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#camilo madrigal x gender neutral reader
lafamiliamadrigalpt · 10 months
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Random narrator: “This is Y/n. Y/n loves their personal space.”
*Camilo hugging Y/n tightly*
Random narrator: “This is Camilo. Camilo also loves Y/n’s personal space.”
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strigeist · 1 year
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~ Anonymous request. I'm sorry for taking so long, I got very busy with the holidays! This was definetly not my best work and I couldn't fit some things you requested in the story, so I apologize for that as well, anon. I feel like this would work much better as a multi-chapter, but I don't think I'll do that. Also, happy new year for anyone reading this! Wish you an amazing 2023! ~
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Camilo x Gender neutral reader
Summary: While trying to find somewhere safe for your dragons, you find Encanto and become very good friends with Camilo. These are a few snippets of your new life there.
Word count: 2147.
!!Trigger warning!!: Mentions of parental death.
Genre: Lord knows
Author's notes: The person who requested this took a lot of reference from httyd, but I never watched any of the movies, so forgive me for any mistakes on the dragon part... or the writing part. This was written over the course of a few days while I was surrounded by people talking and doing stuff, so needless to say it's probably all over the place due to me being half distracted ^^''. I don't think this ended up being very romantic, so I guess it can be read as platonic too. I didn't edit it either because it would take even longer if I did that so I'm sorry for any grammar mistakes!
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After your father's death at the hands of hunters, you and your three remaining dragons began your life-long journey. You lived a nomadic lifestyle, changing homes very frequently, and chose not to have a fixed mission. Sometimes you just went sight-seeing, sometimes you had fun with other dragon trainers, and sometimes you helped others (helping people usually meant taming a wild dragon that was attacking, and helping dragons usually meant fighting off hunters. You were very good at both).
Currently, however, you had a very fixed goal in mind: to find a safe place. You had to after deciding to take an infant deathgripper under your wing. He was simply not old enough for you to consider it safe to take him on these trips. He didn't know how to fly or walk very well, you had to carry him everywhere on a pouch.
After a lot of flying around, you came across a place that seemed perfect, for you yourself had almost missed it. It was a small town hidden between mountins so tall you could only imagine no person would be able to easily climb them. You decided to give it a shot, after all you were getting tired and needed rest.
As you descended into the town, people were, naturally, very scared. They probably have seen very few dragons around, this area didn't seem to have many, and the fact that you brought not one, but four, likely made them feel threatened. You tried to explain yourself but they didn't seem to calm down, and that's when you were approached by the apparent leaders of the place.
It was a considerably big family, and they all seemed very shocked to see you there. Most of them looked more scared then anything, except for the youngest, who just seemed curious about your flock.
The older woman, probably matriarch, stepped forward and tried to work out something to say, clearly having a hard time. You simply waited.
"... Who are you," she finally asked "and what do you want here?"
You explained everything to her. What you did, how you got here and what you were looking for. You promised you would help around as much as you could to make up for it, and how your dragons wouldn't be trouble, but they all seemed very hesitant until the child spoke up.
"The dragons are safe, they're very polite! They've done this before, I think." He looked up at you for confirmation, to which you nodded enthusiasticly.
After a lot of talking, now in their home and not in the middle of the street, they decided to let you in under the condition that you brought no harm to the people. That was more than enough for you.
[...]
You were fitting in the town surprisingly well. In order to show gratitude (and to ease people's nerves regarding you) you were helping around a lot, both with and without the dragons.
You also got significantly closer to some people. The Madrigal family as a whole seemed to be interested in you, especially the ones who were around your age (and Antonio, though you were sure he was closer to your dragons than to you), but the one who stood out the most for you was Camilo.
When you first arrived, you didn't think much of him. You didn't talk and rarely ran into each other. However, after a few days you started to notice that he stared at you a lot. Somehow it didn't few weird or threatening, he looked like a mix of curious and in awe. You thought it was funny and sweet. You were the first one to approach him and he turned into a blubbering mess, which was pretty cute.
"Hey!" You said from behind him.
Camilo turned around quickly, almost dropping the bascket of fruits he was carrying.
"Uh, oh, I- heey, (Y/n), right?" Even though he was clearly nervous, he smiled "What's good?"
You couldn't help but laugh.
"Not much, I was just wondering... You stare at me a lot. Is there anything you wanna ask?" You stopped for a second, then quickly added "I'm not mad or anything! Just curious!"
Judging by how red he got, you guessed he really wasn't expecting that question.
"Oh! I just, well," he laughed "you just look very... Interesting! That's all."
From then on, you started to talk more and more. Camilo was always so curious about what your past and what you do, you found it very sweet. He himself even had a lot of stories, and while they tended to be more mundane than yours, you found the way he tells stories to be very compelling.
Your dragons didn't like him a lot, though. You had no idea why, but they were always very protective of you whenever you were together. The baby deathgripper even tried to squirt small drops of acid in his clothes whener he thought he was too close. That didn't stop Camilo from seeking you out, but you felt bad and tried to make up for it.
With you getting closer to Camilo, you also got much closer to his other family members. Mirabel was very welcoming and you talked quite a bit too, and you and Luisa partnered up in tasks a few times. Bruno sometimes approached you when you were with Camilo, he seemed to know something that you didn't, and whatever it was made the shape shifter very flustered. Pepa was weary of you at first, but softened as your friendship with her son progressed (Félix was much more "chill" since the beginning). Point is, things were going very well, even Alma had started to like you and you were thankful.
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Eventually your dragons did start to like Camilo, and the story is quite surprising.
After some time of friendship, you started taking him on your little trips around the mountains. They usually only lasted an afternoon and their only purpose was to keep the dragons healthy, much like how you take a dog on a walk. One day he asked if he could join, and how could you say no?
It went well, and this you decided to take him with you every time. It was much more enjoyable when you had someone to talk to, especially someone as enthusiastic as Camilo.
One day, as you were flying around, the dragons suddenly seemed agitated. You didn't know the reason, but it put on edge and you decided to end the trip early. You didn't tell Camilo so he wouldn't get worried, but you had a feeling he knew something was off.
Once you were closer to Encanto, you heard the most terrifying roar you had every heard in your life. Looking back, you realized it was probably another dragon, but at the moment you were extremely startled.
Due to the scare, you lost your grip on the dragon's back and, since she also got startled and jerked a little bit backward once she heard the roar, ended up falling. You were very high up, so you would probably be dead once you hit the ground. That didn't happen, however thanks to Camilo's quick thinking!
As soon as your friend saw you falling, he quickly shape shifted into someone who was stronger and taller. You dragon was already going down to get closer to you, and he knew just what to do. They approached you very quickly and he pulled you back to the dragon's back with his new form.
"(Y/n), are you okay?! Are you hurt?!" He asked worriedly. One of his arms was wrapped around you, and the other held onto the saddle.
"Y-yeah, I'm fine..." You looked around, then back at him "Just a bit shocked. Thanks for not letting me fall."
"I wouldn't dream of it." He smiled.
You hugged him tight. He couldn't exactly return the gesture, but you didn't mind.
When you got back to Encanto that day, the dragons seemed to respect Camilo a lot more. Sometimes they even saught him out without you. You guessed it probably had something to do with how he saved you, but whatever it was, you were very happy about it. (The baby didn't change in attitude, probably because he wasn't in that trip... or simply because he was a brat.)
[...]
You went back to look around the mountains the day after the roar incident, but found nothing. You figured it was probably just a creature passing by and didn't think much of it.
Now you knew you were so, so terribly wrong.
A few days later you were on yet another "walk" with Camilo and your dragons, this time with the baby, unfortunately for him. You were having a very good time, until you heard that same roar. Again.
This time something seemed different...
"... Was it just me or did that come from near the town?" Camilo asked.
You turned to him and heard it again. Definitely came from the town.
"Oh Dios, let's go!"
When you got to the town, you were met with a storm. Rain was pouring everywhere, there was lightning, and around 3 houses were burned to complete ash. You heard another roar and sounds of things being broken (and screams, of course). By that you already had a guess of what you were dealing with.
"Camilo, stay here!" You said as you took him out of the dragon's back and made your way towards noise.
Just as you thought, it was a wild dragon. A Monstrous Nightmare, to be more precise. They were known for their violent tendencies and fire spiting abilities, fire that spread extremely quickly. Thanks to Pepa's distress, it was raining a lot, so that's one less thing to worry about.
As soon as you came across the dragon, all three of yours remained defensive (and, well, the baby, not that he could do much while being stuck on a pouch).
"HEY!" You shouted and grabbed your swords handle, but didn't draw it. Just to be safe.
The dragon turned around sharply. It's gaze was angry and terrifying, but you remained calm even as it roared to you.
"Hey, listen, no one here will hurt you..." You took your hand out of the handle as you said that, not wanting to seem contradictory "It's okay, see?" You gestured back at your own dragons, who only stared calmly "There are others here, and they're fine!"
You reached out with your hand and it came closer, stopped as the people started making noise again worried about your safety.
"No, it's fine, guys, really! I've done this before!" You addressed the crowd but did not move your gaze from the Monstrous Nightmare in front of you.
You kept talking to the dragon calmly, and eventually it allowed you to touch him. That's when you know it was tamed and no longer a threat. Before you could even check if everyone else was alright, Camilo came running up to you.
"(Y/n), that was amazing! How'd you do that?" He asked excitedly.
You scratched the back of your neck and laughed.
"It takes a lot of practice, but it's not exactly hard once you know what you're doing- yo, yo!" You very lightly tapped the baby deathgripper as you noticed he position himself to ""attack"" Camilo "bad dragon, bad! We don't do that!"
Camilo laughed. "I'm starting to think he doesn't like me."
"Yeah, guess not." You smiled.
"Anyways, I'm going to check if everyone's okay... Wanna come too?" He asked, then held out a hand.
You grabbed his hand and he smiles softly.
"Yeah, let's go... But first we need to take the dragons back to their spot, I don't think people will appreciate them chilling here in the middle of the town after this!"
You and Camilo took the dragons to their resting place and went to see how everyone was doing. Mostly, people were just thankful you were there to save them, even if a little bit mistrustful of how the Monstrous Nightmare had found Encanto, but you didn't blame them. The Madrigals were especially thankful, and Antonio had told Camilo to ask if you could teach him how to tame dragons (Camilo said you should do it at your own risk, considering that Pepa would be very, very mad if she saw her baby anywhere near a dragon. You wandered what she would think if she knew of you and Camilo's little escapades!)
You helped with rebuilding the houses and things eventually went back to normal, only with one more dragon in town. All in all, you were glad to have found Encanto. Perhaps you would stay a little more, telling yourself that you had to have a stable home to train the new dragon and the baby, but maybe a certain curly-head had something to do with the decision...
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sesamestreet47 · 2 years
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Camilo with a tall s/o
Camilo Madrigal x gn!reader
they/them for the reader & he/him for Camilo
i’m really tall, i wrote this to cheer myself up
!english isn’t my first language, so there can be some grammar mistakes that I am sorry for in advance!
MASTERLIST
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“I could shapeshift into a taller version of myself,” Camilo stated under his breath, scanning Y/N.
They scoffed with a small smile. “Why don’t you do that, then?”
Camilo narrowed his eyes and stepped closer, almost making Y/N step back due to the sudden proximity. He raised his chin up to meet their gaze.
“I could,” he started. “But I like this.”
Not giving Y/N any chance to react, he wrapped his arms around their middle and nuzzled his head into their chest.
“Uh, alright then.” Y/N slowly draped their arms around his shoulders and rested their chin on his head. Kinda amazing how perfectly he fits there. “You like my hugs, so what?”
“Well, that too, but it’s not what I meant,”
“Oh? Then what is it?”
With arms still tightly wrapped around them, he looked up. “I can listen to your heartbeat that way.”
“O-oh…”
“Y/N?” Camilo poked them. “Mierda, did I break you?”
Camilo absolutely loves you being taller than him
at first, he acted grumpily, pretending he hates the fact he’s shorter, because he thought it’d make you feel superior
he gets all smiley and giddy when he thinks about your hugs and how easy it is to press a kiss to your collarbones or neck
just one look from you, the one where you tilt your head, rest your hands on your hips and look down at him is enough to make him a blushing mess
but after some time, he realized you’re actually a bit insecure about your height
he spared no time in showing you all the great things about you being so tall
he doesn’t go a day without paying you a compliment
but it took some time before you started taking them seriously, previously you’d just roll your eyes at him
“Ooh, looks like Cami made a friend,” Antonio said, catching Pepa’s attention.
His mother turned to look at him. When she saw his little finger pointing at his brother, she followed with her gaze.
“What do you mean Toñito-“
She stopped noticing her son leaning against a wall of a nearby house. His half-lidded eyes were glued to his friend as they spoke words to him, although Pepa was sure he was far from listening.
A small, gray cloud appeared above her head. A few droplets fell to the ground just as two or three tears escaped Pepa’s eye and rolled down her cheek. She smiled as a sense of familiarity and nostalgia washed over her.
She noticed her son looking up. She noticed Y/N taking a step back so they didn’t have to tilt their head. She noticed Camilo pushing his shoulders back to appear taller. She noticed Y/N shifting their body weight to one leg and bending the other to appear smaller.
Small things, but nevertheless it was like observing herself and Félix when they were teens oh so many years ago.
“Má, you have a cloud. Are you okay?” Antonio’s toucan flapped its wings to make the cloud go away as the kid tugged on his mom’s orange dress.
Pepa looked at him. “Mhm, never better.”
Antonio still looked unconvinced. He tilted his head with a grimace.
“Ay, I don’t think they’re just a friend, Toñito,” Pepa changed the subject. She ruffled her youngest’s hair. “Maybe we should give them some privacy, ah?”
Pepa sat Antonio on her shoulders and started walking.
“Ay, is Camilo making googly eyes at them? Does he… like them?” Antonio cringed upon saying those words. Pepa chuckled.
“Do me a favor mijo and never grow up,”
Pepa was the first to root for you
she knew Camilo liked you even before he found that out himself
sure, he thought you were pretty amazing and your height just added to your greatness
it made him think of you as some sort of god’s descendant
but he’s a teenager and that meant feelings are often confusing, he wasn’t sure if he was just intrigued or actually smitten
but Pepa knew, just one look at the two of you and it was clear that her son was falling
she saw so much of his father in him
at least one of Félix’s had to have a thing for taller people
and like a proper mother should, she wasn’t subtle at all
“Camilo how is that friend of yours - Y/N?”
“They should come for dinner sometime,”
“Your tía made too many pandebonos, see if Y/N wants some,”
“There’s no way I’ll believe that,”
“It’s true!” Camilo exclaimed in a high-pitched voice. He coughed and repeated. “It’s true.”
Y/N shook their head. “No. There’s no way you managed to pick up Mirabel bridal style.”
“I did manage,” he grumbled, crossing his arms.
Y/N grabbed his arm. Feeling their cool fingers on his burning skin, he wished they’d move them to his cheeks and cool those down too. Y/N scanned his hand. “With these?” they raised a brow.
Camilo could gasp in offense, send them a look or even slap their hand away, but he chose not to. A far better idea crept into his mind, a bold one. But those were always welcomed there.
“Yes,” he said with a bit of a posh accent. Trying to give off the impression that their opinion didn’t matter to him. But it did, it absolutely did. “And I’m more than happy to prove it, mi vida.”
Y/N dropped his arm and crossing their own, they looked at him. Chin raised, eyes lidded, back straight. The infamous, challenging look Camilo grew to love. He could practically hear them say I’d like to see you try.
Camilo stepped closer. Head held up high in order to show them he was not intimidated even one bit. And when his face was inches away from theirs, his lips curved into his significant devilish smirk. Y/N shifted in their stance, almost as if not taking a step back was the most difficult thing at the moment.
What happened next was almost a blur. Y/N felt his fingers gently brushing their back, making them shiver when he reached their spine. Before they could slap his hand away, he moved his hand to their side, gripping it firmly. The other hand flew down to their knees and with a low grunt, Camilo picked them up.
“Woah!” Y/N closed their eyes, feeling the solid ground disappear from under their feet. Opening one eye, they were met with the same smile as before only now, if that was even possible, it was wider.
“See?” he leaned in to mutter into their ear. “Told you it’s true.”
“Mhm,” was all they could muster.
“Remember this, mi amor,” he sighed, slowly placing them back on their feet. “I never lie.”
He sent them a grin. And that might have been too much for Y/N. With his arm still around their waist, like a tight corset, eyes full of confidence and a smile, it was impossible to stay composed.
when he said that he never lied, he meant it
you hear him complimenting you every day, but up to now, you thought he did that only to make you feel better
not even once has it crossed your mind that he was being genuine
but then you noticed his actions matched his words
he would say how much he loves your hugs and then wouldn’t go a day without finding an excuse to wrap your arms around you
he would claim he could look up at you all the time, adding that it might even help his posture, and then you’d catch him staring at you often
you found it ironic how all those small things made you less insecure about being... well, not so small yourself
“Can we date?”
“What?” Camilo snapped their head towards Y/N. Or rather Mirabel’s head that after a second shifted to Pepa’s after it landed back on his own. 
“You okay?” Y/N asked, reaching for him. Camilo shook his head.
“You- Can you repeat that?” he breathed out, ignoring their concerns. Eyes wide as he stared at them. 
“Can we date?” Y/N repeated, just as bluntly as before.
Camilo smiled, because his memory was fogged and he forgot how to control his own face by now. “Why?”
Y/N shrugged. “Well, I think you’re great and pretty cute, I guess,” they said like it was obvious. “Plus, I don’t feel like an awkward giant around you.”
Camilo bit his lip, but the shit-eating grin he tried to prevent was still visible. His eyes trailed over them as if making sure they were standing here, right in front of him. That he wasn’t imagining the words they just spoke to him.
“But if you don’t want to then-”
Y/N didn’t get to finish their thought. Words consumed by Camilo as he brought their mouth to his with the help of his hand on the collar of their shirt. Bringing them down, he kissed them like  he waited his whole life for this. Maybe he was. Grabbing their face in both hands, he pulled away. Staying close, with a wide and bright smile, he looked them in the eyes. 
“I guess we can,” he shrugged, trying to act nonchalant.
Y/N blinked. The shock still not fully out of their system. Their eyes moved from side to side and when they finally landed on Camilo’s smile, they mimicked him with a sigh of relief. 
“I guess that’s cool then,” they whispered. This time, it was their turn to bring him to them. So they did just that, sparing no time in closing the distance again.
after the confession, he didn’t stop singing your praises
the compliments doubled if that was possible, he even mixed them with affection
all kinds of affection
“Y/N hold my hand and guide me through the crowd, so I don’t get lost”
his favorite thing to do was giving you hugs from behind and pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder
he often did that when he was too busy to hang out with you, so if he spots you in the village, he will run up to you, give you a hug and go back to his chores screaming “Have a great day, amor!”
he also liked how his height allowed him to kiss you on the neck or jaw out of nowhere, he did that from time to time in the middle of conversation to throw you off
just a quick peck was all it took to make you stumble on your words
your favorite were the times where you could cuddle in your or his room
Camilo would cage you in a tight hug, his body on yours as you’d rest your back against the headboard, your hands rubbing his back
it made you feel very protective
of course he loved everything about you, not just your height,
but it was definitely the first thing that he noticed about you and the thing that made him a blushing mess the most
he admired you a lot
not once could he stop a smile from creeping across his face when around you
MASTERLIST
Camilo and his s/o would definitely be a lot like Pepa and Félix
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suncakie · 2 years
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—Is that blood? | camilo x gn!reader
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request. [anon] hello, congrats on 100 followers!! totally deserved <3 (even more!!) for ur event, can i please have prompt 18 + camilo? thank you!!
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prompt. 18 “Is that blood?” “Yes but that doesn’t matter right now, what does matter is-” “You are literally bleeding.”
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prompt list. 100 followers event!
warnings. mentions of blood and falling, worried camilo, not a couple(?), forgetting Antonio's ability.
notes. again, I'm sorry it took awhile! But here it is anon! I hope you like it!
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"Is that blood?"
Camilo didn't expect to open the door to his room to welcome you, who somehow looked like they came from a war, clothes unevenly ruffled, hair a mess, and what's not to miss is the gushing red stains on your forehead.
You didn't mean to fall off the house roof and landing on the broken wood carriage, you just slipped and tripped that's all, although that isn't the reason why you are here.
“Yes but that doesn’t matter right now, what does matter is-” Camilo deadpanned at your behaviour, abruptly snatching your hand catching you mid sentence to bring you to his Tia, getting you healed up.
“You are literally bleeding, it does matter" you looked at him like a deer caught in headlights until you shook your head.
"Look I'm fine okay? It's just a scratch, there's more important things to do than this" you reasoned and tugged his hand that was holding your wrist tightly.
"Oh the next thing you know you get stabbed and think of doing house chores the next day" Camilo frustratedly told you as he held your wrist tighter but not enough to leave a mark on it.
Once the two of you got to Julieta, who was tending minor injuries, she suddenly shifted her attention to you who was rather calm for the bloody forehead you have, not bothering to explain what happened with a worried yet annoyed Camilo beside you.
Once tended, Julieta left the two of you with a damp cloth to clean off the stained blood dripping on your head, the boy beside you observing your actions silently, as if to ask 'what happened?'
You sighed after you asked Camilo if there are any stains left, which he said there are none and leaned back. "Fell of the roof"
The boy looked at you a shock expression on his face before you added "it was slippery okay! I was fixing our roof" he calmed down- well slightly calmed down.
"Although I'm more worried of the donkeys"
"What? Why?" He asked slowly standing up to tell an adult about the problem with the donkeys "they ran off when I fell I dunno where they went" and that's when you heard a commotion happening in the madrigal house.
Surprisingly none of them knew about it despite not seeing the donkeys where they usually stay, Dolores knows, but she didn't bother as it's their happy time with Mariano.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?! We could of started finding them!" That was Luisa screaming her heart out to her cousin who tried to explain he didn't know and tended your wounds first before asking.
"Luisa it's okay, I'm sure we would find them" that was Mirabel, calming her older sister down while Isabela had to stop herself from choking the boy.
Yes it was just donkeys but Luisa cares for them alot.
Unknowingly, You sat with Antonio who was sitting in your lap, happily eating an arepa while you played with his hair.
"Should we tell them I could ask my friends to call them here?" Antonio asked as he raised his head up to look at you.
You shook your head and laughed at the commotion "nah, let them realize that themselves"
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chamileonidae · 2 years
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𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮
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"7 months not 7 weeks"
- carlos madrigal x gn!reader
- carlos and camilo are aged up (20)
- royalty au!
- miniseries (hopefully, or else I'll sue myself)
- warnings! swearing quite a good amount, fluff fluff, i cant tell if this is long or too short to my liking, not exactly proofread, a few grammar/punctuation mistakes
- carlos is a bit more funky but he still has bad boy elements
part one | part two | part three
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"Oh! This is such great news!" abuela alma, the former queen, squeled in delight. She squeezed you in a hug before hugging Camilo's suitor. You weren't sure what you did in your past life to get thrown in this situation and you can't tell if you like it or not.
You're currently in the castle's living room the next day. The birds chirping was the background noise dancing in your empty mind. Still quite trying to process everything that is happening. Carlos was standing beside you and Camilo was beside his suitor. Abuela insisted on meeting all four of you to congratulate and maybe a tinge of evaluation for each suitors. She was the most happiest to find out that Carlos managed to get a suitor himself as well.
For your mother, she was shocked at the news yet she was supportive. You never told her about your unresolved concerns about the subject of being a prince's suitor but you digressed.
From the corner of your eye, you could see Pepa fanning herself, her husband by her side to stop her from melting seeing her sons.
After awhile of abuela's long speech about the importance of extending the family tree, she finally left with Pepa and Felix trailing behind her. You let out a sigh of relief, both women had you on thin ice.
You looked to your side to see Camilo and his suitor, Alex, getting along just well whilst you and Carlos were absolutely oblivious on what to make out of this situation. You felt a tug on your shirt sleeve, grabbing your attention towards Carlos who clearly felt guilty. He leaned closer to your ear and whispered:
"Let's talk in the corner," he pulled back and gestured to the corner of the room, far from where Camilo and Alex were happily chatting. You followed him to the corner of the room and spoke in a faint tone to avoid anyone hearing.
"I'll be honest, I'm not sure about-" you moved your hands to gesture the both of you "-this,"
He nodded and copied your tone as well, "I'm not sure if I'm ready for marriage,"
You crossed your arms over your chest, "What do you think we should do? Would your abuela freak out if we insisted on not getting married?"
Carlos sighed and nodded making your jaw dropped. You and Carlos exchanged a few more potential plots to call off the wedding afterwards, you made a few glances at the other twin, somehow still calm and enjoying his talk with his suitor.
"No, we can't do that. It isnt abuela Almaproof, she will find a loophole if we proceeded that plan," Carlos opposed to your plan of just negotiating with her.
Carlos snapped his fingers, "What if you mess up, be mean or be a mess. Anything not royally cool,"
You shook your head, disapproving his plot, "I'm not mean Carlos and I can't stand messing up,"
"You can try?"
"Yeah, no,"
"Hey guys!" Camilo's chirpy voice greeted the both of you, halting any further discussions, "Yn," he slightly bowed and extended a hand, "Nice to meet you, I never thought I'd see my brother picking a suitor,"
You returned the handshake, "Yes well, actually we-"
"Are very happy to meet eachother," Carlos cut you off, he slung an arm around your shoulders and pulled you closer to him. You looked at him confused to which he returned with a wink and looked back at Camilo with a smirk.
"Oho, nice to see you guys warming up to eachother," Camilo patted Carlos' shoulder. Carlos pushed of the hand on his shoulder.
"We should get to know eachother as well, yn," Alex chimed in, nodding at you.
"Sure will,"
"Oh! I overheard that the wedding," Camilo raised the both of his eyebrows twice, "Is going to be in 7 months,"
"7 months? Oh sounds- sounds wonderful," you chuckled, clasping the both of your hands.
Carlos hesitated "in- indeed...," he displayed the most believable smile he could pull.
"Oh? Hermano, never thought I would expect that from you," Camilo pointed out.
"Um, well... it's none of your business,",
Camilo was about to reply but a maid approached the four of them. She slightly bowed before looking up to glance between you and Alex, she smiled, "Please, follow me," she gestured to the door.
The maid lead the both of you to seperate rooms, "This will be where you are going to be staying. The queen also mentioned you both are more than welcomed to explore the castle as long as you dont venture into any of the royal family's chamber,"
"Do get ready for dinner tonight, your wardrobe is filled with royal clothing as well as your normal attire that we have organised from the luggage you packed before coming here this morning," the maid continued.
You nodded, thanking her in the process as she moved away from the two bedroom doors and into the hallway.
"See you tonight, yn," Alex grabbed the doorknob and waved at you as they entered.
"See you," you nearly whispered and entered your own room.
The bedroom had you in awe, it was definitely bigger than the room you had, a vanity stood near the corner and a work table right beside it. The table held a feather pen and a jar of ink, you walked closer to table and opened the drawer, revealing it was filled with jars of ink and parchment papers. You averted your attention towards a bookshelf nearby, you pulled out a book from the shelf and inspected the title. Unsatisfied, you read the titles on the spine or the cover of the books, they were all books from long ago and you have already read them before. It seemed like the books has never been switched out, just occasionally cleaned and nothing more.
"I should tell Carlos about this,"
You finally turned to the queen sized bed sitting in the middle of the room. The bedframe touched the wall and there was sort of a curtain covering sides of the bed, you moved the curtain away and flopped onto the mattress. It was soft and you can feel yourself sinking into the scent of washed bedsheets.
The knock on the door however, pulled you back to reality. You left the soft mattress and looked at the vanity to see your hair slightly scruffed. You patted down some of the strands of hair before heading to the door. You opened the door to see Carlos in just his button up shirt and black pants, he probably had given up on wearing his blazer and waistcoat.
You raised an eyebrow at him, "Yes?"
"Do you want to get tea?" he raised a book in his hand, "We still have a few hours before dinner,"
"Uh, sure but I don't have a book with me, I couldn't pack them in time,"
"You have a whole shelf there," he pointed at the bookshelf behind you.
You shook your head, "Old books and I've already read them,"
"I could never stand those books, ancient stuff i don't understand. It's fine, here, have you read this?" he shoved another book that he was holding in front of you.
"Art of War?" there was excitement evident in your voice
Carlos smiled gently "Mhm, pretty neat. Come on, let's go to the garden gazebo,"
"Perfect, I was planning to start this book," you lightly skipped to his side and followed him to the castle gardens.
The both of you knew your way around, approaching the table and chairs set in the gazebo. The garden truly showed brighter colours than the time you saw it last night. There were vines hugging the gazebo's pillars and flowers surrounding the gazebo. This is your first time seeing the garden as a whole since it was dark when you first found it. You halt your steps to look around for a moment, swiping the flower petals in your fingers. It was slightly wet, the royal gardener must have just watered the plants.
"Red hibiscus, caught your eye?" Carlos stood next to you, watching you moved to another flower beside the hibiscus you had just admired.
"Flowers are fascinating and gorgeous," you slightly tug a yellow rose in front of you, it was beautiful you thought, you looked up at Carlos, "Can I pluck this?"
"Hm? Sure," Carlos gave you the book he was holding before fishing out a penknife from his pocket, he gently held the rose steady and place the blade on the rose's stalk. He began moving his hand to cut the rose. Once cut he chipped away the thorns sticking out. He kept the penknife back in his pocket and gestured for you to face him, he leaned a little to you and tuck the rose in your ear.
Carlos started to tidy up your hair, noticing a few strands falling at places where they don't fit. He brushed away the hair that fell in front of you and leaned back. His touch lingered on your skin, if he had taken more time, then he'd certainly noticed how flustered you were.
"Pretty," he muttered under his breath before he sucked in a deep breath and said: "Should we go now? I can see the servants about to serve our tea," he offered you his arm.
Disturbing your own trance, you nodded at him and held his arm. He escorted you back to the gazebo and you let go of his arm upon reaching it. You sat on the chair across from him and without a moment's notice, the servant placed a tower of scones, a stick of butter and a jar of strawberry jam. The silverware was wrapped in a velvet napkin, sitting beside the plate in front of you.
Finally, they set a pot of hot tea with teacups and a cup of sugar cube. The servant was about to grab the pot but Carlos stopped them, he nodded and the servant understood. They left the both of you alone, Carlos grabbed the pot and stood to pour the tea in your cup before pouring it in his own and sat down after.
You watched Carlos grabbed a scone and cutted it in half with a knife spreader before using the knife again to spread the butter on one side of the scone and strawberry jam on the other. He sandwiched the two halves and started munching. Immediately, you copied what he did before, the taste was undeniably tasty.
"Is it good?" Carlos asked, seeing your eyes lit up after taking another bite of the scone. You hummed in agreement, castle scones are definitely on another level.
You flipped open the book Carlos gave you earlier and started reading but stopped almost instantly when Carlos spoke.
"How do you think we should call off the wedding?"
You paused for a moment to think, "Um, run away?"
Carlos rolled his eyes, "Obviously you can't do that, you might get exiled from the kingdom,"
"What do you purpose then? Can't you just tell tu abuela that you're having second thoughts?"
"No can do, she won't listen,"
You bit the inside of your cheek, disappointed about the lack of plans.
Carlos stared at your slumped posture. He slightly softened himself, "What if we don't cancel the wedding," he said in a hushed voice.
"Did you say something?"
His shoulders tensed, "Huh? Oh, no what if we enjoy ourselves for now, we have 7 months not 7 week," he slurred the next few words as he brought the teacup to his lips "Maybe we might fall for eachother, who knows,"
You didnt hear the last part but the words '7 months not 7 weeks' stuck. He's right, it's not over over.
"Yeah, I guess you're right," you shoved another sandwiched scone you made into your mouth.
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The first few months passed like a wind, you felt the future dawning yet ever so slightly there were changes. You and Carlos had gotten more closer, sharing thoughts on books during tea and spare time at the garden. It seemed that the garden had unconsciously became yours and Carlos' casual spot.
Today was no different, you and Carlos were spending time together as always, sitting on a picnic blanket amongst the flower bushes and blooming trees. Each of you buried in your own books, only the sounds of nature served as music to your ears and maybe even occasional laughters whenever the both of you joked around.
You tucked a finger on the page you were reading before closing the book, you looked at Carlos who was reading intently, his eyes furrowed then it relaxed. You assumed he was reading an intense scene that then escalated for the better. You watched the way the wind picked up his curls and how long his eyelashes were as he blinked. Then, to his lips, it looked plumped, irresistible and was slightly agape, his bunny teeth barely visible from it.
There were.... a few moments you can pick about Carlos that somewhat made your heart fluttered. How a week after your first tea session with him, the books in your room were replaced with newer edition books that had just been published. The maid that was assigned to you informed that it was all an order from Principe Carlos Madrigal himself.
You also took note how much softer he gets whenever you were alone with him. He took good care of you, secretly you thought it might be because he felt bad for getting you into this situation but a very in denial part of you hoped he liked you. Nevertheless, you liked this side of Carlos, he's sweet and never mistreated or abused his power as a prince around the servants, maids or butlers.
Carlos noticed he was being stared at, he ignored it for a moment to focus on the book and then he turned to look at you. Your eyes locked, neither of you looked away, it wasn't like the staring contest you both had when you first met, this one is leaning towards your adoration for eachother.
A wash of deja vu hits you when you both unknowingly leaned closer to eachother. Carlos was bewitched by your eyes as much as you were too. Your eyes fluttered shut when you felt his nose brushed against yours, awaiting the soft lips you've actually found yourself thought about often.
"MIERDA, LOOK OUT!"
You and Carlos parted away at once, a round object was flying your way, you raised both of your arms and shielded yourself, waiting to be hit by whatever flying towards you. The hit never came, instead a hand pulled your head to their chest. The soft cotton clothing he was wearing brushed against your skin, you felt the impact of the ball but it didnt hurt. You looked up to see Carlos partially hugging you to prevent you from getting a direct hit. You felt your heartbeat picked up it's pace.
Carlos pulled away, he held your cheek and inspected for any injuries, he moved his hand to your shoulder and lightly stroked it, to see if you'd flinch. He looked at you, "You're okay right?"
You managed a nod, once he made sure that he had taken most of the impact, the voice coming from the great Camilo Madrigal nearly made him snap.
"Oh woops, are you guys okay?" Camilo walked towards the both of you, "Sorry, Alex and I were playing fútbol,"
"Watch where you're kicking pendejo! You almost hit yn,"
Camilo crossed his arms across his chest and a rather mischievous smirk formed on his lips, "But you managed to protect yn right? You get to be this close to them," he wiggled his eyebrows.
"TU GILIPOLLAS," Carlos yelled, Camilo turned on his heel and started bolting the other direction. Carlos flinched to chase after him but before he stood up, he turned to you and planted a delicate but quick kiss on your forehead.
He instantly ran after Camilo once he got on his feet. You could hear muffled screaming in the background as you zoned out trying to comprehend what just happened. When the sight of Carlos gripping Camilo's arm as his other hand smacked Camilo multiple times on the shoulder and hearing Carlos mellow laughter reached your ears, you realised:
maybe you do like Carlos Madrigal.
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Whahahdhsg i think i went overboard. I like scones btw, specifically whatever i just mentioned here
It was actually fun to write this. Also i can't stop smashing my head on the table because of how unsatisfied i was about the length of the story, like i want it to be long but it always ends up shorter than i liked but at the same time I dont want it to be too long because it might bore people.
Poor cami <3 , i hope carlos beat him up already/j
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carlosfruitsnacks · 2 years
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"wish you were sober"
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summary:
— Camilo wasn't the guy you met years ago, he's always out at parties, having too much fun drinking. He's always playing with your feelings, oblivious to how it's affecting you. You wish he were sober so you tell him how you actually feel, but when he does it's too late.
genre:
— angst, aged up & modern au
notes:
— gender-neutral reader. I do not speak fluent Spanish and all of the Spanish here is translated from google, feel free to correct me.
warning/s:
— mentions of drinking
a/n:
— I've been listening to Conan Gray nonstop and thought about Camilo with this song hehe
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Bodies crashed against each other with loud music blasting in the background, there was whooping and singing. Neon lights filled the room as the music kept getting louder. Here in this corner, you nursed your cup of beer, barely getting a sip of it. The party was absolute shit. Everything that is happening in the background is making you merely pop a vein in your brain. Your frontal lobe was aching so much with the amount of stress you're gaining from the obnoxious surroundings.
Your eyes scanned around for the nth time, searching for a particular someone. Finally, that someone arrives in a form of curly hair, hooded eyes, and beer-stained teeth. You frown.
"Camilo, are you done?"
Camilo Madrigal, your high school best friend and also the guy who dragged your ass to a college party despite your refusal, giggles and wraps a hand around your shoulder. He was blatantly unaware of the discomfort that's been present in you.
"Awww come oooonnn! M'just getting started [Name]!"
He slurred his words, his breath smelled like a mixture of beer and mint. You look up to Camilo and accidentally meet eyes. Why did it come to this? He wasn't like this when you met him. The Camilo Madrigal you knew was loud, cheerful, sweet, and definitely not drunk all the time. The Camilo Madrigal you fell hopelessly in love with never liked to party until the sun came out, he never liked to drink beer until he passed out, and he surely never loved to play with your feelings.
"Can we please leave now, 'Milo?"
"¡Ay vamos nena! Loosen up a bit"
Camilo purrs and leans closer to you, his eyes completely closing as his body leaned against yours for support. He overlooks his tipsiness when his face comes inches away from yours. Your breath hitches momentarily but you snap out of it by pushing him away.
"Camilo, stop it"
You say, ignoring your flushed cheeks. Camilo hums but decided to stop. It wasn't the first time he pulled this off, it always happened especially when he's drunk. No matter how much you wanted him to kiss you, there was no way you'll allow him to do it while he was intoxicated, even if it hurts you.
"You gonna drink that?"
He asks and points at the cup of beer you merely drank from. You attempted to pull the cup of beer away from him but Camilo swiftly takes it from your hand and takes one big gulp, you watched him with disappointment. You peel yourself away from Camilo, desperately looking for a place where he's not around. Eventually, you find a less crowded room but the music was still blasting. Your eyes involuntarily trailed to Camilo.
He's only nineteen but he acts like he's twenty-five now, knees weak but he talks pretty fly. Often wearing a pair of ripped jeans and holding a cup he just downed, you wished he would take you where the music ain't too loud. You watched as Camilo goes to trade drinks with a girl he obviously doesn't even know. You know he loves saving you when the party is over, he'll take and try to kiss you to the seat of his rover. Camilo was sweet, you really think you do. But you're wishing he's sober.
It felt like an eternity when Camilo decides to take you by the hand and abandon the party. He was too drunk for his own good. You stand beside him as he wobbles from side to side, trying his hardest not to puke his guts out. Though you hold him close to you to keep him stable. It was too late at night to catch a ride, it's obviously reasonable for him to not drive, you knew what that was like. Instead, you took it upon yourself to walk him back to his house.
Sooner, you two arrived at his house. Camilo laughs to himself and climbs up the steps to the front door, unconsciously pulling you with him. You reluctantly let him do what he wants, he stops to fish for the keys in his pocket. He hiccups and burps loudly, failing to get the keys. You sigh and reached into his pocket, pulling out his keys. Camilo grins at you.
"Gracias, [Name]"
He speaks lowly. You rolled your eyes and give him his keys when all of a sudden he pulls you by the arm and crashed his lips against yours. A gasp gets caught in your throat, his lips felt warm and it sends a fuzzy feeling in your stomach. Your legs turn into jelly when he pulled you closer to him, pressing his lips firmer on yours. An explosion blooms within your chest as Camilo's lips began moving, slow. It tricked you enough to kiss him back. Your lips move in sync with his, you feel him moan within the kiss. You shut your eyes with a sigh, purely giving in.
Camilo was the first to end the kiss, he looks at you breathlessly. The look in his eyes was wide, almost convincing you he went sober. But you can taste the beer on your lips, reminding you of the reality. He grabs you by the shoulder looking you in the eye.
"[Name] stay over"
"Camilo, no"
"Please, [Name] I want you here with me"
"I'm so fucking over with this rollercoaster, Camilo"
You say through gritted teeth. Camilo casts you a puzzled stare, you clenched your fists and turned away to leave. A drunken Camilo Madrigal watches you walk away with teary eyes, unable to realize what he has done.
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Several days went by, and Camilo has been trying to reach out to you. He called you way too many times to count but it's straight to voicemail. After that night when he kissed you, he woke up the next morning with the most earth-shattering headache. That morning he remembers what he did last night and instantly regrets it. Camilo knew he ruined it, he fucking ruined everything. He's been too busy chasing that high life at parties and getting too drunk to notice your frustration with him.
Because the truth is told, Camilo liked you. He's just too much of a wuss to admit it, he's too petrified that he'll lose you if he professed his feelings for you. Camilo didn't mean to change, and most certainly he didn't intend to hurt you with his sudden shift of behavior. He was an idiot for thinking you liked this version of him, someone who's confident and is on everybody's kiss list. Camilo knew he shouldn't have kissed you, but he was too impatient to wait for perfect timing. He blamed it on his alcohol-fueled decisions.
He knew he shouldn't be at a party right now, but Camilo was desperately trying to get rid of you in his head so he thought one party wouldn't hurt. However, as he walked in, Camilo can feel his throat going tight. He hated being sober, he hated parties, he just wanted you.
Out of all the places he hoped to see you again, Camilo didn't expect to see you here. He raised a brow as he watched you dance with another guy. He inhaled sharply and tried to peel his eyes away but jealousy come creeping into his system before he notices. His hand itches to grab a cup of beer or any drink to consume, but instead, he consumes the sight of you making out with the same guy. Air gets squeezed out of his lungs as he hopelessly watched you shove your tongue in that guy's mouth.
Camilo wished he was in his place so badly, but it was too late to fix it.
He was indeed sober but you clearly weren't. It wasn't even like you, though Camilo knew how he badly hurt you by the things he did. Now, he's standing here in the middle of the party unsure what to do. It seemed like a stroke of luck when you come his way, you squinted your eyes at him and took too long to recognize him at all. You scoff at him when you do.
"You don't even change do you, Camilo?"
"[Name], look, I'm sorry-"
"Shut up. Honestly, you always let me down. I know we're not just hanging out"
You told him while taking a gulp of the beer in your hand, you wipe your lips and gave him a glare. Camilo can smell how intoxicated you are. He was so wrong for wishing you'll kiss him again. But it was less likely because you already turned away and into the arms of another. Camilo thought if you even knew that guy at all, but then again he had no right to tell you what to do after what he did.
So, Camilo sits in the corner of the party, trapped and all alone. But he couldn't find himself leaving. He keeps on looking at you, Camilo wished you were the one who's sober.
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julsvu · 2 years
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gn! reader
# 📒 : not proofread, unrequited love, I didn't want to specify reader's sexuality so i used the term "person"
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the shapeshifter's eyes stalked your figure — your figure and the person who he has seen hanging out with you for weeks.
he always told himself he was over the breakup, the seperation between you two. i mean, you both did agree that you and him was slowly falling out of love and that it wasn't healthy, resulting the end of your guys' relationship. and that's like the most healthiest way to break up, none of you fought nor blamed eachother — nothing bad. so why does he feel heavy in his heart? why does he feel like he still longs for your touch, your affection and attention?
he knew it was normal — the feeling of change. but this type of change, it didn't feel normal.
you used to walk and talk all day together, now you do it with someone else while camilo watches from afar, he only stares to admire your smile, even though it isn't because of him.
you used to be partners in crime — pranking fellow villagers harmlessly together, and getting some good ol' scolding from elders. now he only sees you spend time with another person, again, sometimes even doing the same tricks you and camilo both did months ago.
why?
why did he have to fall in love again at the worst possible time?
why did you have to move on while he didn't? why was he left behind? you promised that you both would still be close after seperating as a couple, right? was he was getting too boring? was he being too cheesy and corny with his jokes?
he didn't know the answers to all of that questions, but all he knew is that he wanted to love you again — a second chance. he didn't want to be in the sidelines while you were at the center with someone else. he wanted to be with you — heck, he'd want to be with you at wherever location, he'd go to the most dangerous or to the most safest location you wanted to go to, as long as you were his and he was yours again.
a tear of his slid down his cheek as he watched you kiss the unknown person. a sense of déjà vu fell on him, remembering the feeling of your soft lips on his, how warm and giddy it made him feel on the inside, and how home-like it felt.
camilo madrigal can change or become into anything, thanks to his shapeshifting gift — but he could never become the boy you love.
© 2022 JULSVU. all rights reserved. please don't plagiarize, translate, put in other websites or copy my work without permission. ty!
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camilos-mivida · 2 years
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Cheese Experiment
Pairing with Camilo Madrigal and Female (could be gender neutral!) Reader
Summary: Camilo did a little experiment with you and a cheese.
Read more of my Camilo Madrigal fictions in this masterlist.
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"So I heared that you could make your beloved happy by giving them a cheese, so imma try it out" Camilo told his primas when they asked him on why is he holding various cheeses on a board.
"Well I've never tried that" Mirabel said, being curious on his primos experiment.
"It's because no one had tried it with you yet" Mariano told her and immediately bowed down to avoid any eye contact with her.
"Did he try it on you?" Isabela asked Dolores, who was sitting beside her mixing the bowl for buñeolos.
Dolores grinned and bit her laugh off by facing away from them.
"Ahhh, hermana like hermano, ay dios mio por favor!" Isabela raised both of her hand and exited the room.
"HEY YOU STILL NEED TO DO THE DISHES!" Mirabel yelled, seeing Isabela escape her kitchen chores.
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"Mi vida?" Camilo knocked on his room before entering it, knowing that you were inside.
"Sí?" You peeked your head up from the floor as you were comfortable in painting on the floor.
"I got you some cheese" Camilo smiled and revealed his board with a big block of cheese.
Wonder where the other cheeses are? Well Isabela was stressed that no one had ever try to give her a cheese before so she furiously took some (all) of Camilo's cheeses in his board and leaving the weird looking big block of cheese. Now this was really a challenge of you would still love his cheese gesture experiment on you.
Your face beamed up with the sight of Camilo and his special holding board with a...weird looking cheese.
"I love cheese!" You graced, a grin never left your face as you reached your hand out to the board as you could also use some snack as a break after all the paintings you've done today.
You took the block of cheese and when you were to take a bite of the cheese, a slice of cheese was slapped across your forehead.
"CHEESE SLAP!" Camilo danced his victory while a cheese was plastered on your forehead.
"CHEESE BLOCK!" You come backed by hitting his head with the block of cheese and laughed your breath out.
"Y/n! That's not nice! You just wasted the cheese and hitted my head!" Camilo was holding against his forehead where you the cheese hitted him.
"Y/n tHaT's NoT nIcE" you mocked him in the middle of your laughter, your laughter died, giving back your strength to talk again.
"Wait actually you're right" You giggled and picked the cheese on the floor and went out.
"YOU CAN'T CLEAN THE CHEESE WITH WATER Y/N!" He yelled after you left the room.
"I WON'T WASTE A GOOD CHEESE AMOR!"
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LMAOOOO! WHAT A CHEESE EXPERIENCE! Hoped you liked this as much as I did, since I used all the lasts of my braincell of this! My head is aching and I need to rest. Do correct me for my mistakes and do tell me what you think of this! Thank you for reading and have a beautiful day! I think cheese would be good with a rotten tomato, don't you think?😂😂😂
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moon-cakiie · 2 years
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Because he's cute? 😏
Here's a short animatic i made! :D
🚫Please do not repost/trace/steal🚫
reblog is appreciated! 🙏
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cupidddd-d · 2 years
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camilo madrigal having a crush on you headcanons
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(gn reader)
• he shapeshifts into a bunch of people when he first sees you
• is?? literally?? mesmerized by you??
• has a lot of "coincidental run-ins" with you
• tries to make you laugh by doing impressions of people you know
• the other madrigals are so confused as to why he's suddenly so much happier
• laughs (way too hard) at all your jokes
• his crush is embarrassingly obvious to everyone except for you
• gets jealous when other people flirt with you
• super protective + panics even more than you do when you get hurt
• you fit right into his family and it makes him fall even more in love with you
• whenever he's around you, he can't stop smiling
• literal definition of a golden retriever boy
• would honestly do anything for you
• really nervous around you & his voice cracks a lot (which he's so embarrassed about, but you think it's cute)
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miss-ali · 2 years
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Camilo with a Sick S/O Headcannons
Camilo is a person who respects women, so of course he would never have a problem with his S/O being sick.
Camilo would allow his aunt to heal you but he would rather to take care of you himself . How you may ask? Making food for you, cleaning and so on.
Camilo doesn't care if he gets sick when taking care of you, cuddling is a must! I totally see Camilo being a person who sings to his S/o to make them happy.
Camilo's gift tends to malfunction when something is wrong with his S/o, but tends to stop when his S/o remind him that everything is OK.
I can see Camilo going to Dolores to see if it is a girl problem that he doesnt know about. And tries to learn from his tia about healing remedies just to be prepared.
Overall, Camilo is one of the best boys in Encanto.
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lafamiliamadrigalpt · 5 months
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Camilo: Please don't tell Isabela.
Y/n: Oh, I'm not going to say a word.
Camilo: You're going to make me tell her, aren't you?
Y/n: Loud and clear. And every nitty-gritty detail.
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strigeist · 1 year
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My last ask!! Camilo with a s/o who has anger/anxiety issues/ headcanons please!! :D have a good day and newyears!
~ I'm so so sorry for taking so long on this one! I've been a bit busy in my personal life. After doing some thinking I decided to only do the anxiety one, so I'm sorry about that too. It's just that even though I did quite a bit of research, I still didn't feel confident in what I was writing since I have no personal experience w/ anger issues, and considering it's something that can be harmful if portrayed wrong I think it's best if I just stick to what I know :(. I'm sorry! But I hope you understand. ALSO YES THANK YOU GOOD NEW YEAR FOR YOU TOO!! And day!! ~
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Camilo with a s/o who has anxiety
Gender neutral s/o!
I know anxiety can present differently in different people, I'm referencing mostly me and the people I know.
⚠️ Mentions of panic/anxiety attacks. It's right at the end and separated from the rest with [], so if it triggers you you can just stop once you see that! ⚠️
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Will never, ever, judge you for showing symptoms of anxiety. Will not make you feel bad for it or make snarky comments about it, even if you don't outright say that you have it.
Won't force you into anything you don't wanna do, but especially not if it's something that would trigger your anxiety.
If it's something you absolutely need to do (because life is like that sometimes), he'll try to help you go through it as much as he can.
(If you allow his family to know, they'll help you too in their own ways).
If you're together and someone approaches you to talk and it's making you anxious, he'll absolutely carry the conversation for the two of you and somehow manage to get you away from the situation in a very natural way so you don't have to worry about seeming rude or anything.
If you're ever too "in your head" about something that probably doesn't warrant so much worry, like something embarrassing you've done in the past, he'll try to make you see things the way he does. Never in a mean way or disregarding your feelings! Just to calm you down. Sometimes our brains blow things way out of proportion.
Will let you fiddle with his clothes, his hands, hell even his hair if it makes you more relaxed.
(As someone with curly hair, him letting you touch his hair is a proof of pure love).
This is all if you want it, of course. As I've said in the past, Camilo would never want to make you uncomfortable. If you don't want him to do something, just tell him and he'll stop and apologize. He'll find other ways to support you that don't bother you! Or you can just tell him, that works too.
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Listen, he's good at helping you through panic or anxiety attacks.
(I know they are different things, but mainly for the reasons they happen. They are quite similar in what they feel like, at least for me).
You cannot tell me no one in the Madrigal family goes through things like this. He has experience.
"Breath with me, cariño, let's try that okay?"
If following his breathing doesn't work, he'll try the counting method, you know? The one where the person counts numbers slowly and you follow their lead. (I don't know if that's the name, but that's what I call it).
Every time it happens he panics on the inside, but tries not to show it so you don't feel even worse. He knows you'll be fine but he doesn't like to see you hurting in any way.
Will also reassure you that you'll be fine, it's just a panic or anxiety attack and soon you'll be fine, and that he'll be there for you the entire time.
If you want to hold his hand because it's scary, he'll let you.
If you need space, he'll give it to you. But if you want a hug he'll also oblige.
Afterwards will try to convince you to do some more relaxing activities, if you weren't doing that before, so you can rest and recover.
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suncakie · 2 years
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—You're an Idiot | Camilo x gn!reader
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requests. @cahmilo 16, 22, then 21 with camilo 😇😇
@smxllyfxrts may i request #22 fluff of camilo madrigal please from encanto, if it won't bother you at least. you can always deny this, enjoy your day!
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prompts.
16. "Did you know that you talk in your sleep?”
21. "You’re an idiot.” “But you love me."
22. "You took all the pillows so I’m using you as one.”
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prompt list. 100 followers event!
warnings. Fluff, tired Camilo
notes. AWWEEE THIS IS SO CUTE TO WRITE!! I hope you don't mind merging both of your requests:D and I hope you enjoy your day too!!
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"Did you know that you talk in your sleep?" You muttered, eyes slightly droopy as you played with the curly boy's hair.
It was night, pass midnight at least, the two of you have been catching up from the pass few days as Camilo has been busy up for chores, it was normal for you though, you just wished that he took breaks and not tire himself too much.
The boy in your arms hummed as a response, cuddling closer to you as you sighed, him in your arms isnt a bad thing but, your arms are aching since you rested from your chores, moving his head slightly out of your arms, letting him lay on the pillow.
"Huh?" He groggily sat up, rubbing his eyes as he looked at you confused "why did you?..." you smiled at him apologetically "sorry, my arm was aching"
Camilo nodded and decided to lay on your chest, you looked at him stunned for a moment before snuggling in "what are you doing?" You asked, continuing to play with his curls.
"M' using you as a pillow, you took all of the pillows so I'm using you as one" he muttered adjusting his feet to snuggle with yours, you hummed, looking at the now cold pillow beside you.
Yeah, you didn't took all the pillows, it was just an excuse to cuddle up to you, although, you don't mind at all.
"You're an idiot..." you said before drifting slowly into slumber, eyes closing shut, the hands playing on his curls slowly coming to a halt.
Camilo smiled and intertwined his hands to yours "but you love me" you hummed at it, grasping his hand that held your own.
"That's true"
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chamileonidae · 2 years
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Hello everyone! This is an announcement, I will be closing this account but my writings will stay! My encanto fixation had ended and honestly i had a lot of fun writing for carlos and camilo. I want to personally even thank camilo for awakening back my hobby in writing because if i hadnt started to write for him then i would probably still be in a slump.
I want to end this message with some fic recommendations, some of my favourites throughout the time I've spent here.
Most of these are oneshots because series kinda just never made it to my favourite lists, idk why.
Fic recs under the cut!
🌟 - fluff. 🎀 - angst.
ay mamacita 🌟
camilo x gn!reader [by dos-oroguitas] (what happens when camilo finds you in his ruana?) - bulletpoints -
right over your head 🌟
camilo x fem!reader [by camiloamor] (sending secret admire airplane shaped letters to your one and only best friend, camilo) - oneshot -
wonderland 🌟
camilo x gn!reader [by celamoon] (soulmate!au) - oneshot -
kiss her you fool 🌟
camilo x fem!reader [by wwillowtrees] (cause you've only got one chance, youve only got one chance. kiss her you fool) - oneshot -
just a friend to you 🌟
camilo x fem!reader [by justanothercamilofan] (do friends really kiss eachother's cheeks that way?) - one shot -
can you say it again? 🌟
camilo x fem!reader [by caramellahoney] (reader who is mute by choice) - one shot -
soft kiss 🌟
camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (camilo being down bad lmao) - one shot -
connect-the-freckles one , two 🌟
camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (literally taking a marker and connecting camilo's freckles) - two part series -
serotonin one , two 🌟
camilo x fem!reader [by mihlo] (idiots to lovers) - two part series -
how to get the one 🌟
camilo x gn!reader [by sweetgazes] (you found an interesting piece of paper with camilo's handwriting) - one shot -
flustered 🌟
camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (showering camilo with compliments and he gets flustered) - drabble(?) -
drowsy 🌟
camilo x fem!reader [by mihlo] (taking a nap outside? sure! how about waking up with your lover in front of you?) - drabble -
“cásate conmigo por favor." 🌟
camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (soulmate!au) - one shot -
love and adoration. 🌟
camilo x gn!reader [by justanothercamilofan] (showering camilo with your adoration for him) - one shot -
sunny kisses 🌟
camilo x gn!reader [by bobastar] - one shot -
baking session 🌟
camilo x fem!reader [by camilosunshxne] - one shot -
dandelions 🌟 (a bit of 🎀)
camilo x fem!reader [by sesamestreet47] - one shot -
grant me a wish (or just your time) 🌟
camilo x male!reader [by undercoveravenger] - one shot -
second 🎀 to 🌟
camilo x fem!reader [by uni-senpai-chan] (when you've always been second until he shows up) - one shot -
amorcito 🌟
carlos x gn!reader [by dos-oroguitas] - one shot -
good little girl 🌟
carlos x gn!reader [by justanothercamilofan] - one shot -
i want what they have 🌟
carlos x gn!reader [by pink02] - one shot -
cariña 🌟 (a bit 🎀)
carlos x gn!reader [by froggywritesstuff] - one shot -
seeking your attention 🌟 (a little 🎀)
carlos x fem!reader [by justanothercamilofan] (enemies to lovers) - one shot -
dating carlos 🌟
carlos x gn!reader [by justanothercamilofan] - headcanons -
hey hey jealousy 🌟
carlos x gn!reader [by kitasgloves] - one shot -
carlos having a crush 🌟
carlos x gn!reader [by desichameleon] - headcanons -
carlos' power hcs
carlos madrigal [by desichameleon] - headcanons -
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awkwardtortilla · 2 years
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HI I LIVE YOUR WORK SMM!! anyways could you please make hcs for when camilo id sick and really clingy! Tytytyty!!!!
Omg that would be freaking adorable!! Ofc I can do it! :D
Sick!Camilo hcs
Ok so this didn’t turn out as clingy as I was hoping it would but I hope you still like it!
warnings: gn reader, mentions of vomit and other sickness symptoms
First and foremost, Camilo is dramatic af so if he literally just has the sniffles and/or a small cough he’s gonna be all “AYYyyyYyY!! I’m dyingggggg!” And he’ll request kisses and want to be pampered (it’s fucking adorable when he switches between 3-5 different ppl every time he sneezes)
So that’s how you know it’s really not that bad
But when it is bad it’s almost nothing like that. He’s definitely complaining but it’s not loud or super exaggerated like when it’s minor.
You will be pulled away from chores by any or every Madrigal for either situation.
When Camilo has a fever and his sinuses are clogged and his whole body aches he’s not going anywhere except the bathroom and maybe the kitchen. If he’s brave enough to drag himself out of bed for an arepa he’s gonna make it halfway down the stairs before he slumps over the railing for a break.
He might resume his journey, he might not, and if not someone (probably you or Pepa) finds him and hauls his ass back to bed. He gets his snack ofc bc he looks so pitiful that the person who found him can’t just not get him the food.
Buuuut if Camilo has a stomach bug there’s no way he’s keeping it down. Baby boy is not that strong no matter how much he likes to boast and show off.
You’ll sit next to him in front of the toilet and hold his hair away from his face and rub circles on his back as his body heaves and shakes. When it’s all out of his system you’ll scold him for not being careful about what he eats bc his stomach can’t handle it rn. But like I said before he just looks so friggin pitiful you can’t keep up the act.
You’ll clean him up and get him back to bed but he says you should get going bc he doesn’t wanna get you sick too. You pull a “well I guess if you really don’t want me here…” and stand from the foot of his bed.
Camilo immediately starts contradicting himself “wait wait wait nooo don’t leaveee”
You put your hands on your hips and raise a brow, biting back a smile. Camilo blushes and avoids eye contact which is out of character for him but being sick makes him shy. He opens his arms reaches out doing like grabby hands, and in the softest voice he asks “Stay? Please?”
You let the smile break through and roll your eyes “of course, amor. Now scoot over.”
The most excited but exhausted grin splits across Camilo’s face and he does as told and lets you settle in. As soon as you’re comfortable he’s so friggin close that he’s almost an top of you.
He snuggles into you and inhales deeply, then sighs “Gracias, [your name]. For taking care of me.”
You wrap your arms around him and press a few kisses to his forehead “always, Cami.”
A comfortable silence falls and you trace along his back, maybe rub his tummy, definitely play with his hair, and Camilo’s out like a light. You follow soon after
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