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suncakie · 2 years

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—Is that blood? | camilo x gn!reader

request. [anon] hello, congrats on 100 followers!! totally deserved <3 (even more!!) for ur event, can i please have prompt 18 + camilo? thank you!!

prompt. 18 “Is that blood?” “Yes but that doesn’t matter right now, what does matter is-” “You are literally bleeding.”

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!

"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"

all writing belongs to @suncakie. do not repost or steal.

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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.

#camilo disney #camilo headcanons #camilo madrigal #camilo supremacy #camilo x gender neutral reader #camilo x reader #camilo x y/n #camilo x you #encanto #encanto x reader #encanto x you #encanto x y/n #carlos madrigal #la familia madrigal

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dearest-painter · 2 years

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OMG i have been wanting to ask this but could i request Camilo fluff if you dont mind?!

I DONT MIND!!! Also I do none yandere stuff

Lazy mornings

TW/CW:nothing but pure fluff

Camilo woke up first he was holding you,he was facing you but your face was hidden in his chest. He knew he woke up very early he snuggled into your hair and rubbed on of his hands on your back often it comfort you and made you more sleepy. He’s glad on days like these where he woke up to early and just saw how peaceful you were and how peaceful the house sounded it was silent which was rare but only when it was early morning. He gave you a soft kiss on the forehead then closed his eyes to get more sleep. He held you closer to him even if he knows that you won’t leave him when he’s sleeping since you loved sleeping in which was one of the many reasons he fell in love with you. To your hair,eyes,smile,choices of dressing up,and lastly to your personality he loved every part of you! He soon fell asleep cuddling you close to him.

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lafamiliamadrigalpt · 11 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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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!! ~

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! ⚠️

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.

#camilo madrigal x reader #encanto x reader #camilo madrigal x y/n #gender neutral reader #camilo x s/o with anxiety

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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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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

#camilo fanfic #camilo headcanons #camilo x reader #camilo imagine #camilo x you #camilo madrigal #camilo fluff #fluffy shit #tw sick mention #gender netural #gender neutral y/n

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carlosfruitsnacks · 2 years

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"wish you were sober"

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

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.

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"

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.

#camilo madrigal x reader #camilo my beloved #camilo x reader #encanto x reader #camilo madrigal x y/n #camilo madrigal x gender neutral reader #camilo x you #it's been awhile since i posted hahdhd

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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.

"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.

"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!"

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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suncakie · 2 years

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—You're an Idiot | Camilo x gn!reader

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!

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.”

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!!

"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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selineram3421 · 2 years

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Camilo X Reader: Tears XIX

{ XVII , XVIII }

Summary: Apologies and Thank you's.

As he looked up at the dark cloudy sky, Camilo knew his mother found out and he would have to rush back to Casita to calm her down.

"Lo siento señora pero-", the shape shifter starts, looking at the clouds and then at his friend's mother.

"It's fine.", the woman pats his shoulder. "Go to your mamá. We'll be over in a bit."

The green eyed teen nods and starts to run back home.

Rain starts pelting down, making the stone roads slippery and somewhat dangerous to run on. Lightning and thunder go off, making the teen worry even more than he already has.

I hope Pá is able to calm down Mami before I get there. He thinks hopefully and catches himself from slipping as he makes a quick turn at a corner.

Casita opens the doors and Camilo takes a quick second to catch his breath in the entry way before heading off to find his mother. He finds her pacing in her room muttering to herself. The anemometer spinning like crazy with the strong winds gusting about in the room.

"Mami?", the boy calls out, walking into the room.

"Oh Camilo! They are so hurt and the swelling, the bruising around their neck!", Pepa sobs and more lightning strikes go off. "Aye, por favor, go and check up on them. I'll be fine, I'll be fine."

"But-", he goes to speak when his father enters the room with a cup of tea.

"Camilo? It's ok, I've got this. Go and check on your friend.", Félix says and pats his son's back.

With a sigh and a nod, the teen does as he's told and leaves the room.

As he makes his way to the guest room, his mind races with anxious thoughts again. Camilo quickly shakes his head to get rid of them. "They'll be ok..", he mumbles, trying to convince himself.

When you woke there was a burning and squeezing pain in your throat, it hurt to breathe.

"Y/n!", you hear Mirabel shout and feel someone help you sit up carefully. "Here, I have some soup broth that my mamá made.", she says taking the bowl from the nightstand and sitting on the edge of the bed.

It hurts the first time but then it doesn't after the third and fourth sip of the soup broth. The pain in your throat and head fading away, your vision getting clearer.

"How do you feel?", your friend asks.

"Sleepy.", you whisper.

Dolores enters the room with most of the Madrigal family behind her.

"Oh pequeño, thank goodness you're ok.", Pepa says rushing over and holds you.

You hum and lean your head on the woman's shoulder, patting her arm.

Alma tells you that you can sleep over and that she'll let your parents know they are also welcome to when they get here.

Noticing Camilo standing off to the side, you whisper to Mirabel that you want to rest but need to talk to her cousin.

"Ok, get some rest. Camilo, can you stay with them for a bit? I need to get something.", she says and stands up, guiding everyone out with a certain look on her face.

Somehow, everyone understands and leaves the room wishing you a good night.

It's quiet.

Camilo fidgets with his hands, not daring to move them from his side. Clenching and un-clenching them into fists.

He sees you make a "come here" motion and slowly walks up to you. The floor boards creaking as he does so, his heart pounding so much he feels like you can hear it. Finally, he sits on the edge of the bed, not looking at you.

With a small frown, you take one of his hands, seeing the cuts and bruises.

"I'm sorry.", Camilo whispers, afraid of you hearing the waiver in his voice.

It takes a few seconds for him to register that you've pulled him into a hug. His head resting on your shoulder and your arms wrapped around him, hands on his back.

"Thank you Camilo.", you say in a hushed tone.

The green eyed teen cries for a second time that day and hugs you back.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm sorry..", he sobs.

You shake your head and hug him tighter, also beginning to cry.

All was ok now.

Let me tell you. I was stuck. STUCK on how to write out this chapter.

This whole time I was like: I NEED them to get a better relationship but how? And then, after a lot of imagination experimenting (and also having to do life stuff because I had to schedule out my classes) this came to existence.

Thank you for being patient and I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

Until next time~✨

~Seline, the person.

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freak-accident419 · 2 months

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“Hachi Machi!”

Josh Futturman x GN!Reader

Summary: After coming back to 2017 from ‘69, Josh realizes that his and Tiger and Wolf’s interference made some ripples in his timeline, such as the gun hanging in his parent’s house, the Blapple, Ray disappearing, and ultimately Dr. Kronish working alongside Stu Camilo. He’s relieved to know that you are still his partner in this timeline, but when one thing leads to another, he discovers one small change about you.

Word Count: 2.2k

Content: 18+ smut, MDNI, more plot than porn (not very descriptive), takes place during S01E04 im pretty sure, gender neutral reader, penetration (no genitals specified), slightly ooc josh, reader has a tramp stamp

(A/n: I know that in this same episode Lyle introduces the phrase ‘hachi machi’ to Josh after these events, but fuck it. The pacing’s a bit bad, I’m tired, but I hope you enjoy regardless :) you can interpret what the tramp stamp is of, personally, i would go with the dragonfly, what about you guys?)

Josh was exhausted.

Utterly exhausted.

From going to 1969 and trying to cock block Dr. Kronish, desperately finding ways to spare the man’s life to seeing his colleagues dismember his biotic co-workers and throw them in possum incinerators, it seemed as if he’s never gotten a break. And to top it all off, Tiger kicked him off the team, making him feel useless and loser-like all over again.

There were several ripples that he and his team had caused: Kronish and Stu were now work partners, the Blapple was created because Josh left his phone in the past, Ray no longer worked at Kronish Labs, and his parents now owned a gun that hung on the wall. And so, the first thing he checked ever since he got back was making sure you two were still together—and you were.

You were still on his phone lock screen, except it was with his Blapple (Black Apple) Phone, you still had your sweet back-and-forth texts, and in his gallery, there were several photos—and maybe even new ones—of you together. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he saw this.

Being upset from how the entire day went led to Josh eating cereal alone in the kitchen. With everything going on, he barely had any time to see you, and you were even busy with your own personal stuff as well. However, a knock on his door made him perk his head up, raising a befuddled eyebrow, and walking towards the front door, opening it to see…

You.

“Y/n?”

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It’s been less than five days since he’s seen you, but this was the first time he’s seen you ever since he fucked up the present by fucking up the past. Thankfully, you remained the same as if nothing happened, and most importantly, Josh was still your boyfriend.

“You look like a sad, wet cat, dude,” you say as you lay with him on his bed, stroking his soft, brown hair. After he finished his cereal downstairs, you two went up to his room and found yourself cuddling with each other on his bed. “What’s up?”

He frowned as he went completely limp in your arms, enjoying the warmth and comfort that your body offered. He really needed this. “As I said before, it’s—it’s really hard to explain, Y/n.”

“Okay, right, but you haven’t answered my texts. I’m worried about you, Josh,” you confess, continuing to caress him gently.

Oh shit, Josh thought. He hadn’t have gotten used to the features of the Black Apple—or, well, Blapple—yet, and forgot that he even had it on him at times. And with everything with trying to ensure that Tiger and Wolf won’t kill his boss, he has been very, unfortunately preoccupied to remember to text you back.

“I’ve been really, really busy, babe, I’m sorry I never got the chance to text you back,” he replied shamefully, though feeling too calm in your arms to feel really anything else.

“Hey, don’t apologize for that, okay? Now, tell me what’s been going on with you. You can be real with me. Work? Your game? Family issues?”

“Sort of, um… It’s—It’s really hard to explain.” There was a look of bemusement and mere stress on his face, making you feel really bad for him. There was so much that he’s seen in the past few days (such as his colleagues killing or hurting nearly anyone in their way) that you didn’t deserve to be dragged into.

“You know, what, just… We don’t have to talk about it right now if you’re not ready. Alright? Just know that I’ll be here the entire time, and I’ll be here when you’re ready to talk about it. Okay, Josh?”

He was so damn lucky to have someone as amazing as you.

“Okay,” he says, his deep brown eyes looking at you, with his sweet, endearing smile that you always loved seeing. “Thank you. Thank you so much, Y/n, you really don’t know how much I appreciate it, I love you.”

You grin, placing your hand gently behind his neck to cup it. “Of course, baby. I love you too, okay? No boyfriend of mine is going to radiate sad, wet cat vibes while I’m here,” you giggle, finally pressing your soft lips to his.

The kiss was warm and affectionate, as always, and to Josh, it felt like home. It felt like he never even left to go to 1969 with the characters in his video game. It felt like he never witnessed them chopping up his biotic coworkers. He was just back at home, with you, when everything made sense.

You sensed that the kiss progressed however, with his tongue shoving past your lips to meet with yours. His hands are placed to cup your jaw and the kiss deepened.

“Okay, why do you keep insisting that I’m a sad, wet cat? Like, what does that even mean?” Josh chuckles in the kiss, his lips, however, not separating from yours.

You laugh softly and look deeply into his eyes. “You look like a cat that’s been left and drenched in the rain, like completely soaked, and your sad eyes are like… big sad brown eyes that those cats have, or something. I don’t know how else to explain it, you looked like a sad, wet cat before!”

Josh smiles. He missed this so much. He missed you so much.

“Do I still look like a sad, wet cat?” He raised an eyebrow.

You scoff playfully and smirk. “No, more like a… a pathetically horny cat.”

“Why am I still a cat in this?”

“I don’t know, you…”

“’Cause I think I resonate more with—“

“Oh my god, wait, that’s it! You’re a cat in heat!” You exclaim in realization.

He opened his mouth to reply, but paused. “Well, male cats don’t—“

“Yeah, technically, male cats don’t… You know what, doesn’t fucking matter,” you grin, pressing your lips to his once more.

Josh giggled in the kiss as he rolled on top of you, moving his lips and tongue roughly with yours. “I missed you,” he says, pulling his shirt off, then helping you with yours.

“I missed you too,” you reply breathlessly. You hoped that this moment would distract Josh from whatever he was going through, and hoped that he would tell you soon enough what it was. But time travel would be very difficult to explain.

By now, you two were completely naked against each other, holding one another, making out lustfully. Josh broke from your lips, just to press soft kisses on your neck, letting his hand move up and down your waist in the process. You let out small pleasured sighs, letting him kiss from your collarbone, throat, jawline, to your lips once more.

With his other hand, he briefly stroked his cock, until he finally began to ease into your entrance, the two of you eliciting a soft, pleasured moan, as you felt him to gradually stretch you.

“O-oh, f-fuck, you’re so tight,” he nearly whimpered, slowly moving his entire length inside you.

“Have you ever considered it was because I haven’t seen you in days?” You raise an innocent eyebrow.

He huffs amusedly, but you did have a point. “Eh, that’s fair,” he says, finally moving his hips back just to slam into you again, letting out a broken moan.

He began to slide his length in and out of you, thrusting his hips against yours as the two of you let out soft sounds of pleasure. He buried his head in your neck, leaving short kisses as his hands held onto the side of your hips in a tight grip, his cock stretching and caressing your walls.

He continued to thrust into you at a steady pace, quite frankly, an intricate rhythm that cleared his mind of The Biotic Wars entirely, the tightness around his cock giving the sensations he loved and needed. He felt so good to move in and out of you, let alone completely inside of you, feeling so close to you ever since he felt so far, from all the time travel nonsense he went through. Your breath quickened and volume increased, letting out desperate whines, repeating his name and praises under your breath.

Josh, not wanting to cum just yet, pulled out of you, giving you a soft kiss on your lips, as he planned to take you from behind. You smiled at him as your felt his grip on your hips help you lay on your stomach, getting on your knees with your head laying on the pillow, and then—

“Hachi machi!”

He exclaimed, his jaw dropped with wide eyes.

You turn your head back to look at him with a raised eyebrow. “What?”

There were a few ripples in this timeline that took place due to Josh’s interference with the past, such as the Blapple, the rifle in his kitchen, and Kronish’s partnership with Stu Camilo. He didn’t expect a change from you, as you were still thankfully his partner. Except, there really was a change that occurred from his paradoxical meddling.

You had a tattoo on the small of your back.

You had a tramp stamp.

A genuine, authentic, tramp stamp.

It was in black and blue ink, with exaggerated shading and strokes, littered elegantly on your lower back.

“You have a slutty tramp stamp…” he gasped lightly, his entire focus on your tattoo.

You let out a chuckle. “Josh—“

“Since when did you get a slutty tramp stamp?”

“I told you the story multiple times, Josh, I got it in my sophomore year of college when I wasn’t very right in the head. Josh, seriously, are you okay?” You were confused as much as him now. Why was he making it a big deal, as if it was his first time seeing it? He’s seen it multiple times before, he remembers every detail from your story, so why not now? “Because you’re acting like this is your first time seeing it, ever.”

“I—I just…” Josh was still in mesmerized awe, looking at how the ink was littered across your skin. You had a slutty tramp stamp. You had a slutty tramp stamp. Somehow, when he was messing with the past in 1969, the ripple effect caused Josh’s partner to have a tramp stamp tattoo. “I’ll explain later, just… holy shit, you look so good,” he expressed, running his hands over your tattoo and your ass, until he grabbed your hips, aligned them with him, and shoved his dick back inside of you.

“Holy shit,” he repeated, panting and thrusting deeply as your hands gripped on the bedsheets tightly, softly moaning as you feel immense pleasure, especially from this angle. Josh took off one hand from your hips to hold the back of your hand. He missed you so much. And you definitely missed him.

“God, this is so hot,” he breathed, letting his hand run over your tattoo as he continued to thrust deeply. You would laugh from how weird he was being right now, acting like it was the first time he’s seen it, if you weren’t too distracted by the gratifying feelings of your lover’s penetration.

His fingertips traced the ink on the small of your back, still astonished by this new discovery. His thrusts were sloppy, but well calculated as he focused on not only the pleasure the two of your bodies would experience, but also the sexy tattoo above your ass. Josh began to let out louder, desperate whines, moving both his hands onto your hips tight to gain control, pounding quickly and deeply into you.

“F-fuck, Josh,” you sighed softly, moaning with him as the sounds of his thrusting increased.

“O-oh, god… f-fuck…” Josh whimpers, feeling his hips and thighs weaken.

A few thrusts later, the two of you finally came together, Josh collapsing on your back as he panted, leaving frantic kisses on the back of your neck, still deep inside of you. You felt him hold you from behind, the butterfly kisses you received, and his hand rubbing your hip.

“Why did you act like this was the first time you’ve seen my tramp stamp?” You ask him in a gentle voice, yet still very curious, and maybe even a little concerned.

“I, uh… It’s a lot to explain,” he replied out of guilt; he really didn’t want to drag you into this.

“Josh,” you sigh, “You’ve seen it for years. Your face was completely identical to your face the first time you saw it. Seriously, I could be overthinking this, but you’ve been acting weird recently. What’s going on with you?”

“N-nothing! I just… It’s been days since I’ve seen you, and… I really missed you. You’re, like, the hottest person I know, how could I not be inexplicably aroused by you?” In this moment, Josh decided not to tell you anything about the whole thing with The Biotic Wars. He couldn’t. If you would experience the same things he did, he would ensure that it would never happen.

You chuckle lightly at his compliment. “You being honest, baby?” You ask with a raised eyebrow, turning your head to look at him. “It’s just other personal stuff?”

“Y-yeah. It’s nothing important, I promise,” he pecked your lips in reassurance, attempting to ease your worry for him.

“Okay, good,” you say, feeling him kiss down your back, letting out a soft whine as he slowly pulled out to kiss your further down. He held onto your hip, letting his grip lower to your ass as he kissed along your tramp stamp and looked up at you desperately. He could definitely get used to this.

“Fuck, please tell me you’re up for round two.”

You laugh at him, letting your hand reach his head to tangle his hair in your fingers. “Who would I be if I wasn’t?”

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lafamiliamadrigalpt · 6 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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~ 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! ~

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!

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.

[...]

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...

#encanto x reader #camilo madrigal x reader #camilo madrigal x gender neutral reader #camilo madrigal x y/n #requests open

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