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calswildflcwer · 2 years

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The Language Of Flowers

Pairing : Isabela x fem!reader

Warnings : Just pure fluff.

Plot : You decide to ask Isabela to teach you the meanings of different flowers so that you can make her a bouquet with a special meaning.

Pronouns used : she/her for Isabela, she/her for reader.

Note : I am not a Spanish native and I don’t know any Spanish, all Spanish nicknames mentioned in this story are translated from google. If anything is wrong PLEASE let me know and I will correct it.

Info : This is super super rushed and just not very good at all, I apologise for that but I hope y’all enjoy it nonetheless or not, either one works lmao.

Other Madrigals taglist : @camilos-mivida, @try-cry-why-try, @the-ice-frozen-ground-red-rose, @samiiika, @soumya-13, @moon-cakiie, @ignoremepeople37.

Isabela Madrigal. She was known to you. Of course she was known to you, all of your life you had been taught to be prim and proper, to stand straight, your shoulders firm and not drooped, your chin high. You had been taught to speak loud and clearly, to not mumble your words, to not whisper or speak under your breath. You had been taught to be perfect your whole life, the only person to ever understand your frustration was the oldest Madrigal grandchild, Isabela.

A year prior to the fall of Casita, you had shyly admitted your feelings to ‘señorita perfecta’. Unbeknownst to you, she was feeling the same way. However, neither of you could act upon your feelings due to her betrothal to Mariano Guzmán. The town's dorky hunk who often relied a little too much on his mother, so the pair of you kept your relationship a secret; never letting on that you were seeing each other, the only person who knew was Dolores.

Things had changed so much since then, Isabela was no longer expected to be perfect and the pair of you could finally be free. You wandered through the town hand in hand with Isabela, the sun shining down on your faces, you figured that her aunt must be having a good day. You let out a soft gasp, seeing a small flower sprouting from between the tiles of the sidewalk, “What’s that one mean?!” You asked, a soft smile playing on your lips.

Isabela eyed you, a slight twinkle shining in her eyes as she pushed her blue powder dyed hair over her shoulder to get a closer look at the flower in question, her eyes squinted slightly before a smile enhanced her features and she turned to you, “That’s a Hyacinthe, it means ‘your loveliness charms me’.” She let you know, you felt your cheeks heat up under her sweet doe eyed gaze. A soft smile played on the girl's lips as she leant forward to plant a sweet kiss to the tip of your nose. Her hand moved to grip yours before dragging you down the street, “Come on, hermosa. Mami has probably finished preparing dinner now.” She grinned, dragging you towards Casita.

It was a week later, you sat cross legged on the flower covered floor of Isabela’s room, weaving the flower stalks in and around one another to make a little crown. Isabela flicked through the pages of a book, her eyes scanning word after word as she slouched across her bed. You stared across at her, watching as her pupils flicked back and forth across the words on the page, “Amor…” You began, slowly, hesitantly. She placed a bookmark between the pages of her book before placing it on a nearby table and locking her eyes on yours, sending you a small smile to continue on, “Would you, maybe, consider teaching me the meanings of the different flowers you grow?” You asked, cautiously.

A smile grew on the Madrigal girl’s face, “Y-you wanna learn more about my passion and gift?” She asked, her brows furrowing slightly.

“Sí… I-I mean if you don’t mind, of course.” You responded.

Isabela’s smile grew wider, “I would love to, mi vida!” She exclaimed, clapping her hands together happily.

You smiled, rising to your feet and heading towards where she slouched on her bed, you sat beside her and placed the flower crown on her head, slightly framing the hair around her face as you did. You crossed your legs in front of you, she sat opposite you, pressing a soft kiss to your lips before leaning over and grabbing a book from a nearby vine, she opened it up and you saw drawings of all different flowers. You eyed it in awe, your hand stroked down the page slightly, “Did you draw these?” You asked.

Isabela nodded, “I did,” she smiled, “let’s get started.” She spoke as she began pointing to the different flowers within the sketchpad.

It was two weeks later, you smoothed down your dress and took a deep breath before heading towards the casita, a bouquet of flowers in hand.

The doors flew open as you approached, Isabela stood on the balcony at the top of the stairs, a soft smile on her face, “Hey amor, back for another flower lesson?” She smiled down at you.

“Uh, no,” You mumbled, “I er… I got you these.” You told her, gesturing to the bouquet.

“(Name), you know she can grow those herself?” Camilo scoffed from the doorway of the dining room.

“Y-yeah, I know she can. I jus-” You mumbled.

“Camilo, shut up. Don’t you have a girlfriend to go and meet up with?” Isabela cocked a brow, folding her arms over her chest.

You couldn’t help but laugh at the way Camilo’s cheeks flushed red and his eyes grew wide before watching as he jogged out of the door, you turned your eyes back to Isabela; watching as she floated down on a vine. Your eyes were wide in awe as her feet planted safely on the floor and she stood in front of you, a smile graced her lips as she glanced between you and the bouquet.

“I… Uh, I guess Milo had a point, huh?” You shrugged.

“Ignore mi estúpido primo,” she told you, stroking a thumb down your cheeks, “you really did this for me?” She asked, gesturing to the bouquet in your hands.

“Y-yeah, I guess I did. I just… uh, I guess I wanted to know the meanings of different flowers to make you a special bouquet. I was going to write a letter but I… I didn’t know what to write and I know that flowers are something you’re passionate about so I took my lack of imagination and originality and your love of flowers and decided to combine them into a little letter for you to let you know my feelings for you.” You explained, feeling yourself getting flustered the longer you spoke.

You lifted your head to see a grinning Isabela, you furrowed your brows, “W-why are you grinning like a Cheshire Cat?” You asked, covering the soft smile on your face behind the flowers.

“Because you’re adorable!” She grabbed the flowers, pulling them out of your grasp, ignoring your flustered state.

“Stop it.” You sighed, hiding your face behind your hands. You eyed her through your fingers as she smiled at you before staring down at the flowers, she eyed them before beginning to pull each flower out one by one as you dropped your hands back to your side, “red chrysanthemum means ‘I love you’,” she spoke as she plucked the red flower out and placed it behind your ear, “daisy means ‘loyal love’,” she let you know, pulling the white flower from the bouquet, “morning glory means ‘affection’, red rose means ‘I love you’, dwarf sunflower means ‘adoration’, yellow tulips means ‘there’s sunshine in your smile’, white lily means ‘my love is pure’, alyssums mean ‘worth beyond beauty’, dahlias mean ‘a lasting bond and commitment’, red tulips represent ‘true love’.” She listed off the other flowers in the bouquet.

She placed her hands on either side of your cheeks and stared in awe, “You’re not unoriginal, baby. This was original and adorable and I love it!” She cooed, pressing a soft kiss to your cheeks. She grabbed your hand, pulling you towards the kitchen with her where she placed the bouquet in a vase of water, placing it on the table in the corner beside her favourite cactus.

“I love you so much, (name).” She told you, pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

You smiled into the kiss before leaning forward and pressing your forehead against hers,

“I love you too, Señorita perfecta.” You grinned.

~ Hey all! So here’s a super quick and super rushed Isabela drabble fic. As I said in a previous post, I’m gonna be switching to writing for my OC’s now and maybe Monster High but there may still be a few Encanto surprise fics thrown out there, there’ll also be some Carlos x oc fics written too. Anyways, lemme know what you think of this little shitshow of a minific lmao 😘 Stay hydrated, make sure you’ve eaten today, remember you’re loved more than you’ll ever know and stay safe! Mwah! 💖

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chamileonidae · 2 years

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Hello everyone! This is an announcement, I will be closing this account but my writings will stay! My encanto fixation had ended and honestly i had a lot of fun writing for carlos and camilo. I want to personally even thank camilo for awakening back my hobby in writing because if i hadnt started to write for him then i would probably still be in a slump.

I want to end this message with some fic recommendations, some of my favourites throughout the time I've spent here.

Most of these are oneshots because series kinda just never made it to my favourite lists, idk why.

Fic recs under the cut!

🌟 - fluff. 🎀 - angst.

ay mamacita 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by dos-oroguitas] (what happens when camilo finds you in his ruana?) - bulletpoints -

right over your head 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by camiloamor] (sending secret admire airplane shaped letters to your one and only best friend, camilo) - oneshot -

wonderland 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by celamoon] (soulmate!au) - oneshot -

kiss her you fool 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by wwillowtrees] (cause you've only got one chance, youve only got one chance. kiss her you fool) - oneshot -

just a friend to you 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by justanothercamilofan] (do friends really kiss eachother's cheeks that way?) - one shot -

can you say it again? 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by caramellahoney] (reader who is mute by choice) - one shot -

soft kiss 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (camilo being down bad lmao) - one shot -

connect-the-freckles one , two 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (literally taking a marker and connecting camilo's freckles) - two part series -

serotonin one , two 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by mihlo] (idiots to lovers) - two part series -

how to get the one 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by sweetgazes] (you found an interesting piece of paper with camilo's handwriting) - one shot -

flustered 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (showering camilo with compliments and he gets flustered) - drabble(?) -

drowsy 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by mihlo] (taking a nap outside? sure! how about waking up with your lover in front of you?) - drabble -

“cásate conmigo por favor." 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by caramellahoney] (soulmate!au) - one shot -

love and adoration. 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by justanothercamilofan] (showering camilo with your adoration for him) - one shot -

sunny kisses 🌟

camilo x gn!reader [by bobastar] - one shot -

baking session 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by camilosunshxne] - one shot -

dandelions 🌟 (a bit of 🎀)

camilo x fem!reader [by sesamestreet47] - one shot -

grant me a wish (or just your time) 🌟

camilo x male!reader [by undercoveravenger] - one shot -

second 🎀 to 🌟

camilo x fem!reader [by uni-senpai-chan] (when you've always been second until he shows up) - one shot -

amorcito 🌟

carlos x gn!reader [by dos-oroguitas] - one shot -

good little girl 🌟

carlos x gn!reader [by justanothercamilofan] - one shot -

i want what they have 🌟

carlos x gn!reader [by pink02] - one shot -

cariña 🌟 (a bit 🎀)

carlos x gn!reader [by froggywritesstuff] - one shot -

seeking your attention 🌟 (a little 🎀)

carlos x fem!reader [by justanothercamilofan] (enemies to lovers) - one shot -

dating carlos 🌟

carlos x gn!reader [by justanothercamilofan] - headcanons -

hey hey jealousy 🌟

carlos x gn!reader [by kitasgloves] - one shot -

carlos having a crush 🌟

carlos x gn!reader [by desichameleon] - headcanons -

carlos' power hcs

carlos madrigal [by desichameleon] - headcanons -

#camilo madrigal x reader #camilo x reader #carlos madrigal #camilo madrigal #camilo x y/n #camilo x you #carlos madrigal x reader #camilo madrigal my beloved #camilo madrigal x gender neutral reader #camilo madrigal x y/n #camilo fic #camilo fluff #camilo angst #carlos madrigal fanfic #carlos madrigal supremacy #carlos madrigal x you #camilo madrigal fluff #camilo x male reader #camilo madrigal x female reader

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simpshroom · 2 years

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ok so i found this picrew

and i kinda like it.

tags: @thecastillosisters? maybe? @camilos-mivida @camilosunshxne @pepe-weezys-pet-rat @the-ice-frozen-ground-red-rose @phoenix-tries-to-write and anyone who wants to! have fun!

#picrew chains #don't make them actual ocs don't make them actual ocs #don't make them actual ocs #eff it i’m gonna give them something to belong in

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hunterxassasin · 2 years

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@camilosunshxne @phoenix-tries-to-write @anonymous-knife uhm whatever other people we know. If I made us a discord server would y'all join 👀👀

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irisia-ckzkb1109 · 2 years

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Okay,someone write a Carlos or Camilo Madrigal x reader with the song Hanging by a moment.

Thoughts?

@kitasgloves @camilosunshxne

#carlos madrigal x y/n #carlos madrigal #carlos madrigal x you #carlos madrigal x reader #camilo madrigal #Camilo Madrigal x y/n #camilo madrigal x reader #carlos my beloved #camilo my beloved

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sesamestreet47 · 2 years

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hi! i wonder if u read other encanto (esp camilo x reader) fics? and if so what are ur faves :D

i do! i mainly read on ao3, but here's a list of my favorite tumblr writers:

@nodos-still-breathing - i love her modern AU story "Where'd your brain go Madrigal?"

@camilosunshxne - cute stories, from scrolling through her blog i see that she's very active and very nice, this is irrelevant but i love her theme

@the-ice-frozen-ground-red-rose - just found this blog

@justanothercamilofan - not active anymore unfortunately

@0bsessedp0et - again, not active anymore, but worth checking out

@soliravioli - not active, favorite story "camilo madrigal with a passive agressive s/o"

@dos-oroguitas - not active, masterlist worth checking out

@sweetgazes - once again, not active, but worth checking out

that would be it when it comes to tumblr

favorite stories on ao3:

"Playing Pretend" by ThatGirlWithASquid - literally such a good story, highly recommend it, the writing, the plot, the dialogue, just amazing

"A Splash of Paint and a Wave of Emotions" by BleepieBloopie - again, such a good story, made me cry once, the plot is amazing and the feels, so many feels

"My Idiota" by reeseu - a long one shot, very cute, kinda a comfort read

"to find your half-orange" by neverlander - this one made me cry, original idea, cute, i come back to reread it often

"singing inside a bubble" by cherryspliced - just found this story, fell in love, Camilo being a protective brother is my favorite Camilo

"We Don't talk About Pepa - Encanto AU" by AiHammie - have yet to read the story, but i follow the artist on Instagram and i love their page so much, this one isn't a Camilo x reader story, it's an AU where Pepa was the one to run away instead of Bruno and Camilo is the one without the gift

that would be it

thank you for the ask <3

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ducky-died-inside · 2 years

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CHAOS SQUAD INCORRECT QUOTE

Bailee : If you took a shot for every time you made a bad decision, how drunk would you be?

Bee : Maybe a bit tipsy?

Phoenix : Drunk.

Leigh : Wasted.

Ducky : Dead.

@camilosunshxne @baileeblanc @phoenix-tries-to-write @la-familia-petekey

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pepe-weezys-pet-rat · 2 years

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@camilosunshxne @duckymomo002 @baileeblanc @sweetaeyoung @phoenix-tries-to-write

my new acc ig

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calswildflcwer · 2 years

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•◦❥◦• MASTERLISTS •◦❥◦•

✿ series, ✮ one shots, ❆ drabbles, ✹ hc’s, ♡ fluff, ☾ angst, ♪ song fic, ✘ no comfort, ❦ requests, ♧ platonic.

✧ ongoing, ✦ completed, ✩ wips.

— carlos madrigal

♡✮ Wrong Side Of Heaven ✦

✿♡☾ Forbidden ✦

✿♡☾ Twins ✦

✿♡☾ His Muse ✦

✿♡♪☾ I Wish You Didn’t Love Me ✦

♡✮☾❦ Home For The Holidays ✦

♡✮❦ Let Me Show You ✦

♡✮☾❦ You’re Hurt ✦

♡✮❦ Started With A Prank ✦

✿♡☾ Bad Reputation ✦

✿♡☾ Tutor ✦

✿♡☾ Fake Date ✦

— camilo madrigal

✿♡☾ Marry Me ✦

♡✮ Nothing Special ✦

✿♡☾ The Quinceañera ✦

♧♡✮❦ I’ll Be There For You ✦

✿♡☾ Don’t Send Me Back ✦

♡✮ Baking Session ✦

♡✮❦ Sick ✦

♡✮☾❦ Don’t Leave Me ✦

♡✹❦ Curls Are Beautiful ✦

♡✮❦ Started With A Game ✦

✿♡ Secret Admirer ✦

✮♡♪ Marry That Girl ✦

✿♡☾ The Arrangement (on hold) ✧

— bruno madrigal

✿✘☾ Arranged Marriage ✦

✿♡ The Vision (on hold) ✦

— la familia madrigal

✿♧☾ Turn It Down ✦

— isabela madrigal

♡❆ The Language Of Flowers ✦

Taglists here !

OC Masterlist here !

Rules here !

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calswildflcwer · 2 years

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｡ﾟ•┈୨ bee. she/her. bi. 24. scorpio. british. ୧┈•ﾟ｡

꧁ Taylor Swift & Draco Malfoy enthusiast ꧂

•◦❥◦• masterlists.

•◦❥◦• rules.

•◦❥◦• pronouns page.

ʚ♡⃛ɞ MY TUMBLR FAMILY ʚ♡⃛ɞ

❦》 Rue {@the-ice-frozen-ground-red-rose}, Mochie {@pochi-moochika}, Josi {@fairchildflag}, Tiggy {@tigreost} & Bailee! {+ more I probably can’t remember off the top of my head} 《❦

ʚĭɞೃ OTHER ACCOUNTS ʚĭɞೃ

༺ drawing acc: @brunosmischievousgrin ༻

༺ encanto oc acc: @thecastillosisters ༻

♡ Previous username: camilosunshxne ♡

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calswildflcwer · 2 years

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Don’t Let Him See

Pairing : Castiel x fem!oc.

Warnings : Foul language, mentions of blood, Jadeyn is a vampire.

Plot : Cas and Jadeyn first meet and she accidentally vamps out, she is almost caught by hunters of the supernatural but manages to narrowly escape.

Pronouns used : he/him for Cas, she/her for Jadeyn.

Note : All oc’s belong to me, please do not copy or steal any of my oc’s details. Thanks.

Info : Info about Jadeyn here! Also, Cas will probably be ooc but it’s a fic so that much is obvious I guess.

Word count : 1.6k words.

OC taglist : @fairchildflag 💖

OC Masterlist here!

"Ugh!" Jadeyn groaned, her mild French accent coming out stronger than she expected.

"Bad day?" A deep voice asked.

"Bad life." She shrugged as she took a swig of whiskey before turning to the guy beside her. He was a beautiful man, he had bright blue eyes and dark messy hair; he wore a black suit and a long trench coat.

"Really that bad, huh?" He questioned.

"I'm... Searching and it hasn't been going so well."

"Searching for what?" He asked.

"Answers." She said as she scratched her eyebrow slightly.

"Anything I can help with?" He asked.

"I'm just looking for my aunt," she sighed, "it’s nothing." She shrugged before taking another gulp. "Wanna dance?" Jadeyn found herself asking.

"I'm not much of a dancer." He chuckled.

"Come on, I'll teach you." She smiled as she held her hand out to him. He hesitantly took it. As he rose to his feet and followed her to the dance floor, she couldn't help but see a man with emerald green eyes giving a thumbs up to the handsome stranger she was about to dance with. A grin spread over her face as she watched the blue eyed man dance... Or trying to. A small laugh escaped her mouth as she watched him, her hand covered her mouth. "Come here!" She chuckled as she grabbed his hands and placed them on her waist.

She placed her arms over his shoulders and laced her fingers in his hair at the back as they began swaying to the music, "so, where are you from?" The stranger asked.

"No personal questions." She shouted over the music.

"I can hear what sounds unmistakably like a French accent." He smiled.

"I don't have a French accent, it's not strong enough to be classed as an actual accent." She laughed. "You have a distinct accent though, where are you from?" She questioned.

"A little bit of everywhere." He grinned as they continued to sway.

Jadeyn sat back at the bar, glass in hand; sipping whiskey and talking to the handsome stranger. "So... I'm Jadeyn." She reached out her hand.

"Castiel." He shook her hand.

"Listen, I uh, I better get going." She said as she rose to her feet.

"Do you need a ride?" He asked her.

"What? In that little pimpmobile I saw you pull up in?" She scoffed.

"It's not... I'm not."

"Castiel, calm down. I'm joking." She laughed slightly, "I'd love a lift."

She climbed into the car with him, "where are you staying?" He asked.

"This old rundown motel, it's called Sunrise Motel."

"My friends and I are also staying there." He started the car up and began driving away from the bar. Jadeyn sat in the passenger seat, feeling a slight buzz coming on from all of the whiskey she drank.

Castiel soon pulled up at the motel and turned to her, she stumbled out of the car and closed the passenger door before turning to him and leaning through the window, "Thank you for the ride." Her words were slightly slurred. Castiel nodded and showed a small smile as she spun on her heel; almost falling over as she did. She headed towards her motel room and fiddled around with the keys for a while as Castiel watched her from the car. She finally found the right key and pushed the motel door open, hoping and praying that her hair hid her face enough so Castiel couldn't see her brown eyes turning red. She slammed the motel door shut and slyly glanced back out of the peephole. She could feel her vampire senses coming on strong, this always happened when she got tipsy. Castiel slowly pulled out of the parking lot as Jadeyn felt her fangs poking through. She couldn't fight it any longer, she needed blood and she needed it now. She grabbed her bag and began rummaging through it, searching for the key to the cooler she always carried with her. "No, no, no." She growled, she couldn't find the key. She snarled before throwing her bag to the floor, she needed the keys to the cooler; inside the cooler were blood bags.

She checked outside once more to make sure Castiel was gone before grabbing her bag and leaving the motel room. She sprinted as fast as her legs would carry her, she reached the hospital where she grabbed her phone and texted her friend: Blaire, I'm outside and I need blood. Please hurry! Xx

She hid behind the wall, in the dark as she waited for her friend to come out. Jadeyn could not believe this was happening, if it was any other night she would've invited the gorgeous stranger into her motel room. It wasn't long until Jadeyn saw her friend approaching. Her blonde hair fell in waves down her back. "I can't keep doing this, Jade. Abby is starting to notice." Blaire said. Abby was the head nurse and another friend of Jadeyn's, however Abby didn't yet know about Jadeyn's little secret. Blaire handed over the blood as Jadeyn nodded in understanding, she quickly opened the bag and immediately began drinking. "Better?" Blaire asked as she rubbed her arms in the cold.

"Yeah, thanks." Jadeyn nodded as she threw the empty blood bag into the nearest bin before wiping her mouth as the pair waited for her eyes to turn back to their normal brown colour.

As soon as Jadeyn was back to her normal self, Blaire headed back inside and got back to work as Jadeyn began leaving the dark corner she'd hidden in to hide her vampire self from people. However, that was when she noticed the 'pimpmobile' pulling up in the hospital parking lot; beside it parked a sleek black impala. Jadeyn quickly backed into the wall and was engulfed in the darkness, she'd recognise that black impala anywhere. They'd tried hunting her before, she suddenly recognised the green eyed boy; Dean Winchester. She gulped down the lump in her throat, "Dean, why are we here?" Sam asked. 'Of course he won't be travelling without his brother sidekick.' Jadeyn thought.

"This was the last place a vamp was spotted." The shorter brother said.

Jadeyn rolled her eyes slightly as Castiel approached the bin near her hiding spot, "Cas, what you got?" Dean asked.

Jadeyn closed her eyes tight and prayed to whoever could hear her that Castiel wouldn't spot her, "I found a blood bag." Cas said as he grabbed something from the bin and held it up to show Dean. Dean grabbed it and walked into the hospital, grabbing his FBI badge as he did. Jadeyn was heavily breathing by now, she was worried. Cas and Sam followed him inside as Jadeyn watched them. It wouldn't be long before they found out who she was. She quickly straightened herself out before heading into the hospital behind them.

She saw them at the desk chatting to Blaire, Jadeyn stood behind them and waved her hands to catch Blaire's attention before signing to her not to tell the men anything. Blaire stared over at her as the men asked her if she could run the blood bag through DNA to see if anybody came up. Sam slowly began turning around to see who Blaire was staring at, Jadeyn's eyes widened and she quickly grabbed a magazine from the rack and held it in front of her face. "Uh... Sure, I'll give it a quick run through DNA." She batted her eyes at Dean and stroked her hand across his as she took the blood bag.

She then walked away as Dean watched her, "Man, I sure do love a naughty nurse." He smirked at the taller boy who was still staring in Jadeyn's direction. She seemed vaguely familiar to him.

Jadeyn soon approached Blaire in one of the rooms and stood beside her, "Every time I run it through it's coming up with you." Blaire said worriedly to the younger girl.

"Is there any way you could print out someone else's information and act like it's theirs and just give them that information?" Jadeyn suggested.

"Like who?"

"I don't know, someone who died recently or something?" Jadeyn shrugged.

Blaire nodded, bringing up a young girl's information and printing it out. The girl was around Jadeyn's age and had died of a heart failure. She headed back out and handed the page over to the green eyed hunter, "Here you go, handsome." She said flirtatiously.

"Thank you, gorgeous." Dean smirked. Jadeyn watched from the doorway of the room and rolled her eyes.

The hunters soon left and Jadeyn headed towards the desk, "It won't be long before they figure out she's not who they're looking for." Blaire spoke.

"I know, but we'd have skipped town by then." Jadeyn sighed as she watched the black haired man in the trench coat leave. "He took me home." Jadeyn mumbled as Blaire followed her gaze.

"The handsome one in the back?" Blaire asked with a smirk.

Jadeyn nodded, "He was super sweet to me, he seemed different. I had no idea he was a hunter." She groaned.

"You'll find someone, hunny." Blaire spoke sympathetically.

Jadeyn sighed, "Yeah." She smiled. 'Not with this curse.' She thought. "I'm gonna head back to the motel, I'll see you there." She told her friend before leaving the hospital and sprinting as fast as she could back to the motel. Stopping when she saw the black impala parking up in the parking lot, she hid behind a parked car as she watched them climb out and head towards their motel room, the pimpmobile also parked up and Cas climbed out before following the two men inside.

Jadeyn let out a breath she didn't realise she was holding as their door closed and she jogged towards her motel room; walking in and slamming the door shut behind her.

Holaaaaa! Hi! Helloooo! Another oc fic but this time with my supernatural oc! 🤪 Please don’t expect Castiel to be written in character all the time, he will still often be his confused dorky self but a lot of the times he may be written ooc as it’s a fic and so I won’t be keeping it all in with the way C*w wrote him! Please do lemme know what y’all think tho angels! 😘 Stay hydrated, make sure you’ve eaten today, remember you’re loved more than you’ll ever know and stay safe. Mwaaaah! 💖

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calswildflcwer · 2 years

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Soooo… I gave up on making The Arrangement work 😭 And I’ve decided to start on a Bruno series called The Vision instead 🤷🏻‍♀️

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calswildflcwer · 2 years

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Hi all!

Obviously, some of y’all will see that I haven’t been here much for the past two months. Tbh, I’ve been more focused on my Instagram and I’ve also noticed that my oc stories haven’t been doing too great and since I’ve stopped writing Encanto x reader stories people just don’t seem to be interested anymore and I just don’t have the motive or interest in writing x readers anymore sooooo…

If y’all wanna still keep in contact with me and still want to see my oc works and edits, then y’all can absolutely follow me on my Instagram or on my Wattpad.

Stay safe, stay hydrated, make sure you’ve eaten today and remember you’re loved more than you’ll ever know! Mwaaah! 💖

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Can I Kiss You?

Pairing : Scott McCall x fem!oc.

Warnings : Foul language, mentions of death, character death, no comfort end, angst then fluff then no comfort.

Plot : Bluebell has made a list of rules that she lives by, she decides to break one of those rules and kisses the alpha, Scott McCall. However, things soon take a deathly turn.

Prompt : Can I kiss you? Or is that against the rules?” “Fuck the rules.”

Pronouns used : he/him for Scott, she/her for Bluebell.

Note : All oc’s belong to me, please do not copy or steal any of my oc’s details. Thanks.

Info : Info about Bluebell here! Also, Scott will probably be ooc but it’s a fic so that much is obvious I guess.

Word count : 1.9k words.

OC taglist : @fairchildflag - You’ve already read this on Insta lmao but I wanted to post it here too 💖

OC Masterlist here!

Bluebell paced back and forth in her bedroom, going through the plan over and over in her head. What would she tell Scott? What would she even say?

“Scott, I’m so sorry I lied to you all this time. My name is actually Brooklyn Harris, I-I’m sure you recognise it-” she began to recite, quickly cutting herself off.

“Pfft! Of course he’ll recognise that name, you’ve tried killing him before.” Bluebell muttered to herself in the mirror, gripping the dressing table in front of her; her claws digging in and making scratch marks in the white painted oak. She took a deep breath, her claws slowly retracting back into her normal nails as she let out a deep sigh, grabbing a pen and piece of paper, deciding the best way to explain everything would be to write it down.

Dear Scott- “No, that’s wrong. It’s not a letter, Bluebell.” She groaned to herself, scribbling out what she had written.

She took a deep breath, slowly letting her hand glide across the paper; letting her words flow effortlessly. It didn’t take long for her to finish her note.

If you’re reading this, I’m probably either dead or I’ve just ran away… again.

Things weren’t supposed to end like this. You guys weren’t supposed to find out like this. I’ve made a lot of mistakes in my past, one of them was becoming the biggest predator of the supernatural world, I was never meant to become a killer but with eyes as blue as mine- everybody already assumed the worst before even realising I wasn’t a werewolf, I’m a Werecoyote. I’m sure, by now, that Gerard has told you all the truth about me, a name I’m sure you’ll all recognise. My name is Brooklyn Harris, when I was ten, I was abandoned by my pack- made to survive this awful world alone. That’s when the hunters came. That’s when I became a killer, it started with just one of Gerard’s men, I didn’t care enough to remember his name. All I knew was that I had to survive, and with over ten guns pointed in my direction, there was no other option. Once I realised what I’d done, how dangerous I was, I ran… I ran and I didn’t stop, not for Derek, not for Argent’s men, not for Chris, and not even for you, Scott McCall. My choices were either fight or flight, I’d always been raised to claw my way out of any situation, so whenever I came across somebody I knew would try to stop me, somebody I didn’t trust, I would choose the latter and would fight and claw and scream and growl, I didn’t care what the outcome was, all I knew was that I needed to survive. This lifestyle earned me the title ‘the most dangerous of them all’, a title frequently used by Gerard Argent. I’m a predator, a dangerous and lethal predator who has so much blood on her hands. I thought I’d left that life behind, but it seems that no matter what I did or how much I changed my name or face- somebody out there would still recognise me. So this is my farewell, this is my goodbye, my departure note. I have to leave and I don’t think I’ll ever return. I broke rule number one; don’t fall in love with the alpha. Goodbye my love, my heart and my soul, Scott McCall,

Forever yours,

Brooklyn “Bluebell” Harris.

Bluebell left the note on her dresser before grabbing the duffel bag she had packed beforehand, she stopped at the front door; sparing one final glance over her shoulder before letting the safety door slam and sprinting away from the porch.

She stopped at the preserve, stepping over the chain and the do not enter sign. She placed a hand on the nearest tree to steady herself before glancing over her shoulder to make sure she wasn’t followed- she knew that Scott and the pack would be at her house by now.

Scott ran in through the door of his girlfriend’s home, “BLUEBELL!!” He called out. Stiles, Derek, Lydia, Malia and Chris were all behind him, “BLUE!!” He called out again, glancing over his shoulder with a wide eyed fearful look which Stiles quickly caught on to. “If she isn’t here, if we don’t find her- if Gerard finds her before us…” Scott began, worry emanating from his voice.

“She’ll be dead before she hits the ground.” Chris put in, letting a sigh leave his mouth.

Stiles placed a hand on Scott’s shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze, “Hey, we’ll find her, okay?” He reassured his best friend.

Scott sent an appreciative smile his way before turning towards the stairs, he sprinted up; Stiles, Derek and Chris were on his heel as Lydia and Malia searched downstairs. They searched around for a while before Stiles stood up straight, “Scott, Scott I got something.” He said, holding up the note.

Scott was by his side in seconds as he grabbed the note from Stiles’ hands, his eyes scanned back and forth, word after word. He let out a soft sigh, dropping the note to the floor, “Scott, what’s wrong?” Chris asked, worry evident in his voice.

“She’s gone. She’s run away.” Scott mumbled, his voice was low and tears were slowly rolling down his cheeks.

Stiles placed a hand on his shoulder, giving it a soft squeeze as Derek spoke up, “Then we need to find her before Gerard does.” He said, throwing one of her scarfs towards Scott. “Track her scent.” He told him. Scott nodded, scrunching the scarf in his fists and pressing the garment to his nose, taking in her scent.

The footsteps became louder and louder behind her. The red lasers were shining through the trees, closer and closer to where Bluebell was. She quickly slinked behind a large oak tree, pressing her back against the wood as her chest heaved up and down repeatedly, she placed a hand over her mouth as she heard the voices on the other side of the tree becoming louder, “She definitely went this way, boys. She can’t run for long.” It was the voice that could make milk curdle, the voice that could bring even the toughest man to his knees, the voice that made her blood boil and skin crawl, the voice that belonged to Gerard Argent.

She heard the footsteps disperse, slowly getting further and further away. She let out a sigh of relief she didn’t even realise she was holding, and closed her eyes slightly as her breathing slowly went back to its normal pace.

Bluebell pushed herself away from the tree and began walking the opposite way, she placed her hands in the pockets of her jeans as she continued to walk. She spared a glance over her shoulder, however, this made her bump into someone. Her eyes widened before she turned her head, fear evident in her eyes as she stared at the intruder. “S-Scott?” She asked, “H-how did you find me?” She questioned.

“I tracked your scent.” He responded, placing his hands on her shoulders. “Look, Bluebell- or Brooklyn, whatever name you go by…” He mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck, “I don’t care about what you’ve done in the past. I don’t care that you’ve tried to kill me more than once, I don’t care about your past mistakes. I fell in love with the shy girl who always tried to stay at the back of the class, unnoticed, with a hoodie on even in one hundred degree weather. I fell in love with Bluebell Harris, I fell in love with the werecoyote, I fell in love with the blue glowing eyes, I fell in love with you, Bluebell. Your past, your mistakes, your old life- all of that, isn’t who you are. You? The real you? It isn’t the monster who did the horrible stuff, it’s the girl who was mortified by the horrible stuff she did. You are loved, you’re loved by me, you’re like a daughter to Chris, you’ve become good friends with Derek, you’re best friends with Lydia and Malia and Serenity would be so lost without you.” He told her, sitting her on a nearby log.

“I don’t know, Scott.” She sighed, placing her head in her hands. “No matter how far I run, no matter how much I change about myself, somebody will always recognise me and some people will never forgive the things I’ve done.”

“Don’t change anything about yourself, you’re perfect as you are.” He told her, resting his forehead against the side of her head, planting a soft kiss to the top of her ear.

She tilted her head, slowly turning it and staring at the alpha, “Didn’t you read rule number one in that note?” She asked, biting her lip slightly as she stared into his eyes.

“I did.” He grinned, licking his lips slightly as his eyes flickered between her eyes and her lips. “Exactly how many rules did you make?” He questioned.

“Ten.” She whispered softly, staring into his eyes.

“That’s a lot of rules, Blue.” He whispered back.

“They’re the rules I try to live by.” She whispered, her own eyes flickering back and forth between his eyes and lips. She lifted her hand, pressing it against his cheek, “But then you came around and you just…” She sighed slightly with a soft smile shining on her features, “You just changed my whole world.” She chuckled softly.

He watched her, a smile emanating from his own features as he leaned forward, “Can I kiss you? Or is that against the rules?” He asked, padding his thumb across her cheek.

She stared up at him through her lashes, a smile quickly spread across her features as her pupils were blown wide; biting her lips, the next words flowed freely, “Fuck the rules!” She whispered, letting him lean down and crash his lips against hers.

She kissed back just as passionately, her arms wrapping around him as her fingers became entangled in his hair whilst his hands gripped her waist.

That was until a shadow came over the pair of them, “Well well well, isn’t this sweet?” There it was again, that milk curdling voice.

The pair pulled away, Bluebell’s protective instinct slowly kicking in as she quickly rose to her feet and stood in front of her boyfriend, “Oh, you foolish child, I never wanted Scott. We only ever wanted you, Brooklyn.” He smirked, grabbing her roughly.

Her hands were bound above her as she was dangled from a tree. She stared at Scott, a fearful and apologetic look in her eyes as he was held back by a few of Gerard’s men. Her eyes widened as she watched Gerard pull out a long, steel sword. She closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable impact that she knew was bound to come.

Scott watched in horror, trying to fight against the men who were holding him back but there were too many of them, “Gerard, no! Please!” Scott pleaded as Gerard lifted the sword; the tip glinted in the sunlight that was shining through the trees.

Gerard wore an evil grin as he swung the sword as hard as he could, cutting the young girl in half at the waist. Her body fell limp immediately as Scott fell to his knees, letting out an agonising and painful scream which soon turned into a roar. Tears rolled down his cheeks as Gerard signalled for his men to leave, Scott stared at the hanging body of his girlfriend. His tears quickly becoming a waterfall as he knelt on the ground and screamed out.

The others skidded to a halt behind him, Stiles placed a hand on Scott’s shoulder, trying to hold back his own tears as he stared at the scene in front of him, Scott’s painful screams echoed through the forest. They were too late. Far too late.

She was gone.

Henloooo! Welcome back to another oc fic! 🤪 The og Teen Wolf characters are probably very much poc but I mean, it’s a Fic so that’s bound to happen, please do lemme know what y’all think tho angels! 😘 Stay hydrated, make sure you’ve eaten today, remember you’re loved more than you’ll ever know and stay safe. Mwaaaah! 💖

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