#still figuring out how to draw camilo
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WAIT, don't answer the other ask. I didn't notice I didn't paste other parts of the story.
So, Twins of Mischief au, fully pasted
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Casita had been planning this for weeks now, well…they’ve been wanting a child of their own since Isabela was born but they figured now was the time to do it. Her favorite child of the madrigal grandchildren is Mirabel. Sure, they love the others too, but Mirabel had that spark, that kindness, and that spunk they didn’t have.
The candle, Casita’s Papa, told Casi that Mirabel was not getting a gift because she was the next candle holder. Casita thought that was fine but…was he going to let Alma know this somehow? The candle said Alma should Automatically now, “she’s a smart woman after all.”
Time skip to after Mirabel’s ceremony…yeah Alma is a “smart woman” alright.
Casi couldn’t understand why Mirabel was being treated this way, she didn’t ask to be the candle holder. The girl went from being loved, to getting affection and care, to be neglected and ignored. That darn candle didn’t make things any better “things will become clear in time,” they said. “They have to just see how special she is,” they said.
It’s been a year and things have taken a turn for the worst for the poor girl. Her whole family doesn’t have time for her anymore sense Alma piled on more work for them to do to “re-earn the miracle.”
The only person who is there for her is Bruno but that man can only do so much. For some reason people still want visions from him, so there are times he has to put her out because of that. The visions aren’t long but those visions just remind Mirabel that she doesn’t have a gift. The people coming by and giving odd looks doesn’t help.
So Casi took matters into their own hands, they remembered how Camilo and Mirabel used to call each other ‘twins’...so why not give her an actual twin? Mirabel doesn’t have to be alone anymore and Casi gets her own child. Now today, on Mirabel’s 6th birthday things will become a little bit better and…mischievous!
Casi did all this behind her papa’s..back? Wick?...She didn’t let her papa know what they were doing. Yeah she may get scolded about it but she doesn’t care, by technicality Casita is 44 years old just like her siblings.
Mirabel sitting alone in her room today, Julieta baked her a cake but unfortunately couldn’t be there at the moment. It was only the afternoon and Mira knows she can’t be there. But she just hoped her mama or…anyone would be there.
Tio Bruno and her father were but they understood that she wanted to be alone today. And they are both very aware of the surprise she’ll be getting, and they need to decorate for the new member of the family AND Mirabel.
She didn’t finish her cake, she didn’t have the energy for it. So Mira just laid down on her bed, scrunched into a ball, and cried. Why didn’t she get a gift? Is she not that important? Did she not deserve it?
These questions ran through her little head as the tears ran down her cheeks. Her door swung open and the ceremony clock was pushed in and began ringing. Mirabel turned over and sat up, she thought this was some cruel joke Casita was pulling.
“Cas..Casi…what are you doing?” Mirabel whined, covering her ears and looked away from the clock as more tears fell down. Her bed jumped and jostled enough for her to get off, Casita then moved her out of the room and closed the door.
“Casi?”
Her door shined brightly, she had to cover her eyes to not get blinded. The shine left and there’s writing on the door. “Mirabel and Miguel” was etched on the door and there stood Mirabel and a boy. The door had to be a little bigger to fit both of them on it but the door was beautiful nonetheless.
Mirabel read the writing on the door and examined the boy holding her hand in the drawing.
“Miguel?” Mirabel said in confusion, the door then opened and what-who stood there was the boy in question.
Miguel POV
“Mirabel!!!” I lept onto my melliza and squeezed her tightly. Mama had told me so much about her.
“Mama had told me so much about you!!” I cheered. “This is so great, we can do so much cool stuff now, we can draw, we can paint together, we…we can do whatever we want now”
I look at her and she’s…not smiling. Why isn’t she smiling? Is she not happy? Did I do something wrong?
“What?” she asked, she looks rather shocked and…scared? Oh no, did I scare her?
“I’m…I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you…I was just so happy to see you, you're my melliza…aren’t you?” I ask, mama told me that she’s my twin but…I’m not so sure anymore.
“Twin…brother?”
“Yeah…mama made me so we can play together…do you want to play?”
Mirabel looked to the..right? Left? I can’t tell my left from my right. I can see she thinks for a moment and then looks at me.
Huh? Wait, she's hugging me? Oh she’s hugging me! She must understand now! I hug her back and…is she crying.
“I’m…ok….I’m much better now” Mirabel says, I hear her hiccup and feel her hug me tighter. Why is she sad? She says she feels better but it doesn’t sound like it.
“You said mama made you?” she asks me
“Si.mama,” I point up to mama to show her
END OF POV
Mirabel connects the dots and realizes Casita made him, they made him just for her? Her own twin brother?
“Do you have a gift?” she asks, kind of hoping he says no.
“Nope, I have no gift just like you but that’s ok though that just means we’re more special then everybody else” he says puffing out his chest proudly.
Huh, she’s never thought about it like that. Sure her parents and tio bruno have said it a lot but it never really registered.
“I’m special?” Mirabel said out loud, she didn’t realize that until he replied
“Yeah..why wouldn’t you be?” He asks with concern in his expression.
Before Mirabel gets to answer, Tio Bruno and Agustin walk up to them and intervene in the conversation.
“Hey…um wow…you are real…Mirabel’s little twin huh?” Bruno taps on Casita’s railing, earning a response with the tiles clicking around them.
‘Well of course, I’ve always wanted a child and Mirabel needed someone…and camilo used to be her quote on quote “twin”, it’s a win-win situation isn’t it?’Casita said by clicking the tiles.
‘And sense it’s her birthday I-’
“*Gaaaaaasp* I forgot it’s your birthday I…well um…I don’t have any presents but I can sing you happy birthday if you want!” Miguel volunteered, before Mirabel could say anything he started singing an out of tune “happy birthday” to her. It was horrible but it made Mirabel, Bruno, and Casita giggle a bit.
“Hey it’s your birthday too little man” Bruno chimed in after the…performance.
“I know but I don’t want to take her attention away” Miguel replies
“um..It’s I can share a birthday with you” Mirabel tells him, she grabs his hand and leads him downstairs.
“Come on, I think mama made us a birthday cake!”
“*Gasp* you made a cake mama?” Miguel asks, looking around for Casita to answer. This was going to get confusing very quickly.
“um…never mind I hope you like Aborrajado”
Bruno followed the two downstairs and smiled once he noticed Mirabel looking around at the decorations in the kitchen and on some of the walls. Once in the kitchen he helped the two into the chairs and cut two slices of cake for both of them. Miguel cut into it with a fork and ate what was on it, once he tasted it it’s like his eyes should have shown fireworks going off in them.
“This is so good!” the boy beamed, the cake in his mouth made him sound a little weird but it was cute.
‘Mijo I know you're excited but don’t talk with your mouth full, swallow first’
Miguel swallowed his food and apologized but went on to tell her how good the cake was.
“Thanks for making it mama” He said as he stuffed more cake into his mouth.
‘Aye olvidé explicar esto, I didn’t make it mijo Mirabel’s mama did, you call her tia julieta’
“Oooooh ok…why isn’t she here?” Miguel asked and looked around for her.
The air became tense, Mirabel didn’t feel like explaining because she was now reminded of why her mother isn’t home. Tio Bruno wasn’t sure if he was the one to be explaining it and neither was Casita. It was up to Agustin to tell the reason
“Well hijo tia julieta is very busy with helping the town but she’ll be back later” He explained with a soft voice
“Then why is prima luisa or prima isabela here? Or primo milo or prima lolo? Or tia pepa and tio felix? Don’t they care?” Miguel asked, clearly not liking what he’s being told and what he’s realizing,
“....they do, they just have a really demanding day but they’ll be here, I promise” Agustin replied, hoping what he’s saying is getting through to the boy. He kind of wondered why they weren’t here, couldn’t Alma give them a day off on her birthday? On any of their birthdays?
“Hmmm ok…me and Mira can have fun until then, come on Mira let’s have fun” the boy smiled, getting off his chair and grabbing Mira’s hand.
“What do you want to do today?” Miguel asked
Mirabel truly didn’t know how to answer that question, she didn’t plan to do anything today. Then she thought more…before and on Camilo’s birthday, he played pranks on everyone in the family. He spared her but she wasn’t sure if that was out of pity or because he didn’t want to be around her. Nonetheless it was funny, it was harmless pranks but they were funny nonetheless.
And she deserves payback for ignoring her for a YEAR and for not being here on her birthday.
“How about we do some pranks?” Mirabel asked with a mischievous grin.
“What’s a prank” Miguel asked
‘Oh no’ Casita thought to herself, Camilo was bad enough they didn’t need three pranksters in the family.
“A prank is like playing a funny trick on someone, my primo milo does it all the time” she explained
“Ooooh ok let’s do that!” he agreed
“What do you have in mind mija?” Agustin asked
“Hmmm….”
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“Where did he come from?” Alma asked, cupping the boys face in every direction to see if he was real
“Casita made him,” Mirabel replied
‘Si he’s me baby’ casita added
“Why does he look like her?” Camilo asked, looking a little upset as he crossed his arms.
‘Well I figured Mirabel needed someone to relate to and I always wanted a child, the twin part was because I thought it would be adorable’ she said, she didn’t want to tell the real reason why because Camilo and Miguel would be upset at the response.
“Does he have a gift?” Alma asked, Casita blew a raspberry with the curtains in the kitchens at the question.
‘No, no he does not. He doesn’t need one just like Mirabel.’
“That means I and Mirbal are more special” Miguel added
Casita wasn’t sure as to why the candle wasn’t saying anything but they figured he’ll start talking later.
“You knew about this, Agustin? Bruno?” Alma asked, her tone stern
“Si…mama but since it was Mirabel’s birthday um-”
“We let it be a surprise for her,” Agustin interrupted, noticing Bruno was getting scared.
“Casita, you should have consulted me first on this!” Alma censured
‘Consulted you? Alma whether you acknowledge this or not I am 44 YEARS OLD I do as I please, did you need pepa or julieta to consult with you when they had their children?’
“They have a point mama, I’ve never really thought about it but..it’s true, she was born on the exact day we were, she aged just like us” Bruno added, realizing more and more how he and his sisters aren’t triplets, their quadruplets, with casita being one of them.
Everybody, sans alma, nodded at that realization.
“Well…*sigh* I guess I’ll have to make an announcement tomorrow” Alma accepted, rubbing the bridge of her nose with her fingers.
‘I don’t see the need for it but fine’
“You don’t see…Casita you brought a child into this world without telling anyone…if I don’t tell the village what happened rumors are going to spread once the boy is seen around” Alma told off.
“...Well today is the twins' birthday. Can we not have this discussion tomorrow?” Agustin asked, trying to cut the thick ice in the room.
“Very well” Alma agreed
Everyone was chatting about their day, mostly Casita, julieta, Agustin, Mirabel, and Miguel were the ones talking. The rest of the family was only listening.
“What did you two do all day?” Julie asked
Neither twin, Agustin, or Bruno could say what they were doing all day. It was a surprise for each of them, well everyone besides luisa and Julieta.
“We…” Miguel started..looking at his co-father and tio for an answer.
“We made some paintings and some others ones for the family” Mirabel answered, some of what she said was true.
“Oh..ok” Julieta replied, not expecting that answer. She felt the boy was hiding something but didn’t want to assume the worst of the boy, he just got here after all.
“We left them in your rooms” She added, which is also true.
“So…where are the gifts?” Miguel asked, trying to change the subject and he really wondered where they were since he didn’t see anything that looked gift related in their rooms.
“G…gifts?” Julieta covered her mouth, realizing that she only made Mirabel a cake. Which is a gift in itself but..still.
The dining room fell silent, not one gift from any of them. Bruno and Agustin had already given theres, Agustin gave her a new dress that he made and Bruno gave her a necklace with a heart that had the letter M on it. Even Alma looked guilty, she didn’t want to show it but she didn’t. Miguel didn’t understand, It’s her birthday isn’t it? He gets that it’s his birthday too now but it was her’s first for half the day before he got here.
“....you didn’t get her gifts?” Miguel finally realized it, they don’t care about her birthday…
“Why didn’t you get her any gifts?” the boy was getting angry now, if anyone deserves a gift on their birthday it’s Mirabel, so why doesn’t she have any?
“It’s ok Miguel, I don’t mind” Mirabel comforted, putting her hand on his shoulder.
“No it’s not ok, you deserve every gift in the world, why doesn’t she have any gifts?” the boy barked, dolores wincing for the sudden intrusion on her ears.
“We forgot, We didn’t mean to” Dolores said, covering her ears
“.....how do you forget a birthday?” Miguel asked, he seemed more sad then angry but that rage was still there.
The remainder of dinner was quiet and,,,rainy. After everyone was finished eating everyone went to their room and got a special surprise.
Pepa got water dumped on her head, Isabela got slime all over her, Dolores got pie in the face, Felix got a (fake)spider under the covers, Alma's slippers were glued to the floor, and camilo got toothpaste with invisible ink.
“CAMILOOOOOOO” rang through the house
Casita, Bruno, Agustin, Julieta, Mirabel, and Miguel never laughed so hard in their lives, this is Miguel's first day living but you get it.
‘Kids go check out your room before the witch Alma gets you’
The twins go over to the nursery, Casi opens the door for them and waits for Mirabel’s reaction. The girl steps into her room and sees…well she can’t really describe it. It was like a jungle but different. The walls and cushion-like furniture looked fuzzy and were various different colors. The trees and vines looked as if they were made of yarn and fluffy wool. Colorful paper mâché butterflies flutter about the place. Everything looks so cozy and warm.
What they're room looks like
(It's kind of like a fusion of this
and this
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You could see there was something below the sitting area and the beds, but you had to get closer to see it.
“Tia Casi…you did this?” Mirabel asked, a lump in her throat showed itself as she tried to swallow quickly. Tears began to stream down her face once more.
‘I think our darling candle did it, you should thank him!’
Outside the room the candle sparked and flickered when it was mentioned
‘They say it’s a little present for everything that has happened, hija, happy birthday.’
It took a moment for Mirabel to really process what she was seeing right now. Thick tears ran down her cheeks ever so slowly but quickly. She got down on her knees and cried, Miguel running over to give her a tight hug.
“Don’t cry mira, maybe the candle can give you a new room” Miguel consoled
“*sniff* no…this one is perfect, I love it so much I’m so happy” mirabel smiled as tears ran down her face
“Then why are you crying”
Mirabel got off her knees and held Miguel's hand in hers, “this is better then what I could have ever wanted. I just cry a lot but I’m happy believe me”
Mira let go of Miguel's hand and began to look around the new room, below everything was like the in the picture books she had. But instead of the water being a pink color the water was blue with rainbow swirls in it.
(Kind of like this
Mixed with this
Mirabel took the stairs to get down to it, Miguel following close behind. Mira picks up some of the water in her hand and pushes it up into the air. She does it again and again until she ends up getting in the water and starting a splash fight with her new twin brother.
After a few minutes of that the two get tired and Casi notices this
‘Alright you too, get cleaned up, brush your teeth, and get to bed. It’s almost passed your bedtime’
“But mama we’re not tired” said the very sleepy Miguel
‘NOW, don’t make me tell you again’
“Fine” the twins said in unison
‘Aw acting like twins already’
After they get cleaned up, they go up to their own respective beds. They were very far apart, Miguel’s bed being somewhat on the other side of the room. He didn’t like it but coincidentally his bed moved over to hers. The beds were extremely comfy, soft, and warm like a mothers hug.
‘Good night you two, I’ll be sleeping as well since I brought a child into this world so if you need anything please talk to your parents Mibelita, same for you miguelito, go ask her parents or tio bruno. Happy birthday to you both’
“Good night, Tia Casi”
“Good night mami!”
‘Good night, Nino’s, sweet dreams’
HOT DIGGITY DOG THEY'RE FINALLY HAPPY❓❗❓❗ I ain't gone hold you I prefer there dawgs 😭 so radical. Let them be happy, let the family be nice. Shoutout to Casita, she really gave Mirabel a friend (not me tho. Me and my twin always beefing 💀)
As for the pranks. ME? Personally...I would never let that slide 🤨 but that's just me tho
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Mirabel's Super Secret Adventure
Movie AU
Chapter Preview: As the thought solidified in her mind, she heard a crackle, and the ground shifted beneath her feet. When she looked down, a crack had formed.
She stared at it.
Oh.
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6. Drawing a Blank
Mirabel spent the rest of the afternoon trying to figure out how to get Isabela to confess whatever secret she was hiding so she could tell her sister she loved her even if she was weird, and spoiled, and kinda stupid sometimes.
She thought about pursuing the mystery of the cracks some more, but she figured this thing with Isabela was more important. Besides, maybe if she spent more time around Isabela, she’d see more cracks and get another lead. She wasn’t abandoning her secret adventure, she was just waiting for new information.
Knocking on Isabela’s door didn’t make her magically appear, so Mirabel paced around the nursery a little, then laid down and stared at the ceiling. She dozed a bit, but woke herself up with thoughts of Isabela.
Mirabel rolled onto her side and stared at the empty bed that had previously held Antonio.
Nice as it was to have her own room again, she already missed her little buddy.
She stood, stretched, and left the nursery in search of Antonio. The natural place to start was his new room, and sure enough, when she knocked on the door she heard her own father invite her in.
Schooling in Encanto was getting increasingly complicated. They didn’t have formal teachers for anyone who wasn’t between the ages of six and thirteen, but they did have a fair number of people who knew enough about science, literature, history, or math to teach it. Mirabel, Camilo, and Amada were still technically in school, but that mostly just meant they were given weekly homework assignments and had the option to ask their “teachers” for help.
For anyone younger than six, people generally just taught their own kids. In the Madrigal family, Tío Bruno handled the alphabet and basic spelling, Tío Félix handled general things like the names of all the colors and reading a clock, and her Pá handled numbers and counting.
That’s what they were working on when Mirabel entered. Antonio was sitting on Agustín’s shoulders, concentrating on a family of capybaras.
“So, there’s more than four, what number comes after four?”
Antonio held up four fingers, then extended his thumb, he held his hand out for Agustín to see, “Cinco?”
“Sí! Bien!” Agustín wiggled himself so he could gently jostle Antonio, “Now, are there more than five capybaras?”
Antonio counted them off on his fingers, then shook his head, “No.”
“You’re right! Come on, let’s go count the birds next,” Antonio started walking, “hola Mira, anything I can help you with?”
“No, I was just missing my favorite primito,” Mirabel followed her father, wiggling her fingers up at Antonio.
He waved enthusiastically back, “We’re seeing how many animals are in my room!”
“Oh, wow, that’s a good idea. How many have you counted so far?”
“Um,” he looked at his hand, holding up all five fingers, then held up four fingers on his other hand, “this many?”
“And how many is that?”
“Nieve?”
“Ay, you’re so smart! Soon you’ll know more than Papá,” Mirabel enthused.
“True, then I’ll be out of a job,” Agustín joked.
“Your job is being a Tío,” Antonio said, leaning over Agustín’s head so he could look him in the eye.
“Oh? Is that right?”
“Mm-hm,” Antonio nodded, enthusiastically.
“I like that, that sounds like a great job,” he paused under a tree branch where a pair of toucans sat side by side, “Alright Tonito, how many?”
“Dos!”
“And that brings our total too?”
Antonio frowned as he ran out of fingers, “Umm…”
“Here, you can borrow some of my fingers,” Mirabel held up her hands, “how many do you need?”
“Just one for now,” Antonio put his hands next to Mirabel’s and stared at their collective fingers, then he whispered, “What comes after diez?”
“Once,” Mirabel whispered back.
“Once!” Antonio proudly repeated to Agustín.
“Very good,” he laughed, “nice use of teamwork.”
They started walking again in search of more birds, Mirabel taking the time to really look around the room now that it wasn’t filled with party goers. It was beautiful.
She felt a little pang of jealousy, despite her efforts to stamp it down. It was just-.
If Mirabel had gotten a room, she would want something light and airy like this. Maybe with giant spools of embroidery thread, and plenty of places for her to sit both with or without her family. She liked the mosaics in Luisa’s pool, and the garden in Isabela’s room, and the maze of caves in Tío Bruno’s room.
But she wasn’t going to get a room, because instead of that magic being used to give her a gift and her own room, it was stored away for a rainy day.
But, she was happy she had such an important job. She was proud of herself. Mirabel was fine.
She stopped walking.
Oh.
Mirabel was fine, Tía Pepa was fine, Isabela was fine, Dolores was fine, and Luisa was fine.
Or in other words, none of them were happy.
Mirabel wasn’t happy.
As the thought solidified in her mind, she heard a crackle, and the ground shifted beneath her feet. When she looked down, a crack had formed.
She stared at it.
Oh.
Her heart started beating in her ears. The cracks happened when they were unhappy. Whenever a crack appeared it was because a member of the family wasn’t ok.
How the hell was she supposed to fix that?!
Unhappiness happened! It was a part of life. Fine, ok, yes, if Mirabel was going to be honest with herself, she wasn’t happy that she was the miracle’s back up plan, she wasn’t happy she didn’t get her own room, and she definitely wasn’t happy being coddled the way Abuela always did.
But!
But she thought of the absolute trust in Antonio’s eyes as he held his hand out for her help, she thought of Octavia trying and failing to mold the earth into a statue of Mirabel after getting her gift, of Amada stomping her foot and demanding that Mirabel get the awesome gift she deserved. Mirabel thought about Tío Bruno saying how smart and mature she was, of Camilo risking Abuela’s ire to get Mirabel a day of freedom, even of the hug Isabela had given her earlier.
Mirabel wasn’t perfectly happy, but she was far from miserable. She was loved, she had people who cared about and supported her. No matter what else was going on in her life-.
The ground shifted again, and Mirabel looked down to see the crack was gone. The second part of the puzzle clicked into place.
The cracks appeared when they weren’t happy, but went away when they felt loved and supported.
So, why hadn’t the cracks in the wall gone away?
Dolores had said that the cracks used to open and close all the time, implying that it was only recently that the cracks had started sticking around. Why? What had changed?
“Miraboo?” her father called from somewhere beyond the bushes, reminding Mirabel where she was.
“Coming,” she called, racing towards her father’s voice, when she caught up with them she said, “sorry, sorry, I was just enjoying how pretty this place is.”
Antonio smiled proudly at that, and Mirabel was struck by how happy he always got whenever she complimented or praised him. Her opinion mattered to him. She mattered to him. It was something she already knew, but in light of her epiphany, it just fed her confusion.
Her thoughts still circled around the cracks even while she continued to help her Pá teach Antonio how to count. The Madrigals loved each other, a lot.
What sort of pain could be enough to overpower the love between them?
AN: I didn't want to spend too long letting Mirabel wonder how the cracks work, since we the audience already know, and instead have tried to make it believable that she would arrive at this conclusion without the house falling to pieces. Since everybody reading this already knows the major beats, this is more of a bomb under the table type story than a mystery.
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omg hi since fic rqs are open, can i request lee!camilo from encanto? the ler can be your choice^^ i’m excited to see what you come up with!
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summary: Camilo has the audacity to hide Mirabel's knitting materials and disguise himself as Isabella to avoid the consequences. And he would've gotten away with it, if only he hadn't made one small mistake.
an: sorry this took so long and i hope you see and like it anon, thank you sm for requesting smth!
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Of course it had only been a matter of time until Mirabel would discover her missing knitting materials, but Camilo had honestly hoped he would get some more than just twenty seconds to hide them. But no, of course luck just wasn’t on his side today. He gulped when he heard his cousin barge through her door upstairs and quickly hid his loot in one of the huge plant things Isabella had put all over the house, then he made his way to the living room, trying to figure out an escape plan.
His steps caused a loud echo and Camilo flicked his fingers against the wall. "Casita! Sht! You'll give me away!"
The wall's stones made a few click sounds, as if the house snickered, then the door flew open and a furious Mirabel Madrigal came storming into the room.
"Isa! Have you seen Camilo?!"
"No, I haven't." Camilo thanked all the gods there were that he had had the presence of mind to transform himself into someone else and throw himself onto the sofa, grabbing the nearest book. 'A Guide To Local Healing Plants'... whatever, this would do. "Can't you see I'm busy, Mira? Next time better think twice before barging into a room like that, people live here!"
"Jeesh, alright, I'm sorry. Tell me when you see him, okay?" Mirabel made her way towards the exit and Camilo allowed himself a celebratory cheer on the inside - then his cousin froze in her tracks and turned around, her eyes narrowed and hands on her hips in that wonderfully reproachful manner she must've picked up from Abuela. Without even realizing what exactly it was, Camilo knew that he had made a mistake and he felt a shiver run down his spine. His cheer had probably jinxed it.
“Actually, I don’t think we’re done here just yet.” An undeniable sense of nervosity arose in Camilo when Mirabel came over to stand in front of the sofa and stare him down. It took all of his nerve to not drop the annoyed facade of his oldest cousin. “Are you 100% sure that you’re Isa?”
“What the hell are you on about- of course I am!”
“Let me be a little more specific for you. Are you 100% sure that you are, inside and outside, my older sister Isabella Madrigal?”
“Listen, I don’t know about you, but I actually have something to do here, so I’d really appreciate it if you left me, Isabella, alone! Because yes, I am 100% sure!” Fairly pleased with his performance, Camilo returned his gaze to the book in his hands, only to be interrupted once more when Mirabel leaned forward and right into his personal space.
“The thing is just, I’m finding it very hard to believe you.” A truly terrifying smirk appeared on her face, making Camilo shiver. “There are only three people in this entire family who call me Mira, and rest assured, dear cousin, Isabella is not one of them.”
Camilo knew that this was probably the point at which he should just drop the act and confess, but when has Camilo Madrigal ever backed down from an acting challenge? “Can’t I even call my sister Mira when I feel like it?”
“Oh, you wanna play? Alright, we’ll play.” With that, Mirabel’s hands latched onto his sides, squeezing and drawing a surprised shriek from Camilo. Shit. “I promise you, you won’t be able to hold this mask for much longer! I know all of your tickle spots and we’ll just go through them, alright? Are we on the same page?”
Despite the giggles spilling out of his mouth, Camilo somehow still found the composure to get cocky with her. “Ihi dohon’t know how Cahamilo’s spots ahare gonnaha be ohof use for yohou! Ihi’m ohobviously nohot Cahamiloho!”
“Yet you’re laughing, even though Isa’s not that ticklish on her sides.”
Camilo was very much aware that Mirabel had the upper hand, but he was determined to not give her the satisfaction of exposing him just yet. “I aham Isahaha, stahahapt tahalkihing to mehe ahas if Ihi’m nahat hehere!”
“Sure… let’s go on to the next spot then. If I recall correctly, Isa is very ticklish riiiight… here!” Mirabel lifted her eyebrows at the burst of laughter that exploded from Camilo’s mouth. “Oha, seems like you’re too!”
“Behecahahahause Ihihi’m-”
“You’re not, stop pretending.” Mirabel grinned as she wiggled her fingers into the spaces between his ribs. (Why couldn’t his sensitivities and ticklishness also change when he put on a different exterior?! Isabella was not nearly half as ticklish as himself, everything would be so much easier!) “I can tell, because Isa is very ticklish there, but Camilo is veeery ticklish there. Just make this easier for both of us and show yourself!”
“Ihi dohon’t knowhow whahahat yohou’re tahahalkihing ahabout…”
“Oh, you will!” Mirabel’s grin turned wicked. “Let’s see… there’s one more spot we could go to.” Gosh, if that wasn’t unsettling. Camilo squawked when his cousin pushed him onto his back and straddled his hips, facing his legs. He couldn’t even kick properly in Isabella’s stupid dress! “Any last words, Camilo?”
“Y-you wihish!”
“Alright, that’s it.”
All of Camilo’s intentions to keep his act up as long as possible flew right out the window when Mirabel squeezed both of his knees at the same time. He didn’t even notice the transformation back into his own body; at this point he was shrieking at the top of his lungs, banging his fists on the couch and fighting for his bare survival.
“There you are!” Mirabel had turned around to grin down at him, all while not stopping her assault on his poor knees for one second. “I knew you were in there! Now, where did you put my knitting stuff?”
“IHI- I- GAHAHA MIHIRAHAHAHA!”
“Okay, okay.” She slowed down a little. “So?”
“Ihi- ihit’s in thahahat plahant ohover theheheAAAHAHA NAHAHA! IHI TAHAHALD YOHOU WEHEHERE IHI PUHUT IHIT- STAHAHAHAP!”
“Nah.” Mirabel gave him another little smirk before turning back to focus on his knees again. “I think you kinda deserve to go through this a little bit longer.”
#rey writes#tword fic#encanto#encanto (disney)#camilo madrigal#mirabel madrigal#ticklish!camilo#lee!camilo#ler!mirabel#isabella makes a guest appearance if you squint lol
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Hi Artsy. My most recent designs of Camilo/Cupidwing and Clara/Catseye:
I’ve been researching animal anatomy and made a few tweaks to my designs. Both twins are more animalistic than their parents and I wanted their designs to show that. So I tested their eyebrows and gave them larger lungs ( not seen because clothes). At this point the twins gave cut each other out of their respective lives (long story) hence why their clothes are different. One other big thing is that they both suffer from dissociative amnesia, meaning that they’ve purposely buried their memories of their time on Earth. So once they return the angst will begin.😜 Not sorry.
(PS: Clara/Catseye is Sunni Muslim. She picked it up from Suraya/Soundwave as a child and kept at it because it keeps her grounded and sane.)
(Second thing, I’ve driven myself insane thinking too much about the logistics of human religions and religious practices and how they interact with nonhuman beings. Just dealing with Clara/Catseye’s ear and a hijabi drove me insane. Still haven’t found a good solution, but I’m looking and will continue to try and figure it out/ read: drive myself insane.)
Oh YO they are looking good! Also oh no plot-mandated separation for these cuties ;;
Listen AS A MUSLIM I can tell you wearing (properly) AND DRAWING the Hijab is still a science I haven’t mastered 😂
As long as her neck is covered up, you’re good!
Cops here wear hijabs under their hats which are wound very close to their head so there’s no stray fabric anywhere , unsure if that’s a concept that might help?
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he wants to go home
#my art#encanto#encanto spoilers#disney encanto#i finally watched encanto last friday#i had a few gripes with it but idc i love these characters#camilo madrigal#dolores madrigal#mariano guzman#encanto mariano#still figuring out how to draw camilo#i think i almost got it#also dolores and mariano 🥺#i’ll draw the other family members soon i promise#pls dont repost
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MAKE IT REAL
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🍵- who'd have thought unrelatable romance novels can come to life?
🦋- [they/them for reader and he/him for camilo]
🍊(a/n) - yeah the writer's block is definitely kicking in as you can see,, also trying out to make a format for my fics hsgduhdj 🙇♀️ hope you all enjoy this thooo <3
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It was an idle day for the typical chaos duo, it was surprising of how "normal" they both were. They usually messed around the enclosed town filled with busy streets, making stunts everywhere they went. Y/n strided towards the lively home of their best friend with a romance book in hand, which happened to be one of her favourites entitled "A bedtime confession" (wink wink) they read it over and over again, it seemed like they weren't getting tired of it anytime soon. they loved how the protagonist professed their love for the other who seemed to be such an idiot as well and fell for them too, it sent butterflies in their stomach as they twirled around before entering casita who seemed to be lively more than usual.
They sauntered into the shape shifter's room with a smile wider than normal, laying down on the boy in yellow's bed “What's gotten you all.. smiley.?”
Camilo noticed how odd the other was, in a different trance per se.
“Ooohhhh nothing....” they answered with a tone in their voice, still looking through the pages of the novel they held. The chameleon glanced at them with an irked expression, taking the novel in a brisk motion and sighed at the book they read once more “again? Don't you have anything else to read? Something more.. i dont know? Interesting?” He spoke, reading the text on the book before shutting it close “mind your own novels, your taste in books suck.” they respond, eye rolling at their comment.
“they don't”
“yes they do.
“stop lying you read everything i give you.”
“i don't, the books suck. end of discussion.”
They let out a tired sigh before seeing his smug face once more in front of them, the expression that irritated the fuck out of them, yet it was also the face that made their heartstrings strum a delicate tenderful melody.
“I'm just a hopeless romance with a love for unreal and unrelatable romance novels, so leave me be.” they dramatically answer before twirling around to get the novel back from the boy in yellow.
He watched their figure amble around him, letting out a quiet chuckle “what's stopping you? want to make it real?” he remarks with a timid tone
They stop in their steps, surprised with the words that came out of his mouth
“what? C-could you maybe.. repeat what you said..?” they reply, just wanting to make sure they had heard right.
He cleared their throat, his face heating up with a tint of pink and red as they walked closer to them.
“I'm tired of hearing you say stuff about being a hopeless romantic.. tired of hearing you say you want this to happen to you as you giggle through the pages of the same book you read over and over again.. if you're looking for someone or a man who's hand you're willing to hold until your heart stops beating.. Please, look at me.” he ends, holding their hands in his.
Obviously the "man" part was a little exaggerated but other than that Y/n just had a dumbfounded look on their face, their face was glowing the same shade as the other had on. “Camilo.. my gaze never for a moment left you. Not even a second.”
they answer quietly enough for him to hear.
Camilo let out a breath through a light chuckle, before drawing them in closer with his hands securely in his waist, the tips of their noses touched due to the distance they shared. “may i?” he says before glancing at their lips, stopping to ask for the needed consent “you're more than welcome to-” they were cut off with his lips on theirs. And so was so, His lips which they've longed for ever since had finally connected with theirs. The kiss had felt magnetic and let out a tingly aura as they held eachother in either's arms, pulling away after a few seconds
“you've been my first and will be my only last, i think im in love with you.” he locks his gaze on them
“pfft- you think?” they answered playfully, twirling a curl of his hair around their finger
“Let me rephrase, I am most definitely in love with you mariposa.” 🦋
#disney encanto#camilo x reader#encanto fanfic#camilo madrigal#camilo encanto x reader#camilo madrigal x reader#encanto headcanons#encanto x reader
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Hi are you still doing requests? How about some angst with a happy ending one shot with Bruno (after becoming a dad with triplets of his own) being comforted by his s/o after being sad and overwhelmed at the thought that he spent so many years in hiding and alone when he couldve reunited with his family and have had one of his own all these years and how he wished he couldve had more time to make his loved ones happy etc 😭😭😭
WASTED TIME
Pairing: Bruno Madrigal x fem!reader
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It was an exceptionally nice day out. It wasn't too hot or humid, the sky a beautiful pristine shade of blue, a gentle breeze rustling through the jungle trees. It was the perfect day for children to be playing outside.
Almost the whole of familia Madrigal had taken up the opportunity, taking the day off to either play outside or relax and watch. There was a lovely garden behind Casita and a field large enough for the older kids (and young adults, if they wanted to) to play some football. They had a rather intense game going at the moment, with Mirabel, Isabela and Dolores on one team and Luisa, Camilo, and Mariano on the other. Sitting at a table under the shade of a large umbrella, most of the adults watched, cheering them on here and then and laughing at their own conversations.
The only adults not at the table were Bruno and Y/N, content to sit on the ground a bit away, watching the youngest children, Antonio and their own rambunctious triplets, a girl and two boys, play their own little made up game. Despite being five years older than the toddlers, Antonio always loved spending time with them.
And Bruno was happy, for a little bit. But, as is often the case, he started thinking too much, getting in his own head. As much as he just wanted to enjoy the moment, he couldn’t help but start regretting his past decisions.
Because he could’ve had this so much sooner, couldn’t he? If he had just … figured something else out, found some other way to protect Mirabel, anything but leaving for ten years. If he had never left Y/N’s side. There’s so much he should’ve done differently instead of running away.
Ten years. Ten years!
So much wasted time.
Y/N noticed as his body stiffened, but he didn’t notice, too lost in his own thoughts.
Thoughts of all those moments in the walls when he felt so overwhelmingly lonely, how he could’ve been with his family instead. Thoughts of all the tears he heard Y/N and his sisters and mother cry after he left, when he could have been there for them, making them laugh instead. All those years he could’ve stayed with his family, could’ve showed Y/N so much love, could’ve had kids and a family, could’ve had more time to spend with his children.
The regret and guilt and immense sense of waste weighed down on him, so immense and so much, it felt suffocating.
“Hey.” His thoughts came crashing to a halt when he heard the soft voice, a warm hand grasping his comfortingly. “What’s up, mi amor? What’s going through your head?”
She was looking at him with so much concern, her eyes so soft and warm, he could already feel himself relaxing. He huffed, burying his face in the crook of her neck where he could better feel her warmth and be comforted by her scent.
“I should never have left …” He mumbled into her skin. “All that time … I could’ve been doing this, could’ve been with you, but instead …” He shook his head.
She sighed, running a hand through his curls.
“I know, mi vida. But it does no good to dwell on things we can’t change.”
“I know.” He said with a sigh, pulling away from her and staring at the grass. “But … I can’t help it sometimes.”
“Mi precioso amor.” She said, her hand on his cheek, drawing his eyes back to her. “Whatever time you feel like you’ve wasted, you can always make up for just by being here now. With us.” She gestures to where the children were playing, each one a perfect little bundle of joy as they squealed and giggled. He couldn’t help but smile every time he looked at them, his chest bursting with love and pride.
“Hey kids!”
They froze at the sound of their mother’s voice, looking over to her with their bright eyes. Antonio looked curious as well, though he knew she wasn’t talking to him.
“Com give Papí hugs!”
The preceding squeals of delight sent all the adults at the table chuckling. The three toddlers happily ran over to their father, practically tackling him in their rush to give him the best hugs their little arms could manage. It made Bruno laugh, loud and warm and perfect, the sound of pure delight and joy. He did his best to wrap his arms around all three of his beautiful children. He smiled at Y/N, the biggest purest smile he could manage, dragging her into the hug as well, making the children giggled.
“Gracias, mi amor.” He murmured, pressing a kiss into her temple. She hummed happily, getting interrupted by the children before she could say anything.
“I want kisses!” Said Rosa, the only girl of the three, bouncing excitedly in her father’s lap. He chuckled, pressing a kiss into her forehead.
“Me too!” Said Angelo, doing his best to seem bigger than his sister. He gave him a kiss as well.
“You want one, too, Dante?”
The boy nodded, arms firmly latched around Bruno’s neck. He kissed the boy’s cheek.
“Alright, mis preciosos, go play.”
They all hopped off and ran away back to where Antonio was waiting, returning to their little game with a renewed vigor. Bruno couldn’t help the fond smile as he watched them play. Y/N sat close by his side, hand entwined with his.
And sure, he could’ve had this sooner, but at least he was here now.
#encanto#bruno madrigal#bruno encanto#bruno madrigal x reader#reader insert#encanto reader insert#bruno madrigal fem!reader#angst#fluff#bruno madrigal writings
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Camilo X Reader:
Tears 11
{Continuation of the oneshot.}
Summary: Camilo is told to apologize, and Casita whacks the boy for being mean.
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"Camilo Madrigal!", Pepa said angrily with her hands on her hips, the thunder cloud above her head crackling with lightning. "You will apologize to that child or so help me I'll-!"
"Pepa mí amor, you might zap yourself.", Félix comes over to his wife, placing a hand on her back and the other on her shoulder.
The red haired woman huffs and takes a deep breath, the cloud dispersing when she breathes out. The party was over and the family was finishing up putting away the last of the decorations. The towns people helped with cleaning up what they could before leaving.
"You will apologize tomorrow. I can't believe you tore up the drawing they made you.", the boy's mother says disappointed.
"It was a bad drawing.", Camilo says, only to get whacked by the door he was standing by. "It was! Don't hit me!"
Another cloud forms over Pepa's head and she taps her foot with her arms crossed.
"Fine, I'll apologize.", the curly haired boy grumbles.
The next day Casita moved the tiles to get Camilo out of the house after breakfast, making sure the boy would go and apologize.
"I'm going! Geez.", he tells the house, stomping down the hill.
The curly haired boy made his way into the town, looking for his group of friends to help him find the kid at the party. He finds them in the town square playing a game of tag.
"Camilo! Let's play! Roberto is it!", one of his friends says, the group of boys running over after pausing the game.
"Sorry, I can't play today. I have to find someone, can you guys help me?", he asks.
"Sure! Who are you looking for?", one of them asks.
"Someone named Y/n. They were at my birthday party yesterday.", the green eyed boy says.
The boys mumble to themselves, trying to put a face to the name. It takes a good second before one of them says something.
"Oh! I know who that is! Its the real quiet kid down the street from Juan's house."
"Who?"
"The one that always stays inside! Remember we thought they were a ghost?"
"Oh yeah!"
"Why are you looking for them?", one of the boys ask.
"Its a chore I have to do.", Camilo lies, following his friends that lead him to the house.
The Madrigal boy admires the house, it being pretty big with balconies and some hanging vines on it that have white flowers.
"Ok, we'll see you later! Bye!"
He waves at his friends as they all leave and head off to continue the game.
"This is dumb.", Camilo mumbles to himself.
An idea suddenly pops into his head and he runs off to go get something to write with.
You were sitting in your room, reading a book with big words in it. Trying to figure out how to say some of them and getting half of them right before giving up on the rest.
After the party was over, your dad was upset that you didn't say "Hi" to people at the party. You stayed quiet the rest of the night and went to bed as soon as you got home.
"Y/n! Someone is here for you!", your mom says from down stairs.
Getting off your chair, you head downstairs and stare down at your feet as you go down, making sure not to miss a step.
"Yes Ma?", you say going over to her.
"Someone is here to give you a letter.", she says, opening the door wider for you to see a boy that lives a few houses down.
"Here, for you.", he says, shoving the envelope into your hands before running off.
"Awe! Does my little one have a secret admirer?", your mom teases.
Looking at the envelope, you frown at it once you see who its from.
"Worse.", you mumble before heading back up stairs to your room.
You open up the envelope once you sit on your bed, taking out the paper and unfold it.
"Sorry for ripping your drawing. To be fair, it was bad, but it was still mean of me to do that."
If you had his Mom's gift, there would be a heat wave or a storm from how angry you were.
"Stupid boy!", you yell and tear the letter apart. "If he was really sorry, he'd say it to my face! Not send somebody else to deliver this!", you get the bits of paper and go downstairs to burn it.
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Oh frick. They mad.
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~Seline, the person.
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More Madrigal headcanons:
Pepa was very supportive when Isabela came out and, when her sobrina eventually gets married, she'll make a whole ass rainbow 🌈 for the wedding.
Felix and Pepa can tell the difference between a shapeshifting Camilo and the actual person. They're the only ones who can do it without fail. Dolores can tell sometimes by using her powers but not always.
Camilo is the type who likes to travel and, when he grows up, they'd definitely want to leave Encanto to travel the world for a few months. He'll have their own adventures, take a lot of pictures, make a lot of friends and buy souvenirs to bring back for the family. He'd build his own reputation, abusing his powers a little to mess with people who don't know who they are.
Isabela discovers she likes to draw and paint so she starts turning her room into a fusion of a garden and paint studio. She paints portraits of the family to show how much she loves them and Casita even lets her paint the walls. Sometimes, she paints abstract but she also paints figures. She doesn't even bother wearing aprons because she thinks paint stains give her dresses character.
Bruno starts out awkward around Antonio because he’s the one sobrino who was born after he left. They eventually connect with each other through the rats. However, with the other 5, the problem is different. Bruno only knows things about them he remembers from when they were 4, 12 or 9 so he tries to connect with them but can only think of games they played when they were kids. There’s an adjustment period but all the cousins love their tío so much and appreciate his effort.
After the events of the film, Alma spends a long time being overly affectionate to Mirabel and Bruno to make up for 10 years of not hugging them or kissing them or telling them “Te amo”. Mirabel and Bruno have mixed feelings on this. On one hand, they’re both super starved for affection and attention, specifically coming from Alma so they are very happy to receive it. But it also gets awkward at times. They appreciate it and are confused by it at the same time.
Bruno is very superstitious ("knock on wood" and flinging salt). He gets scared when he sees black cats or broken mirrors. He often burns benjui to calm down.
Isa and Luisa took ballet classes when they were little. Isa was good at it but hated it, Luisa was bad but loved it.
Isa loves kids and she does want to be a mother someday, just not with Mariano.
Isa and Luisa love each other very much, get along quite well and almost never fight. Most of the fights they did have happened before the events of the movie and mostly involved Luisa getting mad at Isabela for being rude to Mirabel. Sometimes, Luisa would even get the parents involved and that's when Isa went really mad.
Dolores loves Isabela and doesn't resent her at all. However, she still has an inferiority complex from growing up with Isa as "The Favorite". Not pretty enough, her gift isn't cute, it's creepy, no one ever pays attention to her. It's not just about Mariano, it's also about the rest of the family not seeing her. It takes her a while to work through her insecurities but Isabela always tells her she's beautiful and worthy.
Bruno goes through ridiculous lengths to make sure he spends equal amounts of time on each sobrino and sobrina. He never wants them to think he has a favorite. If you ask him whether he has a favorite, he will go OFF on you. And an angry Bruno is not a pretty sight.
Félix traveled to Encanto from El Caribe, while Agustín is a city boy from Bogota (this is canon from the Encanto Art Book). They both left their homes in their youth and met up on their travels, becoming good friends. Once the two young men arrived in Encanto together, they were fascinated by the magic that sorrounded them. Felix saw Pepa making a giant storm with hail and everything one day and was like "That one. I want that one" and Agustín was like "You're crazy but go off, I guess". Agustín went to Julieta every time he got hurt (a lot) and tried his darnest to make her laugh, he says her laugh is wonderful.
Félix liked to tell Pepa storied about his travels around the entire country of Colombia and some other places in South America, too. Pepa, who has never stepped outside the town, was fascinated by this adventurer who experienced so much. Pepa tried really hard to hide her crush on him but it was kind of impossible when, every time he came around, the temperature went up to 40° Celsius.
Bruno was very awkward around his sister's past boyfriends because he already knew they were going to break up and he sometimes couldn't help but tell Pepa or Julieta about the break up ahead of time. When he met Agustín and Félix and was able to predict that those were their future husbands, he was so relieved. The 3 men are very good friends and Agustín and Félix missed Bruno on the 10 years he wasn't home.
Every Halloween, people of Encanto asked Isabela to make them pumpkins and, on Christmas, they asked her to make pinetrees. Before the events of the movie, those holidays were her favorite time of year because she got the make something that wasn’t pretty pink flowers. She absolutely loathes Día de San Valentín.
#disney encanto#Encanto#Madrigal#encanto headcanons#headcanon#isabela madrigal#luisa madrigal#mirabel madrigal#antonio madrigal#camilo madrigal#dolores madrigal#bruno madrigal#abuela alma madrigal#alma madrigal#abuela alma#pepa madrigal#felix madrigal#agustin madrigal#julieta madrigal#familia madrigal#madrigal family#long post
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𝒞𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑜 𝑀𝒶𝒹𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒶𝓁 𝓍 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇
Warnings; none for this first chapter, just reader and Camilo becoming besties. 🧡 however the story will tear you apart in later and leave a hole in your heart, so good luck!
You were new to town, your family had just moved to Encanto. Your father, mother, sister, and you. After your family finished unpacking, you and your sister were sent out to explore the new home.
Hearing music, laughter, and people chatting in the plaza. The music playing loudly your sister began to dance, drawing attention to herself as others began to join in. But you didn't, you didn't like attention, you never really got it and when you did it was never good.
You slowly backed away from the growing crowd, starting to grow anxious.
"Not much of a dancer?" You heard a soft yet slightly cocky voice call from behind you, you turned around to see a boy.
He had Thick tight curls all over his head, Hazel eyes, a button nose, and his lips were pulled into a smirk.
"No, not really" I replied to him, he only raised one eyebrow, "well, why not?" He continued, walking a bit closer.
"I- was never really taught how, and I don't really like crowds, they make me nervous," I answered back.
"Oh well, I could teach you." He retorted taking your hand in his, taking you behind a building, where no one was around but the music could still be heard clearly.
"You don't like crowds to I figured you would want to be away from prying eyes." He said as he turned to you taking bother of your hands in his.
You started slow, he talked you through the foot movements, then the hip and hand movements. Praising you with "you did it!" Or "good job, see you got it" whenever you completed a move without his guidance and soon you two picked up speed, faster and faster and before you knew it, you were laughing and dancing with your new friend.
"My name is Camilo by the way, Camilo Madrigal." He said as he spun you around " I'm Y/n" I reply
Camilo smiled, as you two began to talk about your interests and likes, dislikes. You learn you both love to play tricks and love to mess with your sibling.
Camilo never thought he would find someone who found his jokes as hilarious as he did. He was happy to find a new friend, someone who wasn't asking him to be someone else, someone who enjoyed being around him for who he was, not because he could be someone else.
You both smile and he lightly scrunched his nose, laughing you both stopped, letting go of your hands as the music came to a close.
He turned to you to ask if you wanted to spend the day with him as he had already finished his chores and was a little bored. But before he could your sister called your name turning the corner, her eyes immediately landed on Camilo.
She started eyeing him with a look that made you uncomfortable. "Well hello there." Your sister began but was cut off but a woman called out for Camilo "Mami" Camilo mumbled, "sorry but I have to go." He said smiling at you before he turned on his heel and left.
You smiled looking forward to meeting him again.
I hope you enjoyed this! This is part 1 of my 3 part reading of "From, To," part two will be coming out too, and the warnings will be put at the top. Until we read again my darling reader. 🧡🌟
This story came from my other account with more stuff @lazuli-leenabride
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Hi :) If I can make a request for headcanon, can you do tickle headcanons for Pepa and Julieta Madrigal from "Encanto"? 🥑
(sorry for my bad english)
Sure! I'm flattered you guys are asking these from me!
PEPA
[⚠️ CW: Slightly NSFW mentions about sexual activity, though nothing overly detailed]
As a ler:
My headcanon is Pepa's one of those people who don't engage in tickling that much. Humorously, quite the opposite: if there breaks out a tickle fight she gets very embarrassed, takes an uptight expression on her face and tries to slink out of the room while the weather above her gets really weird, being half sunshine and rainbow and half rain and a small tornado. If this means that she hates tickling OR that she is secretly part of the tword community... It's anybody's guess. 😉
There are only a couple of people she pretty much ever tickles: her own children especially when they were little (so in present day it's mostly Antonio, as he's still only five), playing all kinds of tickle nursery rhymes with them and drawing figures on their backs while the kids are trying to guess what she's drawing; and of course, Félix. I love how their marriage is portrayed! It's so loving and despite having been together for decades they still have undeniable passion between them. While neither of them has a tk kink per se, their foreplay tends to be fairly playful and it's always Pepa who ends up sitting on Félix's waist and scribbling away at his underarms 😂🧡 Also outside sex she loves to give her husband the aforementioned drawing-on-back treatment, as he finds it tingly yet soothing. Somebody give these two a Couple Of The Year Award.
As a lee:
Pepa herself is very ticklish (level: super effective-ish?) almost all over but her most sensitive spots are sides and feet, the latter being almost a death spot. She prefers not to be a lee as she finds being tickled invasive to her personal space - in particular she has deep hatred for any rough, merciless I-can't-breath types of tickles. This might partly be why she appears somewhat critical of Mirabel in the film: some years before the film's present there was an instance where a younger Mirabel did a tickle attack on her aunt - not meaning anything bad of course, but she realised too late Pepa didn't like it at all and as we know, Pepa has a tendency to hold grudges a tad bit too long. Thankfully they talked it out at some point after Bruno's return.
However, Pepa does like gentle tickles that are closer to caresses: such like Félix walking two fingers up her back or arm ("I'm sorry, mi vida, go on...") and if the town would get a tickling spa like the one in Spain she'd absolutely go there! In short words, Pepa is a healthy reminder that rough tickles are not enjoyable to everyone, even if they like being tickled in another way.
JULIETA
As a ler:
Julieta is such an affectionate cuddly mum, I can't take it 🥺💓 She is a very wholesome ler, giving her daughters soothing back tickles whenever they're distressed over something as a way to help them feel loved. But she does also have a more mischievous side in her that comes forth with Agustin... 🌚
As we know, Agustin is master at getting into all kinds of funny accidents and sometimes those involve classic tk scenarios like getting stuck inside a shirt. Whenever those happen, Julieta helps her husband out but not before chuckling teasingly "Oh mi vida, what have you got yourself into this time?" and exploiting the, ahem, ticklish situation. Also, tickly flurries of kisses along Agustin's neck. Getting tickled by Julieta feels awesome btw: the way she does it is the perfect combination of feeling extremely ticklish yet at the same time her fingertips feel nicely soft, there's no element of brutal torture.
Sometimes Julieta also gives Camilo a payback on behalf of nearly the entire Madrigal family. Someone's gotta put that little bastard in line, after all. 🤭
As a lee:
Ticklishness level: resistant, I guess. Julieta isn't particularly ticklish, probably the least of the triplets. She does squeal and drop whatever she was holding if she's suddenly jumped on but it might be more about the surprise rather than the sensation. As long as the tickles aren't merciless she even enjoys Agustin tracing his index fingers around her waist and up her sides; she twitches and giggles more when he stays longer around her hips or traces over her ribs, so that gives some hint of her weakest spots.
Of Julieta's children Mirabel is the biggest ler and of course she tested her skills on her mother from a young age. Julieta probably let Mirabel tickle her quote freely when the latter was a smaller child but as she grew older, she held her a gentle discussion about consent, after which Mirabel hasn't tickled her that much anymore (maybe she had that talk with her BECAUSE of the incident with Pepa?). If anything the tables have probably turned. 🤭
#encanto tickles#encanto headcanons#tickle headcanons#tk headcanons#tickle blog#tword community#tword blog#tickle community#tword#sfw tickles#wiggly's tickle hcs#encanto tk hcs#wiggly's encanto stuff
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You know what I thought about?
A scenerio in which Alma had realized what her grief Has made to her family way earlier on.
But she's completly lost and still doesn't want to seem weak in front if the village. So in that Lindsey that EVERYONE will be better of without her... she flees Encanto...
Imagine the chaos...
STOPPPP THAT’S SO SAD 😞
Poor Alma <\\3333 She just dips. Which is quite possible the worse case scenario. The again this may warrant a road trip to go FIND Alma because. She might’ve taken it a bit far the perfectionism but she don’t gotta leave because of it 😭 homegirl just needed to open and talk. She doesn’t tell anyone either, not a soul. She might leave a letter, maybe, but outside of that? Nothing. No one sees her leave, but the family immediately realizes she’s gone, it doesn’t take them long. They stall the town, but they eventually figure it out 🥸
Anyway she probably ends up in a house on the edge of some random town in the middle of nowhere. She doesn’t wanna draw too much attention in fear of hurting someone else. She’s a little paranoid not. La Bruja, ‘that old lady who lives on the edge of town that doesn’t talk to anyone’.
I think it would take place before Camilo and Mirabel’s ceremony. Like right before Camilo’s. Maybe like a 6ear before? And then eventually one of the two, probably Mirabel is like “why don’t we just go get Abuela?”. And the younger ones are like “yeah, she left the Encanto, so if she can leave, why can’t we leave to go find her?” And the older members are wow. Why didn’t we think of that? That’s a great idea.
Yeah some road-trip. It’s WILD ASF. They’re all excited to leave the Encanto (leaving the village to fend for themselves. Because. Why not). Casita is there to protect the candle so no one can take it so they’re good to go. It’s absolute chaos though, all the little kids are screaming and running around out of sheer excitement, Agustín is trying not to die from literally everything, Felíx can’t read a map to save his life and Bruno is just chasing after the kids. Julieta is tying to make sure everyone is ok and Pepa is about to start a hurricane because she can’t find Dolores, Luisa or Mirabel, all of who are playing hide and seek with Isabela and Camilo 🤥
At one point Agustín gets his hands on a bus (how NO ONE KNOWS) and everyone gets in but he’s a terrible driver so they’re swerving left and right. Thing is no one can TELL he’s a bad driver because. None of them even know what a bus really is so. (though at this time buses are a new concept to Colombia as a whole, so they sort of get a pass). Anyway, they just think it’s normal 💀💀 and at first he was driving like an old person. But then the kids kept begging him to go faster and he caved and finally went at a more reasonable speed.
Don’t even get me started on Felíx when it was his turn at the wheel. That man is a speed demon, he doesn’t know what this is strange machine is, but it moves, and this pedal makes it go faster. Let me stomp on it.
I’m sorry I’m rambling let me shut up 💀
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encanto self insert (s/i) doodles, as well as me still trying to figure out how to draw camilo TuT
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MATCUP 1
@otakuyey
“Hiyaa i was hoping you could do an encanto matchup for me （；^ω^） You dont have to if ur rlly busy tho!! Anyways- Im 5,1 ft and i have brown hair that reaches my waist. Im still tryna figure out my pronouns and im bisexual (also im a minor) I love the colour yellow and orange and i love listening to music My fav hobbies are singing( alone in a room bc im insecure af) dancing( again alone bc-) i like to play guitar and i love sketching I do have anxiety, some panic attacks from time to time and also have some scars on my arms. Im also chubby (*･･*) Im very shy but after a while i will start to open up and i LOVE to play pranks on ppl and i am a sucker for physical and verbal affection (ヾ;￣▽￣)ヾ”
I MATCH YOU WITH....
MIRABEL!!
HEADCANONS
= Mirabel LOVES that you love music! You entertain the kids with her sometimes.
=Mirabel LOVES you, no matter what your body type is! She also tries to help you with you panic attacks and anxiety
=She always tries to be aware of your emotions and decisions. She also wants to help you through the bad things that happens.
=She loves styling your hair along with Dolores and Camilo! (Ya’ll are probably makeup/stylist buddies)
=Karaoke night with each other probably!
=She hugs you a lot and she whispers you words of affirmations when you feel horrible.
=Or she might even whisper words of affirmation at random times.
HOW YOU GUYS MET!
=You were a newcomer. You were carrying your stuff and bags while she was carrying the “Not special special” basket. You guys offered help to eachother.
EXTRA HEADCANONS
= She keeps your drawings for her!
= You guys probably dance together around town, or dance alone a LOT.
= She loves the sound of your voice, speaking or singing
= Mirabel gives you SO MUCH affection, both physical and verbal
= Ya’ll pull pranks together, and sometimes Camilo tags along!
=Mirabel LOVES the sound of the guitar. Especially when it’s with your voice!
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Encanto : A magical Adventure
Hello and Welcome to my Story : A Magical Adventure. This is my first try at writing. I hope you enjoy it !!!
AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36243397/chapters/90349138
Sorry for all Writing Errors and grammar mistakes!!! It is Set after the Movie
Chapter 1 : The Beginning
It was late in the Evening after the Party, the Madrigals were cleaning their Home after the guests left.
Pepa, Julieta and Alma were in the Kitchen while Isabela showed her hermana and primos the new types of Flowers she could create. Meanwhile Félix took care of a sleepy little Antonio, who was so excited that the magic returned, that nobody even noticed that it was past his bedtime. In the meantime as this happens you could see that Agustín and Bruno talked in another corner in the main area of the House.
But nobody seems to notice that they are being observed by a Mirabel that was sitting on a bench right in front of them. Mirabel is deeply sunken in her thoughts about the events that took place in the past few days.
She looked over to her hermanas and pirmos, and saw how happy they seemed to be in their “new” Home. She was truly happy for them that they got their Gifts back. She could remember how her primos and hermanas pulled her into a tight Hug, after she came back with her abuela and tío. She couldn’t wait to see how all of them would improve themselves to the Persons they really are. With or without powers she still loved them deeply.
Her eyes drifted over to the Corner where her Tío Bruno and Papí were talking. She was so thankful for her Papá, he never gave up on her and always tried to protect her in every way possible. Even if it meant for him to get stung by many bees.
Her eyes looked now at her tío, even if she couldn't remember him that well after he disappeared, he was always trying his best for her. But she could remember small parts of how he helped, laughed and played with her when she was little. She was really thankful for such an awesome tío. That same tío that would have shouldered the blame on him as the House broke down.
Before she could think of more, there was a quiet laughter coming out of the Kitchen. So her glimpse travels rash to the Kitchen to find the source of the noise. It was her abuela and tía laughing at something her mother had said.
Yes… her Mamá, she was the one that understood her the best. She really is something special. She always tried to show her how loved and enough she is, even if just in her mamás eyes. After Mirabel returned she hadn't left her out of her sight because she was afraid she would just disappear again.
Of course she had it meant only in the best way for her, but it was a bit too much after some time. So she tried to convince her Mamá that she wouldn’t just disappear again. It didn’t go the way she had hoped because her Mamí had good arguments, but nearly as Mirabel decided to give in her tía Pepa joined the conversation.
She knows her hermana like nobody else, so she also figured out that she would be worried very much about her hija. She decided that her sobrina could use some help. But that doesn't mean that she didn’t worry about Mirabel, quite the opposite actually, she really cared about her youngest sobrina. So she and Julieta decided that Mirabel wouldn’t longer be under her Mamás observation all the time and she could go out alone again, but as long as she told someone where she was going. It was not all to her liking but she could live with it.
But it really surprised her that her tía helped her to convince her Mother. She and her tía had not the best relation to each other, so she thought at least. However she really loved her tía Pepa and tío Félix. When she was little her tía always loved to draw with her and give her new ideas about what they could draw together. Her tío always told her and Camilo good night stories when they lived together in the nursery. Even in the last few years her tío would still tell her and Antonio some stories when he had time.
And then there was her abuela. She really loved her like all the rest of her Family… but she couldn’t forgive her that easily just yet… after everything that happened between them. Sure she apologized for all she had done and is trying to be better, but still… But you can say she is really trying to be better, she asks everyone how they are feeling and if something is bothering them she will do something against it. Or at least try it, and this is really something you can be proud of if you have known how she was before the house collapsed. But both of them have a long way to go before they can truly be themselves around each other again. So does anyone in the Family but Mirabel is sure that they will make it to the Point… Together this time!
There was just one point that she couldn't really understand. Why was her chest hurting so much? Why Did she have the feeling that it was all her fault? Why did it sting so much when she thought about herself and all what happened? Why did – …
Before she could think of more she realized that her tío Félix sat beside her and waited till she recognised him. He looked at her for a moment before he spoke:
-”Much on your mind hija, you're alright ?”
-“ Yea it was just a pretty eventful day.” Spoke Mirabel while looking at her tío.
-“ Sí it was.” he locked up in the sky.
-“It is good to be back here, I really missed Casita. And thanks to everyone and mostly you were back in our Home.'' As Félix spoke there was a little sting in Mirabel's chest, but she decided to ignore it. So she answered
-“ We all helped to rebuild Casita. You also did an awesome job by helping to rebuild the walls tío. But thank you… also I'm pretty happy too.”
‘ Am I ? ‘ she unconsciously thought…
At that though her smile on her lips fell for a short moment, before she could even notice it. That got his attention as he glimpsed at her for a short time before returning his look back at the sky.
“You know you can talk -- “ Before Félix could continue Mirabel let out a small yawn that caught his attention as he glanced back at her. He decided to let it be for today and try it later.
-“ … It's pretty late. You should probably head to your Room and go to bed, before you'll fall asleep here. ” he said with a chuckle.
-“ Ah sí, I will. Buenas noches tío.” She quickly answered as she stood up and began to make her way to the Stairs.
-“ Buenas noches Mirabel” he replied with a light irritated but loving smile, as he watched her walk towards the stairs.
Mirabel didn't know why she just rushed away from the conversation with her tío. She normally loved it when her Family talked to her… She decided not to make a big deal out of it, she would apologize to him tomorrow for her rude behavior.
Before she even realized she stood in front of the nursery. As she wanted to enter the Room, Casita pushed her back.
-“Mhm… Casita? What are you doing?” but then she remembered, the nursery was no longer her Room. She now had her own Room. Her own space…she dreamt of this for so long. Mirabel mumbeled a short thanks to Casita as she went to her new Place.
When she reached her Room she stepped in and closed the door right behind her. Mirabel closed her eyes, leant with her back against the Door and let out a small sigh of relief.
She was finally alone… It's not like she didn't enjoy the presence of her Family, she really did, but she needed a few moments for herself. The second she opened her eyes she was greeted by the sight of a stuffed animal sitting on her bed. It was a Gift from Antonio.
She moved away from her door and sat on her bed. Mirabel's Room was much bigger than the nursery. She had her bed in the right corner with a little carpet in front of it. A Dresser on the opposite side and her Desk with her knitting stuff right next to it. Next to her bed stood a Small Commode. On top of the commode stood a little Lamp and some Pictures of her family. She had some Plants in her Place which was Isabelas doing. The Walls were colored with a calming light blue tone. A little further away from her bed was a window which had white Curtains with some Knitting work on it. Mirabel honestly loved her Room, as she glanced through it.
When she realized how late it was she quickly got ready for bed. As soon as she took off her glasses and layed in her bed she closed her eyes, but soon realized she couldn't sleep. Something Prevented her from sleeping, but what was it?
She tried to ignore it. But as soon as she started to fall asleep, something was bothering her and it kept her up …
She rolled around in her bed and tried anything possible to get her well deserved sleep… Anything but to actually uncover why something was bothering her.
After a while she let out a small sigh… ‘Fineeee’ she thought.
So she started to theorize what could possibly be the reason for it, to be just confronted with the similar pain in her chest.
She was helpless…
-‘Okay.. I have not the slightest idea what is going on. I have everything I could ask for. I have a family that loves me the way I am. Even if they Ignored me a few times In the Past .But they Promised to be better!
Do they really? Will they keep their promise?‘ At this moment she froze…
What was that? Of Course they loved her! Right? She felt how her chest tightened...
-‘jeez..’ She tried not to Panic
-’Perhaps it was just a stupid one time thing..
–Yes it definitely was! Well I also have this awesome Room! Which I don’t deserve.‘ Her thinking stopped.
Does she really not deserve it ? Of course she does !
... But why was there a voice in the back of her head saying she didn't? She could feel tears welling up in her eyes. Her grip on her chest tightened. What was going on with her?
She quickly got up and opened the window for some fresh air.
-‘I ehm-... I don't… Uhhh I'm making no sense. Get it together! It is surely nothing.’ She hastily wipes her eyes, looks a bit out of her Window and takes deep breaths of the fresh Night air before she returns to bed.
-‘I should try to sleep. Tomorrow will be a stressful day.’ she thought. She closed her eyes and ignored all the feelings in her head and chest. After a while she sunk into a deep dreamless sleep.
When everyone was asleep there was a deep purple and yellow glow in the main area of the House.
After the Light vanished it left behind a little package…
Was it something good? Will it help or hurt the family?
Casita didn't know what to do… so it decided to wait till tomorrow to show them what happend.
Was it a good decision?
I hope you liked it! Hopefully it was not all to boring... o(*￣▽￣*)o
should i write a nother one or not?
#Encanto#mirabel madrigal#mirabel#pepa and felix#bruno#family madrigal#encanto movie#mirabel needs a hug#so does everyone else#julieta madrigal#félix madrigal#isabela madrigal#how do i tag help#first fiction#is it okey
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Soul of Stupidity 4: Milo vs the Mary Surt
Fanart Commission: Vervain
MILO: Alright, that guy said that there is supposed to be a Gold Saint here.
CAMUS: ...
MILO: Ah, after all these years, the fandom’s wish is granted at last! We’re finally together in a scene where we aren’t on opposite sides or trying to kill each other!
MILO’S ACTUAL DIALOGUE: Come on Camus, I hear their base is beyond there.
MILO: How are things going? Maybe after that, we can actually try some Asgardian mead that they are known-
MILO: Camus! What are you doing?
CAMUS: The show is in need of a shocking twist and I shall provide it: I have switched sides and joined the enemy!
MILO: That’s not a plot twist, you already did that during the Hades Saga!
SURT: Don’t be such a hater, Milo. Then again, it doesn't matter if you are angry at him, for I, Eikþyrnir Surt, have made Camus mine. It will be us that will make romantic subtext together.
MILO: You wouldn’t dare.
CAMUS: We will! Watch Milo, as Surt and I become one!!!!
SURT: AS IN ONE ATTACK!!!!
MILO: AGGGHHHHHHH!!!
*falls off a cliff
THE NEXT MORNING
MILO MUMBLING IN HIS SLEEP: Ugh, Camus...stop...why are you combining attacks? I was supposed to be first to combine my attack with you. How can you let him deflower you like-
???: Milo! Wake up!
MILO: Woah, oh, Shaka! I hope I didn’t say anything bad.
SHAKA: Oh relax. I’m Deathmask’s neighbor. I’ve heard worse when Aphrodite comes over.
MILO: Where are we? What happened?
SHAKA: We are in a secret cave. I found you in the river last night.
MILO: No I mean, why was Camus teaming up with that god warrior, Surt.
SHAKA: Mmm, yes. It seems Camus has been exposed to not just any god warrior. He may have declared himself as Eikþyrnir Surt, but among Asgardians and his enemies, he is also known as Mary Surt!
MILO: Mary Surt? That doesn’t sound scary.
SHAKA: But it is.
Even though I am the Man closest to God, he is known as the Man who is beloved by God. Everywhere Surt goes, common sense evaporates. Enemies fall in one hit, and the writers will bend all of reality just to ensure that everyone loves their OC that they lovingly crafted. Anyone who comes too close to Mary Surt, shall admire him for being flawless even if he clearly isn’t.
He is a dangerous foe, and we must avoid him at all costs!
MILO: I don’t care. Camus is still my best friend.
MILO’S ACTUAL DIALOGUE: You said there’s no reason to fight. But my Cosmo is telling me to.
SHAKA: Milo, you are strong, brave, and loyal. Even after the betrayal, you still show romantic subtext. But against a mary sue, the battle is over before it even begins.
SURT: Milo is dead! How exciting! Finally, my fandom will rise in popularity! Nameless guard, what is the status of the fics?
GUARD: According to our search, there are about twenty fics dedicated to shipping you with Camus.
SURT: WHAT? I don’t understand. Why hasn’t that number gone up?
I am the smartest in all of Asgard!
The animators ensure all of my drawings of me are perfect and proportional!
My backstory is so tragic and heartbreaking!
I am capable of defeating my foes with fire despite being surrounded by ice.
But most importantly, the studio has declared that I have been friends with Camus longer than Milo ever was.
I should be swimming in shipping!
SURT: BUT WHERE IS THE CAMUS X SURT YAOI?!
SIGMUND: Fool, the fans won’t create smut featuring you and Camus... ...because Milo is still alive.
SURT: Ah yes, that’s right.
SURT’S ACTUAL DIALOGUE: That moment, your freezing blow must’ve cancelled out my flame.
CAMUS: Seriously? We fought Milo last night and it has taken you that long to figure out that combining ice and fire is a bad idea?
SIGMUND: SILENCE SAINT! How dare you insinuate that Surt is a fool! I knew you shouldn’t be trusted!
SURT’S THOUGHTS: How is this possible? How can he openly point out the flaws? Is Camilo truly this powerful? A test is in order.
SURT: No need to get bent out of shape, Sigmund.
SURT: No matter what I say, if the writers declare that I am a genius, it must be true no matter what I think or say. Now Camus, read the script and tell the audience, who is your real BFF?
CAMUS: ...you are. You are the greatest person I’ve ever met surpassing my relationship with Hyoga, Crystal Saint, Isaak, and especially Milo.
SURT: Good...now prove it. He’s right outside.
Go... and prove to everyone that we are the perfect pairing.
MILO: Camus why are you doing this? Athena is in trouble! We are running out of screen time! Why are you so desperate to side with the enemy?
CAMUS: Because a long time ago, when I was five years old, I caused an avalanche and killed his sister. That was when the writers made me swear a promise to him that after I die, I would later be resurrected, join Surt’s side, and continue selling toys with the rest of the God Warriors!
MILO: That’s so convoluted!
CAMUS: It’s not convoluted if it’s true.
MILO: This is the only episode we star in together! We could have had a deep character study! We could have done something fun like how Dohko and Aldebaran share a drink or Aphrodite and Deathmask going shopping together! We could have had flashbacks featuring cute chibi versions of us hanging out together! BUT YOU HAD TO GO WITH HIM!!!
CAMUS: I KILLED HIS SISTER! I PROMISED I WOULD SACRIFICE MY LIFE!
MILO: YOU DIED TWICE!
CAMUS: I MEANT I WOULD SACRIFICE MY LIFE AND FIGHT FOR SURT!
MILO: YOU DIED TO SAVE THE WORLD, INCLUDING SURT!
CAMUS: MY ONLY WORLD IS SURT!
SURT: Offense, defense, blah blah blah. Please, only balanced characters would use more than one attack to win...flame deer maelstrom
MILO: AGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!
SURT: Oh, Milo. You should’ve stayed hidden. Because you chose to face me, you will officially be dubbed as the weakest Gold Saint for getting his ass kicked twice in two different battles in the same episode.
Men, it is time to rejoice!
Camilo is dead.
LONG LIVE SURTMUS!
MILO: NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
???: Mary Surt… you may be beloved by God, but I know how to carry myself like one.
You may be a mary sue...and you can win over those in your circle....
SAGA: ....but that is nothing compared to someone who's shipped with everyone.
#soul of stupidity#saint seiya#gold saints#gemini saga#scorpio milo#milo#surt#virgo shaka#aquarius camus#soul of gold#sigmund#surtmus#mary sue
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