After reading about the Caño Cristales river (the place that was an inspiration to Encanto), I have this really trippy camilo x reader fiction that I thought of.
It revolves around two lovers in different dimensions who live in the same physical reality but cannot meet,
yet.
p.s: this contains mentions of alternate dimensions and parallel realities. if you're a reality shifter pls be warned. ++ adding my taglist bcs even if this isnt a proper fic, i feel like its worth sharing yall to hihihihihih
You and Camilo jolt up in bed at the same time, in each other's beds at each other's house. Eerily enough, something is different about this day.
After days of doing chores, Camilo wanders on a secret garden hidden by the bushes at the back of Casita, he falls in love with the scenery and makes it his new safe refuge.
He comes back on a sudden evening to the same secret garden, only to stumble upon hundreds of paper planes scattered along the rocks.
Inside the paper planes contain letters; journals from someone whom he didn't know of. Thinking that the person who was once there probably left it there, he decides to write back.
Coming back to the same garden, you unknowingly question the weird person writing letters to you back.
After days of writing back and forth, it is then that both of you and Camilo realized that you live in different dimensions, but at the same physical reality.
Camilo finds some strange attraction to you, and you find admiration in him despite not knowing what each other looked like. You are an artist therefore you were able to draw yourself while Camilo was an amazing writer that wrote detailed descriptions about his features.
It happened, falling in love with someone you interacted, but never met.
This went on for longer, both of you thought you were delusional, a fragment of a lover created only from the reciprocation of a strange presence.
It was not until then, Camilo's life was falling apart. His families magic, breaking; his cousin, living his uncles vision that everyone feared of.
Unbeknownst to him, when Casita crumbled into pieces, you were along the radius. Since you both lived in the same physical world, you died after the separation of the mountains, falling into the cracks from the dying magic.
Camilo was distraught, no longer were you interacting with him with letters and paper planes. He thought that you were a fragment of illusion from the miracle's magic, and when it died, it brought you away from him as well.
Filled with derealization and hallucinations, Camilo grows insane. Day by day without his magic and you, it was like he lost his identity.
One day, he ventures to the Caño Cristales river, a magical place where the river glows in various colors.
Distracted and depressed, he dips in and drowns.
But all of a sudden while beneath the water, something pulls him up. Camilo's unconscious state rests while the strange entity pulls him up from the river and then back to the riverbank.
Camilo wakes up to a whole new feeling. His surroundings felt different than his usual sighting. The place glowed in orange hues, a color that indicates change. There were butterflies everywhere, a symbolism of metamorphosis, change.
The one insane thought in his brain told him that he shifted into another reality; one of which was different from his own.
Hastily, he runs back to the Casita to confirm his thoughts but alas, there is no Casita, no Madrigals, no village, just a plain empty valley. Nothing but vegetation around him.
Camilo was lost.
Not until he saw a figure running through the trees and chased it.
It was you.
Finally meeting you, both of you melt into each others embrace, taking in the sight of how each other looked.
He was finally happy, but deep down he wished he was back to his physical, original reality that despite you being apart, he gets to live a normal life.
You noticed his hesitation and deep down, you wanted the same too. So you explained the things you have theorized about the situation.
The cause of your death was from the domino effect from Camilo's dimension. The Madrigal's magic crumbled in his dimension and eventually led to your fall from the large cracks on the mountains.
But,
The Caño Cristales river is an outlet for change. The various colors beneath the surface allows you to shift into different dimensions, different realities. And since you both died, you from impact and him from drowning, you were both brought to the afterlife. The physical reality for those who weren't living no more.
You suggested to Camilo to dive into the river, while holding each others hand. You thought that if you both travel into another reality while being physically connected, it would take you to the same one.
Though hesitant, there was a risk.
A risk that it may not work.
A risk that may alter the timeline.
Camilo and you reassured each other. "Think of the day we both met, maybe we can come back to that world".
Both of you dove in to the rainbow-hued mirror. A love dive. Holding each other so tightly afraid to let go. Still holding on, both of you blacked out.
You and Camilo jolt up in bed at the same time, in each other's beds at each other's house. Eerily enough, something is different about this day.
After days of doing chores, Camilo wanders on a secret garden hidden by the bushes at the back of Casita, he falls in love with the scenery and makes it his new safe refuge.
He comes back on a sudden evening to the same secret garden, only to stumble upon hundreds of paper planes scattered along the rocks.
But as soon as his hand landed on one of the paper planes, he felt a warm palm rest on his hand. Camilo looked up to the soft hand grasping his,
It was you.
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