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carlosfruitsnacks · 1 year
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spending Christmas with Camilo and Carlos headcanons
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summary:
— just some random headcanons on what is like to spend Christmas together with the twins!
genre:
— headcanons
notes:
— gender-neutral reader.
warning/s:
— none
a/n:
— since Christmas is around the corner, i decided to make these headcanons bc i'm still down bad for the twins, merry Christmas to y'all! <33
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It was that time of the year again, but Camilo and Carlos thought this year's Christmas is going to be special because they were going to spend it with you <3
Camilo is def a festive person, he likes to get into the mood. He'll volunteer to set up Christmas decorations, he'll help make food (and secretly sneak some to eat), and he'll even wear one of those ugly and itchy-looking Christmas sweaters lmfao
Carlos, on the other hand, could care less about the holiday. It's not like he hates Christmas, he's just not into the festivities. But there are instances where he tries (or is forced) to get into the holiday spirit.
Camilo would definitely force Carlos to wear one of those ugly sweaters hehehe
A few days before Christmas, you'll drag the twins to go shopping for presents. Camilo and Carlos are eager to give suggestions on picking the best gifts until it turns into a competition
"[Name] you should get this" "No, that looks like shit. This is much better" "Nobody asked for your opinion, Carlos" "You're just mad because your opinion is shit"
After shopping, the two are happily helping you carry all the stuff you bought. They're also wondering what you got for them but you'll only wink and say it's a secret, to their dismay.
You'll invite Camilo and Carlos to try and make some cookies or a gingerbread house. At first, it seemed fine until Camilo almost sets your home on fire because he put the heat on high thinking it would help cook the cookies faster. And Carlos almost poisons the three of you because he didn't follow the proper instructions for the ingredients
The festive cooking was definitely chaotic but somehow the three of you managed to make it work
For Christmas eve, Camilo and Carlos invited you to eat dinner with The Madrigal Family. When you arrived, you were greeted with warm smiles and kind faces. Everyone welcomed you with open arms, it tugged on your heartstrings. The twins were glad.
Dinner starts. The food was scrumptious, and you thanked Julieta Madrigal for her tremendous cooking. Suddenly, Alma says something about Camilo and Carlos telling so many stories about you.
"Ay, mis nietos would never shut up about you, [Name]" "Abuela!"
You'll only laugh thinking how cute it was to see Camilo and Carlos flustered. Pepa and Félix are watching their sons, holding hands and realizing how much they've grown. Dolores, Isabela, Mirabel, and the rest of the Madrigal children would try to tease Camilo and Carlos about you. Watching the two turn red and stumble on their words was amusing.
After dinner, you helped clean the table and plates. It was nearly midnight when you decided to spend some time with the Madrigal family. You played games, sang songs, and exchanged stories while waiting for midnight.
At the stroke of midnight, you smiled and said "Merry Christmas!" and hugged each and every one in the room. When you got to Camilo and Carlos, the two pulled you into a tight and endearing embrace, it lasted longer than the rest
THEY'RE BURYING THEIR FACES IN THE CROOK OF YOUR NECK AND YOUR HEARTBEAT IS JUST RACING BECAUSE YOU CAN FEEL THEIR BREATHS ON YOUR NECK HDSGDHSFDHS
You gave some gifts to their family. Finally, you gave your gifts to Camilo and Carlos. The two eagerly tore the wrapper off and clutched their chests when they saw what you got for them.
You gave them matching chameleon stuffed toys, Camilo's in yellow and Carlos' in maroon. They grabbed their gifts and trapped you in a bear hug, chanting "thank you"s
When the twins gave their presents to you, tears almost fell from your eyes when you tore off the wrapper. It was a photo album filled with pictures of you three together. It was decorated with stickers and filled with sentimental photographs. You sniffed and flipped through the pages, you looked at the two and opened your arms.
"You guys are really the best!" You pouted as Camilo and Carlos chuckled before hugging you again.
After everyone got their gifts, Antonio gasped and pointed outside the window to say it was snowing, you gasped and took a peek. It began snowing! Quickly, you grabbed your jacket, scarf, and hat. You took both Camilo's and Carlos' hands.
"Come on!" You said and giggled. The three of you watched in awe as the snow fell down. You go lie down on the snow to make a snow angel, and Camilo copies you. The two of you laughed, but the moment was ruined when a snowball landed on Camilo's face. You burst out cackling.
Carlos snickered and grinned as he watched you laugh at Camilo, the latter was giving him a death glare. Immediately, a snowball fight commences
It's really just Carlos and Camilo throwing snowballs at each other LMFAO
Camilo would accidentally throw a snowball hard against your face. The twins stop to check on you but you got them right into your trap as you threw snowballs at their faces.
The three of you also grabbed some sleighs and went on a sleigh ride around the area. It was super fun! Camilo and you would also make fun of Carlos for always falling off his sleigh lmao poor guy
Camilo, Carlos, and you stayed outside, lying on the snow just enjoying each other's company. It was peacefully quiet and sentimental <33
You can slowly feel your face go numb from the cold. Carlos, being overprotective, insisted you should head inside. But you shook your head, wanting to remain out in the snow. Camilo chimes in and agree that the three of you should go inside because it was freezing.
You three went inside and discovered that Julieta made hot chocolates. So, Camilo, Carlos, and you decided to warm up next to the fireplace while drinking hot chocolate.
The two discover that you're shivering, so they stood up and grabbed the longest scarf they can find.
CAMILO AND CARLOS SHARED THE SCARF WITH YOU. THEY SNUGGLED WITH YOU IN THE MIDDLE AND YOUR FACE IS JUST HEATING UP LIKE PLSSS THEY'RE SO SWEET HDFHSFDHSDS
You're warming up with the twins when you took notice of the decorations, you choked on your own saliva when you realized a mistletoe was hanging above you three
"Ayo is that?" "No way"
Camilo and Carlos realized why you were staring at the ceiling. They looked around and saw their family whispering in the corner, they definitely plotted this!
You couldn't look at the two in their eyes, they notice and reassured you that it was okay not to follow the Christmas tradition
However, you decided to grab Camilo's face first and gave him a smooch on the cheek. HE FAINTS LMFAOOOOO
Carlos turns grumpy because why haven't you kissed him too? >:(
But you rolled your eyes and grabbed his face before placing a tender kiss on the cheek. Carlos.exe has stopped working
It was safe to say this was Camilo and Carlos' best Christmas ever
Bonus: here's a mini Christmas playlist to go with the headcanons hehehe. merry Christmas!
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Luisa: If you put 'violently' in front of anything to describe your action, it becomes funnier.
Luisa: Violently practices.
Antonio: Violently studies.
Isabela: Violently shoots pictures.
Camilo: Violently sleeps.
Mirabel: Violently boxes.
Carlos: Violently murders people.
Dolores: Violently worries about the previous statement.
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madricat · 11 months
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prompt by @write-it-motherfuckers
y/n: “What an adorable baby! How old are they?” (pointing at camilo)
Carlos: “fifthteen.”
y/n: “Oh, they’re quite small for fithteen months-”
Carlos: “Years.”
y/n: “...Pardon?”
Carlos: “They’re fithteen years old.”
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the-faceless-bride · 1 year
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🎤Hair ties🦎
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Imagine: playing with the hair of the Madrigal twins.
🦎🎤☀🦎🎤☀🦎🎤☀🦎🎤☀🎤🦎☀🎤🦎☀🎤🦎
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🦎☀ • Camilo doesn't really let anyone touch his hair, well besides his mamí. But he doesn't get a choice in that one, mostly because he is a mama's boy and can't deny his mama when she asks to brush his hair for old time's sake.
🦎☀ • When you both started dating he was ready to give you the hairbrush and any hair ties he could find in Casita, Camilo might be a natural flirt but when he falls he falls hard.
🦎☀ • he sits on the floor against his bed as he reads the new comic his Papí gave him for his birthday, leaning back as you run your fingers through his curls. He practically purrs at the feeling. It relaxes him every time.
His hair is actually very smooth and barely has any knots, mostly from the trauma he gained from his mother when he was younger about not keeping his hair well-kept as she yanked the hairbrush (if you know you know)
🦎☀ • Once you finished taking two sides of his hair and pulling each side tightening the hair tie and securing the high bun, his bangs hung around his face like his Mamí. He looked to his side stretching to see himself in his mirror from his sitting position and smiled. He liked it.
His Mamí was complimentary of his new hairstyle and was pleased to match with her son she had a rainbow over her head the rest of the day.
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🦎🎤 • yeah. No. He doesn't let anyone touch his hair, and practically runs from his mamá when he sees her rushing toward him with a hairbrush, "Carlos Control that hair, or I'll do it for you!"
"No! Mamá it's my hair!"
*thunders*
🦎🎤 • When you start dating, it'll take some time before you get the privilege of touching his hair. He will try and hint at wanting his hair played with by resting his head in your lap but angles his head so his hair is perfectly in reach and accessible if you still don't get the hint? He huffs before grabbing your hair and placing it on his head.
🦎🎤 • His head rests on your lap as you both talk about your days (well, it's mostly just him braging about all the successful pranks he pulled that day) as you play with his hair. His hair is soft but has tangles for sure, no matter how many times his mamá lectured him about protecting his hair as he slept and detangling it regularly as she ripped a hairbrush through his curls before using a mountain of products to help with the detangling process it just never stuck.
But if you take the time to detangle his hair gently with few tugs as possible, he would appreciate it even if he won't say it out loud.
🦎🎤 • He barely notices his hair is in a high bun until he sits up and his hair doesn't cover one of his eyes like it usually does. He kinda just grumbles but is too lazy to untie the scrunchie knowing he would receive an earful if he just yanked it out not only from you but from his Mamá.
His mamá is very grateful for you and your service, if she had to detangle his hair one more time she was sure to thunder from his constant disregard of her words.
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anykindofbean · 3 months
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I am alive, I wanna write again.
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writergirl3 · 1 year
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(Apologies, my 4 Townie followers- this is a bit of a rogue post)
Okay so whenever I need to cheer myself up, I like to think of this hilarious (to me) scenario in my head…
And it involes Carlos being forced to play this song:
Let me set the scene…
So Abuela likes to get a local band in to play for the gatherings held at Casita, but one day, for whatever reason, one of the guitarists couldn’t make it.
In a moment of genius, she decided to tell Carlos to fill in. He’s the only Madrigal that can play guitar, and since he’s in her bad books (although when is he ever out of her bad books?), he had no choice.
So time skip to Carlos dressed in a yellow ruffled shirt and matching trousers (to coordinate with the other musicians), playing Gypsy Kings with the biggest, pissiest scowl on his face anyone has ever seen, while everyone else is dancing and having a great time.
Poor Carlos…but damn I would laugh…(and I think @madricat would too😂)
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justzei · 2 years
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made carlos and camilo working at jollibee😭😭
(so like if you dont know jollibee is a famous fast food chain from the philippines)
didn't add a background cause i suck at drawing backgrounds😢😢
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cahmilo · 2 years
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hiii!! if requests are open could i get a carlos madrigal and reader fic where someone insults camilo and he gets into a fight with them(wins ofc). Pepa is lecturing him and asks him why he beat someone up agAiN but he doesnt reply but reader (who was there when the fight started) tells her the reason and everyones like ooh you protected your brother knew you love us🥰. Maybe she helps him clean his wounds or sumn and they confess at the end?? Thanks!!
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How he loves – carlos m.
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pairing: carlos madrigal x female reader
genre: fluff
summary: when it comes to violence in the community, carlos madrigal is always the first name to put the blame on. the boy was a troublemaker, often found in the worst situations possible. one day it’s happened again but for this time, you never expected the reason why until you confronted him.
warning: mentions of blood and violence and injuries
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If someone were to ask you who Carlos Madrigal is, immediately your answer would tick them off. It's different. Among the numerous whispers of the town stood the one unanimous description of Carlos being the pessimistic and coldest member of the Madrigal family. To the outside, that's how people perceive him. With his half-lidded blank face, everyone saw him as intimidating and mysterious. But for someone who has been his long-time friend ever since, you saw him differently.
He wasn't cold, he just doesn't speak. He wasn't mean, he just doesn't point out or compliment someone else. Albeit it took you by surprise that he somehow managed to tolerate you being with him almost all the time, you wouldn't ask for anything else. You knew Carlos had a heart of gold because even if he barely shows it, you can tell through the lining of the gestures he tries to do in the most often weird and unexpected ways, such as being overly protective for others in an aggressive manner.
That's just how he loves.
But Carlos was rather, violent when it comes to that matter. It only contributed to the 'cold persona' everyone put on him due to that. It was something he couldn't help, he tends to show his emotions in a tactile manner and when it comes to his negative emotions, it wouldn't end well.
One fine day you were with Carlos outside on the streets, having no pressure but to just stroll around and catch up with conversation. Carlos had his hands inside the pockets under his ruana while you were strolling beside him, hands on your back as you stared at your footsteps while walking through. Two of you were aimlessly walking around town listening to the loud chatters of the busy village.
You two stopped to your tracks to see Camilo, Carlos' twin brother. He was walking alone in the opposite direction and you instantly ran to him.
"Camilo!!" You exclaimed happily. Camilo's face turned into a rather dull smile at the sight of you and Carlos.
"Hey!" He greeted back. As a force of habit, you playfully shoved him lightly but you were taken aback when he suddenly winced when your hand made contact to his shoulder. Your eyes slightly widened at his reaction.
"What were you doing?" Carlos asked when he eventually approaches two of you.
"Oh, nothing. I just-", Camilo stuttered. "- I just need to uhh- do errands! Be right back!"
Camilo suddenly put a hand on top of his shoulder as he ran away to the opposite direction, leaving you and Carlos baffled at his weird behavior. For sure, he was an odd one but this time something felt off.
"Am I the only one who thinks something is wrong?" You turned to Carlos. He slightly squinted his eyes at you and pursed his lips.
"He seemed in pain when you punched him. Maybe he got injured?"
"Yeah but you know him. If he gets injured it's usually at something dumb and we'd be the first ones he would tell about it"
Carlos hummed as he looked deep in thought. You were right. Camilo would get hurt over something so dumb that he ends up laughing about it. But this time, he seemed injured at a place he didn't want to talk about, which was the only reason two of you found odd. The fact that he even ran away from the two of you as if he's avoiding further questioning only fueled the confusion on you and Carlos. He took his hands out of his pockets and patted his maroon ruana when he glanced at the direction Camilo just came from.
"Maybe something happened..."
"Should we go check it out, Carlos?"
"You ask me as if there's anything else interesting that we could do."
So, there you two were, re-tracing Camilo's steps like the nosy friend and brother you and Carlos are. He only trailed by, seeming like he had no interest but just wanted to join you. You two hid in the small alley behind the large houses the moment you heard whispering from a group of people. Instinctively, you pulled Carlos by his hand and brought him closer to you to squat down and hide. He widened his eyes when he almost stumbled to you. He got off from his trance and followed your trail of sight.
"Is that- "
"Tiago and his minions" Carlos muttered, gritting his teeth as he did so.
If you think Carlos was the worst, then Tiago was levels deep below hell. He was a menace in a bad way, he and his friends always being together and causing trouble for the entire village. Carlos hated him in a bad extent, most often the two of them would be found fighting each other if given the chance to be in the same place with one another. This time, you expected it to happen again if things escalate for the worst. You and Carlos eavesdropped on their conversations.
"Dude, Camilo was a weakling. He couldn't even hit me back"
"No way! You thought he'd be like Carlos but it's not the case apparently"
"Yeah, dude's all rainbows and butterflies to handle the real world. Beat him up to a pulp he almost cried like a coward."
You gasp as a hand landed on your mouth. A turn of your head and you saw Carlos with the worst look you wanted him to have. His eyes held piercing glares at Tiago's direction, his lips almost bleeding from the intensity of him biting it. His hands that held yours were clenched tightly, the other was already fisted veins were popping out from the back of his palm.
"Carlos" You whispered. It didn't make him look at you, he was more focused on the sharp look he was giving to Camilo's group of bullies.
Carlos suddenly stood up, almost blowing his cover. You immediately pulled him back but he resisted.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Proving them wrong."
You sat back down stunned even though you expected this to happen. With a swift turn, Carlos shapeshifted into Camilo and ran to the bullies, immediately sending a harsh punch at Tiago making him stumble. It took them by surprise when 'Camilo' suddenly charged at them but nevertheless returned the favor by punching him back, Carlos easily blocked it with ease using his forearm as he sent another punch to Tiago's friends at the back where they least expected it. Unfortunately, since Carlos was overpowered by two more men, one got a punch on him making him stumble and unconsciously shapeshift back to himself.
"We knew it's you, Carlos. Your brother is too much of a wuss to- " Carlos interrupted one of Tiago's friends by sending him another jab to the face. He yelled in anger as he kept throwing fists all over the place, letting his emotions bring out the worst of him.
You couldn't handle it anymore. You wanted to stop the fight but there was no way you could stop a raging Carlos. If you were to stop them, you would probably get one of their punches too. Despite Carlos being one against three, he was beating them up with ease. Tiago and his friends were no match for him, Carlos was easily throwing punches and kicks here and there that it almost made you feel bad for the bullies.
It went on for longer and it started to made you worried. Carlos was winning. yes, but this fight was one of the worst he's ever been in. Before you were able to fully think of a plan to stop them, Luisa comes in to the mess and all the boys freeze at her. Dolores must have heard it all unravel and called for Luisa. With ease she easily slid through and grabbed Carlos who looked too victorious to complain. She gave the other boys a piercing glare and immediately they ran away to the other direction.
Luisa saw you as she carried Carlos and pointed her lips to the Casita, telling you to catch up with them. You trailed along in silence, seeing that Luisa (and most likely the rest of the Madrigals) is disappointed yet again to see Carlos in another fight.
Like clockwork, thunder immediately strikes the moment the door to Casita opens. Luisa walks in beside you and sets Carlos down in front of his mother, Pepa who already has her arm crossed and eyebrows furrowed. Her face had yet another annoyed expression that further fueled the dark clouds gathering above.
"What did I tell you about being violent again?" She asked sternly.
Carlos sighed with a dour expression. "Not do it"
"And what happened this time?" 
"I did it."
You held back a chortle and turned around to face the other way as you tried not to laugh. Carlos was yet again being a pain in the ass at the wrong place and you just happened to get caught off-guard. In an attempt to cover your laughter, you coughed nervously with wide eyes and scrambled away to the kitchen to get a snack but mainly to leave the two to further argue with each other and for the rest of the family to see.
The distance between the common area and the kitchen wasn't that long so you still snooped in on their business like the nosy friend you are. You saw Camilo soon approach them, now all healed and okay but had a look of shock when he saw his twin brother in a far worse state. For some reason Carlos refused to eat an arepa to heal himself, only taking the blow as of now to not let Pepa get even more enraged. She was going on and off about what she had told him before and obviously Carlos wasn't listening. He simply nodded and blinked his eyes repeatedly which made her even more furious.
"Can you at least give us the reason why you went out to beat people again?" Pepa yelled, having enough of Carlos' attitude. Carlos only stared at the floor, probably thinking of an excuse. 
"People were bullying Camilo" You said all the way from the other side. Everyone in the room turned their eyes at you, even Carlos himself. You leaned on to the wall in a nonchalant manner and took a bite of your arepa. "It was Tiago and his minions, Carlos beat them up like a badass."
You stared blankly at Carlos, slightly raising an eyebrow to further provoke him but his lips stay pursed shut. Pepa on the other hand, toned down the arch on her eyebrows and gradually had a soft look to her face. It was an emotion you couldn't decipher, of course. Mothers would always love seeing their children being protective of each other— but not like this. 
"You protected me?" Camilo asked him in a teasing manner. Now that he's all healed and well, he was now the one to have a smug look in his face. "You totally love me, hermano"
"Shut up" Carlos retorted. It only left you half-laughing at the two bantering. It went back-and-forth until they got interrupted by Pepa yet again.
"Can't help it, my twin brother is protective for me!"
"I'll beat you up like they did"
"Aw, is that how you love?"
"Fu-"
"Stop it you two! Carlos, I'll deal with you later!" She yelled, dusting her skirt and swatting away the dark cloud at her seeming as if she had to leave to do something else. The dark clouds slowly became lighter and the chatter slowly died down as Pepa murmured lectures on her children while also fanning herself to calm down. It was a sight worth to see. But the yell of your name caught you in a trance midway through your bite of the arepa.
"Y/N!" 
"Yeah?" You asked her, slowly walking towards her direction. Pepa eyed you sternly before pointing her lips back to Carlos.
"Can you clean him up? He refused to be healed and I thought that he would listen to you"
You rolled your eyes when Carlos scoffs at you.
"I'll make sure he does"
Soon enough after the stress and dark clouds from Pepa has subsided, Carlos led you to his room, unwillingly. He just didn't want another thunderstorm therefore he complied with his mother's requests and braced himself for your part of the scolding. He expected yet another lecture from you, but it didn't happen. Carlos instead wondered why you were offering him your half-eaten arepa.
"Just take a bite." You calmly said to him, scooting closer to the edge of the bed so sit beside him. 
"No" 
"Do it or I'll press the crap out of your wounds"
 "Fine" 
Carlos sighed in defeat. He only stared at you, waiting for something to happen. It was at this moment you knew he was gonna be petty from the smug look in his face. 
"I'm not feeding you"
"Then I'm not eating" Carlos nonchalantly fought back. 
He was starting to get on your nerves and Carlos knew how pissed you would be if he manages to succeed. But you didn't let it happen. Looking at his broken nose and scratches all over the place, you decided to let him win for this time. The moment you held your arepa towards him, Carlos grinned cockily and took a bite from the snack. Julieta's magic gift healed his wounds instantly, but it doesn't fix the blood stains all over him. When Carlos was busy looking at his wounds slowly healing, you stood up to get a moist towel.
"Why aren't you getting mad at me?" You heard Carlos ask from behind you. By assumption you could tell he was bored after his injuries faded.
"Should I be?" You asked in return, still wringing the towel from the table as to not make it too wet that it'll spread more stains on the fabric.
Silence. You turned your head to the back to take a glance at Carlos. He had his head down, the mess of his curls covering his face making you unable to read his expression. With a soft sigh you brought the cloth with you as you went back to sit beside him again. 
"You know-" You trailed off to catch his attention, but to no avail. Carlos didn't budge to even look at you. An idea suddenly popped into your head as you slithered your hand under his arm and took him by the hand, leading Carlos' hand to your lap as you started wiping the blood smeared all over it. 
"-I admired how you took the blame and protected Camilo." You continued to speak and then paused to look at his face. Carlos was staring at you with a blank look, his eyes fixated on yours. It took a bit of time for you to let out a small smile on your face and your heart fluttered when you saw a little bit of spark that brightened his eyes as his lips slowly curled up. You looked away to continue wiping his arm and cutting the silence.
"It's nice to see that there's still love in you somewhere despite you showing it in a violent way. But they don't get it, that's just how you love." 
You heard Carlos sigh from beside. 
"There has been in a while. Much more love than just with my family, I-" He sighed yet again, taking a deep inhale to control his breathing. "- just don't know how to show it"
"What do you mean 'more love'?" You asked him.
You looked up to Carlos, confused on what he was trying to say. Carlos blinked hard before he took yet another sigh and motioned his lips to point at his hand resting atop yours. You followed his trail of sight and the next move he did brought you out of breath. Carlos slowly interlocked his fingers with yours, holding it tight as if he were afraid to let go. Your heart paced rapidly and the heat travelling up to your cheeks only made it hard for you to regain your composure right beside him.
"I didn't beat them up that hard just because of Camilo. Tiago also talked bad crap about you to his friends. I know it wasn't supposed to end that badly but I just couldn't stand when people like them get away with ease as if they did nothing wrong"
You gasped and gripped his hand tighter, your fingers lightly tapping the calloused and bruised skin of Carlos' knuckles. He no longer winced since it was healed, but it would take time for the scarring to fade completely. At this time, you were the one that went silent, waiting for Carlos to continue.
"I'm sorry. Shouldn't have stressed you and mami this much" He muttered softly which grabbed your attention. You shook your head indicating a 'no' and let go of his hand to face him better. You moved your legs from the edge of the bed and brought it up, sitting cross legged across him. 
"You don't have to be sorry for protecting the ones you love, Carlos. It's nature for you to do so. The others may see you as mean and violent but to me, you're much more than that. That's just how you love."
Carlos took in the sight of you with a frown in his face. After you flipped the towel to a cleaner side, you slowly brought it up to his face to clean the blood stains all over him. You gently landed your palm on his forehead and combed away the curls that covered it. From his forehead to the blood pooling in his cupid's bow, you made sure to wipe it all clean to admire his features better.
"You're too good for me, Y/N. I don't deserve you"
"Shut up you idiot. You're fine just the way you are-" You paused. "- but maybe, we can work on fixing your rough love language for a little bit"
You joked with a small smile that made Carlos chuckle. He brought his hand up to hold your wrist while you were cleaning his face and stared deep into your eyes, taking you aback. You playfully glared at his cunning nature, making him break eye contact and let out a light hearty laugh that made your stomach do somersaults from the raspy- tone of his voice. 
While still wiping away the mess in his face, you hummed a small song as a force of habit and it made Carlos' heart flutter. You had a soothing voice and it did calm him down for a little bit, until he remembered something. You looked up to him and the sudden frown on Carlos' face made your eyes go soft. You two knew how much of a challenge this could be as soon as it sunk in. Carlos wasn't good in romance and you can tell from being his long time friend. But maybe, being his friend also brought you chances on how to love him better. 
To reassure the guy, you cupped his face and brought him closer to you. Your thumbs lightly brushed against his freckled cheeks that were now clear of blood stains. With a swift move you lightly kissed the tip of his nose to seal a promise. A promise that may take a while, but a promise that you would be willing to practice on until your last breath in time.
"Be with me and I'll teach you how I love, Carlos." 
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kevin-eleven-xd · 5 months
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Hello!
𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐢'𝐦 𝐢𝐧!
𝐄𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!
I may struggle with mental health due to my bad mental stability but i can try to get stuff out as soon as possible. Also, you don't just have to send me requests! I love to talk w/ you. (maybe, gotta see if i like you first ;) )
𝑭𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔:
FNaF (IT'S ALWAYS BEEN HERE BUT ITS BEEN STRONG LATELY lol)
Freddy (any version Glamrock, Rockstar, toy, nightmare..? Phantom?) Chica (Any version ^) Bonnie (Again, any version, even glamrock, or withered cuz withered bon is cool) Foxy (every foxy, even funtime, toy, captain foxy [hw2] or Glamrock foxy igg???) Roxy/ Roxanne Wolf Monty/Montgomery Gator Mapbot... He's so misunderstood... :( Almost any others. Just ask
𝔼ℕℂ𝔸ℕ𝕋𝕆 (not rly into it anymore... ill still write tho)
Bruno x Reader
Camilo x Reader
Dolores x reader
Antonio x reader (platonic)
Isabella x reader
Luisa x reader
Mirabel x reader
THE AMAZING DIGITAL CIRCUS (this fandom has become toxic, i might still write for it but there is a lot of r34 and i might not write...
Jax
Ragatha
Zooble
Gangle
Kinger
Queener
Kaufmo
Caine
𝘞𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘐 𝘞𝘐𝘓𝘓 𝘞𝘙𝘐𝘛𝘌: 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵 (rarely cause I'M SO SORRY BUT HOW DO PEOPLE LOVE ANGST? It makes me mad for some reason?????) 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮, 𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘧𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘵𝘤 (Cause yeah relatable) 𝘴e𝘭𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮, 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧 (I LOVE reading and writing fluff) 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘶𝘮𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘴 𝘗𝘓𝘈𝘛𝘖𝘕𝘐𝘊 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵/𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘭𝘨𝘣𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘦, 𝘢𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 (𝘪 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵, I love writing when the newer boy/girl/whatever-friend is comforting them after mentioning it)
If something isn’t on here that you wanna request, just ask me! I write fucked up shit too, sooo…. 𝘞𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘐 𝘞𝘐𝘓𝘓 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝘞𝘙𝘐𝘛𝘌: 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘳 𝘹 𝘢𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘵 (𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤) 𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘦 (𝘪 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺, 𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘶𝘮𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥)
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The Twins With an S/O Who's ALWAYS COLD (inspired by me who's always shivering -_- )
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Camilo:
•Always has you close to him
•He uses it as an excuse to give you hugs/cuddles
•"What? I saw you shivering and I can't just let el amor de mi vida be cold ;) "
(Translation: the love of my life)
•He always brings a spare ruana for you (of his ofc)
•Or he'll just give you his 💀
•He keeps his room warm but he still has a lot of blankets
•He gets cold easily too so he has a heater next to his bed
•He puts you near the heater when it's turned on and snuggles your other side while you have a heavy & fluffy blanket on you <3
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Carlos:
•He'll always have an arm around your waist and hold you close to him (in private)
•In public he'll quickly put his ruana on you and (if he's feeling a little bold) he'll hold your hand too
•He keeps his room cold but he has a lot of blankets
•He loves the cold air but warm and comfy feeling in bed under 50 heavy & comfy blankets (litterally me💀)
•He'll warm up his room just for you <3
•If you also like to be warm&comfy under a lot of blankets, he'll cuddle you under them to "keep you extra warm"
•Wraps you in his ruana if he can't give it to you
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madrigalsfics · 2 years
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carlos madrigal headcanon
im obsessed with carlos rn SO HEADCANONS HERE WE GO
he’s very different than camilo
even though theyre the same age and were born at around the same time, not alot of people believe that theyre twins, identically, sure, but other than that, hell no
camilo is very bright and the family entertainer, as for carlos, he’s kind of the person that wishes the balloon at a birthday party chokes someone, and he’d like it
when he met you, he thought you were a normal person
that was until he took you all in
he would think about you all the time and just spend his days daydreaming
everyone knew something was wrong when he laughed out loud for once, and it was at something ACTUALLY funny 
pepa had julietta check to see if he’s delirious or something
but when he was fine, everyone was just so confused
yet so scared
you kind of caught on that he likes you and confessed to him, he was over the moon
he’d sneak out and hang with you all day
he was in love
he decided to have you meet his family, since he loved you too much and his heart would explode if he didn’t because the thought of it was already too much
when that happened, his entire family stared at you as if you were some sort of angel
they thought you changed him for life
 that was until camilo walked past them and carlos started glaring at him
they realized it was just you
“how come he can’t treat us like that” 
when you’re not there, he’d be extra dark and creepy like he always is 
he’s very protective of you
and EXTREMELY jealous
even of his own brother
he once caught camilo talking to you, he was asking about how to get a perfect date with this girl he liked
thats not what carlos thought
“he was just asking something about another girl he LIKES!”
“it’s a trick to get you to talk him!”
“oh my god.”
overall, even tho he’s a complete menace, he still only has a soft spot for you that will never be gone
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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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Camilo: We can’t tell you because you’re not a member of the club.
Carlos: What club?
Y/n: The hating Carlos club.
Carlos: …The fuck? I should be the leader of that club!
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madricat · 1 year
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you look amazing mi amarillo
a short (418 words) Carlos x y/n fic I created that i completely forgot about in my notebook. Enjoy!
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“I am not wearing this " annoyance clearly heard in Carlos’ voice.
“It can't be that bad! Just let me see pleaseeee” his s/o pleaded from the other side of the door.
Slowly the bathroom door creaked open to reveal a Carlos wearing a burnt yellow button up shirt with black dress pants, and an orangish colored tie to tie it all together.
“¡Aww que lindo! "you look amazing mi amarillo!” you said smiling from ear to ear with a blush dusting your cheeks from seeing how cute your boyfriend looked.
“Just don't okay.” Obviously he was not happy about this, but he kinda didn’t have a choice here.
Today was his parent’s 25th anniversary and because of this the whole Encanto aws celebrating. To celebrate every couple had to wear any shade of yellow or orange, since it was the couple’s favorite colors.
You had noticed both his annoyed attitude, and his crooked collar at the same time. Whilst taking a few gentle steps approaching him to fix his uneven collar you had also attempted to help him see the brighter side of this situation.
“Well if it makes you feel better it is only for night anddd since everyone else is wearing these colors you won't stick out. I promise.”
“Mhm” he had responded, although clearly in his tone during this short reply it was clear he was not paying attention to what you were actually saying.
Instead he was more focused on this sight in front of him, you. During his little hissy fit he realized he never had the chance to actually focus on your outfit. Your yellow(or orange) dress(or suit) was stunning, making you look like a goddess in his eyes. “There! Looks better now” you said with a smile while taking a step back. This snapped him back to reality.
“ You look beautiful mi amor” he softly whispered under his breath, admiring you.
“Ha, not as handsome as you though” you rebuttal against him.
“Dios mio can't you just take a compliment for once in your life” he breathlessly laughed while looking you in the eye. Then he slowly took a step forward to replace the gap between you two. Carefully he placed his hand on the side of your face, pulling you in for a slow sweet kiss.
All of a sudden you were rudely interrupted by a knock at the door followed by a screaming Camilo on the other side.
“Come on you two it’s almost time!”
“Well then, shall we princesa/ príncipe” 🌹
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purelydreamy · 1 year
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𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒
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camilo madrigal ⇩
𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐂𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬 ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ
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the-faceless-bride · 1 year
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🎤⭐ The Madrigal Twins ⭐🦎
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Hair ties
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