigal isn’t the only ‘It’ girl in the little town of Encanto, You were one of them, at fifteen years old you have accomplished a lot more than the average kid your age.
‹𝟹 Never without a smile, you always managed to brighten up anyone’s days with just a simple ‘hello’ or ‘hi’
‹𝟹 At the top of the local school’s class on your age division and you were already aiming to be the top of the school in general. Material girl 😌✨💕
‹𝟹 Kindness and beauty go hand in hand and in your case? that cannot be more than true.
‹𝟹 You may as well be blessed by the gods as you, my dear, are beauty and grace but can and will definitely sock someone in the face.
‹𝟹 Suitors were already lining up at your doors, mothers and fathers flocked around you, speaking of their children in a positive light in hopes you'd be interested in them. Camilo was tempted to speak to his Abuela to put in a good word for him before deciding that no, he would make an effort himself!
‹𝟹 To say that you were adored was an understatement. If Isabela was the golden child, you were the town’s estrella, the town’s little star.
‹𝟹 You were also adored by Alma who always invited you to converse or walk with her during her daily walks around Encanto. She would even invite you to dinners.
‹𝟹 “Everything must be perfect, (Name). And you, my little estrella, should always be a good example to the young ones and people your age.” She would say.
‹𝟹 “Sí, Señora Madrigal.” You would say with a perfect practiced smile and she would shake her head. “Ay, mi estrella, call me Abuela.” She would insist. Something tells her you’re going to be calling her that someday, might as well start now.
‹𝟹 Surprisingly, you were Isabela’s friend. She treated you like a little sister would, albeit not quite like how she treats Mirabel. You were like her. And although she cannot lessen the pressure on you, she would be the shoulder you would cry on when everything was too much.
‹𝟹 You were also Mirabel’s best friend. She would see the parts of you that no one else could see and behind that perfection was just someone who wanted to be herself for once without people looking so intensely.
‹𝟹 This meant that you were more or less a face to see when one walks into Casita. You could have practically lived there.
‹𝟹 Long story short you were admired and loved because you were ‘perfect’.
‹𝟹 Though unbeknownst to you, you were more than adored by the villagers as the shapeshifter that was Camilo Madrigal, had also adored you. Maybe even more than that.
‹𝟹 When you would walk pass, he was mesmerized, his eyes following your figure with a stupid expression on his face.
‹𝟹 You had once smiled at him in the streets and murmured a quick ‘hello’ and he had immediately started shifting to the different citizens of Encanto as well as his family members before he had settled into a mismatched version of himself.
‹𝟹 You would blink before giggling which made him even more flustered, muttering a quick ‘Adiós!’ and rushing off, bumping into people clumsily.
‹𝟹 What did Camilo Madrigal see in you, you ask?
‹𝟹 Camilo Madrigal fell in love with your kindness. Although you may not remember it, after a particularly bad run-in with one of his pranks, instead of pointing fingers at him, you had taken the blame instead.
‹𝟹 When a dinner with the Madrigals had occurred, you would ask for seconds and suddenly on his plate there would be a few arepas or empanadas.
‹𝟹 He would look around before looking across the table and seeing you looking away, but not missing how your plate was now empty.
‹𝟹 He would continue to stare until you turn to him with the sweetest smile that had honestly rivaled his mamá’s sunny days. He choked on his arepas, turning into his papá, abuela, Isabela, then back to himself again. Yeah that was a common occurrence.
‹𝟹 Camilo Madrigal was absolutely in love with you.
‹𝟹 And yet he was convinced you didn’t even know him.
‹𝟹 Who was he lying to, of course you did. Though unlike him, it wasn’t love at first sight but rather, jealousy. You envied him to say the least. What must it be like to be free to act and do whatever without consequence? He can goof off, play pranks and tricks but you had to uphold that picture perfect image that your parents wanted you to have.
‹𝟹 But even as you had first felt jealousy when you first saw him, the days you’d bump into him or the dinners you’ve shared with the family, all you can think about was the curly haired boy whose ruana resembled the sun and you felt your cheeks warm up.
‹𝟹 And then you were smitten too. Carelessly tossed to the throes of love. And you convinced yourself that it wasn’t love.. not THAT kind of love. Puppy love maybe? A crush?
‹𝟹 Whatever the case is, you’re two dummies who are so into one another you’re painfully oblivious to each other’s feelings.
‹𝟹 Smart with math but stupid with love. You didn’t get it. You couldn’t get it, somehow.
‹𝟹 Maybe that would change.
‹𝟹 Even stars get a little dim in the night time. And you felt like a star flickering out of shine when you sneaked out of your room after a dinner with your parents who had insisted you needed to do better in your classes. Get extra points. Do whatever it takes to outdo everyone.
‹𝟹 You wanted to have a nice dinner, maybe even relax and not act so ‘perfect’ in your own home but they wouldn’t stop pestering about every little thing.
‹𝟹 Your posture, your hair, the way you would eat, the way you would sit, do this, do this but better and by the end of the dinner you were in no mood to eat anymore.
‹𝟹 You slipped out of your room, freezing and the candle in your hand flickering as you made your way into the peaceful streets of Encanto. You often did this, too many times you have run off in the night only to return in the morning where your parents were still asleep, oblivious as to how you were breaking under the pressure behind closed doors and you would rinse and repeat this routine every day.
‹𝟹 You made your way to the river. The very same one where the Madrigals had acquired their miracle.
‹𝟹 Oblivious to the shapeshifter that followed along after spotting you leaving town from the window of his room.
‹𝟹 Pulling your knees up to your chest as you started sobbing out your grief. The flowing river silenced your cries as you poured your heart out. You shouted your troubles, the pressure that threatened to break you, the things you had to uphold.
‹𝟹 After you were done with your breakdown, your throat was sore, and your eyes bloodshot with dried tear streaks on your cheeks, you gazed at the rushing rivers’ waters. Getting lost in the comforting noise that was the forest.
‹𝟹 You were getting cold however and before you knew it, a familiar ruana was gently placed on your shoulder and a figure sat beside you, gently pulling you into a warm embrace.
‹𝟹 You had lifted your head up, eyes meeting Camilo’s who offered you a sheepish smile. And you had leaned into his warmth, shoulders shaking as you tried to explain yourself and he just shook his head.
‹𝟹 “You don’t need to say anything, mi estrella.” And you don’t. You let yourself be held by the boy with the ruena that resembled the sun.
was very tempted into making this a one shot. As you can see I got very carried away. I hope I did well for this request! Thank you for the anon requesting it! ¡Gracias y espero que les guste!
I hope I didn't butcher that, I don't have any translators except for google translate--
He cried after Camilo raised his voice at him 😭
Poor baby 🥺
Just did it this morning lolol *sips hot coco with shaky hand*
[This is the aftermath of the Owl house meme ref link here]
I have no shame, anonymous thingy off, can you pls write for Cam <3 no specifics tbh I just love him
Misc. Romantic Headcanons with Camilo Madrigal
✩ Masterlist! ✩
✩ Warnings: gender-neutral reader ✩
✩ Taglist: @ban-canram ✩
✩ Length: 1.2k || Read on Ao3 ✩
✩ A/N: hey i love you and i love Camisole here you go <3 expect a part 2 soon ✩
Camilo is singlehandedly the most clingy boyfriend you’ve ever met. He refuses to let go of your hand. Doesn’t matter where you are. You’re holding his hand, and you’re gonna have to deal with it. When Cami has something he wants to show you, he laces your fingers together and pulls you along.
Kisses. Kisses all day, every day, constantly. Nose kisses, forehead kisses, kisses on the back of your hand, kisses up your arm like Gomez from Addams Family. Camilo gets the last one from his father, who does the same thing to Pepa.
Camilo’s love language is physical touch and acts of service. He makes the bed in the morning, makes you breakfast, even does some of your chores for you if he has time. At dinner, he sets a place for you next to him at the dinner table so he has an excuse to a) constantly bump your hand when he passes you stuff, and b) so he can easily press his leg against yours underneath the table.
He lets you wear his ruana!!!! He sees you shivering one day when you forgot to bring a jacket, so he slips his off and puts it on you. Cami wraps you up like a lil’ burrito <3 He also uses it as an excuse to hug you from behind.
One day, Cami finally convinces you to have a sleepover with him, so he plans the entire day with cute, couple-y things to do. The day begins with breakfast with his family, then right after he speeds through his chores, he takes you on a walk through the forests surrounding Encanto. Camilo leads you to a secluded spot where he had an entire picnic already set up, a wicker basket chock full of his tía Juliet’s arepas, empanadas, and other various snack foods she decided to pack for you two.
While you were eating, Cam notices that you had gotten food on your face; so being the little romantic devil that he is, instead of simply telling you about it, he kisses it off of your cheek. He loves how flustered you get when he does it <3
The rest of the day consists of Cami dragging you around town shopping and watching people perform in the town square. When the sun starts to set, Cam brings you back to Casita, where Isabella was waiting for him with a smirk on her face.
“You having fun, loverboy?” she teases him.
“Isa, shut the fUCK UP—”
When you actually do get to the sleepover part of your day, Camilo is all over you once he gets you inside his room. If you think he’s glued to your hip when you’re out in public together, you won’t believe how glued to you he is in private. Cam’s hands cup your cheeks when he kisses you, the pads of his thumbs stroking your cheekbones. He doesn’t go past aggressive make-out sessions, however. Mostly because he doesn’t want to rush the relationship, not wanting to push your boundaries.
Camilo is so lovesick, it’s disgusting. He literally looks like a cartoon character with heart eyes. When he hasn’t seen you in a while, he pushes the food around on his plate because he’s too caught up in his own head thinking about you. Abuela thought he was sick, so she asked Julieta to cook him something but, Dolores spills the beans about his crush on you.
Now, the whole family is invested in Camilo’s crush/relationship with you. Even Casita is in on it. Whenever you come over, Casita moves the tiles so you’re now standing directly in front of Cami. Like, nose to nose, can feel his breath on your skin, kind of close. It makes Cami super duper flustered, which is a wonderful bonus. Whenever Casita does it, you simply kiss Camilo on the nose and smile at him.
Dolores tells you all about Camilo, even things he thought no one knew about. Like how his heart beats really fast when you’re around, or how his palms get really sweaty when he’s waiting for you to arrive. Or how he paces around his room at night when he’s nervous.
Dolores loves to tease her younger brother about you, elbowing him in the side with a knowing smirk. At dinners, she’ll purposely bring up embarrassing things that Cami’s done, just to see him grow flustered and hide behind his hands, pulling his hair down in front of his eyes. Specifically, embarrassing things that he’s done because you were around. One time, he saw you shopping on your own in town and he stared at you instead of looking where he was going. He ran right into a wall, causing his gift to glitch, making him look fish-eyed.
Camilo loves to entertain you with his gift! He enjoys shapeshifting into people and putting on little skits to make you laugh.
“Hey, mi vida?” he asks, his head cocked to one side.
“Who’s your favorite person?”
You didn’t even have to think about it before replying, the answer obvious. “My favorite person is you, silly.”
Cami asked you who your favorite person was so he could shift into them to use them in a skit, so he wasn’t expecting you to reply with such a sweet answer. It made him feel all soft and mushy on the inside, almost as if he was going to melt into a puddle right then and there. Camilo moves to sit on your lap, his arms wrapping around your neck. “Mmm, cariño,” he groans, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. “Te amo tanto, mi vida.”
He’s so genuinely in love with you it’s not even funny. In the big foyer of Casita, he’ll teach you how to dance if you don’t already know how. Even if you do know how to dance, he’ll show you new moves he’s made up recently, or he’ll just opt to sway around with you like a slow dance. Camilo stares at you unabashedly when you’re looking down at your feet as you try to match his footsteps, only looking away when you catch him staring. Once you get the hang of it, Cami’ll spin then dip you, allowing him to smirk and kiss you like the romantic he is.
It’s always either early in the morning before everyone else is awake, or later at night when the sun is setting when he dances with you. He chooses those times specifically since he loves the way the rising/setting sun washes over your pretty features. And it’s typically when most of his family is out of the house, giving you two some alone time together outside of his room.
Camilo will fall asleep in your lap sometimes when you two’re snuggling together. At first, it starts off with him resting his head on your shoulder before it eventually evolves into him sliding down enough for his head to fall into your lap. You always run your hands through his soft, curly, golden-brown hair. Whenever you do, a smile appears on his face, even when he’s sound asleep. You keep a hand free, so you’re able to trace the soft curves of his face, the pads of your fingers running back and forth over the bridge of his nose and over his eyebrows.
relationship: camilo madrigal x gn! reader
summary: for the longest time, you thought love was dead, but now camilo is here to change your mind
contains: mentions of parent/family issues, hinting at depression, insecurities, maybe a lil cheesy, hurt/comfort, some angst (but not too much), fluff
a/n: I’m kinda just projecting here
- your whole life, you had grown up around examples of love gone wrong.
- it all began when your parents split up when you were small, and then you grew up watching your older siblings go through their fair share of breakups
- on one hand, this meant that you learned to recognize and identify red flags from a young age
- on the other hand, this caused you to develop a crippling fear of falling in love, only for it to all fall apart
- it didn’t help that you were a total hopeless romantic. your bleeding heart was your own personal curse.
- by the time you were 14, you had just gotten it in your head that maybe it was just you and that love just wasn’t possible for you
- so for a while you were just like ‘if I’m gonna be alone forever, I might as well get used to it’
- and then Camilo came barging into your life, with his charming and caring personality and smile that could light up a room
- of course you just had to go and catch feelings (after being friends for a while, of course)
- and needless to say, that was the happiest you’d been in quite a long time
- you treasured the time spent with him as you took your time to figure each other out
- Camilo made you feel comfortable, like you didn’t need to put on some kind of facade in order for people to like you and that your company was valued
- of course you’re not immune to his pranks and tricks, but he puts more effort into the ones he pulls on you to make sure he doesn’t hurt you by accident
- if you start to learn from him and prank him back, lord help him he’s starting to fall hard
- he would most likely be the one to ask you out
- and this time, you were 101% certain of your decision when you said yes
- in the beginning, everything was wonderful, sort of like back when you were friends but a little different
- it was so nice to finally have someone to give all your pent up love to and have that same love given to you in return
- however, you still had some nervous habits. and Camilo noticed.
- like how you would sometimes stand in a nervous silence when it was clear that there was something on your mind
- or how you would sometimes hesitate before asking to hold his hand
- or that crestfallen look on your face when you got lost in thought to made his heart ache for you
- eventually, Camilo brought this to your attention and asked what was wrong
- it took a bit for you to find the right words, but you eventually found it in yourself to finally talk about your insecurities
- you assured him that it wasn’t him or anything wrong with the two of you
- it was just the things you had been told and showed your whole life that made you afraid of something going wrong
- and you loved Camilo. So. Freaking. Much. Like, with all your heart. It was almost crazy.
- but there was always that stupid little voice in the corner of your head saying “It’s not gonna last. You’re better off alone. Spare yourself the heartbreak. No one will ever want to stay with you.”
- that wasn’t really what your family had told you, but that’s the message you were receiving
- you guessed that they thought that by doing that, they were keeping you safe, but they only made you unhappy
- so you just needed that occasional reminder that Camilo’s feelings for you weren’t going to fade
- lucky for you, he was happy to provide that
- he never wanted you to fear that you would suffer through the same things your family did, and takes the time to understand your love language
- if it’s physical touch, expect sweet little kisses from him throughout the day, mostly on the cheek or forehead
- also doing that little thing where he caresses the back of your hand with his thumb when he’s holding it
- if it’s gift giving, he’ll ask Isabela for a bound of your favorite flowers to surprise you with
- if it’s words of affirmation, he very seldom ever goes a whole day without telling you he loves you at least once or twice
- he even came up to your bedroom window one evening because he hadn’t seen your at all that day and he missed you
- Camilo makes it his own little mission to silence those insecurities and prove your family wrong
- because he loves you too. he really, really does.
I might make a part 2. if I get enough notes 😉💛
Camilo x Fem reader?? Where they get into a big argument and Camilo panics because he thinks she's going to leave him? ---tyy<33
“listen to the whispers.”
pairings: Camilo Madrigal x FEM! Reader
genre: angst !
warning/s: suppressed emotions/toxic positivity, injuries, bullying, couple argument, hurtful words, emotional breakdowns,
a/n <33: not proofread! anyone up for a part 2?
They were childhood sweethearts, at least that’s what everyone called them. Through storms and sunshine, hand in hand they laughed and cried together.
Camilo was a loving partner, he was a doting son, a caring brother, and many more. Of course, she’s not the only one who noticed this, everyone knew Camilo for his warm personality. She was happy that people appreciated his kind-hearted nature but sometimes she couldn’t help but hear the whispers around town.
“Look what she’s wearing...try-hard much?” Frowning, the young woman ducked her head and walked faster. Whispers, she’s heard those whispers ever since she was a kid. You’d think she’d be used to it by now, but the words still sting.
Camilo wasn’t dumb, he knew there were rumors running around about his amor. Y/N confided in him about the bullying when they started dating, he chalked it up to insecurities and people being jealous. Pushing it aside with a comment of ‘Mi Vida, it’s alright. Just ignore them.’.
And she believed him, suppressing those negative emotions back and replacing them with happy thoughts. She listened to his reassurances and drowned herself in his love and affection. However, as the years went by, her resilience grew weak and she found herself feeling more and more disconnected.
Yelping, Y/N felt herself suddenly fall forward, her hands and knees scraping against the harsh concrete. She cradled her left hand as her wrist painfully throbbed . A chorus of giggles caught her attention and she whipped her head up to see a group of girls staring at her slumped form with amused grins. Ah, it was the town chismosas.
“Oh my- I am so sorry. My foot must have slipped and hit yours accidentally!” One of the girls spoke up, loud laughter quickly following afterwards. Y/N hid her face with her shawl and quickly got to her feet, running away from the humiliating scene.
She ran and ran feeling her lungs burn painfully. Once she made it to the front door of Casita, she slammed the door open and stumbled into the house. She halted to a stop, taking in deep heavy breaths.
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts. Don’t listen to them-
“Y/N?” She shifted her gaze to her side, seeing Dolores beside her. The older woman soothingly rubbed her back, a smile on her lips.
“Come on, let’s get this healed up.” Dolores gestured to her knees and hands, slowly guiding the girl to the kitchen. Y/N kept her gaze downward, avoiding eye contact with the Madrigal.
“Please don’t tell Camilo about this-” She blurted out and Dolores paused, her doe eyes staring at Y/N.
“It’s been years. Years of all that bullying, I’ve kept it a secret from my hermano for so long. Why are you so hesitant to tell him? You do realize you can’t ignore this forever?” Y/N just closed her eyes, not in the mood to argue with Dolores right now.
“Just one more, please? Keep it a secret for longer?” Y/N pleaded, her voice cracking. Dolores furrowed her brows, her eyes flickering to the girl’s pitiful expression.
“Fine. One more secret.” Dolores muttured, seeing Y/N immediately relax as her face morphed from desperation to relief.
Dolores just watched, she knew why Y/N was doing all of this. It was for Camilo, it was all for him. She knew the girl was strong but eventually cracks are bound to break through her tough persona. The question was how long she could keep herself together.
Dolores thought for a bit, and muttered a quiet apology to Y/N.
Camilo has to know.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Camilo sighed, running his hand through his curls. Y/N bit her lip and fiddled with her fingers.
“I just didn’t think you’d care so much Cami- It’s just a little accident-You’re just going to say the same thing. Just ‘think happy!’ or ‘you’ll get over it. ' And I’m trying to but I know that they’re waiting and hoping for me to mess up so they can see that I’m not good enough for you!”
“Y/N, por favor. We’ve been through this situation thousands of times. If you’re insecure about me leaving you, you have nothing to fear. I only want you, mi vida.” Camilo whispered softly, he went to wrap his arms around her but Y/N scooted away. Camilo felt his heart sting and grew frustrated.
“Do you not trust me?” Camilo muttered bitterly, Y/N immediately snapped her head up to glare at him.
“What? What are you talking abou-”
“Do you not trust me? You’re always so worried about what they’re thinking about. And I'm just- I’m getting tired of it ok? I just want to see you happy.” Camilo groaned, burying his head in his hands. She knew he was just frustrated and emotional right now. She knew he didn’t actually mean what he was saying. But for fucks sake, she was tired too.
Years of emotional suppression finally catched up to her and she cracked. Her heart lurched in her chest and she started sobbing uncontrollably.
Although Camilo was annoyed with her, his heart still ached when he heard her cry. He reached out to comfort her but immediately started panicking when she started to choke and gasp for air, her crying growing more violent and loud.
“Amor-Amor! It’s ok-” Camilo held her tightly against his chest as she screamed in anguish. What he assumed was just a small argument quickly escalated. For once in his life, Camilo didn’t know how to comfort her.
Y/N seized her screaming and pulled away from Camilo’s arms. Still sobbing, she stomped towards the door but was quickly stopped by Camilo. She turned to face him, eyes full of hurt as she stared into his teary brown orbs.
“Don’t you ever listen? I’m tired, Camilo.” She whispered softly. Camilo looked lost and confused, awkwardly fiddling with his ruana- trying to keep his tears from spilling. His eyes anxiously darted across the room, a feeling of dread building up in his stomach. He tried to reach for her but felt his heart break when she just stepped back, away from him.
"What are you—are we ending our-? Please tell me we're not...just-just calm down amor. por favor”
“I’m tired, Camilo.” Was all she said before leaving the room.
Camilo didn’t sleep a wink that night, how could he? He spent the entire night looking back to where he could have gone wrong. And it didn’t take him long to realize what it was. The hurt in her eyes last night told him everything.
After composing himself, he took a deep breath and went to step out of his room. He swung the door open and froze after seeing Dolores in front of him.
Dolores had heard it all, he concluded. She scanned her brother from head to toe, his eyes were noticeably puffy and red. He had a ‘kicked-puppy-look’ on his face and nervously shifted around.
“Me and Y/N talked last night.” Camilo immediately tensed up and leaned closer to Dolores, interested.
“She’s not leaving you but know that she feels deeply hurt.” Camilo immediately felt relieved, nearly falling back as his body eased. There were still a lot of issues that needed patching up but for now, he was just grateful that she wasn’t leaving him.
He was determined to make things right. This time he was going to listen to her.
please, my angst is so bad I'm sorry 👹👹👺
camilo having a crush
pairing : camilo madrigal x gn!reader
requested : yes / no
warnings : one mention of slap ( just camilo annoying isabela ), one mention of a kiss, pepa and dolores me meddling with camilo
• so first of all we all know this boy is such a gentleman most of the time
• so even before he realised he likes you he was always doing little things for you
• "need any help (y/n/n)" "you look amazing today (y/n)"
• but when he realised he like likes you oh boy did he step up his game
• utter simp
• buying you little gifts like necklaces bracelets, rings (most of which were matching for you and him)
• he hand picks your favourite flowers
• ALWAYS WANTS TO BE NEAR YOU
• try to brush hands and hug for just a few seconds longer
• definitely gets flustered around you
• buying you books and art supplies if you're into that stuff
• NICKNAMES GALORE
• stuff like : cariño, querida/querido and sometimes he let slip mi vida
• it made your heart flutter and your cheeks go red
• once you called him cariño
• he felt like his face was on fire at that moment.
• camilo would start helping you with chores more often
• "hey querida/querido need help with that"
• of course you said yes even if you didn't need his help
• who would deny help from camilo madrigal ?
• he'd find hundreds upon hundreds of excuses to invite you over for any reason
• "hey (y/n) wanna come over for dinner at casita ?"
• "cariño want to come over to help me look after antonio ?"
• whenever you came over for dinner he'd run around trying to perfect everything
• "dolores why are there no napkins ?!" "because we don't use napkins." "well we do now."
• "ISA WHY ARE ISNT THERE A CACTUS IN EVERY ROOM ?!"
• that earned him a slap around the head
• and when you actually arrived isabela made it a living hell for the poor boy
• "CAMILO YOUR PARTNERS HERE !"
• "ISA THEY'RE NOT MY PARTNER !"
• "yet" she would whisper as he greeted you which made is face go bright red
• pepa would not leave you alone in a good way
• camilo is now regretting letting dolores know about his little crush.
• we all know how meddling the madrigals are especially the warm side.
• the family asked you many, many questions about yourself
• especially your love life
• "(y/n) are you seeing anyone ?" dolores would ask teasingly eyeing her brother who tried to hide his face in his hands
• "(y/n) do you plan on marrying ?" pepa would ask
• you found it suspicious but assumed that it was normal
• After dinner camilo would offer to walk you home
• he would continually apologise for his family which you just told him it was fine
• as you reached your house camilo was debating on asking you out when...
• you kissed his cheek
• "thanks for inviting me over cami, see you tomorrow"
• with that you skipped inside
• he'd think about you all night and day. and basically till he asked you out
which was a week later and of course you said yes
thinking about camilo with a puppy crush on dolores’ or one of his older cousins’ friends who isn’t interested in him
thought dump compilation
y/n: im 20 so i cant fw u
camilo: youre 20 ???
camilo: issok no one has to know bbgirl 😰🤫
y/n: DONT !! 😠 DONT CALL ME BABYGIRL im not ur fucking spanish teacher dont do that 😭
hola como estas shardy 😏✨
CAMILO BEING FINANCIALLY AND PHYSICALLY SPOILED BY HIS S/O
Camilo was s c a r e d.
When he said that he really wanted a stupid toy as a joke and you plopped $200 in his hands
He felt so bad,
“No! Mi amor, its fine, I was kidding!”
“Oh thats alright, keep it, it’s not like I need it.”
He just stared at his hand and shock.
He just kept it and never asked you for things since then.
If Christmas or his birthday rolled around, you bought him either expensive shit or personal stuff.
He would just be super ashamed to take it as he slowly put it in his room
He just wasn’t used to this kind of treatment
If that wasn’t enough, you also began giving him headpats and hugs excessively after anything good he did
Even if it wasn’t really good
If it was good to him, he got love
If he felt bad, he got affection
If he felt anything other than happy (or happy) than he got excessive attention
You would not only drop a hundred or two every year, you would also drop a million or two hugs every day
He never actually realized it until Isabella and Luisa said something unintentionally,
“Man, he can’t go a task without a kiss.”
“Thats why we don’t assign him anything anymore, ‘cause as happy as I am to hug my primo it gets tiring.”
He just sighed and walked to you for love and attention.
And you gave him plenty ❤️
camilo with fem s/o who wears glasses. fluff. not proofread. self indulgent lol.
camilo would def use this as an advantage
of course, not in a bad way, just something to surprise you!
sometimes he would purposely try to make fog in your glasses
and then he goes to give you surprise kisses !! ♡
"mwah!" "ay camilo..."
he'd 100% gush on you, showering you with compliments of all sorts which makes you turn into a tomato.
thinks you're beautiful when you don't wear your glasses
*squeals* "WAHH AMOR YOU LOOK SO INTELLIGENT WITH THAT"
i mean don't get him wrong, you're already pretty with glasses on but without them?? goddess. natural. adorable.
would 100% sneak and try it on
it doesn't matter if it makes him dizzy, he would and will try it at least once
"you like it?" "sure" laughs in blurry vision
i feel like he'd be the type to clean your smudged lens before you could even do it yourself or notice it
thinks you're so endearing when you squint your eyes out of habit
likes to stare a lot
"hmm they say staring is rude" "...ay but you're my girlfriend? :("
overall, he adores you very much and would take care of you with or without glasses
his soul floated and he died smiling the first time he caught you scrunching your nose to adjust your glasses
so for heaven's sake please just give me a real life camilo cause i need him rn🙏🏻🙏🏻
Camilo x fem reader where the reader is foreigner and Camilo tries to flirt in spanish but the readers just wholesomely clueless xD thanks! I love your writing btw!!
Language of Love
Pairing: Camilo Madrigal x Reader
Summary: Camilo really likes you, and it's clear to everyone that he does. He wants to confess, but there's one thing that's stopping him; you can barely speak his language.
Notes: so, in this, I decided that I'd make the reader speak an undefined foreign language that makes it hard to understand Camilo. I'm not very fluent in spanish, so I just made it so that Camilo spoke primarily English, but used some Spanish phrasing. I'm still working on that Bruno one shot, but I'm having a lot of fun with it! Hopefully it'll be out soon
It had just been a month since you and your family had moved into the Encanto, and Camilo was already absolutely head over heels for you. You were the pretty new girl that came from a far off place, one who barely knew how the village did everything and couldn't even properly speak the language. Camilo found you attractive, intriguing, and when he finally got the courage to have a full conversation with you, absolutely adorable.
The way you'd beam and gush about the magical Encanto, about the delicious food and beautiful wildlife, it was hard for Camilo to not just completely admire you. You were so curious and found beauty in places Camilo would've never thought to look. You'd stumble over your words sometimes, looking to Camilo with a perplexed look as you asked him "what word you say?" in a slightly accented voice. Camilo would always be patient with you, helping you with your grammar and fluency whenever he could.
At some point, you finally asked him upright if he would teach you, and of course he jumped at the opportunity to, immediately laying out a plan for how he would teach you.
First, he walked you through simple sentences and grammar. Think "Luisa lifts the donkeys" or "Julieta cooked two arepas." Basic knowledge that you'd need to know before going forward. Next, he moved on to basic vocabulary, walking you through town and showing you what different words meant.
For instance, one day, you'd focus on the church. Camilo would walk you inside and show you nearly everything in the building, repeating what they were called until you had it drilled in your head. Then, the next day, he'd do the same, only at José's farm instead.
After a while, you were becoming fluent enough that Camilo decided it was time for you to learn how to read/speak harder words and sentences, taking a few of the plays he had in his room and taking his time to read them to you aloud.
And that had to be Camilo's favorite part of teaching you ever. You had become fairly close at this point, meaning that everytime you and Camilo sat in the garden to read, you'd simply curl up beside him and rest your head on his shoulder, following along carefully with your bright eyes. If it was raining, Camilo would just bring you to his room instead, and you'd two sit on his bed and continue on with your reading.
Slowly, he found out more and more about you. He had met your family many times, and they all loved him, as they were so grateful he was helping you out. They mentioned that you had been repeating the lessons he gave you to them, which was also really benefiting them as well. He grew to know your likes and loves, as well as what kind of face he could pull to make you just burst into tears laughing. He memorized the small lines across your forehead that'd appear if you got frustrated and the way your eyes would light up when something finally clicked.
He even knew how to get you flustered. He could lean in and jokingly say something flirtatious to you, and even though you had no idea what he was saying, you never failed to get all shy or subconsciously lean in closer to him while he said it. Camilo found it funny because you had absolutely no idea what he was saying, yet you still managed to swoon over it, and the closer the two of you got, the more and more he used it to his advantage.
You'd both be outside as per usual, sitting under a tree while he read to you, and then suddenly, he would lean close to you, whispering whatever he was saying with a smile as if it was a secret between the two of you, and your face would become hot and eyes become wide. You'd then playfully smack his arm, facing away from him while he laughed and collecting yourself slowly.
However, while Camilo loved teasing you very, very much, and did like that he was able to playfully flirt with you, it made it so that when he was actually flirting you never even noticed. He'd call you pet name after pet name and compliment your appearance constantly, even say a cheesy pun or two, and you'd never know what he was talking about. It was a pain.
Camilo really liked you, and he really wanted you to like him back, but how was he supposed to tell you anything if you couldn't understand him?
It got to the point where Camilo was becoming, for lack of a better term, lovesick. When you weren't around, he'd be unusually quiet and unable to think of anything but you. He'd always find a way to bring you up at family meals, whether he knew what he was doing or not. You were all he thought about, all he'd worry and dream about.
And when he was with you, it was hard to not come across as lovestruck. He'd constantly need to have his hand on you somewhere, whether it be intertwined with yours as you walked or resting his hand on your knee. He'd find himself just staring at you, admiring you for times a bit longer than he probably should've, but he couldn't help it. You were beautiful, you were sweet, and you were a force to be reckoned with as you drew him closer you every single day.
He was getting to the point where he was getting frustrated, unsure of how to pursue a relationship with you, when one day, you approached him, face flushed and hands playing with your skirts, your eyes unable to look directly into his.
You stumbled a bit when trying to speak, finding yourself slip into your own language a few times before you took a deep breath and focused.
"Camilo... will you be my boyfriend?" you asked awkwardly, the accent in your voice especially heavy as you struggled to get the words out. Camilo was stunned, feeling a blush creep up his face as he processed the words you said. You were looking more and more mortified the longer he just stood there, still unable to look at him. It was when you muttered something in frustration and began to turn away that Camilo finally snapped out his trance, grabbing onto your hand gently and intertwining your fingers.
"Yes! Yes I will, I will absolutely be your boyfriend."
You finally looked up at him, eyes wide and mouth hanging open just slightly, a huge blush spread across your features already. Then, you smiled, beaming just the way you did whenever something would finally click with you, and you couldn't help but throw your arms around Camilo, burying your face in his rauna as you could barely handle how happy you were.
Camilo didn't hesitate to hug you back, spinning you and shifting to a taller person just to lift you off the ground. You laughed, holding on tight until he finally let you back down, and he pulled away.
He was about to say something, before he heard a voice coming from the front door of his house. He turned his head to see his sister and cousins, all smiling smugly as they watched the two of you. He rolled his eyes, turning away and walking you into the village. You two had a lot to talk about.
When he got back, he was immediately bombarded with question after question from his cousins, and gushing and squealing from his mami and papa. Even the Casita seemed to be teasing him, the tiles of the house doing a little happy tap tap tap whenever he finally walked in.
When he came to his cousins and sister again, all smirking at him with knowing gleams in their eyes, he finally rolled his eyes and asked them what they were smiling about.
"Oh, nothing... just who do you think taught your girlfriend how to say that?"
Camilo's face became flushed for the second time that day, it finally dawning on him that he had never actually taught you how to say that and that you had to have had inside help. He groaned, pushing past them all and heading to his room, secretly smiling as he heard all of them laugh.
⊹₊ ⋆ ❝ Frozen ❞
✎ ⁞ Camilo Madrigal x Female! Reader with ice powers!
✎ ⁞ requested by @beamingbeaming
✎ ⁞ warnings: angst
✎ ⁞ date: 24.12.2021
❝ It's so cold here... ❞
You whole body was shivering violently, teeth softly hitting against each other, as you held your tightly to your chest. Those chest pains were the worst. It only hurts more and more, restricting your breathing and causing your heart to beat painfully. Besides, at this point you weren't able to move from your fetus position. All you could do now is to wait for death to knock on your door and take you away...
❝ I'm so cold... ❞
It was so warm that day. The sun was shining brightly, no cloud was on the sky and the wind was softly blowing here and there. It was just perfect. Maybe that's why you and Camilo decided to go on a date in your "secret spot".
It was deep into the forest, in a small clearing with a pond in the middle. You both found this spot on your first date and since that day, you regularly meet there. It was so breathtaking and a place where you could find true peace. An escape from all your troubles. A safe heaven.
But nothing perfect can last forever.
❝ Why don't you want to do it? ❞ Asked Camilo, blocking your path. You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest. You both were about to go back to the village and eat dinner with his family.
❝ Because, Milo, I don't want to hurt anyone. ❞
❝ Are you sure about that? ❞ Your boyfriend raised an eyebrow, also crossing his arms over his chest.
❝ What does that suppose to mean? ❞ You felt slightly offended and so the air around you became a little colder than usual.
❝ What I said. Admit that you're just a sore loser and are afraid to compete against Isabela. ❞ He lifted his chin a little higher, putting his hands on his hips.
❝ That's not true! ❞ You immediately protested, setting your jaw tighter. The temperature around began to lower, but neither of you were paying attention to that. You also ignored how playful argument turned into viscous fight and where this whole thing was going to.
❝ Yeah, it is! ❞
Snowflakes began to fall around you.
❝ No it isn't! ❞
Water stared to freeze.
❝ No it isn't! ❞ Camilo turned into you and mocked you. You gritted your teeth, feeling annoyed like never before. Was this so hard to understand? Why couldn't he get that you were just trying to protect everyone? Didn't he realized that your powers could actually kill someone?
Instead of answering, you opted to cover you face with you hands and take a few deep breaths, desperately trying to calm yourself. Mist formed from your mouth and nose when you were breathing out and a frost began to form under your feet.
❝ That's what I thought, you're just a sore loser. At first, you kept your powers secret from me and my family and now you afraid to face a little competition against my prima. ❞ You heard Camilo huff and his footsteps moving further from you. Yet you still kept your face covered from the world, no ready to face it again. Your shoulders started to shake as you took a shaky breath in. You didn't want to cry. No, you couldn't cry...
When you were sure that Camilo was gone, you fell on your knees, shaking even more. You felt so exposed and hurt by what your gift boyfriend had said. How could he?! After all you shared with him?! Your insecurities and deepest fears?! That's what you get?!?
You gritted your teeth harder, gripping your face with your hands as the frost from under your body began to spread around with a fast speed, coating everything in a thin layer of ice. On top of that, snow started to fall harder around you, slowly turning everything white. At this point, the pond froze into a solid ice and wind was blowing harshly around you.
And in the middle of that disaster, was poor you, desperately trying to calm yourself. But your poor heart was fragile, like made out of ice...
❝ Aaaaaaa! ❞ You yelled loudly, releasing thousands of ice shards around you. You were so hurt, so heartbroken, you just couldn't keep it inside of you and needed to let the pain out.
Most of the shards landed some distance away from you, but one piece, a small one, springed back to you after hitting a hard and big rock. And since you were sitting up, your chest was exposed to it...
❝ Ack!- ❞ You gasped loudly, suddenly feeling sharp pain in your chest. Everything stopped and went quiet, as you fell forward, gripping the front of your shirt, just above your heart, trying to catch your breath.
It hurts so bad but most of all, why were you feeling cold?
Since that day, everything went downhill. When you somehow had managed to pick yourself up and walk back home, unknowingly you had brought the winter with you.
It had started innocently, only with a lower temperature, that began to turn lower and lower everyday. Then the snow appeared, soft snowflakes landing here and there. Then it began to intensifie every day, until thick layer of snow laid on every surface of Encanto. Frost appeared shortly after the first snow fell, appearing on every window and wall. The wind slowly began to pick up day after day, until it was so strong, no one could really do anything about it. To sum it up, a harsh winter fell upon the once sunny city of Encanto.
But as quickly as villagers were to judge your parents about not keeping their child at bay, even quicker they took back their words when they found out, that the true cause of this harsh winter was your declining health.
Day or two after fight with your boyfriend, you felt fine, expect some chest pains here and there.
Day three, four and five, you felt weaker and you felt cold in your hands and feet.
On day six, you hand noticed that streaks of your hair began to turn white. Of course, you tired to hide it from you parents and you succeed but the pain in your chest only increased and your legs and arms began to feel cold. Like they were freezing...
During day seven and eight, you felt yourself breaking out into cold sweat, even when you felt extremely cold. In conclusion, you had a cold. Most of your hair in the back of your head turned white and you could no longer stay still, because you couldn't stop shivering.
During midday on day nine, you passed out. Your parents found you on the floor in the kitchen, and were terrified to discover all the damage done to your body. Without hesitation, you dad was sent to Casita Madrigal for Julieta. In the meantime, your mother took you to the sofa in the living room and laid you on top of it, softly caressing your freezing body. When your father was back, with Julieta running behind him with a basket in her hands, they woke you up, and tried to give you some of Julietas dishes. Grudgingly, you did so, but much to your parents and Julietas expectations, it didn't work.
On day ten, it was official. You were deathly sick and no one could stop it. During last night, half of your hair turned white and although your cold disappeared, now your temperature was below the ones that human should have. After you were placed in your bedroom and tucked under many covers, Julieta tried a few more time to heal you with her magical snacks. But this attempts were proven to be fruitless. You were still dying, slowly being killed by your own gift.
The next day, whole Encanto began to pray for you to get better. Your parents were the ones who pray the hardest. They felt so useless, so helpless. They were basically forced to watch their child die before their own eyes. And they could do nothing about it. Abuela hearing this, felt her own heart break, because she couldn't imagine watching her own child die before her eyes. So with fierce determination, she began to think. Think how to help you, your family and Encanto. Behind her stood her whole family, also thinking about the solutions.
But no one thought harder than Camilo himself. The cause of the whole problem, the very thing that had caused you this... sickness. And honestly, this terrified him more than he would ever thought. Never before has his teasing, hurt someone so much. Now thinking about this in his room, Camilo realized that he accidentally took his frustration in you. That day wasn't his good day. For an unknown reason to him, everything went wrong and this negative emotions build up on him, until he just had to let them out. And unfortunately, you were his poor victim. His first girlfriend, love of his life, his Vida.
Of course, day after the whole argument took place, he tried to think of a ways to apologize to you. At first, he thought that it would be the best for you to cool off, before he would go to you and apologize. Then, after three days passed, he tried to approach you, but something always seemed to stop him. Either it would be people or his chores. Then, he couldn't see you, because harsh winter fell upon the whole Encanto and shortly after, you were declared sick.
Hearing this news, his heart broke into a million pieces. His...you were...no! No! You couldn't be! You-just-just couldn't be sick! Camillo really tried to be in denial, but he had to face the hard reality of his actions. You were dying, because of him.
And believe me, that hit him harder than anything before. Because broken ice heart can't be fixed so easily.
At this point, you couldn't feel anything. You turned apathetic to the world around you, as your body was turning into an ice. You just keep staring blankly ahead of you, strands of your pure, white hair covering your face and sometimes blocking your vision.
Your whole room was frozen, with the little snowflakes lazily floating around. The only thing that wasn't solid was the thin blanket around you and your clothes. Some of the frost started to form on your cheeks, slowly spreading over you head.
But you didn't care. Your chest felt like it was hollow and your emotions were gone. While looking at you, one may think that you were already dead. And you kind of were.
❝ I just want everything to stop... ❞ You let out a little breath, numbly watching the mist forming. You were so tired and so, so cold...
❝ M-mi Vida? ❞ You barely heard a very familiar voice behind you, as it was barely a whisper. Even if you wanted to see who it was, you had no strength left in you to turn around.
❝ Dios Mio! ❞ The person rushed over, kneeling before you and taking your cold cheeks in their hands. Your vision was failing you, so you could only see a blurry images but you could recognize that curls everywhere.
❝ Camilo... ❞ You let out a breathy whisper, barely heard. Although he was the reason you were like this, at your deathbed, you were happy to be with someone. Even if it was someone who had broke your heart into a million of pieces.
❝ I'm here, mi Vida. I'm here! ❞ Camilo whispered shakily, feeling tears gathering in his usually kind eyes. You were so cold. Like an ice you used to create. The boy couldn't believe that the person before him was the same girl he saw only a few days ago. The once lively and girl surrounded by colors, was now a shell of a person she once used to be. Her hair turned pure white and her skin looked deathly pale. Her eyes too, lost their shine in them, turning so dull. Now, cradling her cold cheeks did he got another heartbreak. You were slipping away from him. Fast. And he was absolutely hopeless. Just like everyone.
Without another world, Camilo gathered you in his arms, not paying attention to the prickling cold on his skin. He began to weep in your hair, holding you tightly to his chest. His curls covered his eyes, as he closed them tightly.
But you didn't felt that. You couldn't feel that. You were far to gone at this point. You had lost your vision, your touch and then the rest of your senses. You were ready to go...
❝ ...I love you. ❞ Camilo whispered to you, burying his head in the crown of your head.
And then, you felt warmth.
The wind completely stopped and so did the snow. Frost began to melt and a big sweeps of snow began to travel towards the sky. Grey and thick clouds began to disappear and the first ray of sun began to slip between.
Villagers, gathered in the church, quickly noticed the change and rushed outside to see what was happening.
Before their own eyes, the winter disappeared! The temperature was steadily rising and there was no more snow! The winter was gone!
Although happy, your parents rushed towards their house, worried sick for their child. Maybe the winter was gone because you were...? No! They couldn't think even think about it!
Still running, they arrived to their home and threw the door to your room open, prepared for the worst. Only to freeze in their track, when they saw their precious baby girl in the arms of her boyfriend, alive.
Your face was hidden in his chest, but they could see your white hair and your back moving up and down. Camilo was hugging you tightly to his chest, whispering lovingly in your ear and caressing your hair softly.
Your mother felt tears falling down her cheeks as she hugged her husband tightly, crying softly. He too shed silent tears as he hugged her back, not taking his eyes off of you.
In the end, love did conquered it all.
carlos madrigal headcanons
Carlos was born a few minutes after Camilo and unlike his brother who had given his parents a smile once he was born, Pepa and Felix received a glare from the younger twin.
Him, Camilo, and Mirabel were close whilst growing up and would often hang out with one another.
Even though he’s the youngest, Carlos would be the one who acts as if he’s the more mature one.
“Camilo, Mirabel, don’t get yourselves into trouble.”
“We won’t, Carlito.” Eye twitching because he doesn’t like nicknames but he’ll make exceptions.
While Carlos was Carlito, Camilo is Camilito. It was cute. They matched.
Upon getting his powers, he wouldn’t be like Camilo who was eager to help the town. He had developed a dislike for the townspeople of Encanto after shunning his Tio Bruno.
He doesn’t do Camilo’s little twirl when he shifts into someone else. He just stands there menacingly. It’s a bit unnerving.
While Camilo is a theatre kid, Carlos is more of a sportsy type of kid. Often he excels in sports related activities but his lack of motivation to do anything plus his short temper makes it hard for him to play team sports.
Regularly gets into fights with boys his age because unlike Camilo, he isn’t the type to make people smile with his gift. He’s the type to create chaos.
That being said he once tried to blow out the candle for not giving Mirabel a gift.
He sticks close to Mirabel just in case someone teases her for having no gift.
He would pull a knife on them.
“Mirabel? Delivery! I gave you the “special” since you’re the only Madrigal kid with no gift. I call it the “not special” special. Since uh, since you have no gift.”
Cue a click of a pocket knife.
“You want me to remove that gut of yours, Osvaldo?”
He’s definitely Alma’s least favorite because he doesn’t help as much and doesn’t use his gift much to honor the miracle. He could care less though.
Carlos deemed that the townspeople weren’t worthy of helping after knowing about his Tio Bruno from his sister Dolores.
He would still often get mistaken for Camilo which he isn’t thrilled about no matter how much he loved his brother.
He would wear more darker colors, heavily contrasting Camilo’s bright yellows with dark or burnt oranges.
The two slits on his eyebrows weren’t intentional.
After getting into a fistfight with someone who bullied Mirabel, he had acquired a wound on his eyebrow from the impact of their punches. Which he had returned tenfold. Rather than letting Julieta heal it, he allowed it to heal naturally despite many protests.
This would later become the two slits you see on his eyebrow and a way on how to tell Camilo and him apart.
Carlos has a beauty mark on the left side of his chin next to his lower lip.
He also has heterochromia. His right eye is brown while the left eye is green.
Unlike Camilo who is more into acting and plays, Carlos is more into musical instruments and plays the tiple.
He doesn’t get into fights often but when he does he’s giving it his all. If you say some shit about his family, best watch your back.
He loves his family but he has his own way of showing it.
His voice is Camilo's Italian VA
Definitely knows about his uncle inside the walls because Dolores babbles about his Tio's telenovelas.
Cries along with Dolores when the main character rat he was rooting for gets killed off.
Probably the least pressured of the Madrigals since he could care less about helping the town.
Has the tough guy exterior going on but he does care.
Definitely gets on Alma's nerves.
After Casita gets rebuilt, he may be helpful at times.. only if he's up for it.
Still a menace.
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Didn't sleep at all since I wanna finish the artwork anyways hope you guys would like it.
I might die happily knowing i got to make a Camilo fanart. Lol
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Headcanons for Bruno and Camilo?
Ah yes my favorite duo, Bastard Idiot²
Bruno: I have this headache that comes and goes
Camilo: I'm home!
Bruno, fondly: There it is
• At first, Camilo was standoffish toward Bruno. Not mean or rude or even outright avoiding him, just not... close. He would keep his distance from him and watch him from afar, speaking to him sparingly and rarely being the one to instigate the conversation. Bruno, though a bit hurt at his nephews apprehension, understood and didn't ever try to push Camilo to try and interact with him, keeping his distance but still finding immense joy in making the boy smile and laugh whenever he did talk to him.
• Though it takes a while, when the ice between them breaks, it shatters. Camilo- who could only remember his tío as a looming prophet sorcerer that would send his demonic rats to harass those who crossed him -is now baring witness to said tío hunkering down behind the threshold of the kitchen with a grin only a devious little brother could possess, eyes fixated on Julieta. Realizing he's being watched, Bruno asks Camilo if he wants to help him prank her and Camilo nods without a second thought, following his directions to distract her while Bruno switches the sugar for her coffee with an identical salt shaker while her back is turned.
They both got scolded and lost dessert privileges after dinner, but seeing the two of them lean on one another so they wouldn't fall over laughing at her washing her mouth out did make Julieta smile.
• That day marked the day that hell itself came into the Madrigal home because, now that the tension between them was gone in an afternoon like it hadn't been there in the first place, Camilo gained access to over thirty years worth of information and insight on prank planning and general mischief. And who better a source than his uncle who can make sure they almost never get caught by looking into the future for potential holes in the plan? Those two wouldn't see sweets after dinner for months
• They definitely put on plays together. Bruno is the script writer and director while Camilo is the acting coach and co-director. The rats acting prowess has greatly improved with Camilo leading them through the stage directions by turning into each character and showing the rats how it's all done, elated when they copy him to the best of their ability. Though he still doesn't like them in his clothes or to hold them for long, the rats adore Camilo, but when Antonio told him that they've labeled him their forth favorite person, Bruno really really tried not to laugh at the absolute heartbreak and betrayal on his face at the news. Tried.
• Camilo, if he isn't preoccupied with something else, tends to follow after Bruno. Bruno can figure that Camilo is studying him for his shape shifting, matching the way he walks and the way he moves his hands when he talks, but sometimes Camilo really does follow Bruno around for the sake of just following his tío around. He's curious of him after so long, especially when his most vivid memory of him doesn't match up at all, and asks him questions that Bruno answers often without looking at him, mostly because Camilo likes to follow him about when he had other things to do
• Referring to the above, Camilo's favorite time to bother spend time with his uncle is when he's in his room. Bruno meditates and takes time looking uselessly through the idle future to avoid getting prophecy headaches (a habit he had to push himself to take back up) and Camilo just loves to flop his way through the swirling sand dome and plop himself down right next time and watch the green flashes of nothing and everything, absolutely in awe by it all. Bruno ~begrudgingly~ lets him stay so long as he promises to be quiet and let him focus and Camilo swears he will, but they always end up having an idle conversation about the bits and pieces of the visions. Hey, Bruno said he had to be quiet, not completely silent.
Camilo: Tío, can I come in?
Camilo, pushing through the sand dome: Thanks, love you
Despite the poor job he does pretending to be oh so "annoyed" with Camilo's presence, Bruno's heart tugs with immeasurable happiness and relief to see the way Camilo's eyes sparkle with interest and almost glee watching the swirling visions, rather than the fear and unease he had sung about before
• Camilo still does the "Scary Bruno" for children who are too young to be truthfully frightened by the tales of old "Bad Luck Bruno." He was afraid at first that it would put a strain on their relationship when Bruno found out, but Bruno, after setting aside the initial knee jerk fear, joked about how he only wished that the "seven foot frame" was a reality. Bruno doesn't care if Camilo pulls out the scary face for a couple of kids that run off screaming with smiles on their faces, but still, Camilo always makes sure to reassure the children that that version of his tío is just a story. The real guy is just some sweet old dude that hangs out with cute rats and eats sand all day (which often prompts another Madrigal to insist that Bruno, at the very least, doesn't willing eat sand)
• The funny thing is that while "Scary Bruno" doesn't phase him much, the first time Camilo shifted into him how he actually is, Bruno just about had a heart attack