#luisa lemon
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LUISA x GN READER smut
In her Room on her day off, Luisa struggles with letting herself relax so you try to help her but she ends up helping you instead.
SECOND PERSPECTIVE, Use of the nickname “cutie”, Praise kink, Soft dom loisa, Body worship, Fingering, Hickies on the thighs, Eating out, 69ing, overstimulation
1991 words
!MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!
SMUT UNDER THE CUT
After the miracle got restored, Luisa has been trying to get better about taking breaks, “trying” being emphasized here. She schedules herself to take a day off at least once a week so as not to overwhelm herself and to give her time to get used to doing nothing. Luisa had never been good at doing nothing. Even now as she sits with you eating lunch her hands are twitching to do something.
"Can someone help me-" you hear Peppa start but as she enters and sees Luisa stand abruptly from the table, disturbing both of your glasses, she turns back around to find someone else, cautiously. Luisa huffs, her shoulders slump and she has a pout that makes your gut twist. Taking Luisa's thick, strong arm gently in your hand, you guide her to sit back down next to you. Your hand glides down from her arm to her hand and you hold it gently, like it’ll break.
"How about we go back to your room? That way no one can interrupt your day off." You suggest, knowing full and well that it'll take a little more convincing to get her to follow you. She’s stubborn at the best of times, but that’s one of the reasons you loved her so much. Her strong resolve always made you feel secure. You could not waver on this, she needed a break, she deserved a break and deserved to be able to relax just like anyone else in the village.
“C’mon, love. Wouldn’t it be easier to relax in your room?” You got up and guided her out of her seat, she let you lead her all the way to her room with the smallest smile as you held her hands so softly.
“You’re right. I need to take a break.” She reluctantly agreed. You lead her over to her bed and let her sit on her own. You took off your shoes, deciding comfort is the most important thing right now, and stepped over to the record player. You selected a light guitar vinyl to set the mood. When you returned to Luisa, you sat behind her on her bed and started to rub her shoulders. She hummed in appreciation as you rubbed the knots out of her muscles.
“Thank you, cutie.” Luisa blushes, her hands covering your own on her shoulders. “I really appreciate you being patient with me.”
“Of course, I just want you to feel comfortable. You deserve it, after everything you do for everyone.” you hum smiling back at her. She reaches behind to scoop you up and places you on her lap. She kissed you, her lips firm but her hands on your hips were so soft and comforting. She moved away from your lips and placed little pecks on your cheeks. Her arms wrapped around you and pulled you into her sturdy form, she was so warm which contrasted the stone detailing in her room. Her chin sat atop your head as you cuddled, your hands reaching around to rub and lightly scratch her back.
“You know,” Luisa hums “I think I just thought of the perfect way to relax.” You looked up at her curious. Of course you want to help her in any way you could with whatever idea she came up with. When she met your eyes, she leaned down, startling you with a kiss. She was slow, even with the abrupt start, but forceful. It contrasted how gently she held you, how softly her big hands trailed up the middle of your back to cradle your head, her fingers slowly entangling in your hair. Her hands didn’t move an inch when you both parted slowly.
Breath only returned to you when you held her honeyed gaze. Her brows were furrowed but her smile held such a contentment to them, like holding you was all she ever needed. Her breathing slowed from the kiss and you relaxed enough to let your hands wander over her. You traced along her spine branching out to her shoulder blades. Her breath hitching at how slow and gentle you were, barely tickling the skin down her biceps. Your hands held her shoulders firmly, asking her to fall back onto the bed.
“Today’s supposed to be about you.” you pout, your form barely shadowing her as she laid before you, blushing beautifully. Slowly you reach to untuck her shirt from her skirt, your other hand cradling her cheek. You straddle her waist keeping closer to her torso. You want to see her, see all the faces she makes, you want her, everything she is, is a treasured moment you refuse to forget.
“Is this okay?” You rasp your hand under her shirt to rub soothing circles against her waist. When Luisa nods, her voice failing her as she tries to catch her breath, you trail kisses up her neck smiling. As soon as you trail your hand any higher, she rolls the two of you so she’s on top, careful not to put too much weight on you, just enough to hold you down. You gasp, out of surprise and the sudden weight against your pelvis.
“Hey, hey I’m supposed to be on top this time. I wanna make you feel good.” you stuttered, looking up at her hunched frame cradling you on the bed. She nuzzled her face into your neck, the wisps in her hair tickling against your skin.
“But,” she breathes in, inhaling your scent, “You’re just so-” Luisa sighs, hugging you closer. “My cutie, I just can’t help it.” You wrapped your legs against her waist giggling slightly. She untucks your shirt, throwing it off you as fast as she could without ripping it, not that you minded. Her head went straight to your chest, trailing kisses around your nipples and up your throat.
“You’re so beautiful.” she hums taking her own shirt off, exposing her chest, but before you could reach out she dived back down to play with you more. Your arms wrapped around her as you moan out praise. She left red and purple marks down your neck and chest all the way down your hips, just before your pants.
“Let’s get rid of these,” she nearly ripped them off as she pulled off your pants and replaced them with kisses and nibbles starting from your ankle down the inside of your leg. “Look at you,” Luisa purred, “so good, you’re doing so well, cutie.” Her hands reached you before her mouth could, gently prodding and rubbing your hole. You couldn’t stop twitching, each callus on her fingers, each bump and wrinkle, each kiss she gave you only added to your burning core. Your fingers found purchase in the waistband of her skirt.
She took the hint immediately, only parting from you enough to pull her skirt and bloomers off. Now, with you both naked, you laid in the bed together. You played with her boobs, kissing and sucking on them from under her as her hand went back to your hole. Finally, she entered you, the tip of her finger pushing through you, stretching you out so prettily for her. It barely burned after she started pumping into you.
“So pretty, so good for me. You’re doing so good.” She hums looking at you through her eyelashes and soaking in your moans. When she added another finger, you whimpered. She was going so fast, you could barely keep up, but it felt so good. Her thumb rubbed at your sensitivity. Her lips attached themselves back to your neck, whispering sweet nothings into your skin. Her other hand held firm on your hip, stopping it from bucking or even twitching. There’s going to be a bruise on it later, you knew, a bruise of her hand left by an ongoing orgasm, the perfect sign that you belong to her.
She added more fingers up until you trembled around her but even then she didn’t stop. She relentlessly rubbed you, attacking that specific spot in you that had you sobbing out, for more, for a break, it didn’t matter to you at that point. You needed something and you trusted her to give it to you. Give it to you she did, at your third orgasm she finally pulled her fingers away from you, leaving you empty and shaking.
When you thought she was finally done, you tried to get yourself on your elbows, before she pushed you back down. Her face aligned with your quivering hole, watching it contract around nothing, before she leaned down to your thighs. Slowly she took the skin in between her teeth, sucking and nipping blue and red marks into them. Claiming you, keeping you close, and overstimulating you to the brink of stupidity. You feel so warm with her. She’s so soft with you, keeping you close without ever crushing you. She would never hurt you, but she could. She could lift you over her head, throw you, crush you, but she never would. She wants you safe and happy, and you always are with her.
Your thoughts are drawn back to the soreness between your legs when you feel hot breath tickling it. You gasp out when you feel her wet tongue lap at you. You were still wet from your previous orgasms and your slick started covering her chin as she continued her assault against your most sensitive parts. You looked down at her, your hand grasping at her hair while your other holds her hand, fingers intertwined. Through all of this debauchery, the stimulation sending your nerves on fire and keeping your head fuzzy, all you could think about was how beautiful Luisa looked. Her eyes were so focused on your sex and her mouth was glistening as she mumbled how good you tasted. Her hand holding you down flexed against your twitching hips, the veins protruding and fingers digging into you. The one holding your hand was softer and relaxed but desperate to keep you there. You needed her. You needed to feel her twitch around you, just as you had around her.
“Please, Luisa, my love, let me pleasure you too,” you gasped, causing her to look up and meet your eyes with a lifted brow.
“Of course, cutie, ” she smirks at you, shifting so that her pussy is over your face while she has easy access to your hole. You lean up to lick at her clit. You swipe your tongue around it, earning a groan out of her which vibrated through you. You felt the need to bring more out of her like an itch in your veins needing to be scratched. She was addicting, her scent, her taste, you needed everything.
Luisa shook above you as you licked through her folds. Her thighs clenched and she dripped onto your face just as you released. She faltered onto her elbows, taking deep breaths. You rubbed her ass, soothing her from her high before she sat up. She moved to spoon you from behind, holding onto your waist keeping you near her chest.
“You did so good for me,” she rasped, her voice scratchy but calming. You huddled in her chest turning so you could hug her back.
“How are you feeling?” you asked, voice small and cracking. She pulled you closer to her. You were so tired, you didn’t think you could keep your eyes open anymore.
“I feel great! I could use a nap, though.” her giggle rumbled through her chest, making you feel lighter than before. You can’t help but smile, not only had you finally gotten Luisa to enjoy her day off but her happiness has always been contagious.
“I could too. C’mere.” You held her impossible close as you both nodded off in your messes, not even bothering to cover up from the cool air. You didn’t need to, Luisa gave you plenty of warmth as you wrapped one leg over her waist. You finally dozed off when you heard Luisa’s light snoring.
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[Heartstopper AU]
Honey Lemon: I love you.
Luisa: I love you too.
Honey Lemon:
Luisa:
Honey Lemon:
Luisa: We love you too, hermanita.
Mirabel, sat between them: Thanks, I was honestly starting to feel a little left out
#encanto#incorrect encanto quotes#luisa madrigal#honey lemon#mirabel madrigal#luisa x honey lemon#encanto heartstopper au
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Luisa and Donovan smut when
Tumblr auto deleted first one, lets try this again-
You guys JUST met this guy??? But alright, let's get Luisa some MAN attention in here-
"THAT'S MY FUCKING GIRL!!!"
He called out to her, giving her a thumbs up as he set the crate down. Luisa said she had chores to do today, so he decided, to spend more time with her, he'd help. He couldn't do as much as her, like lift a church, but moving crates and supplies was little work he had no problem taking over for her. He appreciated her, genuinely. Super tall, super sweet, super...pretty. Okay, so Donovan was super attracted to his super buff and super strong girlfriend. It wasn't his fault! Not when she had such pretty eyes and pretty hair and pretty lips that he just really wanted to-
"Donnie?"
"Huh? What?"
Suddenly she was right next to him, wiping the sweat from her brow.
"I said, do you wanna go to my place for a bit? You look like you could use something to drink."
"Oh uh, sure. I'd love to."
He got to hold her hand as they walked, and he couldn't help but be a bit flustered. Her hand was so soft too, it was like being hugged by a cloud. They made it there, and a beeline right for the kitchen, where her mom was making some kind of drink.
"Oh, you're back early!"
"Yeah, Donnie helped me with a lot of stuff."
"Not like she needed me, this girl is fucking awesome out there."
Luisa blushed a bit at the compliment, even though it was true. Julieta smiled, handing them both a glass.
"Such a little gentleman! Here, have some Uchuva."
Whatever the hell that was, it was terribly sweet. He didn't adore it, but she clearly did, so he shut up and drank it.
"Gracias, mami. Hey uh, Donovan is gonna come upstairs with me, I need give him something he left of his."
"Go on then. Don't forget, dinner is at eight!"
Luisa gave her a nod as Donovan walked upstairs with her.
"Uh...you don't have anything of mine."
"I don't? Huh. Oh well, you're already up here."
He saw that smirk on her face. Sneaky sneaky. She opened the door to her room, and he lightly whistled.
"Woah. Nice in here."
It was mostly...rocks. Rock walls, floors, furniture. But what made this room really hers, was the ceiling. The rocks were carved out, letting the stars act as her light. She chuckled, fumbling through her dresser for something.
"This is just the room everyone else sees. In the back, I have some other stuff. I'm uh, gonna shower real quick, you mind?"
"No no, you do you, I'll just hang here."
Luisa kissed his forehead, and left. He stood there, unsure of what to do. Then it clicked. He was in a girl's rooms. HIS girl's room. Something about that fact made him freak out, as if he had just snuck in here on his own. He looked around, thinking about leaving, but that'd be rude, right?
"Look. You're fine. You're just. In the room of your super hot girlfriend. You're fine. Just. Don't do something stupid."
He did something stupid. He started to snoop. He looked around, seeing pictures of her family, trophies and medals, and her bed. Oh her bed was precious.
"Oh my god. She's got unicorn plushies AND sheets-I love her so fucking much."
She was too cute for her own good. He looked around some more, before noticing there was another door. Despite common sense, he opened it, revealing the view of an endless, open beach. The salty air hit his nose through here, and the pink sand amongst the various weight equipment only proved this was hers. Luisa was fascinating, constantly full of surprises. He thought about walking in, when he heard her door start to open. He shut the door, and immediately leapt for her bed, taking a seat just in time.
"You sat there the whole time?"
"Uh...yeah. Didn't. Want to invade your space."
Help him, help him, she was in her bath robe. It was big and fuzzy and purple and her hair looked SO pretty when it was down and wet like this. Luisa chuckled, tossing her clothes in her hamper in the corner.
"I wouldn't have minded. I mean you're my boyfriend so...ow."
His attention was taken away when he heard that. It was rare for her to be physically hurt, but when it did happen, he was on that shit.
"What's wrong?"
"I think I pulled something carrying that last donkey, kinda hurts right here, at my shoulder."
"Dumbass-I told you to stretch beforehand."
"I know, I know. I just wanted to get it done quickly, I really wanted to spend more time with you."
God. Dammit. He felt his face explode, before he sighed, scooted over, and patted the bed.
"Come here, I'll massage it. Dad gets body cramps all the time, this is what mom does."
He was glad she didn't fight him on this, sitting down without any retort. He was about to reach up to touch her, before realizing two things. One, he was about to touch his girlfriend, fresh out of the shower, in a place he hadn't before. Two, he needed her to push her robe down to even fucking reach-
"You okay back there?"
"Yeah I just need you to drop the robe. Just a bit, I can't reach."
She did that, letting it fall past her shoulders, and showing just a bit of her back. Holy shit, holy shit her muscles looked good enough to bite into. Relax, you fucking pervert. He got up a bit on his knees, and put his hands on her shoulders, just getting her used to his touch. His nervousness was obvious, and she chuckled.
"Donnie, you can just say you don't know what you're doing-"
"Shut the fuck up. I'm just, worried I might go a bit too hard. Stop me if I am, or imma go bat shit."
She looked pretty when she blushed like that. His fingertips pushed into her, alongside his thumbs. He went hard, knowing her muscles needed a bit more than the average effort. She seemed to sink into his touch, sighing in relief.
"Okay, take it back. You definitely know what you're doing."
"The massage, or taking care of my girl?"
"Both. I'm...still not used to you calling me that."
"Me too. Can't believe you're with an angry shithead like me. Is it the hair?"
She chuckled, turning her head to look at him.
"It's part of it. I also like that you're strong for me. Like, you stick up for me, you support me, you encourage me, and if I'll be honest, I kinda...like the angry, a bit. Kinda comes off as passionate."
She was looking at him with those pretty eyes, it made him focus on where he was massaging. But he had to look away immediately, because he could totally see her cleavage like this.
"I like stuff about you too. I like that you're sweet. I like that you're pretty. I like that you're strong. I like that you keep me calm and that...shit, princess, I just really like you."
She used her finger to give him a little push, chuckling as her face seemed to only get redder. Red suited her.
"That name is so dumb. I hate that I like it."
"Well I mean, that's what you are. To me, at least."
"Oh, stop it."
He hated when she did that. When she didn't believe him when he said good things about her. He leaned over her shoulder, meeting her eyes as he went on.
"No, I'm serious! I think you're like a princess. You're pretty, you're sweet, you even do the animal thing! I mean it's with donkeys but you get the idea. Look, how about this. You have tomorrow off, right? We'll get you a dress. A real big fancy one. And whatever girly shit your ass wants. Whatever makes you look like the princess I already see. Deal?"
She put her hand on his chest, looking at him with such fondess that it made HIM feel like a big shot.
"You hate shopping. Youd do that for me?"
"Absolutely. Whatever you need, imma do. I want you to count on me."
"...you know, if you think of me as a princess, does that make you a prince?"
He snorted as he put his whole weight on her, trying to ignore how much of her skin he was technically touching.
"Shit, if that'll keep you around, I'll be some prissy prince."
"And princes kiss princesses, right?"
He knew exactly what she was getting at. He cupped her cheek, and carefully pressed his lips against hers. She was so soft, even her grip on his wrist was gentle as gentle could be. They've had a few kisses, usual pecks. But this, this felt like it meant something. It kinda got to his head, honestly. In between kisses, he felt himself groan softly against her.
"Damn I love your lips, baby."
She seemed to freeze at his words, and he just now realized HOW he said his words. Like he was coming onto her. He cleared his throat, feeling embarrassed that he dared to talk to her like that.
"Donnie-"
"No no, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound like that. I don't like, EXPECT stuff from you and..."
His thoughts drifted as she held onto his hand, keeping it against her cheek.
"No no. It doesn't bother me. I was...uhm. Gonna say, I kinda. Liked it. If you uh...want to do stuff, we can."
No way he heard what he heard. He glanced briefly at her chest, immediately regretting it because god dammit her cleavage was RIGHT there.
"Lulu, I uh. Think I didn't hear you right. It kinda sounded like you're saying you wanna have sex-"
"I did."
"...oh."
Oh god. Oh fuck. Oh shit. Oh every cussword in every language. The hottest girl ever, wanted to fuck HIM. She winced upon seeing his face.
"You're steaming, Donnie. If you don't WANT to, we can just-"
He didn't know how he did what he did. He just knew he somehow had her on her back, and he was right on top of her, elbows propped up so he can peer down at her. She looked so...pretty, wet hair over her pillows, robe disheveled, cheeks on fire and her eyes looking at him in surprise. How dare she be so cute?
"Gimme a safeword. You're gonna need it."
They BOTH were steaming at this point, like two kettles in a tea house. She fumbled with her thoughts, before getting an idea.
"Pressure."
Good enough for him. He leaned down to kiss her again, relishing in the fact that he was allowed to make the proper sounds he wanted. Amongst his own groans, he heard hers. Oh shit was it cute. She was begging for it.
"Wait, was that little sound from you?"
"...no?"
"You're a dirty little liar. You MOANED for me. You should do more of that. A lot more."
He pressed his lips against hers again, and in between their lips, in between his tongue grazing against her own, he pulled at her robe, till it opened. He lifted himself up a bit to look at her, and his confidence faltered. She was. Woah. Way too pretty for him. A big, fit body, perfect with muscles, decorated in freckles, and every part of her was beautifully big and thick. Including her chest. Oh help him they were huge. She winced at his face, about to pull her robe back over herself.
"I'm sorry, I know it's a lot, we can do it with it on-"
"Damn bitch, let me admire the shit out of you for like two seconds, you're fucking gorgeous."
She stared up at him, as if he just recited some romantic ass poetry to her.
"You're...not lying?"
"If I lie to you about how much I love you, you get to kill me. Or get your sister to, she'd actually beat my shit in."
"Which one?"
"Both, honestly. But my point is, I think you're the most beautiful woman ever. I think you're my pretty princess."
Oh she LOVED that, he could tell from how she tried to cover her mouth with her palm. How he was the only guy who saw her as gorgeous, he had no fucking clue.
"You're embarrassing me..."
"Is it embarrassing if my pretty princess LIKES all the attention?"
He wanted to kiss her lips again, but with her covering it, he had to try something else. He buried his face in the crook of her neck instead, kissing along her pretty skin. So soft, and he swore she smelked like lavender and cupcakes. He let his hand trail down her stomach, till his hand was right between her legs. Oh there was a bit of curly hair that tickled her fingertips, he kept reminding himself to NOT lose his shit.
"Donnie, can you uh..."
"Can I what, baby?"
"Can you call me the other name too?"
"What, you mean teddy bear?"
She gave a mini scream as she nodded, and god dammit did he love that shit. He leaned down to sneak a kiss at her nose, before he started to rub at her pussy, just slow enough to get her used to his touch.
"I can do that. I can do whatever you want. Whatever makes you happy. Just keep those legs open for me, I'll make you the happiest teddy bear in the world."
She did as he said, keeping those pretty things to the side to give his hand that much needed space he needed. The space he needed to smear her wetness over her pubic hair, to rub it over her folds, to brush over her clit. To make her make those pretty sounds he was really starting to get addicted to. Her shakey little voice was helpless, and for once, he liked seeing her so weak.
"You can uh, p-put them inside if you want."
"What, you want my fingers inside your pussy? Like this?"
He may have been getting carried away, but he couldn't help but push a finger into her, and watch as she gripped onto the sheets below. He watched her bite her pretty bottom lip as she nodded.
"You can put m-more. I can handle a lot more."
"Oh yeah? Alright. I'll give you more."
He shoved three fingers into her, pushing them in and out. It made such a loud, wet sound, and he wanted to be inside those tight little walls. His own dick was straining against his pants, giving him a bit of pain, but that didn't matter. She did.
"T-thank you."
He snorted, leaning down to press his forehead against hers.
"Don't thank me yet. Don't thank me till I get my dick right inside this wet little cunt."
"Can it...c-can it be now? This is killing me, Donnie. I need more than just the fingers."
He wanted to scold her, but he was too excited about the idea of a girl THIS fine being Impatient for him. He got off of her, took off his shirt (he tried not to get even more confident upon her checking him out as much as she was), before taking himself out of his pants. He was more ready than he thought, all from just a few moments of fingering his girlfriend. He stroked himself for a moment, getting her use to the sight of him. That, and well...it was kinda hot, her watching.
"You SURE you want this, right? Because you can stop me at ANY point."
"I don't want you to stop. Donnie, please?"
She put her hand between her legs, and parted her folds for him, letting him take a look inside of her pink, hot, wet insides. Didn't have to tell him twice. He reached for the condom in his pants, and after opening it with his teeth and sliding it over himself, he got down to it. He held onto his cock as he slowly pushed himself in, and he banged his fist against the headboard upon pushing himself in fully. That felt. WAY better than it should. She shouldn't be this cute and be THIS tight, it made him feel WEAK.
"God DAMMIT, baby."
"W-what? Are you okay?"
"No. No I'm not. You're too fuckin' pretty, and you feel too good around me. Unfortunately, I think you got me hooked on you."
He kept himself propped up as he started to push himself back and forth. Slowly at first, knowing if he went full force so soon, he'd only last a second. Her hands held onto her sheets, and he watched as his strong girl seemed to unravel underneath him.
"D-Donnie, you...feel really good."
"You're one to talk. Tight little pussy, cute little face...I'm a lucky guy, you know that?"
"You're not just saying that because we're doing it?"
He took a hold of her cheeks, tilting her head to the side, in order to kiss her pretty cheek.
"Nope. I'm lucky before and after. I just REALLY like fucking you, but I don't think you're complaining."
He couldn't help but give her kisses upon kisses, taking in the smell of her pretty shampoo, finding himself picking up the pace. Should he be going so fast? Probably not, but she'd stop him if he was too much. For now, he wanted to fuck the prettiest girl in the world. He kept his face buried into the nape of her neck, and just stopped thinking, just let his body do all the work.
"No. No, no covering that pretty mouth. I wanna hear it. Wanna hear how you sound when I'm with you."
She was wordless now, but sure as hell not silent. Her hand wanted to cover her mouth, try to save some dignity, but she wasn't allowed to have that, not now. Not as his hips started to buck into her, not as he was starting to use her to make himself feel so fucking good.
"Fuck, you feel so good, teddy bear. You feel like you belong with me. Like this is the pussy I'm SUPPOSED to fuck."
She wasn't looking at him anymore. Hell, they were closed at this point. But it didn't matter to him. She looked pretty like this, eyes forced shut and her cheeks drenched in blush, sweat coming down her frame. He could feel himself throb, all for her.
"You make me so fucking angry sometimes. I see you out there every day, and you don't know how fucking sexy I find you. You know how many times I almost wanted to sneak you off into some alley and take out all my anger on this pussy? You're so unfair. You're a real fucking tease, teddybear."
Her poor hips tried to buck against him, clearly wanting more of him. She wanted more, she'd get more. He forced her to open her mouth, and forced his tongue past her lips. She loved the feeling of his tongue rolling against hers, hardly letting her breathe, he swore it was practically shoving her off of that edge.
"Teddy bear likes to get tongue fucked. How cute. If that's what you want."
His hips kept moving, his tongue and his lips kept kissing and licking, was it any wonder she came? Her sound was so pretty, he swore it even tasted sweet as he swallowed it. She tried to speak, probably something about his turn, but he didn't need it. He pushed himself in as full as he could, and came. He wished he could've cum inside her. Something about her made him want to just do it, even though it was a terrible idea.
They sat there for a moment, trying to catch their poor breaths, before he pulled away, tossing the condom into her trash. He was about to ask if she needed something, before her head was right on his chest, and her big arms were wrapped around him. He chuckled, putting his hand on her head.
"Happy?"
"Mhmm. Very. I'm...glad we did that. I mean I've done it before, but never with a guy."
"Oh. That's news. I hope I didn't just ruin it for the guys team then."
She chuckled at his joke, shaking her head.
"No no. It was nice. It was...a lot more than I expected, a little overwhelming, but I liked it. I like you."
"I like you too. A lot. I like your shampoo too, shit smells like a bakery's asshole."
She snorted as she looked up at him, catching him playing with a piece of her hair.
"Donnie, can I say something, and you not freak out?"
"Go for it."
"I don't like you. I love you. I'm glad you're my boyfriend."
She meant it. He could see it in her pretty eyes. He smiled, and leaned down to kiss her forehead.
"And I love you. I'm glad you're my princess."
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"Oh. Donovan. I didn't expect to see you here so early."
Luisa tried to get him out of her room early, but she had overslept, so she decided he should at least get some breakfast before sending him home. Donovan nodded at her as he started to pile on his plate.
"We uh. Had a sleepover."
Antonio called out from the dining room table.
"Why wasn't I invited?! I like sleepovers!"
"Next time, little man! Imma eat, then we'll head out Teddy bear."
He kissed her hand real quick before heading over to go eat. Julieta chuckled in amusement.
"He's in good spirits. Maybe he just needed a nap. What can I get you for breakfast, mija?"
"I uhm. Would actually just like some tea."
"Oh of course! I have this new tea that tastes EXACTLY like mangos-"
"No. I mean. The tea Dolores takes. The one she makes sure to have it after she hangs out with Mariano."
She seemed confused, before she gasped, hands over her mouth.
"Oh! Oh. You and Donovan?"
"Last night. Yeah. I can tell you that, right?"
"Oh of course! I'm just. Surprised. Oh my girl is growing up! Now, I'll make you a tea. Let's just not tell your father-"
"Tell me what?"
"Ay Agustín."
She sighed as Agustín seemed to pop out of nowhere. She held onto her husband's hands.
"I'm going to tell you something. I need you to not make a scene. Alright?"
"Okay, scaring me, but I'm following."
Luisa looked at her with worry, before she continued.
"Luisa is taking those tea's now. You know, the birth control one. Because her and Donovan are...starting to have sex."
Julieta winced as Agustín's fingers gripped into her hands. She hoped that cracking sound wasn't as bad as it sounded. Luisa shrunk a bit at her father's disbelief.
"Dad, I AM an adult. I CAN do these things. Are you...mad?"
"Not mad. Just. Surprised. And scared. And I might throw up. But I'm fine. Totally fine. You are an adult. Long as it was consensual and safe. I...Julie help me sit down."
Luisa winced as Agustín needed help taking a seat. But upon hearing Donovan yell that her mom's coffee was 'fucking bitchin', she realized she wouldn't take it back.
Not with her prince.
#not transformers#encanto#lemon#asks#this took so long holy shit#but yeah there we go#Luisa feels love#and Agustín is about to pass out
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bh6 au bh6 au bh6 au!!! AHUAHSF but heya, hope you're doing well, and we dont have a specific name for this au yet, mayhaps we can find one but yesyes bh6 au!! (i am going insane /lh) me is attempting to write rn hehe <3
BH6 AU💪💪💪
It’s so cool, me and the asker have been working on it <333 instead of gifts, they specialize in certain tech and stuff 🗿
Basically Pedro is there. And it’s Antonio’s presentation at the college (he’s still 5, they’re all prodigies and presented at 5, except Mirabel who presented a little later cause she hadn’t decided her science concentration yet 😭😭). Anyway, Pedro sacrifices himself to save Señora Guzmán and boom died.
Alma hid the project he was gonna show the family that he was working on for a long time: Baymax. Basically Mirabel and the grandkids find him and he’s chill, helping them grieve and stuff. The pressure for this au is Alma taking Pedro’s saying “someone has to help” as the family needed to use their tech and intelligence around the city to help other people. And never expand on their tech. Always the same thing.
Anyway, here’s their sciences (all the Madrigals, including the husbands + Alma and Oedro are like. Literal prodigies, mostly in science, but other stuff 🤧):
Fields of Study:
pedro - robotics
alma - forensic engineering
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julieta - health sciences
agustin - language and literature
pepa - meteorology
felix - sociology and music
bruno - physics
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isabela - botany
dolores - acoustics
luisa - kinesiology
camilo - neuroscience
mirabel - psychology
antonio - zoology
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There’s so much more about this au but like. That’s the gist of it <333 if you guys have any ideas LET US KNOWWWWW ‼️‼️‼️ the adults actually later becomes hero’s and funnily enough they’re all hiding it from each other and Alma is entirely clueless 😭😭
Well, the grandkids become super cool heros and obviously Baymax is there (I didn’t draw him YET 💀) and here are their designs <333 COLOR COMING TO TUMBKR DASH NEAR YOU📸📸
Here’s their tech and stuff:
Isabela, maybe something similar to Honey Lemon, but she uses the chemicals of different plants that has different (non lethal) effects? She throws pollen pods like honey lemon does and whatever plants she makes all disappear after a certain amount of time or something, oh and her vines she uses to swing ofc, they're very durable. CARBON FIBER VINES ❗❗
Dolores, maybe she uses soundwaves and sounds in general, and uses something similar to a giant megaphone and speaks; does a lot of knockback.
Luisa, I feel like she would have attachable enhancements, kinda like gauntlets and boots that allow her to further utilize her strength and stamina etc etc
Camilo, maybe his tech tricks the mind, lots of illusions and stuff, and he definitely has a camouflage suit, so he's good for stealth and sneaking up on enemies. He might also go beyond from just people, might even have animals and objects too since its really illusion (mayhaps an upgrade later down the line in their endeavor) Ohhh, a upgrade would be really good and show how he (and the others) develop his tech further
Mirabel’s tech works with Baymax, so it's pretty similar to Hiro's, though I think she would be a jack of all trades as well. Also mentioned in what i wrote that she has a bag of tech goodies (inspired by her good ol bag in canon and also that one ask i saw about her magic bag)
Antonio, like I said before, uses robot animals. He builds them and sends then out, controlling them maybe via a headset similar to the microbots, and the animals have cameras so he can see what they see. I think maybe when he builds P.A.R.C.E (the giant robot jaguar; a.k.a Precision Automated Robotic Companion Entity) the other grandkids will let him go out to battle. Also lets him be at the final battle.
Still working on the adults 🤭🤭🤭
#my asks#my asks are open#encanto#encanto au#au#encanto mirabel#encanto antonio#encanto isabela#encanto dolores#encanto camilo#encanto Luisa#encanto alma#encanto Pedro#bh6#bh6 au#big hero 6#big hero six au
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I know I'm late but if you're still looking for prompts:
"So you stabbed me??"
It's not the first time TK has met his family. It's not even the first big celebration that TK has been to with both of his sisters and their husbands and assorted children in tow. It is, however, the first church picnic that TK has been to with them.
Luisa currently has five plates of pie in front of her and she's angling for the point of the nearest slice of Ana's selection. Ana's fork comes down on top of hers without even looking away from the conversation she's having with Mrs. Cairns. "That's my pie."
"So you stabbed me?"
Ana nods politely at Mrs. Cairns who looks amused, and turns back to Luisa. "You know the consequences for pie theft." She looks at Luisa's hand. "Don't be a baby, it didn't even break skin."
TK's staring at all of them over his one (singular) slice of black bottom cherry pie. Not a bad choice, but it's an amateur move not to start at the other end of the table so you can get to Anabeth Pritchard's buttermilk pie before it's gone. Luisa and Carlos both scored slices, but Ana got waylaid by Lucy Muller on her way to the table. Ana's eying Luisa's slice and Luisa ostentatiously moves it away from Ana.
Ana switches her attention to Carlos. "Trade you half of your buttermilk pie for half of my lemon meringue?" He shakes his head.
She narrows her eyes. "Half of your buttermilk pie for half of my slice of Mary Gearson's peach pie." He starts to shake his head and she holds up a finger. "And I don't tell TK about what happened at your 5th grade square dance recital."
TK looks up, interested, and Carlos narrows his eyes at her. "You really want to play dirty? I can tell Mom about what really happened to that pot of chili," he trails off.
Ana darts her eyes in their mother's direction and hisses, "You wouldn't dare."
TK looks around the room and asks nobody in particular. "What happened to good clean Christian fun?"
Luisa snorts and waves a fork. "It's all fun and games until someone loses a pie."
TK blinks at her, and opens his mouth like he has questions and then thinks better of it and takes a bite of his pie and chews thoughtfully. "It's good pie?"
Carlos sighs and reminds himself that he loves TK and mentally sacrifices his buttermilk pie and cuts a piece off for TK and hands it to him. TK eyes him dubiously, and Ana and Luisa stop talking to stare and him and wait for his reaction. TK's eyes close as he chews and he lets out a tiny broken sound that Carlos is intimately familiar with, and he licks the tines of the fork to chase the rest of the buttermilk filing clinging to them. Carlos's mouth feels dry.
TK swallows and his eyes slowly open. "That was . . ." He eyes the rest of Carlos's pie, and Carlos wordlessly pushes it in his direction.
Ana looks at both of them and smacks Carlos with the back of her hand. "I offer to trade you half my slice of Mary Gearson's peach pie and you give it up for free to a pretty boy who puts on a show?"
He cocks his head and watches TK take another bite, cheeks hollowing a little as he makes sure to suck the filling off the fork, red lips closed around it, long lashes dark against the pale skin of his cheeks. "Worth it."
Luisa leans her head against Ana. "That's how you know it's true love." He spares a glance away from where TK is making eating pie look like something that ought to be done behind closed doors, to find both his sisters looking at him with soft smiles.
Luisa catches him looking and straightens, and makes a play for his slice of Mary Ellen Fahey's banana cream pie, and that is an act of war.
Note - I don't know if Buttermilk Pie is orgasmic per se, but it is really damn good.
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My Top 25 Crossover Couples (Pt 1)
Honey Lemon x Puss in Boots (HoneyBoots).
Belle x Sulley (Belley/Sullelle)
Randall Boggs x Merida DunBroch (Meridall/DunBoggs/Chase the winds of change)
Mavis Dracula x Scamper (Scavis)
Wasabi x Luisa Madrigal (Luisabi)
Diego x Kate (Katego/Golden Alphas)
Lilly x Fifi (Lilfi/Lifi)
Diamond Destiny Gardner x Theodore Lindsey "Ted" Templeton Jr (Boss Ninja) (I just called them DD and TJ for short.)
Brooklyn x Odette (Brodette/StoneSwan)
Toy Bonnie "Blue" x Bunzo Bunny (Toy Buns/Toy Bonzo)
Anna x Mr. Peabody (Peanna) (Shout out to my moot Serpanade-Toons)
Mr. Herriman x Your Worst Imagination/PPG's Imaginary Friend (Imaginherri) (I just call her immy for short)
Red Hood x Alice Liddell (Reddell/Hoodell/Hack n' Slash Lovers)
Biskit x Slav (Slavskit)
Emperor Kuzco x Snow White (Snowzco/Kuzwhite)
Wakko Warner x Jeanette Miller (Waknette)
Eris x Spring Sprite (Spris/Chaotic Nature)
Little Cato x Morty Smith (Little Morto)
Yumyulack x Allison Taylor (Allyulack)
Maggie Simpson x Pupa (Pugie)
Tanya Mousekewitz x Professor Ratigan (Ratkewitz)
Damian Wayne x (TMNT 2003) Michelangelo (Damiangelo)
Black Hat x Melinda/Emma Fairfax (I'm still working on it)
Beast/Adam x Elsa (Enchanted Heart/Frozen Rose/Cursed Gifts) (Shout out to my buddy @frie-ice)
Marianne x Barley Lightfoot (Marley/Barleyanne)
Template - Top 23 Crossover Couples
🚫 IF YOU DON'T LIKE ANY OF THESE SHIPS, PLEASE DON'T COMMENT OR REBLOG 🚫
#crossover ships#crossover shipping#crossover couple#big hero 6#puss in boots#beauty and the beast#monsters university#merida dunbroch#mavis dracula#igor 2008#luisa madrigal#ice age diego#alpha and omega#open season fifi#storks movie#boss baby#brooklyn gargoyles#princess odette#toy bonnie#bunzo bunny#mr peabody and sherman#fosters home for imaginary friends#powerpuff girls#woolfe the red hood diaries#alice madness returns#frozen#final space#voltron legendary defender#the simpsons#I can't put anymore tags 😭
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I was tagged by the lovely @fogsblue! 💚
Last song: I think it was Luisa's Bones by Crooked Fingers, though for some reason I found myself humming along to the Shonen Knife cover of Top of the World which going through my head this morning.
Currently watching: Nancy Drew S4, and looking very forward to The Bear S2 and Strange New Worlds and catching up on Dimension 20 (we've been traveling and moving for the past month and TV has fallen by the wayside)
Currently reading: The Big Oyster: History on the Half Shell by Mark Kurlansky. Still sloooowly reading Murder Must Advertise, a Peter Wimsey mystery--I got sidetracked by S4 of Nancy Drew and traveling and moving. Also comfort re-reading a bunch of @ponyregrets's fic. ♥︎
Current obsession: Nancy Drew, which is probably obvious to anyone who follows me.
Low-key, no-pressure tagging @ponyregrets since I mentioned her, @preux-chevalier bc I mentioned Wimsey, @actuallylorelaigilmore, @tiredandclumsy, @honey-tea-and-lemon-trees, and anyone else who'd like to do this.
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CheshireScalliArt’s Disney Mermaid Lagoon!
I’ve followed their MerMay posts for a while, and this year they went all out! I’m amazed by how many Disney heroines they’ve done, and how they all look exactly like their original film counterparts!
I’ve listed the links to the individual posts in their film’s chronological order:
Snow White
Cinderella
Alice
Wendy Tinker Bell Tiger Lily
Aurora
Anita
Shanti
Penny
Eilowny
Jenny
Jessica Rabbit
Belle
Jasmine
Pocahontas Nakoma
Esmeralda Madellaine
Megara The Muses
Mulan Ting-Ting Su Mei
Jane
Kida Audrey
Lilo Nani
Nita
Tiana Charlotte
Rapunzel
Merida
Vanellope
Anna Elsa Honeymaren
Honey Lemon GoGo
Elena Isabel Naomi
Moana
Raya Namaari
Mirabel Isabela Luisa Dolores
(Ariel and her sisters do not have their own individual posts)
The majority of Disney’s entire animated canon heroines are here - the only characters that are missing are The Blue Fairy, Giselle and Nancy, Sofia and Amber, the Tinker Bell fairies, Shank and Yesss from WIR2, Cassandra from TTS, Jane from PP2, and Melody from TLM2.
#Ariel#Pocahontas#Nakoma#Kida#Audrey#Moana#Mirabel#Isabela#Luisa#Dolores#Elena#Isabel#Naomi#Lilo#Nani#Anna#Elsa#Honeymaren#Megara#The Muses#Anita#Snow White#Cinderella#Aurora#Nita#Alice#Wendy#Tiger Lily#Tinker Bell#Eilowny
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The Secret Language
by Luisa A. Igloria
I have learned your speech,
Fair stranger; for you
I have oiled my hair
And coiled it tight
Into a braid as thick
And beautiful as the serpent
In your story of Eden.
For you, I have covered
My breasts and hidden,
Among the folds of my surrendered
Inheritance, the beads
I have worn since girlhood.
It is fifty years now
Since the day my father
Took me to the school in Bua,
A headman's terrified
Peace-gift. In the doorway,
The teacher stood, her hair
The bleached color of corn,
Watching with bird-eyes.
Now, I am Christina.
I am told I can make lace
Fine enough to lay upon the altar
Of a cathedral in Europe.
But this is a place
That I will never see.
I cook for tourists at an inn;
They praise my lemon pie
And my English, which they say
Is faultless. I smile
And look past the window,
Imagining father's and grandfather's cattle
Grazing by the smoke trees.
But it is evening, and these
Are ghosts.
In the night,
When I am alone at last,
I lie uncorseted
Upon the iron bed,
Composing my lost beads
Over my chest, dreaming back
Each flecked and opalescent
Color, crooning the names,
Along with mine:
Binaay, Binaay.
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for the past week and when i was in hospital, for some reason all i can think about is a cross over with encanto and big hero 6 (the encanto characters in the world of big hero 6), and what their hero outfits would look like/what weapons they would have. (i went on an entire ramble about this on discord, sorry about that) this is what i got:
for antonio, he would have robotic bird wings on the back of his that allow him to fly with the birds and a helmet like go-go's with the spike on the back and a spike at the front resembling a bird beak. his outfit being yellow and red. i doubt he would have a weapon given that he is 5 years old, but i can see his animal friends fighting along side him, all of them wearing similar helmets to antonio except they would have have helmets to match them (for example, parce would have multiple points on the front of his to match his teeth, or pico would have a longer spike at the front to match his beak)
for luisa, she would have really big metal gauntlet like gloves that cover/protect her elbows as well as big metal boots that cover/protect her knees, the rims of every metal plate that make up the gauntlets and boots outlined with blue. she would still have her skirt but would have body armour on as well as a helmet. i dont think she would need a weapon, maybe small retractable spikes on her knuckles or something
for camilo, i think his outfit would probably have less armour and more flexible fabric so have can shape shift freely without his outfit becoming too big or too small, like armour would cover his knees, elbows, his torso and back, as well as goggles like wasabis. his armour being orange with his chameleon pattern on while the fabric is dark brown
for isabela, very similar to honey lemon except her skirt is longer and has the splattered design as well as flowers on (like her dress at the end of the movie), and without the bag too. like luisa, i dont think she would really need a weapon as shes got her plants and all that
for felix, dunno why (i think its because of that scene where he saves antonio from being crushed by his door during the scene where casita collapses. plus in a lot of his promo images, hes carrying an umbrella which acts as a shield against the rain or sun) i can imagine him having a shield with a sun pattern on to match his wife. armour wise, not really sure, maybe something like wasabis but it being pale yellow
for bruno.... i genuinely have no idea. absolutely no idea. i can see him wearing green goggles with the pointy bits at the side. i cant imagine him taking off his ruana to be honest, and i can see him constantly carrying a vision plate that connected to wires but i have no idea what would be on it or what the wires lead to/do. i dunno, im stumped on that one
for agustin. armour. lots of armour. weapon wise, no idea. im stumped on him too to be honest, i genuinely have no idea. all i know is that his armour would be dark blue
for julieta, i can see her wearing a tactical belt with the pockets full of herbs and spices. (this idea was more of a joke that made me laugh but now i cant stop thinking about it. you know how in the movie she literally shoves food into peoples mouths to heal them? well what if she fired them into their mouths using a gun like weapon on her arm that she uses to fire arepas at people to either heal people or attack?........im very sleep deprived). her armour being light blue
for pepa, i cant see her using a weapon but i can see her outfit being similar to honey lemons as well but instead of a helmet, its goggles so that her hair braid is free (plus i like the details in the movie where he hair sticks up whenever she has a lightning cloud above her due to the static) with her armour being yellow with lightning patterns on it
mirabel, i had a bit of trouble thinking of something and sorry if this sounds stupid but i remembered the scene where she used rope from the broken rope bridge in bruno's room to make her own rope swing to get across the gap, so i thought "..huh, maybe something like that", so i can see her using a really long rope made out of different colour wool that she uses as a lasso or something (kinda like matching isabela with her vines), with each bit of her armour being a different colour. she'd still have her skirt but she'd have a helmet and armour to protect her torso and shoulders
for dolores, big ear muffs to protect her hearing as well as red armour with the soundwave patterns to protect her arms, legs and torso. weapon wise, i thought about this, not sure if it would work at all given her gift but i can see dolores using a weapon with makes soundwaves into a weapon (hence the reason why shes wearing ear muffs), dunno if that would work or not
for abuela alma, i had a very stupid idea that made me laugh, i imagined a scene where everyone (felix, agustin, pepa, julieta, camilo, dolores, luisa, isabela, mirabel, antonio and bruno are nearly defeated in a battle with a bad guy, but before they can give out the final blow, this giant as hell robot flies in and defeats the bad guy. everyone is completely clueless on who it is until the middle opens up revealed flipping abuela alma sitting in a chair controlling the robot. she only comes into the battle if her entire family is defeated, which is pretty rare
sorry about my ramble, ive had this in my mind for 2 weeks now
what do you guys think, what do you think theyre outfits would look like and what their weapons would be? (honestly i would love you guys’s opinions on this)
#encanto#big hero 6#when i typed this on discord i accidentally forgot about dolores and ive felt terrible ever since#ive also been thinking of situations they would be in too#i may be imagined them in the car chase scene too#abuela#dolores#camilo#antonio#pepa#julieta#bruno#felix#agustin#mirabel#alma#isabela#luisa#encanto abuela alma#encanto isabela#encanto mirabel#encanto luisa#encanto camilo#encanto dolores#encanto agustin#encanto julieta#encanto felix#encanto pepa#encanto bruno#i havent slept in days
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The polls are almost over (at the time of posting) and it doesn’t look like the results are going to change now, so Honey Lemon (Big Hero 6) won Luisa’s poll and Moana (Moana) won Mirabel’s.
Now to talk about the relationships in Heartstopper AU.
Pre-established (as in before the start of the AU’s plot):
Dolores and Mariano
Camilo and Ignacio (OC - he’s basically Ben)
Established during the AU:
Camilo and Marco
Isabela and Lili
Luisa and Honey Lemon
Mirabel and Moana
Anyways, you can now send asks in relation to them and their relationships. I might post a few incorrect quotes for them to show off their dynamics a bit better.
#encanto#ask me anything#encanto heartstopper au#isabela madrigal#luisa madrigal#mirabel madrigal#dolores madrigal#camilo madrigal#marco osma#lili iglesias#mariano guzmán#honey lemon#moana waialiki#camilo x marco#isabela x lili#dolores x mariano#luisa x honey lemon
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Can we get more Luisa smut? (my favorite one u wrote was when she went to get a massage)
You absolutely can! Let's see what I can give my lesbians today!
(Next time ill do some Luisa with a guy, i just kinda feel like i don't feed the lesbians enough)
(Also thank you, I AM kinda proud of that one)
"Luisa! You didn't have to, really!"
"No no, it's cool, I do it all the time!"
Luisa had been making friends outside of the Encanto ever since it opened up. In this case, as she moved one cow from one pen to another, she was making friends with Mr. Daire's daughter, Annabelle. She was a pretty lady. A bit short, pink little lips, cute cheeks, little pigtails. She was short too, with...well, there was nothing wrong with THINKING these things right? She had a large chest. Like. Really large, it was kinda hard to ignore it. Suffice to say Luisa found her adorable. Not that she'd say anything, obviously. It was his daughter. Even if they were the same age. Even if she wasn't married or that she really liked her.
She smiled as Luisa put the last cow in the pen with a huff.
"Well, thank you, then. I'd move them myself, but they're mighty heavy, and stubborn as stubborn could get."
"Hey, they're nothing on donkey's, lemme tell you."
Luisa chuckled as she closed the pen, and looked towards the horizon. Sun would be setting soon, she should go home.
"Well, that's done. I should be heading back-"
"Wait! If it's uh, not too much trouble, could you stay? This is the first time I've been home alone, and Papa isn't back yet. Just so I can feel safe? Please?"
Luisa shouldn't be left alone with such a pretty, helpless lady. She wasn't a deviant or anything, but looking at those begging eyes gave her...thoughts. But, never wanting to disappoint people, she nodded.
"Alright, just till he gets back-"
"Perfect! I can give you a snack while I'm at it, for all the hard work you've done!"
She'd never been in their house, come to think of it. It was nice, if a bit different than what she was used to. Apparently owning a dairy farm put you in good standing. Go figure. Annabelle had her sit down at the table, before giving her some snacks. Bread with butter and jams, some muffins, sliced cheese, and of course, a cup of milk. Luisa hesitated.
"This is all super nice, but I'd hate to eat you out of house and home-"
"No no! You sit at the table, you eat properly on it. Please, go on."
Luisa shrugged, before helping herself. Everything was fresh, delicious, as one would expect.
"Mmmph- it's all REALLY good. You make all of this?"
"Mmhm! Even the cheese. Papa says a woman should know how to make proper cheese. Namely for a husband. Even though I can't say I wanna GET married..."
The frown on her face could melt the coldest of hearts. Luisa put down the food, and reached out to hold her little hand.
"Hey. I'm sorry you got that pressure on you. Really I do. I get what it's like. But just know, he shouldn't make you feel like you have to. No one should."
She smiled, bringing her hand up to her lips, and kissing it. Her lips were so small and soft, she couldn't stand it.
"You're so kind Luisa. I wanna get married to someone like you one day."
She knew her face erupted in blush, she could feel it, and even hear it in her awkward chuckle.
"No, you don't mean that-"
"Oh but I do!"
Annabelle scooted closer to put her hand on her bicep, letting her hands wander and admire.
"I'd wanna marry someone kind like you. Someone strong, and sweet, and...pretty."
Don't ask how it happened. Don't ask how this little lady was suddenly standing there, hands on her muscles, with her eyes looking longingly into hers. And definitely don't ask how she leaned in to kiss her. Don't ask how such a pretty lady ended up on her lap, and certainly don't ask how Luisa's hands ended up on her pretty little thighs.
"I...really shouldn't be doing this here-"
"You could take me upstairs?"
Thats not at all what she meant. But who was she to say no? She carried her effortlessly up the steps, into her room, and almost yelped when Annabelle yanked her into bed with her. She crawled onto Luisa's lap, her voice sweet as cream as she helped Luisa peel off her clothes.
"You're so pretty, Luisa. I always looked at you through my window when papa had you help in the fields. You look so good in my bed."
Despite the size difference, Annabelle made it VERY clear that she wanted to take the reins. Not that Luisa minded, she liked being pampered, thruth be told.
"I didn't uh, know you felt that way about me. Kinda wish I knew earlier."
"So we could've been doing this sooner?"
She giggled, leaning in for a second to pepper her neck in little kisses. Luisa, ever the sensitive girl, squirmed under her touch, liking how she was being kissed, just a bit too much. Listen, Luisa had just the weakest spot for cute girls who admired her strength, could you blame her?
"I just, well I mean, sort of? Not that it's ALL I see when I see girls, obviously, I'm...I'm just rambling."
She felt her mouth clamp shut however, upon realizing they were both in their under clothes. She moved FAST for a seemingly innocent little lady.
"S'okay. I like your ramblin', and I like you."
She kissed her nose. Then her lips, then her chin, her neck, her chest, right between her breasts, before seeming to stop at her stomach. Annabelle just looked so cute, leaving lipstick marks in her wake and having her cute butt in the air. Luisa liked a lot of things about girls, and their ability to be so cute was one of many reasons. Her little hands softly parted her legs, and she let her little hands roam, in fascination.
"Your legs are so pretty. And so soft too..."
She sounded distracted as she started to kiss them. Lips leaving little streaks of pink in their wake, and Luisa had to force herself to keep them open.
"You uh, shouldn't talk like that. I mean it's sweet, and I like it, like a LOT-"
"But it's making you wet, isn't it?"
Luisa was starting to think she wasn't as innocent as she let off. But as her little hand rubbed her through her panties, she realized she didn’t care.
"Y-yeah. And then I'll...cum, and I make like, this really weird face when I cum-"
"I want to see it."
Luisa shouldn't be doing this. But she watched as she sat up, and stripped herself of her underwear. A cute amount of hair, and like the rest of her body, it was full, voluptuous. Luisa felt herself internally screaming as it was suddenly pressed up against her lips, and the legs wrapped around her face.
"I wanna see it from up here. From between my thighs. Please, Luisa. I know you like helping people, help me."
Annabelle leaned back a bit, reaching past Luisa's underwear, and starting to rub at her folds. Luisa couldn't help it anymore. Women just smelled so sweet and nice, all while still smelling like sweat and nerves. Luisa clung to her thighs, and started to lick and suck at the pussy presented to her. Shit, she even tasted good, borderline indulgent. Annabelle squirmed above her, moving her hips a bit to push her towards her.
"Oh...Luisa. You're so good to me. You're so pretty and nice and special to me. You're the only one I've wanted to touch me like this. I feel so safe with you. So cared for..."
Luisa wasn't just getting wet from her fingers, she was getting it from the compliments and the praise. Luisa didn't get compliments often. Least, not like these. Usually it's just about her being strong or helpful. But no. Here, she was pretty, and she was nice.
"And I wanna look at you all day. I wanna look at you, and hold your arm like I'm y-yours and I want to kiss you over and over and-oh fuck Luisa you're so good at this-!"
She was unraveling the poor thing. It wasn't Luisa's fault though. The juices that flowed onto her tongue shouldn't be so sweet. Her tongue exploring every inch of those pretty folds shouldn't have felt so good and felt so right. It even felt good, muffling her own moans in that pink little pussy.
"Luisa please, rub this spot too, I promise I'm getting closer!"
She guided Luisa's hand to her clit, and Luisa obeyed, rubbing it in little circles, and making her whine as if she was being too much for her. Annabelle had such a pretty face when it was this flustered. Luisa would've considered her innocent, had she not pulled up her bra to reveal her tits, with a giant smirk. Luisa felt herself getting closer, just from watching them bounce a bit with every movement. Consider her a cliché, but Luisa always did prefer bigger breasts. They just looked so lovely and comforting, like you could take a nap on them.
"Hold...still...imma drop you..."
Luisa muttered against her, making Annabelle whine even further.
"I c-can't, I've...never had this done before, and I want more. I've...always wanted pretty Luisa to eat my little pussy, I knew you had a pretty tongue Luisa, I knew it!"
Luisa should've been a pinch more gentle, but this girl was currently fingering the hell out of her own pussy, and she wanted to just cum for her already. She squeezed a bit into her skin, and ate her way right into her heart. She used her lips to suck on her already soaked clit, used her tongue to push inside of her and fuck her with it. Her walls were so tight, she knew it was all unexplored territory for the poor girl. It overwhelmed her so much, she put both her hands on the headboard, and started to buck against Luisa's face.
"Shit shit SHIT! Luisa, right there, please please please, I'm-!"
She didn't get to finish as she tossed her pretty head back, and came. She squeezed Luisa's face with her thighs, and now, Luisa could kinda see why people always asked that from HER. Annabelle was apparently so overwhelmed, she fell right over to the other side of the bed, flushed and panting. Luisa wiped the cum from her mouth with the back of her hand, chuckling.
"You happy?"
"I...I think I was seein' stars. You felt SO good...~"
Luisa chuckled, sitting up and about to get her clothes on, when Annabelle grabbed her hand.
"I'm sorry, you didn't finish. Do you...uhm...want to...?"
"Want to what?"
She watched as Annabelle rolled over to her, till she was laying on her chest, her own breasts against hers. She had such pretty eyes too.
"I don't know. What does LUISA want? You're so pretty and wonderful, I want what makes YOU feel good."
Luisa thought about it for a moment, before leaning in just a bit closer.
"I...I wanna kiss you. A lot. Kissing...really gets me wet."
Luisa wasn't the best at dirty talk, but from her smirk, something told her she didn't mind at all.
"Okay, I'll kiss you. I'll kiss the pretty lady till she feels so good, she can hardly stand it."
One kiss. Two. Three. Four. Five. All of them earnest, and tasting faintly of berries and cream. She wanted so much more. Wanted her tongue deep in her mouth and-
"Annabelle! Girl, where are you?!"
She suddenly jumped and stared at the door.
"Oh he's back he's back- quick, put your clothes on- Luisa is helping me move my dresser, papa! I lost something under there!"
"Well good! Thought you were messin' with some boy for a minute!"
Luisa got dressed quickly, and was about to head downstairs, when Annabelle took her hands in hers.
"He'd be mad if he found out about this."
"About you liking girls?"
"That you took my virginity. I was supposed to save it, but I...I REALLY like you. And next time you come over, I wanna do it again. I want to do a LOT of this again."
Luisa leaned down to kiss her lips, before nodding.
"You will. I promise."
Luisa didn't know how she made it home without losing her entire mind. But when she did make it home, she sat at the dining room table with her sister's (and tìo Bruno), and face planted onto the wooden surface. Isa frowned, tapping her sister's shoulder.
"Luisa? You okay?"
"Why are girls so H O T?!"
"No clue. But I thought you liked guys?"
"I like guys too-WHY IS EVERYONE HOT?!"
Bruno looked up from his sketch for only a second, before returning to his work.
"Global warming."
#not transformers#asks#encanto#lemon#am i sold on her being official for Luisa? no not really#but Luisa deserves to have flings if she wants
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Yamilet’s Birthday
My birthday fic for Yamilet Gonzalez! Also Yamibel. Remember that September 17th is Yamilet’s birthday! Enjoy!
“Luisa?” Isabela asked. “What’s up with Mirabel?”
Luisa shrugged. “Not sure. She refuses to tell me for some reason.”
“Because I wanted to spend time with her but she’s been locked in her room all day doing God knows what. What could she possibly be doing that’s taking up so much of her time?”
“I heard she’s knitting something.” Dolores walked in just then, leaving the kitchen with a circular tray of freshly-cut lemons.
“That’s nice,” Isabela said, turning towards her prima-hermana. “Knitting what?”
“No idea,” Dolores replied. “Hmm!” She shrugged cutely and walked away to Antonio’s room where they could eat the lemons together.
Isabela grumbled.
“Well, whatever it is, she’d better finish it up now,” she said, plomping herself down at the table.
It was then when Camilo came in, yawning as he sat down at the table. “Good morning girls,” he slurred as he virtually fell into the chair, almost ready to collapse into the table.
“It’s not even morning, Camilo,” Isabela pointed out. “It’s three in the afternoon.”
Camilo lifted his curly head, his glazed over eyes staring right through her. “Huh…oh…that early, huh…”
“Why are you so tired, Camilo?”
“I…was studying hard…”
“He snuck out to see Emiliana,” Luisa straight-up tattled.
Camilo didn’t even have enough energy to rage at Luisa. He fell asleep right then and there.
“I don’t even wanna know,” Isabela ignored. “What I do wanna know is why Mirabel is retreating from us into her room now.”
“Huh?” Camilo’s dizzy head raised up once more. “Don’t you know? It’s Yamilet’s birthday soon.” Then he snored.
And a lightbulb went off in Isabela’s head.
Yamilet. Of course.
Mirabel’s girlfriend.
Well then, in that case, Isabela would have to get her something too!
Mirabel continued sewing together the gift she was making for Yamilet. This was going to be a wonderful and amazing gift, and her girlfriend was going to love it!
A knock on the door could be heard. Pepa entered without even waiting for Mirabel to respond.
“Mi sobrina?” Pepa asked tenderly. “Is everything okay?”
“Yeah,” Mirabel said, too zoned in on her sewing.
“What are you making?” She asked.
“Oh, this? Well, it’s for my girlfriend, Yamilet, it’s a surprise.”
“I respect that!” Pepa gave a thumbs up. “Well, goodnight, sweetheart.”
“Good night, Tía,” Mirabel said without looking up. Pepa smiled and closed the door.
“You’re not sneaking out to see your girlfriend again, are you, Camilo?” Isabela asked as she helped a dizzy Camilo up the stairs.
“No,” Camilo murmured and yawned.
“Good, you better not be.” Isabela opened the door for him. “Have a nice sleep, chiquito.” She bent down and kissed him on the cheek.
“Goodnight Isabela,” Camilo said, kissing her on the cheek too. He wobbled over to his bed and threw himself down on it, closing his eyes instantly.
Isabela went to her room. She could not be happier that Mirabel had a girlfriend. She liked Yamilet a lot! Especially since she and her sister reminded Isabela of herself and her own girlfriend, Monika. She hoped that she could get Yamilet a birthday gift that she really liked.
💜
Mirabel happily skipped down the stairs and out of Casita, on her way to Yamilet’s house. “Morning Abuelo!” She greeted the painting of Alma’s deceased husband on the wall before exiting.
“Mirabel seems awfully happy today,” Julieta said.
“Agreed. When is she not chipper?” Pepa shrugged. “But I still wonder what got her in such a joyous mood.”
“It’s her girlfriend’s birthday,” Isabela explained.
Pepa’s eyes widened. “Today? Already? That’s awesome! Happy birthday to Yamilet!”
Dolores giggled. “I’ll make sure to tell her you said that, Mami,” she said, giving her mother a hug. Pepa hugged back.
Camilo raced out the door, shocking everyone in his path. “Mirabel! Wait up for mi!”
Mirabel was already well on her way to Yamilet’s house by the time Camilo made his way to her. Panting and running, he finally caught up as he almost tripped over his two clumsy feet.
“Hey, why didn’t you—“ he coughed profusely and Mirabel took a step back. “—wait? I have a present too!”
“She’s not your girlfriend, Camilo. Did you forget that?”
“Yeah, but I’m still her friend. And I would like to wish her a happy birthday, if you don’t mind not being so clingy and jealous.”
“Clingy and jealous?” Mirabel exclaimed. “You hated that guy you claimed was flirting with Emiliana last week! When he was just asking for help tending to the sheep!”
“Yeah but I kept it to myself,” Camilo explained. “I didn’t take it out on anyone like you’re doing to me right now.”
“Of course, because you know Emiliana’s not to be messed with.”
“Yeah. Anyway, I’m coming and there’s nothing you can do about it.”
“Whatever.” Mirabel huffed.
They got up to Yamilet’s house. “I can’t wait for our date,” Mirabel sighed wistfully to herself.
Camilo grunted. Mirabel seemed to be forgetting to do something. He knocked on the door since she clearly wouldn’t.
The door opened, and Yamilet answered with a smile.
Camilo waved. “Hey Yamil—“
“BABY!” Mirabel leaped at Yamilet and wrapped her in a hug, kissing her affectionately on the lips. Camilo sighed and rolled his eyes. Seriously? Now was not the time!
“H-how are you doing Mirabel?” Yamilet said. Although she was still working on it thanks to therapy, her stutter was slowly lessening, and Mirabel was pleased to see it.
“Better now that I’m with you, cariña,” Mirabel said with a smile. She linked arms with Yamilet and walked inside. “How’s my lovely beautiful birthday girl?”
“I’m good, and I’m so excited!” Yamilet asked. “Oh, and I-I hope you haven’t f-forgotten about the-the date we have today.”
“Oh, of course I haven’t mi belleza,” Mirabel cooed. “Trust me, once you see what I’ve had planned for you, you’ll be blown away! I’d never miss a chance to spoil my girlfriend!”
“Aww, you’re just the sweetest, aren’t you?” Yamilet giggled and teased. “This is why I l-love—“
“ARRRGH! OH MY GOSH CAN YOU STOP BEING SO LOVEY-DOVEY ALREADY?!” Camilo interrupted the happy couple. “Gosh, it’s making me sick. Save that shit for the actual date, please!” He made the begging motion with his hands.
Mirabel and Yamilet turned to look at Camilo with shocked “don’t you dare” eyes.
“Cami, are you t-talking to us?” Yamilet quizzed him.
“I think someone’s a tiny bit antsy,” Mirabel said, knowing the real reason Camilo didn’t get any sleep.
Camilo rubbed the back of his head with his hands. “I didn’t mean to…look, I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay,” Yamilet forgave. “Anyway, what gift do you have for me?”
Camilo took out the small gift paper-wrapped present and handed it to Yamilet. “Open it,” he said calmly with a smile.
Yamilet opened the gift. Inside was a little snow globe.
“And when you shake it,” he said, “look what happens!”
Yamilet shook the snow globe, and sure enough, “snow” started to fall inside it, making it look wonderful and magical.
“Wow!” Yamilet let go of Mirabel to wrap Camilo in a hug. “Thank you!”
“No problem!” Camilo said with a smile.
Yamilet turned to Mirabel. “Where’s your gift?”
“I’ll bring it to our date,” Mirabel replied with a smile.
Yamilet was happy to hear that! “This is why you’re the best girlfriend!”
“Nuh-uh,” Camilo said. “None of it.”
But Yamilet wasn’t listening as she embraced Mirabel affectionately and they two girls nuzzled noses.
“Ugh.” Camilo rolled his head to the sky.
After a while, the three of them left, Camilo going back to Casita, Mirabel and Yamilet going on their date.
“You’re gonna love it, trust me!” Mirabel said.
“Really, will I?” Yamilet said, smirking mischievously with half-lidded eyes.
“Of course you will!” Mirabel chirped. “You’ll be amazed, just like you saw a shooting star!”
“I can’t w-wait, then!” Yamilet said.
That’s when they ran into Isabela.
“Oh, Yamilet!” Isabela exclaimed. “Fancy seeing you here!” She took something out of her mochila and handed it to her. “Happy birthday! Any girlfriend of my sister’s is a friend of mine, so I wanted to give you a present. Enjoy!”
Yamilet took the carefully-wrapped gift and smiled. “Wow, thanks Isabela!”
“You’re welcome!” Isabela hugged Yamilet and sprinted away.
“Well that was awkward,” Mirabel said, watching her sister, who hadn’t even said a word to her, run off. “And unexpected.”
“Yup…in a good way, right?”
“Oh yeah, totally totally totally…come on, we have a date to enjoy!”
“Oh r-right!” Yamilet took Mirabel’s arm once more and they hurried off.
💜
“This is our date?” Yamilet said. “In the…woods?”
Mirabel smiled, putting a finger to her lips and shushing. “Yes, but we’re not there yet.”
She led her girlfriend to a secretive area surrounded by leaves and bushes. And when they pushed past it, Yamilet was surprised. There was an entire dinner with chairs set up, with two little candles in the center of the table. And there were flowers decorating the chairs and trees!
Yamilet pressed a hand to her heart, the tips of her lips reaching her ears as she gasped with glee! “You did all this for me?”
“I had help,” Mirabel said with a smile. “But yes.”
“Wow, thank you!” Yamilet hugged Mirabel giving her a kiss—again!—which made Mirabel blush.
“Oh, cariña,” Mirabel giggled.
“Awww, that’s so sweet,” Dolores told Camilo back at Casita. “She likes it!”
Camilo nodded. “I knew she would. She also liked my snow globe!”
“Now it’s time for phase two!” Dolores said with a grin.
Mirabel pulled open Yamilet’s seat for her, and both sat down to eat.
“Happy birthday, Yamilet!” Mirabel said with a smile.
Yamilet and Mirabel clinked glasses and drank there…well, obviously it was just fruit punch. Not anything alcoholic. But it was still a lovely and surprisingly sophisticated dinner for two teenagers.
“Why don’t you open the gift Isabela gave you?” Mirabel asked.
To be honest, Yamilet was going to wait until she got home, but she was itching to know what Isabela had gotten her. Not to mention that her girlfriend might be upset if her sister’s present was ignored.
“Oh, okay,” Yamilet complied, and Mirabel squealed.
Yamilet unwrapped the gift.
“It‘s…perfume.” Yamilet looked down at the two tall bottles of perfume.
“Yeah,” Mirabel said. “Don’t you like it?” She looked worried.
“I do!” Yamilet exclaimed. She opened them and sprayed them on her hand to get a whiff. One smelt like lilac, the other smelt like raspberries. Her favorite flower and fruit respectively.
Tears stung at the tips of Yamilet’s eyes. “I love it. Tell I-Isabela that I said thank you.”
Mirabel beamed. “I will.” She didn’t remind Yamilet that she had technically said thank you already.
“I don’t have any place to keep it though,” Yamilet sighed.
“Oh, it’s fine. You can give it to me. I’ll remember to give it back to you.” Mirabel said.
“Okay.” Yamilet gave her perfume to Mirabel, who put it in her mochila.
“Anyway, here’s my gift,” she said, pulling out a box that was under the table.
Yamilet opened it. She gasped. “You sewed this for me!”
“Yup!” Mirabel wiped fake sweat from her brow. “It took me forever.”
Yamilet put it on. “It’s so pretty!” She said, admiring her purple ruana. “Although, I kinda look like Camilo.”
“I hope that’s not an insult,” Mirabel giggled.
“Oh, it’s not, don’t worry,” she laughed ant sat back down. Mirabel smiled at her warmly as she sipped her juice. “Thank you,” Yamilet mouthed.
“You’re welcome, she mouthed back with a wink, and Yamilet blushed.
“So who helped you set all this up?” Yamilet asked, looking around in awe. “Because it truly is breathtaking.”
Mirabel giggled and blushed. “My cousin Dolores. She was really passionate about making sure that everything is perfect. I think that she’s rooting for us because she knows what it’s like to have her love be so out of reach.”
“That’s great!” Yamilet said. “I wish my cousins would help me out with these things. Instead, they simply annoy me and read my diary. One time my pri-primo poured milk down my back.”
“Really?” Mirabel gawked. “That’s hilarious!”
“And my prima placed roaches in my soup. Dead roaches!”
Mirabel cackled. “Make it stop!”
Yamilet found herself laughing as well. “It’s true!” She said, snickering. “My primos get up to a lot of silly stuff. But at the same time, I can’t live without them.”
“You know,” Mirabel said. “When I was younger, my primo Camilo was really obsessed with cats. Like really, REALLY obsessed with cats. He used to lick himself and refuse to bathe until Tía Pepa brought out the chanclata. And he kept pretending to take a ‘catnap’. But the weirdest part was when he came up to me while I was drawing and said he had a ‘present’ for me, which was a dead, bloody mouse.”
Yamilet screamed. “CAMILO did that? OUR CAMILO?!”
“Yes, our Camilo,” Mirabel replied. “But hey, we were seven at the time, so…” she shrugged.
“Did he kill the mouse himself?” Yamilet desperately asked.
“Honestly,” Mirabel threw up both hands and chuckled. “I don’t even wanna know.”
“Wow…” Yamilet snickered and shook her head. “I just…I c-can’t wait to make fun of him for th-that the next t-time I see him.”
“As his cousin, I fully condone it,” Mirabel said with a thumbs up. “That dead mouse scarred me for life. Tía Peoa gave him a chanclata and a stern talking to and forced the cat obsession out of him.”
“That’s a relief.” Yamilet sighed and looked up at the sky. “Hey,” she pointed out. “It’s a full moon tonight.”
Mirabel put down her fork and looked up. “Oh yeah, it is!”
“You know, once when I was little I told my mom I wanted to go to the moon,” Yamilet reminisced to her girlfriend.
“Aww, that’s so sweet. And what did she say?”
“She said, ‘if you dream it, it will become possible.’”
“That’s adorable,” Mirabel said.
Yamilet looked down at her food and continued eating her rice, when suddenly Mirabel screamed.
“AAAAAAHHHHH!”
“What is it?” Yamilet said in fear.
“J-J-J-Jaguar! It’s coming to eat us!!!” Mirabel hollered, pointing in the distance.
Yamilet looked over her shoulder in horror. Just as Mirabel had said that, a jaguar leaped out from behind the trees and roared at them with all its might.
Yamilet was utterly shaken. “C-couldn’t you have chosen a better hiding spot for our date, novia?” She exclaimed
“I-I’m sorry!” Mirabel yelped. “But I didn’t expect this to happen!”
The jaguar licked its lips, eyeing its delicacy, tragedy about to strike.
Yamilet burst into tears, she couldn’t take it anymore.
“That’s it!” Yamilet hollered. “I can’t stay! I’m leaving! Come on, Mirabel, why are you still sitting there like a log? We have to get out of here! I expected a romantic dinner, not to beCOME dinner!” She yanked Mirabel out of her seat as the girl looked at her weirdly, and ran for cover.
But she didn’t get far before another jaguar pounced in front of them from the other direction.
Parce.
“Is that Parce?” Mirabel said in shock.
Parce leapt gracefully over the girls and the table both before landing right in front of the other jaguar, who backed away in fear as Parce bore its fangs.
Parce lunged at the other large cat, and Yamilet was flabbergasted—and impressed—to see the two predators fighting.
Mirabel rushed to the table. “I can’t believe it!” She said, watching with a glimmer in her eye.
“They’re fighting!” Yamilet ran to stand beside Mirabel. “It’s a literal cat fight! Eeeek!” She shrieked with glee, and the two girls clutched each other in shock.
Parce and the other jaguar aggressively went at it, both beasts of the jungle clawing at each other and getting increasingly more fierce, until it became clear who was actually dominating the fierce battle.
The enemy jaguar roared in pain as Parce continued to successfully fend her off, Yamilet excitedly watching him tear her to pieces.
“YES!” Yamilet roared, pumping a fist as she jumped up and down with adrenaline. “Rip her apart! Finish her!”
Finally, the other jaguar collapsed to the ground, panting heavily as no more fight was left in her.
“HA! Not so t-t-tough anymore, are you, now?” Yamilet jumped up and down. “That was so fun!” She hugged Mirabel before running up to Parce and hugging him, petting him and stroking his head affectionately. “Who’s a good boy, who’s a good boy! You are! Yes you are!” She kissed Parce’s head, making him purr.
“I know right?” Mirabel agreed, joining in the hug Parce fest. Parce was happy to have two cute young girls snuggling with him.
“Parce, I-I didn’t know you had that in you! I mean, I did, because y-you’re a jaguar, but still, damn!” Yamilet tickled under Parce’s chin. Parce responded by licking Yamilet, and she giggled. “Oh, stop it!” She laughed.
“Are you ready to get back to dinner now that the threat had been neutralized?” Mirabel asked.
“O-of course!” Yamilet said, before looking down at the losing opponent. The poor thing was lying limply on the floor, with her eyes half-lidded and blinking slowly. “Poor baby…is she g-gonna die?”
“Nah, she’s just super tired from, you know, losing the fight,” Mirabel said. “Parce will take care of her.”
“I hope s-so,” Yamilet said. The other jaguar might be a savage that tried to eat them, but she still felt a little bit bad for her. Still, she sat down at the table with Mirabel.
Parce picked up the other jaguar in his mouth by the neck and started carrying her away. But when Yamilet wasn’t looking, the jaguar got up on her own and the two of them ran away.
They caught up to Antonio, who was watching the incident go on from afar.
Antonio climbed down from the tree and beamed, hugging both of his friends. “Congratulations! That was an awesome fight! And I could tell Yamilet liked it!” he said with a toothy grin. Parce and the other jaguar—named Amiga—nuzzled each other tenderly as they purred.
Antonio giggled. “That was fun. Anyway, it’s dinner time for you too, and I know y’all are hungry so…who wants snails?” He presented them with two handfuls of dead snails—which had died of natural causes, of course—and Parce and Amiga looked at them eagerly before digging in.
“I have another surprise,” Mirabel said, and Yamilet was instantly intrigued. Mirabel reached under the cloaked table and pulled out two small pink boxes. Inside them were cupcakes!
She looked lovingly up at Yamilet, who had stars in her eyes. “I know you had a birthday cake with your family already, but it’s the least I could do to make you feel special.” She opened Yamilet’s box before opening her own. “And I brought candles!”
Yamilet gasped, allowing Mirabel to place two candles in Yamilet’s cupcake and lighting them up.
“Each candle symbolizes eight years,” she explained. “And eight times two is sixteen.”
Yamilet’s hands were placed over her mouth as she gasped, tears spilling from her eyes. She was careful not to let them land on the candle or the cupcake frosting. This was too good to be true. She really did have the best girlfriend in all the world. And the best date as well.
“I-I…I don’t know what to say…”
“You don’t have to say anything, mi cielo,” Mirabel explained. “Go on, make a wish already!”
Yamilet closed her eyes and made a wish. I wish for Mirabel and I to be together forever, and to celebrate our birthdays until we are very, very old and grey.
Then she blew out the candles.
💜
“I’m home!” Mirabel announced the moment she locked the door.
Pepa was the first to run and give her a hug. “Mirabel! Are you hurt? Are you okay? You know it’s dangerous to go out at night!”
“I’m fine, Tía, I’m fine!” Mirabel chuckled awkwardly, gently brushing Pepa’s hand aside. “But thanks for worrying about me.”
Dolores and Camilo were at the dinner table.
“Buenas noches, Mira,” Dolores greeted her little cousin. “Did you enjoy your date? Did Yamilet have an excellent birthday?”
“Yes! And she sure did!” Mirabel squealed.
“Did she enjoy the…the-the…” Camilo snickered and his cheeks puffed up. “Did she enjoy the JAGUAR FIGHT?!” He wheezed before exploding into hysterics as he collapsed out of his seat, rolling on the floor and laughing as his face turned red. Meanwhile, Antonio snuck into his bedroom with the help of some birds. If Pepa was worried about Mirabel, as a teenager, being out late at night with no adult supervision, imagine how fearful and rainy she’d be for Antonio’s safety as a five-year-old!
“Yep,” Mirabel said. “Oh, Dolores, you should have seen her face! She enjoyed it thoroughly! I don’t think I’ve ever seen her happier!”
“That’s great! And what about the cupcakes? Did you give her those?”
“I had one and she had one. They tasted good. And—“ she glared at Camilo, who was still laughing over her trying to narrate the events of the evening. “Much better than a dead mouse.” Camilo looked at her with downtrodden eyes, as Mirabel raised an eyebrow. Camilo bowed his head and left the room.
“And I even lit the birthday candles for her. Isn’t that awesome?”
“Of course it’s awesome!” Dolores agreed, a glimmer in her eye. “I am glad you both had fun, Mirabel. I couldn’t not help you as you were the one who helped me get with Mariano and supported me every step of the way.”
Mirabel ran to give her a hug.
“Yeah, and I couldn’t not give her a gift either,” Isabela added as she came down the stairs. “She’s such a nice girl and also has a vicious streak. You couldn’t ask for a better girlfriend, Mira!”
“I know!” Mirabel squealed. “She said she liked the perfumes, by the way!”
“Oh, really? That’s awesome! I can’t wait for her to try them…wait, Mira, why do you look so suspicious?”
Shame clouded Mirabel’s face as she suddenly remembered something. With dread evident in her eyes, she looked in horror down at the mochila she carried around her shoulder. Opening it gingerly, her breath hitched in her throat.
The perfumes were still in there.
“Oh, umm, Isa…”
She looked back up at Isa. And regretted it. Because in Isabela’s eyes were pure, unadulterated, fiery rage.
Mirabel gulped.
“You didn’t give her the presents.”
“H-hey I can explain—“
“YOU DIDN’T GIVE HER THE PRESENTS! HOW COULD YOU?! I AM GOING TO KILL YOU NOW!!!”
Dolores backed away. “I think now is a good time to run. Hm!” She walked calmly up the stairs.
Mirabel took Dolores’ wise advice. She hightailed away from Isabela.
“WHY DIDN’T YOU GIVE HER THE PERFUMES, MIRABEL?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! HOW CAN YOU PLAN AN ENTIRE DATE FOR THE GIRL AND YET STILL MANAGE TO BE THIS FORGETFUL AND SCATTERBRAINED?! HUH?!”
Mirabel screamed as she ran throughout Casita, Isabela running after her.
Julieta walked down the stairs, yawning. “What is this nonsense? Girls, it is night. Stop causing so much commo—“
But Isabela wasn’t listening as she continued playing murder tag with Mirabel.
Realizing it was a lost cause, Julieta sighed. “Whatever. Don’t break anything. Night.”
“Goodnight Mami!” The girls replied, before Isabela continued her rage-motivated hunt.
THE END
#yamilet gonzalez#mirabel madrigal#encanto#fanfic#encanto fanfic#yamibel#oc#encanto ocs#black female ocs#isabela madrigal#dolores madrigal#camilo madrigal#birthdays#encanto birthdays#fluff#bisexual#mirabel madrigal is bisexual#femslash#f/f#what else can i queue
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Alright, here is the first introduction to one of my all-time favorite crossover ships.
When I first saw Luisa, she immediately became my favorite character. And I couldn't help but think of one guy who would absolutely be a perfect match for her. Yes, I'm talking about Wasabi!
I'm a huge fan of BH6 the movie and BH6 the series. Honestly, Wasabi and Honey Lemon are my two absolute favorite characters!
*Clears throat* Let me get back to my point: Luisa and Wasabi complement each other in so many ways that I'll have to explain in another post! (I love them so much!!) X3
I don't know who the owner of this couple meme is. I just found it on meme generator, so if one of you guys knows, please tell me so I can give credit.
I call them Luisabi~
@frie-ice ;3
🚫 IF YOU DO NOT LIKE THIS SHIP, PLEASE DON’T COMMENT 🚫
🚫 PLEASE DO NOT STEAL OR REPOST MY EDITS 🚫
#big hero 6#bh6#bh6 the series#bh6 wasabi#wasabi no ginger#wasabi bh6#encanto#encanto luisa#luisa madrigal#luisa encanto#crossover ship#disney crossover#my otp forever#i ship these two so much#i love them#new edit#ship edit#luisabi#ship name: luisabi
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