camilo x reader ; bruno x reader : they have a crush.
a/n : i do this for literally every fandom i join
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sometimes when he’s around you, he changes randomly out of nerves.
he laughs it off though.
makes tons of flirty jokes and messes with you a lot.
he either has all his attention on you or none.
sometimes he just can’t handle the pressure of talking to you!
romanticizes literally every interaction with you, its almost sad.
pepa knows, which means dolores knows, which means the entire family knows now.
he sighs longingly a lot when he’s around you or just sees you from afar.
he does get flustered a lot if you reciprocate any flirty comments.
smiley boy when you are around.
he can get jealous from time to time when he sees you chatting with someone else your twos age.
doesn’t dare show it though.
"well, well, well look at what la casita dragged in~"
flustered a ton, like as red as a tomato if you will.
daydreams about you a lot.
watches you from afar, like staring and just watching you interact with others.
doesn’t mean for it to be creepy.
everyone in the family knows about his crush on you and make an effort to bring you around la casita so he can be around you more.
hernando isn’t afraid of anything and that includes talking to you.
gets awkward talking to you and makes jokes that don’t make sense.
likes showing you all his telenovelas with his rats. if you like them, he is overjoyed.
tells you really dramatic stories with dramatic expressions and just everything dramatic.
is a little afraid of how people will treat you if you two ever got into a relationship.
refuses to have visions about you. doesn’t wanna see something that could shatter his heart.
"have you met jorge?"
⊹₊ ⋆ ❝ Camilo's s/o having powers like Pepa ❞
✎ ⁞ Camilo Madrigal x Female! Reader who can control the weather
✎ ⁞ requested by @nelefibata
✎ ⁞ date: 27.12.2021
You were already dating Camilo for two years. You both were very close, because you were the same age and basically knew each other your whole life.
At this point, you've officially met his family, both as a Camilo's friend and girlfriend. Fortunately for you, they immediately accepted you as on of their own.
The same had happened with your family. Your parents knew that Camilo was one for you and already gave him their blessings.
So, you could tell that you both were living your dream life, where your love grew stronger everyday.
Although all Madrigal's were really happy to have you, Pepa still outshined them with her vivid rainbows and bright sun, that suddenly appeared whenever her wide eyes had found you. It could be even just a glance but that was enough for her to grow all happy.
Because in her eyes, you were already like her daughter. You were just so cute and polite, that she had often wondered how her son had managed to get someone like you. But anyway she was happy for you two.
One day, Pepa woke up with fierce determination to hand out with her future daughter. After she had a beautiful dream about your and Camilo's wedding, she was sure it was a sign for her. A sign to start working to make this dream a reality.
This day the sun shined especially brightly and no cloud could be seen in the sky. It meant that Pepa was in a truly happy mood. A rare sight to see.
Madrigal's, although very happy, were also very curious. During breakfast, everyone asked Pepa what got her in such a good mood. When asked, she chirped happily that it was nothing, and continue to eat. Everyone deadpanned, seeing a rainbow appearing above her head but decided not to investigate further.
But her eldest son, Camilo, eyed his mother auspiciously. He knew his mother was planning something and his gut was telling him that it involved him. Don't get me wrong, he loved his mother to death, but he knew that he and his mother shared this... sneakiness. And he got a bad feeling about what she was planning.
And unknowingly to him, his gut was right.
After breakfast, without another word, Pepa rushed out of the Casita, on a mission to find you. It didn't take her too long to find you, because you were just peacefully minding your business and being in the middle of the walk.
When her eyes found you, a rainbow appeared over her head and she practically sprinted to you, smiling widely.
You just blinked and Pepa suddenly appeared before you, making you flinch a little, because you had no idea where did she came from.
❝ Hello, mi hija! Let's spend some time together! ❞ Pepa exclaimed, before dragging you to her favorite spot, which was a small meadow before crops. You, still confused, only watched the hyper happy women before with confusion clearly written on you face.
You were used to Pepa calling you her daughter and after a few first times, where your face turned into a bright red tomato, you just started to accept it. Camilo also didn't mind that. In fact he often teased you about already being a Madrigal.
But anyway! You and Pepa found yourself sitting in that meadow, talking about anything and everything. It was fun and you had to admit, that you were enjoying yourself.
And just when everything was going smoothly...the shit went down.
Some children were playing nearby and throwing mud at themselves. *sigh* One of those children, already fully covered in mud, took a big scoop of it, and threw it with all his might before him. Unfortunately for him, some mud got in his eye, and he couldn't see where he was aiming. *Another sigh* And, my dear readers, guess who the mud had hit?
❝ Ack-! ❞ Pepa gasped, feeling something cold hit her back. Both yours and her eyes widened, as you both tried to comprehend what had just happened.
You covered your mouth, seeing Pepa slowly turn around, revealing mud sliding down her beautiful orange dress.
Pepa felt anger bubbling inside her, as the very familiar cloud appeared over her head. The cloud turned dark and rain started pour down on her. Her dress...your meeting...was destroyed...
❝ Pepa, are you alright-? Ack-! ❞
A small lightning accidentally struck you, sending a electrical shock through your body. But unlike you had expected, it didn't hurt. In fact, you felt something new unlock inside of you.
Pepa gasped loudly, horrified. She just struck her daughter! She will leave her, and then break up with her son and there won't be any wedding or grandkids or-
❝ Mami, breath! ❞ Pepa heard your soothing voice, and felt your smaller hands softly grasping her own. ❝ Breath in, breath out. ❞
A small hurricane that started to appear around her, disappeared as she followed your instructions, taking deep breaths. After a few more minutes of calming down, a cloud above her head also disappeared and the sunny weather came back.
With one last breath, Pepa opened her eyes and looked down at you. Your hair was standing up because of the statics and you eyes were full of worry for her.
❝ Oh my...! I'm so sorry, mi hija! I didn't mean to hurt you! Are you alright? Do we need to go to mi Hermana? ❞ Pepa gasped softly, putting her hands on your shoulders and looking up and down at you, checking if you're hurt anywhere.
❝ No, no. I'm alright! Thank you... ❞ You assured her softly, feeling more than alright.
Pepa sighed in relief but then a rainbow appeared over her head again, as she recalled what you had said earlier.
❝ You called me mami! ❞
And for the rest of the day, the same rainbow reminded above her head.
But that wasn't the end. O no, no.
The trouble started later that day, when you were with Camilo on a date. You went outside Casita to stargaze and you both had a good time. Your date went perfectly well...until you had accidentally hit your toe on a rock.
❝ Ack-! ❞ You gasped painfully, holding your leg and hissing in pain. Camilo send you a worried look and dived to help you.
But then, he had noticed a shadow looming over both of you and slowly looked up...only to discover a very familiar cloud above you. Camilo gasped dramatically, and pointed at it, making you look up and also gasped.
❝ Are you kidding me? ❞ You deadpanned, already knowing what was wrong with you.
❝ Can I call you a sunshine now? ❞ Camilo teased, quickly coming to terms with the fact that now you were sharing gift with his mom.
You deadpanned again, and struck him with your own lightning.
The same night, his family found out about your "gift" and now, you could officially say that you're a Madrigal now! No 'if's and 'but's. You're a (name) Madrigal!
Alma, suprisingly, was happy to find out that her daughter gift was lend to you. She had already accepted you in her family and now you could help around the town, by controlling the weather.
Pepa, although shocked to the core, was more than happy to share something with you. Of course, she grew worried when she had found out about the whole ordeal, and asked you a numerous of times if you were alright. She also apologized for causing it but you said that it didn't matter and you were more than okay.
Camilo, love of your life, fell even deeper in love with you. He had always admired his mother and her gift, so now he felt happy that it was 'passed' down to you.
The rest of the family was also happy buut...they knew that they had to be prepared for more wether changes.
After that day, Pepa and you became even closer. She helped you by teaching you about her gift and how to avoid certain... situations.
You both took turns when controlling the weather. When Pepa was feeling down, you took her to her room, where she could let it all out and you cleared the cloudy sky she left behind, bringing back the sunshine and clear skies. It worked both ways.
Since you weren't as emotional as Pepa, you had more control over your gift. But don't get me wrong, when you felt something, you were force to be feared.
Once, something had angered you so much, that even Pepa's door couldn't fully conceal your anger. That day the raging strom in Encanto was so violent that no one dared to step the foot outside their house.
❝ Maybe you should go and try to calm her down? ❞ Nervously aske Mirabel, while sitting with the whole family and eating dinner in their Casita. Everyone were feeling nervous, because lightnings were hitting the ground every few minutes, making everyone flinch at the loud crack. Poor Dolores had to wear ear plugs and ear mufflers not to go deaf.
❝ And die? No thank you. ❞ Answered Camilo, while taking a bite out of his food.
Pepa was strangely calm about this whole situation, but inside she felt extremely worried for you. She didn't know what had made you so angry but you needed to calm down, at least a little. Because at this rate, everyone in Encanto wouldn't be able to sleep.
Without another word, Pepa stood up and went to her son. Taking him by his ear, Pepa began to drag him towards her room, ignoring his protests.
Before Camilo could say another word, he was shoved inside his mom's room and the door shut behind him.
Camilo gulped while seeing the violent storm raging inside. He loved you to the moon and back and even tried to comfort you this morning. But when he saw your scary glare, he chose his life.
That day he discovered the difference between his mother and you. While Pepa was emotional woman and found a ways to let her emotions out regularly, you bottled it all inside until you bursted. And when you did, everyone should ran for their life's. Especially now that you shared your gift with his mother.
❝ Camilo? ❞ The said boy heard you, and saw you looking at him. The storm around lessen a little, and lightnings weren't as violent as before.
Taking a deep breath, Camilo send you a soft smile.
❝ Hello sunshine...what made you so upset?❞
Your expression softened and you feel your anger slowly disappearing, before being replaced by sadness. A stormy clouds were replaced by lighter ones, from which a soft rain started to fall down, just when a tear run down you cheek.
This time Camilo didn't hesitated to run to you and pull you into a comforting hug, letting you cry it all out in his shoulder. He wasn't bothered by the rain. All he cared about was you.
❝ Let it all out, mi vida. Breath in, breath out..❞
Meanwhile the whole Encanto sighed in relief, seeing the skies clearing up and the usual sum appearing from behind the clouds again. Madrigal's too, calmed down and Dolores could finally unlock her sensitive ears.
Pepa smiled softly, while looking outside. She knew what she was doing, because the only person who had always managed to calm her down, was no one other than her beloved husband, Felix. And in your case, it was Camilo.
❝ Ah, the wedding will be beautiful... ❞ Sighed dreamily Pepa, now being more than sure that her dream would someday become a reality.
Bruno: *watching his rat telenovelas*
*all the commotion from the engagement dinner*
Bruno: * hits pause on rats* Woah oh oh what’s this? Looks like the other channel just got interesting.
fluffy camilo x fem!reader, at antonio’s gift ceremony she wears a pale yellow dress (like the moon 😏) to match camilo’s family
love u, ur the best (pls use mi luna & mi sol in it 😭❤️)
YESS I WAS THINKING ABT THE MI LUNA AND MI SOL😏😏
you smiled as you looked at the gift box you got for Antonio. it was a white box covered in yellow details.
you stared at your dress. would camilo like it? he was the one that suggested it but still. you took a deep breath and went to la casita. you saw Camilo greeting guests and shapeshifting like usual.
“Sol!” you said, smiling. you titled your head in confusion as he was staring with his mouth opened and his eyes widened. oh no. did you look bad? “you look hermosa luna.” he said as he twirled you. you giggled. “gracias mi sol.” you both walked in and before it was time for Antonio to go you gave him his gift.
a small charm bracelet with animals, it was yellow and white, perfect for the occasion. “can you help me put it on Y/n?” he asked. you smiled and nodded, “it looks great! you’re gonna do amazing!” you said as you kissed the little boy’s head.
when pepa and felix saw you, they smiled. “look at you. fitting in with the rest of the family already. can’t wait for you to be my daughter in law mija!” Pepa said with a rainbow over her head and felix smiled and teased you and camilo. “she’s already matching with us. ay, you must already wanna marry her mijo.”
Camilo blushed and smiled at you. once the ceremony was over, you and Camilo danced the night away. he was always complimenting you while you danced. “te ves hermosa mi luna.” he whispered as he held you. “tú también mi sol.” you replied with a smile.
it was cut short with Mirabel saying that the casita was in trouble, but after you said you were tired and needed to sit. Camilo got you a water and sat with you until you were the one tugging at him to dance with you.
once he walked you home and have you a sweet kiss he whispered, “you already look like you’re part of the family, now we just have to wait until you officially are in the future.” which made you blush and smile. “ay, ya. go, it’s getting late sol.” you said, playing with his hair. “okay. buenas noches mi luna. thank you for coming to the ceremony.” he said as he kissed your cheek and left you blushing.
Bruno: Call me a fortune teller, 'coz I see my future with you
Y/n: /blushes/ oh stop flirting
Bruno: No I mean literally, I look into the future and then I saw the two of us married with 3 kids.
Step into The Sunlight — Camilo Madrigal
→ Summary: Camilo is the center of your universe. The sun shouldn't pay attention to Pluto, but he does.
→ Genre: Camilo Madrigal x Introverted!Reader | No pronouns | There's mutual pining, there's a little angst, there a lot of shy fluff it's all very light-hearted.
→ Warnings: You call Camilo dummy twice.
→ Word count: 1.3K / Less than 7 minutes read
→ A/N: First Encanto fic let's go! I wrote this in like a day so keep that in mind
English is not my first language and this is not beta-read, please let me know if there are any mistakes
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The village works as its own little universe, at the very center is the Madrigal family, the sun of everyone else's planets. It is what it is and, honestly, no one seems to mind. How could they? It is not something up for discussion. The planets go around the sun. No one ever thinks "hey maybe the sun should let other's shine once in a while".
If someone asks you though, you wouldn't completely agree. The sun of Encanto is Camilo.
Anyone with eyes can tell, really. He goes around town with a smile on his face and a sunny disposition; ready to help anyone who needs him. He grabs children in his arms with eyes flooding with a warmth anyone would love to bask in. He brings life to every street and every house.
Even he seems to know his place in the center of their universe, always wearing that bright-colored poncho of his that makes him impossible to miss.
And miraculously he remains humble. Never demanding others to regard him differently, instead, he strains himself to help everyone around him.
You are close to him, friends even. But you really want to grow closer to him, and apparently, so does everyone else in a hundred-mile radius, if the way everyone flocks toward him is any indication. By the time you've even considered getting closer and gathered the necessary strength to strike a conversation, he has already disappeared in a sizeable crowd of people.
You sigh and stand on your tiptoes in hopes of seeing over the crowd. You start to consider weaving through the crowd but the mere idea of it is so outrageous to your brain you give up on it before even trying it.
You give the crowd one last longing look before you take off and, impossibly, Camilo’s eyes meet yours. Despite the warm sun rays on your back chills run through your entire body. You try to smile at him. He brightens, giving you a goofy smile back.
You laugh. The action is enough to startle him and make him lose his grip on his power for a second. He disappears from your field of view before appearing again. This time he looks determined, and he tries to —very gently— push his way out of the crowd.
The villagers notice his attempts and balk at them.
“Wait Camilo, we just want to talk!”
He hesitates for a moment and you consider walking away to keep him from worrying about talking to you. You see the second an idea comes to his head. It’s all too obvious really, his subtle expression changes give everything away.
“Please excuse me, I want to talk to Y/N.”
Your face heats up at the same time the town’s eyes shift to you. You reconsider the “taking off” plan again, it sounds so tempting right about now.
Curious eyes turn into teasing smiles as the villager’s part to let Camilo reach you. Though you can’t take your eyes from him you are all too aware of the murmured teasing happening between the villagers. You hear someone mention ‘lovebirds’ and it takes all your self-control and at least 5 years of your lifespan to not scream and run away.
“Hey, Y/N,” Camilo says, and he gives you the same goofy smile. Somehow, this expression makes your heart stutter, “I wanted to talk to—”
You don’t let him finish. You grab his hand without a word and drag him away from the audience he had garnered. No one follows you, thankfully. Though you are able to hear a not-very-subtle ‘novios’ thrown in there that makes you grab his hand tighter and take faster steps.
You come to a stop under the shade of a house, safe from the heat and prying eyes. You let go of his hand and turn on your heel to look at him. You almost crash against him but you don’t acknowledge it.
“Why did you let go?” He pouts and you don’t know if you wanna smack him or kiss him. Both? Both. Both is good.
“Why’d you do that?" You are trying your darndest to not combust in shame. In the back of your mind, you worry he could mistake your embarrassment for anger but you're too busy feeling a shame greater than that of all your ancestors combined to take a second and explain.
Thankfully, Camilo knows you well. He smiles with ease, putting a hand to your shoulder and letting you breathe. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to put you in the spotlight."
You exhale. "Thank you, I'm sorry too."
He snorts, "Sorry for what? That was cute."
The heat returns to your face and for the nth time in the incredibly long morning you've had you consider running away. Your feet stay planted on the ground and you just give Camilo a smile that is hopefully more "ha that's funny" and less "I am rethinking all my life choices".
He smiles back and you swear the twinkle in his eyes means he is enjoying every second of your suffering.
"I'm sorry because now everyone thinks we are dating." You explain, looking everywhere but at him.
"Now, now, that wouldn't be so bad would it?"
Your eyes go back to him to try and gauge if he means what he has just said. His face shines with so much open sincerity and warmth it makes you feel like you are looking directly at the sun. And like any fool doing so, you look away when you feel the beginnings of tears burn in your eyes.
"Don't joke like that," you mutter.
"I am not—"
You don't let him finish. "Back there, you said you wanted to talk to me about something."
Hurt flashes in his eyes for a second at your attempts to redirect the conversation. Camilo is stubborn though and pushes through your —admittedly very weak— walls.
"I wanted to invite you to Casita. On a date." He says.
You freeze for a second. You've never seen him like this, so determined and sure of what he wants. It makes your heart beat faster in your chest. You so desperately want to accept the warmth he is offering. But it is too much.
You shake your head no and Camilo crumbles.
"I'm sorry Camilo, it's just—"
He shakes his head, rushing to reassure you even after you've practically rejected him.
"Hey, no, it's okay," he places his warm hands on your arms, "I'm sorry. I misunderstood the signals. I just thought maybe you— maybe you liked me as much as— as much as I like you."
"But I do," you are now trying to reassure him. You grab his arms, forcing him to look at you, to see how much you mean every word.
"It is okay Y/N. You don't have to lie. We can be friends I promise I won't make it weird."
"Listen to me, dummy!" You can't help but laugh a little at your situation, he finally looks at you, "I like you, so much, I just hate being around lots of people and I would like to be able to talk during our first date!"
He stops for a second. Then, what you said visibly sinks in. His mouth forms an "o" at the realization.
"That… makes a lot of sense."
You laugh’ "You should've let me finish, dummy."
He smiles sheepishly. "Would you say yes to a picnic date?"
You nod this time, "That sounds amazing."
"I'll get my Aunt's arepas. You are going to love them."
You giggle, giddy with the love rushing through your body, "Today?"
He nods, visibly getting more excited each passing second. "Meet me in the outskirts, two hours before sunset. I'll set it all up."
"What should I bring?"
"Don't worry about it. Anything you want to bring will be perfect," he hesitates for a moment and then plants a stomach-fluttering kiss on your cheek.
He waits for your reaction and when you give him a little kiss back his smile widens.
He runs off. "See you in a little!" He shouts, turning to wave and smile at you.
You give a few steps forwards leaving the shade of the building and basking in the warmth of the sunlight and your budding relationship with Camilo. You wave and smile back.
Hello! Could you do a small scenario or hcs with camillo with a crush who's known to be kind of a "it" girl in a way (like shes very pretty, shes kind, and shes smart always getting great grades), But one day he sees her crying due to the fact that she gets alot of pressure from her parents to be 'perfect' ¡Gracias y que tenga un buen dia!
In which Camilo Madrigal had been crushing on the town's estrella. And you, the town's estrella, is crushing on him. Though being the town's little star wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Sometimes stars flicker.
‹𝟹 Isabela Madrigal isn’t the only ‘It’ girl in the little town of Encanto, You were one of them, at fifteen years old you have accomplished a lot more than the average kid your age.
‹𝟹 Never without a smile, you always managed to brighten up anyone’s days with just a simple ‘hello’ or ‘hi’
‹𝟹 At the top of the local school’s class on your age division and you were already aiming to be the top of the school in general. Material girl 😌✨💕
‹𝟹 Kindness and beauty go hand in hand and in your case? that cannot be more than true.
‹𝟹 You may as well be blessed by the gods as you, my dear, are beauty and grace but can and will definitely sock someone in the face.
‹𝟹 Suitors were already lining up at your doors, mothers and fathers flocked around you, speaking of their children in a positive light in hopes you'd be interested in them. Camilo was tempted to speak to his Abuela to put in a good word for him before deciding that no, he would make an effort himself!
‹𝟹 To say that you were adored was an understatement. If Isabela was the golden child, you were the town’s estrella, the town’s little star.
‹𝟹 You were also adored by Alma who always invited you to converse or walk with her during her daily walks around Encanto. She would even invite you to dinners.
‹𝟹 “Everything must be perfect, (Name). And you, my little estrella, should always be a good example to the young ones and people your age.” She would say.
‹𝟹 “Sí, Señora Madrigal.” You would say with a perfect practiced smile and she would shake her head. “Ay, mi estrella, call me Abuela.” She would insist. Something tells her you’re going to be calling her that someday, might as well start now.
‹𝟹 Surprisingly, you were Isabela’s friend. She treated you like a little sister would, albeit not quite like how she treats Mirabel. You were like her. And although she cannot lessen the pressure on you, she would be the shoulder you would cry on when everything was too much.
‹𝟹 You were also Mirabel’s best friend. She would see the parts of you that no one else could see and behind that perfection was just someone who wanted to be herself for once without people looking so intensely.
‹𝟹 This meant that you were more or less a face to see when one walks into Casita. You could have practically lived there.
‹𝟹 Long story short you were admired and loved because you were ‘perfect’.
‹𝟹 Though unbeknownst to you, you were more than adored by the villagers as the shapeshifter that was Camilo Madrigal, had also adored you. Maybe even more than that.
‹𝟹 When you would walk pass, he was mesmerized, his eyes following your figure with a stupid expression on his face.
‹𝟹 You had once smiled at him in the streets and murmured a quick ‘hello’ and he had immediately started shifting to the different citizens of Encanto as well as his family members before he had settled into a mismatched version of himself.
‹𝟹 You would blink before giggling which made him even more flustered, muttering a quick ‘Adiós!’ and rushing off, bumping into people clumsily.
‹𝟹 What did Camilo Madrigal see in you, you ask?
‹𝟹 Camilo Madrigal fell in love with your kindness. Although you may not remember it, after a particularly bad run-in with one of his pranks, instead of pointing fingers at him, you had taken the blame instead.
‹𝟹 When a dinner with the Madrigals had occurred, you would ask for seconds and suddenly on his plate there would be a few arepas or empanadas.
‹𝟹 He would look around before looking across the table and seeing you looking away, but not missing how your plate was now empty.
‹𝟹 He would continue to stare until you turn to him with the sweetest smile that had honestly rivaled his mamá’s sunny days. He choked on his arepas, turning into his papá, abuela, Isabela, then back to himself again. Yeah that was a common occurrence.
‹𝟹 Camilo Madrigal was absolutely in love with you.
‹𝟹 And yet he was convinced you didn’t even know him.
‹𝟹 Who was he lying to, of course you did. Though unlike him, it wasn’t love at first sight but rather, jealousy. You envied him to say the least. What must it be like to be free to act and do whatever without consequence? He can goof off, play pranks and tricks but you had to uphold that picture perfect image that your parents wanted you to have.
‹𝟹 But even as you had first felt jealousy when you first saw him, the days you’d bump into him or the dinners you’ve shared with the family, all you can think about was the curly haired boy whose ruana resembled the sun and you felt your cheeks warm up.
‹𝟹 And then you were smitten too. Carelessly tossed to the throes of love. And you convinced yourself that it wasn’t love.. not THAT kind of love. Puppy love maybe? A crush?
‹𝟹 Whatever the case is, you’re two dummies who are so into one another you’re painfully oblivious to each other’s feelings.
‹𝟹 Smart with math but stupid with love. You didn’t get it. You couldn’t get it, somehow.
‹𝟹 Maybe that would change.
‹𝟹 Even stars get a little dim in the night time. And you felt like a star flickering out of shine when you sneaked out of your room after a dinner with your parents who had insisted you needed to do better in your classes. Get extra points. Do whatever it takes to outdo everyone.
‹𝟹 You wanted to have a nice dinner, maybe even relax and not act so ‘perfect’ in your own home but they wouldn’t stop pestering about every little thing.
‹𝟹 Your posture, your hair, the way you would eat, the way you would sit, do this, do this but better and by the end of the dinner you were in no mood to eat anymore.
‹𝟹 You slipped out of your room, freezing and the candle in your hand flickering as you made your way into the peaceful streets of Encanto. You often did this, too many times you have run off in the night only to return in the morning where your parents were still asleep, oblivious as to how you were breaking under the pressure behind closed doors and you would rinse and repeat this routine every day.
‹𝟹 You made your way to the river. The very same one where the Madrigals had acquired their miracle.
‹𝟹 Oblivious to the shapeshifter that followed along after spotting you leaving town from the window of his room.
‹𝟹 Pulling your knees up to your chest as you started sobbing out your grief. The flowing river silenced your cries as you poured your heart out. You shouted your troubles, the pressure that threatened to break you, the things you had to uphold.
‹𝟹 After you were done with your breakdown, your throat was sore, and your eyes bloodshot with dried tear streaks on your cheeks, you gazed at the rushing rivers’ waters. Getting lost in the comforting noise that was the forest.
‹𝟹 You were getting cold however and before you knew it, a familiar ruana was gently placed on your shoulder and a figure sat beside you, gently pulling you into a warm embrace.
‹𝟹 You had lifted your head up, eyes meeting Camilo’s who offered you a sheepish smile. And you had leaned into his warmth, shoulders shaking as you tried to explain yourself and he just shook his head.
‹𝟹 “You don’t need to say anything, mi estrella.” And you don’t. You let yourself be held by the boy with the ruena that resembled the sun.
was very tempted into making this a one shot. As you can see I got very carried away. I hope I did well for this request! Thank you for the anon requesting it! ¡Gracias y espero que les guste!
I hope I didn't butcher that, I don't have any translators except for google translate--
Hey do you guys think Bruno feels even lonelier and more left out than he already feels when the Madrigals eat outside and he can’t join them behind the little crack?
Like imagine him sitting down, waiting for the family to get together for a meal but no one shows up and he goes “ah… must be a sunny day outside…It’s good that Pepa’s happy!” and just eats alone or doesn’t eat at all because he doesn’t care about the food he just cares about feeling included
Camilo x fem reader where the reader is foreigner and Camilo tries to flirt in spanish but the readers just wholesomely clueless xD thanks! I love your writing btw!!
Language of Love
Pairing: Camilo Madrigal x Reader
Summary: Camilo really likes you, and it's clear to everyone that he does. He wants to confess, but there's one thing that's stopping him; you can barely speak his language.
Notes: so, in this, I decided that I'd make the reader speak an undefined foreign language that makes it hard to understand Camilo. I'm not very fluent in spanish, so I just made it so that Camilo spoke primarily English, but used some Spanish phrasing. I'm still working on that Bruno one shot, but I'm having a lot of fun with it! Hopefully it'll be out soon
It had just been a month since you and your family had moved into the Encanto, and Camilo was already absolutely head over heels for you. You were the pretty new girl that came from a far off place, one who barely knew how the village did everything and couldn't even properly speak the language. Camilo found you attractive, intriguing, and when he finally got the courage to have a full conversation with you, absolutely adorable.
The way you'd beam and gush about the magical Encanto, about the delicious food and beautiful wildlife, it was hard for Camilo to not just completely admire you. You were so curious and found beauty in places Camilo would've never thought to look. You'd stumble over your words sometimes, looking to Camilo with a perplexed look as you asked him "what word you say?" in a slightly accented voice. Camilo would always be patient with you, helping you with your grammar and fluency whenever he could.
At some point, you finally asked him upright if he would teach you, and of course he jumped at the opportunity to, immediately laying out a plan for how he would teach you.
First, he walked you through simple sentences and grammar. Think "Luisa lifts the donkeys" or "Julieta cooked two arepas." Basic knowledge that you'd need to know before going forward. Next, he moved on to basic vocabulary, walking you through town and showing you what different words meant.
For instance, one day, you'd focus on the church. Camilo would walk you inside and show you nearly everything in the building, repeating what they were called until you had it drilled in your head. Then, the next day, he'd do the same, only at José's farm instead.
After a while, you were becoming fluent enough that Camilo decided it was time for you to learn how to read/speak harder words and sentences, taking a few of the plays he had in his room and taking his time to read them to you aloud.
And that had to be Camilo's favorite part of teaching you ever. You had become fairly close at this point, meaning that everytime you and Camilo sat in the garden to read, you'd simply curl up beside him and rest your head on his shoulder, following along carefully with your bright eyes. If it was raining, Camilo would just bring you to his room instead, and you'd two sit on his bed and continue on with your reading.
Slowly, he found out more and more about you. He had met your family many times, and they all loved him, as they were so grateful he was helping you out. They mentioned that you had been repeating the lessons he gave you to them, which was also really benefiting them as well. He grew to know your likes and loves, as well as what kind of face he could pull to make you just burst into tears laughing. He memorized the small lines across your forehead that'd appear if you got frustrated and the way your eyes would light up when something finally clicked.
He even knew how to get you flustered. He could lean in and jokingly say something flirtatious to you, and even though you had no idea what he was saying, you never failed to get all shy or subconsciously lean in closer to him while he said it. Camilo found it funny because you had absolutely no idea what he was saying, yet you still managed to swoon over it, and the closer the two of you got, the more and more he used it to his advantage.
You'd both be outside as per usual, sitting under a tree while he read to you, and then suddenly, he would lean close to you, whispering whatever he was saying with a smile as if it was a secret between the two of you, and your face would become hot and eyes become wide. You'd then playfully smack his arm, facing away from him while he laughed and collecting yourself slowly.
However, while Camilo loved teasing you very, very much, and did like that he was able to playfully flirt with you, it made it so that when he was actually flirting you never even noticed. He'd call you pet name after pet name and compliment your appearance constantly, even say a cheesy pun or two, and you'd never know what he was talking about. It was a pain.
Camilo really liked you, and he really wanted you to like him back, but how was he supposed to tell you anything if you couldn't understand him?
It got to the point where Camilo was becoming, for lack of a better term, lovesick. When you weren't around, he'd be unusually quiet and unable to think of anything but you. He'd always find a way to bring you up at family meals, whether he knew what he was doing or not. You were all he thought about, all he'd worry and dream about.
And when he was with you, it was hard to not come across as lovestruck. He'd constantly need to have his hand on you somewhere, whether it be intertwined with yours as you walked or resting his hand on your knee. He'd find himself just staring at you, admiring you for times a bit longer than he probably should've, but he couldn't help it. You were beautiful, you were sweet, and you were a force to be reckoned with as you drew him closer you every single day.
He was getting to the point where he was getting frustrated, unsure of how to pursue a relationship with you, when one day, you approached him, face flushed and hands playing with your skirts, your eyes unable to look directly into his.
You stumbled a bit when trying to speak, finding yourself slip into your own language a few times before you took a deep breath and focused.
"Camilo... will you be my boyfriend?" you asked awkwardly, the accent in your voice especially heavy as you struggled to get the words out. Camilo was stunned, feeling a blush creep up his face as he processed the words you said. You were looking more and more mortified the longer he just stood there, still unable to look at him. It was when you muttered something in frustration and began to turn away that Camilo finally snapped out his trance, grabbing onto your hand gently and intertwining your fingers.
"Yes! Yes I will, I will absolutely be your boyfriend."
You finally looked up at him, eyes wide and mouth hanging open just slightly, a huge blush spread across your features already. Then, you smiled, beaming just the way you did whenever something would finally click with you, and you couldn't help but throw your arms around Camilo, burying your face in his rauna as you could barely handle how happy you were.
Camilo didn't hesitate to hug you back, spinning you and shifting to a taller person just to lift you off the ground. You laughed, holding on tight until he finally let you back down, and he pulled away.
He was about to say something, before he heard a voice coming from the front door of his house. He turned his head to see his sister and cousins, all smiling smugly as they watched the two of you. He rolled his eyes, turning away and walking you into the village. You two had a lot to talk about.
When he got back, he was immediately bombarded with question after question from his cousins, and gushing and squealing from his mami and papa. Even the Casita seemed to be teasing him, the tiles of the house doing a little happy tap tap tap whenever he finally walked in.
When he came to his cousins and sister again, all smirking at him with knowing gleams in their eyes, he finally rolled his eyes and asked them what they were smiling about.
"Oh, nothing... just who do you think taught your girlfriend how to say that?"
Camilo's face became flushed for the second time that day, it finally dawning on him that he had never actually taught you how to say that and that you had to have had inside help. He groaned, pushing past them all and heading to his room, secretly smiling as he heard all of them laugh.
Could I have some cuddle headcanons with Mirabel and a short gender-neutral reader?
mirabel x reader ; camilo x reader ; isabela x reader ; bruno x reader : cuddling positions.
a/n : didn't rly mention height, only cause i didn't rly know how to, apologies. and i added the other three for fun :)
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the honeymoon hug.
she likes having her face in your chest and just relaxing after any day.
loves if you play with her hair while you two cuddle.
legs intertwined and arms around each other, nothing could get better than that.
lay atop of him.
your head on his chest and his arms hugging your back, legs intertwined, it’s perfect.
he’ll play with your hair and give your scalp a massage.
it’s heaven honestly.
any way she can have her hands on you and be close to you, she’ll be thriving.
but she does find benefit if she can wrap her legs around you and be unbelievably close.
she just loves being all up in your personal space.
doesn’t mind if he’s the big or little spoon, so long he gets to be with you.
if he’s the big spoon, expect little tickles from him every now and then. just cause he likes to bug ya.
he’ll occasionally give you a squeeze, hands around your waist, just so you know he’s there.
and when he’s the little spoon, he loves when you play with his hair.
he finds it immensely relaxing and will biome putty in your hands immediately.
⊹₊ ⋆ ❝ Frozen ❞
✎ ⁞ Camilo Madrigal x Female! Reader with ice powers!
✎ ⁞ requested by @beamingbeaming
✎ ⁞ warnings: angst
✎ ⁞ date: 24.12.2021
❝ It's so cold here... ❞
You whole body was shivering violently, teeth softly hitting against each other, as you held your tightly to your chest. Those chest pains were the worst. It only hurts more and more, restricting your breathing and causing your heart to beat painfully. Besides, at this point you weren't able to move from your fetus position. All you could do now is to wait for death to knock on your door and take you away...
❝ I'm so cold... ❞
It was so warm that day. The sun was shining brightly, no cloud was on the sky and the wind was softly blowing here and there. It was just perfect. Maybe that's why you and Camilo decided to go on a date in your "secret spot".
It was deep into the forest, in a small clearing with a pond in the middle. You both found this spot on your first date and since that day, you regularly meet there. It was so breathtaking and a place where you could find true peace. An escape from all your troubles. A safe heaven.
But nothing perfect can last forever.
❝ Why don't you want to do it? ❞ Asked Camilo, blocking your path. You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest. You both were about to go back to the village and eat dinner with his family.
❝ Because, Milo, I don't want to hurt anyone. ❞
❝ Are you sure about that? ❞ Your boyfriend raised an eyebrow, also crossing his arms over his chest.
❝ What does that suppose to mean? ❞ You felt slightly offended and so the air around you became a little colder than usual.
❝ What I said. Admit that you're just a sore loser and are afraid to compete against Isabela. ❞ He lifted his chin a little higher, putting his hands on his hips.
❝ That's not true! ❞ You immediately protested, setting your jaw tighter. The temperature around began to lower, but neither of you were paying attention to that. You also ignored how playful argument turned into viscous fight and where this whole thing was going to.
❝ Yeah, it is! ❞
Snowflakes began to fall around you.
❝ No it isn't! ❞
Water stared to freeze.
❝ No it isn't! ❞ Camilo turned into you and mocked you. You gritted your teeth, feeling annoyed like never before. Was this so hard to understand? Why couldn't he get that you were just trying to protect everyone? Didn't he realized that your powers could actually kill someone?
Instead of answering, you opted to cover you face with you hands and take a few deep breaths, desperately trying to calm yourself. Mist formed from your mouth and nose when you were breathing out and a frost began to form under your feet.
❝ That's what I thought, you're just a sore loser. At first, you kept your powers secret from me and my family and now you afraid to face a little competition against my prima. ❞ You heard Camilo huff and his footsteps moving further from you. Yet you still kept your face covered from the world, no ready to face it again. Your shoulders started to shake as you took a shaky breath in. You didn't want to cry. No, you couldn't cry...
When you were sure that Camilo was gone, you fell on your knees, shaking even more. You felt so exposed and hurt by what your gift boyfriend had said. How could he?! After all you shared with him?! Your insecurities and deepest fears?! That's what you get?!?
You gritted your teeth harder, gripping your face with your hands as the frost from under your body began to spread around with a fast speed, coating everything in a thin layer of ice. On top of that, snow started to fall harder around you, slowly turning everything white. At this point, the pond froze into a solid ice and wind was blowing harshly around you.
And in the middle of that disaster, was poor you, desperately trying to calm yourself. But your poor heart was fragile, like made out of ice...
❝ Aaaaaaa! ❞ You yelled loudly, releasing thousands of ice shards around you. You were so hurt, so heartbroken, you just couldn't keep it inside of you and needed to let the pain out.
Most of the shards landed some distance away from you, but one piece, a small one, springed back to you after hitting a hard and big rock. And since you were sitting up, your chest was exposed to it...
❝ Ack!- ❞ You gasped loudly, suddenly feeling sharp pain in your chest. Everything stopped and went quiet, as you fell forward, gripping the front of your shirt, just above your heart, trying to catch your breath.
It hurts so bad but most of all, why were you feeling cold?
Since that day, everything went downhill. When you somehow had managed to pick yourself up and walk back home, unknowingly you had brought the winter with you.
It had started innocently, only with a lower temperature, that began to turn lower and lower everyday. Then the snow appeared, soft snowflakes landing here and there. Then it began to intensifie every day, until thick layer of snow laid on every surface of Encanto. Frost appeared shortly after the first snow fell, appearing on every window and wall. The wind slowly began to pick up day after day, until it was so strong, no one could really do anything about it. To sum it up, a harsh winter fell upon the once sunny city of Encanto.
But as quickly as villagers were to judge your parents about not keeping their child at bay, even quicker they took back their words when they found out, that the true cause of this harsh winter was your declining health.
Day or two after fight with your boyfriend, you felt fine, expect some chest pains here and there.
Day three, four and five, you felt weaker and you felt cold in your hands and feet.
On day six, you hand noticed that streaks of your hair began to turn white. Of course, you tired to hide it from you parents and you succeed but the pain in your chest only increased and your legs and arms began to feel cold. Like they were freezing...
During day seven and eight, you felt yourself breaking out into cold sweat, even when you felt extremely cold. In conclusion, you had a cold. Most of your hair in the back of your head turned white and you could no longer stay still, because you couldn't stop shivering.
During midday on day nine, you passed out. Your parents found you on the floor in the kitchen, and were terrified to discover all the damage done to your body. Without hesitation, you dad was sent to Casita Madrigal for Julieta. In the meantime, your mother took you to the sofa in the living room and laid you on top of it, softly caressing your freezing body. When your father was back, with Julieta running behind him with a basket in her hands, they woke you up, and tried to give you some of Julietas dishes. Grudgingly, you did so, but much to your parents and Julietas expectations, it didn't work.
On day ten, it was official. You were deathly sick and no one could stop it. During last night, half of your hair turned white and although your cold disappeared, now your temperature was below the ones that human should have. After you were placed in your bedroom and tucked under many covers, Julieta tried a few more time to heal you with her magical snacks. But this attempts were proven to be fruitless. You were still dying, slowly being killed by your own gift.
The next day, whole Encanto began to pray for you to get better. Your parents were the ones who pray the hardest. They felt so useless, so helpless. They were basically forced to watch their child die before their own eyes. And they could do nothing about it. Abuela hearing this, felt her own heart break, because she couldn't imagine watching her own child die before her eyes. So with fierce determination, she began to think. Think how to help you, your family and Encanto. Behind her stood her whole family, also thinking about the solutions.
But no one thought harder than Camilo himself. The cause of the whole problem, the very thing that had caused you this... sickness. And honestly, this terrified him more than he would ever thought. Never before has his teasing, hurt someone so much. Now thinking about this in his room, Camilo realized that he accidentally took his frustration in you. That day wasn't his good day. For an unknown reason to him, everything went wrong and this negative emotions build up on him, until he just had to let them out. And unfortunately, you were his poor victim. His first girlfriend, love of his life, his Vida.
Of course, day after the whole argument took place, he tried to think of a ways to apologize to you. At first, he thought that it would be the best for you to cool off, before he would go to you and apologize. Then, after three days passed, he tried to approach you, but something always seemed to stop him. Either it would be people or his chores. Then, he couldn't see you, because harsh winter fell upon the whole Encanto and shortly after, you were declared sick.
Hearing this news, his heart broke into a million pieces. His...you were...no! No! You couldn't be! You-just-just couldn't be sick! Camillo really tried to be in denial, but he had to face the hard reality of his actions. You were dying, because of him.
And believe me, that hit him harder than anything before. Because broken ice heart can't be fixed so easily.
At this point, you couldn't feel anything. You turned apathetic to the world around you, as your body was turning into an ice. You just keep staring blankly ahead of you, strands of your pure, white hair covering your face and sometimes blocking your vision.
Your whole room was frozen, with the little snowflakes lazily floating around. The only thing that wasn't solid was the thin blanket around you and your clothes. Some of the frost started to form on your cheeks, slowly spreading over you head.
But you didn't care. Your chest felt like it was hollow and your emotions were gone. While looking at you, one may think that you were already dead. And you kind of were.
❝ I just want everything to stop... ❞ You let out a little breath, numbly watching the mist forming. You were so tired and so, so cold...
❝ M-mi Vida? ❞ You barely heard a very familiar voice behind you, as it was barely a whisper. Even if you wanted to see who it was, you had no strength left in you to turn around.
❝ Dios Mio! ❞ The person rushed over, kneeling before you and taking your cold cheeks in their hands. Your vision was failing you, so you could only see a blurry images but you could recognize that curls everywhere.
❝ Camilo... ❞ You let out a breathy whisper, barely heard. Although he was the reason you were like this, at your deathbed, you were happy to be with someone. Even if it was someone who had broke your heart into a million of pieces.
❝ I'm here, mi Vida. I'm here! ❞ Camilo whispered shakily, feeling tears gathering in his usually kind eyes. You were so cold. Like an ice you used to create. The boy couldn't believe that the person before him was the same girl he saw only a few days ago. The once lively and girl surrounded by colors, was now a shell of a person she once used to be. Her hair turned pure white and her skin looked deathly pale. Her eyes too, lost their shine in them, turning so dull. Now, cradling her cold cheeks did he got another heartbreak. You were slipping away from him. Fast. And he was absolutely hopeless. Just like everyone.
Without another world, Camilo gathered you in his arms, not paying attention to the prickling cold on his skin. He began to weep in your hair, holding you tightly to his chest. His curls covered his eyes, as he closed them tightly.
But you didn't felt that. You couldn't feel that. You were far to gone at this point. You had lost your vision, your touch and then the rest of your senses. You were ready to go...
❝ ...I love you. ❞ Camilo whispered to you, burying his head in the crown of your head.
And then, you felt warmth.
The wind completely stopped and so did the snow. Frost began to melt and a big sweeps of snow began to travel towards the sky. Grey and thick clouds began to disappear and the first ray of sun began to slip between.
Villagers, gathered in the church, quickly noticed the change and rushed outside to see what was happening.
Before their own eyes, the winter disappeared! The temperature was steadily rising and there was no more snow! The winter was gone!
Although happy, your parents rushed towards their house, worried sick for their child. Maybe the winter was gone because you were...? No! They couldn't think even think about it!
Still running, they arrived to their home and threw the door to your room open, prepared for the worst. Only to freeze in their track, when they saw their precious baby girl in the arms of her boyfriend, alive.
Your face was hidden in his chest, but they could see your white hair and your back moving up and down. Camilo was hugging you tightly to his chest, whispering lovingly in your ear and caressing your hair softly.
Your mother felt tears falling down her cheeks as she hugged her husband tightly, crying softly. He too shed silent tears as he hugged her back, not taking his eyes off of you.
In the end, love did conquered it all.
Camilo x reader
Summary: If cereal is soup or not
Warning/s: stupid logic that lowkey makes sense
Point of view: 2nd person
“It is a soup.”
“It is not.”
“Camilo, it’s liquid, it gets put into a bowl, you eat both with a spoon- it’s the definition of soup!”, you said with a straight face as Camilo shook his head at your words
“Mi vida….anything can be put into a bowl and can be eaten with a spoon, that doesn’t mean it’s a soup though.”
You scoffed as you gathered your thoughts and formed an argument back, even though you two weren’t actually arguing…
“By using a spoon, you take the solid object out of the liquid, coincidence? I think not.”
“Mi vida, a soup has broth, cereal…does not have broth.”
You looked at him, he looked back at you, none of you said another word.
“Camilo. That is a fair argument, but is still doesn’t explain the ironic coincidences!”, Camilo shook his head at your words once again and chuckled before getting up from his seat to give you a kiss on the forehead.
“Whatever you say,” said Camilo as he walked away.
a/n: it’s another short story! I’ll try to make the next story longer ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ hope you enjoy though :)
hello! can i request an imagine of camilo x fem!reader where the reader is overall very sweet and kind and helps with the family's chores and is very close with all of the family members
and basically camilo is very smitten and tries to woo her but it never works bc she gets distracted or smth and camilo complains during dinner w his family and they all step aside so he can do this grand gesture
Enamorado de ti
camilo x fem!reader
he watched as you helped Mirabel fold clothes and cooked with his Tia Julieta.
Would you ever notice how head over heels he was for you? because it seemed like you were oblivious to it.
every. single. time. you didnt react. were his pick up lines that bad? you completely ignored them and didn’t react.
he went to go ask Isabela for help. “What do i do?” she sighed. “you guys are friends right? do something special. maybe take her on a date or straight up ask her primo.” she told him.
he later went to you with a rose. “for you mi vida. it’s almost as beautiful as you, but you’re gorgeous.” you hummed and nodded as you took the rose. you didnt smile or get flustered.
this happened everytime.
“Y/nnn. are you a time traveler? because i can see you in my future. 😏”
“Y/n! come help me with the arrangements!”
“sorry Cami! i gotta help Isa.”
“hola amor. i was wondering if you were a photographer because i can picture us together. 😏” he said while holding your hand.
“i’m busy Cami, maybe another time okay?” you said as you let go of his hand and continued to play with the baby.
he came behind you and wrapped his hands around your waist. his chin on your shoulder.
“you’re the reason my life feels so perfect.” he mumbled.
“Cami! i can’t right now okay? i’m making something important. maybe later okay?” you said as you tried to shoo away Camilo.
he groaned loudly at the dinner table, trying to think of ways to finally tell you or make you realize he likes you. did you think he was joking?
or were you just that oblivious? “whats up with you Camilo?” his dad asked. “i’m completely head over heels for Y/n and i’m trying to give her signals by trying to woo her but it always back fires because she either has something else to do or she doesn’t react at all! and i don’t know if she’s just oblivious or she just doesn’t wanna reject me!” he said.
his dad smirked at him. “she’s got you whipped huh? since when were you a softy?” he said as Camilo started blushing, thinking about her, thinking about you.
“she’s just perfect. she’s kind, helps out, and she makes me feel happy.” he said.
“Y/n! come here!” Dolores yelled. “going!” you responded.
“what do you need?” you asked. “so you know about Camilo right? maybe it’s time for you know 😏”
“my confession?” you asked. Dolores nodded. “Oh. uhm. i’ll leave you two alone.” she said. you turned around to see Camilo.
“So.. I got you this. and hear me out! it’s completely fine if you don’t feel the same way or anything but just listen to me. you’re the kindest, perfect, amazing person i’ve ever met. i want to be yours and i want you to be mine. it’s hard trying to say stupid pick up lines when you don’t react or you’re busy but- that’s.. that’s all.”
he looked down as he handed you the bouquet. you smiled. “i want to be yours if you want to be mine Cami.” he looked up flustered. “what? really? you’re not joking?!” you shook your head as you kissed his cheek.
“i actually was always flustered when you would tell me a pick up line. i just don’t know how i hid it so well.” you said as you smiled.
“so. you’re mine and im yours?” he asked once again. you nodded. “yes im yours Camilo.” “im so lucky you’re mine amor.” he smiled as he hugged you.