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i keep re-editing my draft it’s taking so long im going to sob LMAO

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ahh im gonna go on break for a little bit bc im kinda away from home rn so posts are gonna be on hold for a bit but I’ll get back into writing once im back! hope you all understand :))

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This is my first time requesting something so I'm not sure these is where you do it, but could you write a angst carlos fic where he thinks we like Camilo. You can decide how it ends :]

Title: Flooded by the thought of you

Pairing: Modern au! Carlos Madrigal x Gn! Reader

Warnings: cussing

A/N: ahhh thank you so much for the request, this is my first time writing angst after so long im so sorry that it’s kinda short and if it isn’t up to any of ur standards😓😓 English isn’t my first language and I only know a few basic Spanish words so I used google translate! If there’s any mistranslations or mistakes pls let me know!

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“You…like somebody?”

Carlos asked. Dumbfounded. He watched as you smiled shyly, refusing to make eye contact with him. He could practically feel the ugly feeling of jealousy in his stomach, as he forced himself to smile.

“Yeah..believe me I wasn’t expecting it myself!” You laughed.

Ah.

Carlos just wanted to crawl into a hole and never come out. His throat was tightening and it was getting harder to breathe. “So, who’s the lucky guy?” He asked almost a little quietly.

“He’s..well, I can’t just tell you!”

You exclaimed. With a smirk. Looking smug as you leaned on your locker.

“Oh well, how about you…I dunno, describe him? That’s allowed right?” He asked again, prying. Whoever your crush was, he’s sure one lucky guy.

“Oh, that’s okay..? I guess” you hummed in thought. “Lets see…well he’s such a sweet guy overall but not a lot of people realize it!” you practically yelled out. Your eyes shining brightly, as you sighed with a dazed look.

Sweet

“He’s absolutely perfect, well..to me he is”

Perfect

“He’s just…so so nice too! I don’t understand why nobody realizes how—”

Nice

Carlos’ ears were ringing. Whatever you were saying it became inaudible to him, every noise became muffled and it was as if the world was spinning to him. His head hurt. His heart hurt. Everything hurts.

“I’m sorry, I gotta head home or else mama will kill me for being late again” he said quickly. Running away from you. He ignored how you called out to him desperately.

His pace quickened. He didn’t need any more clues to figure out who your dumb crush was, of course it was non other than his dear twin brother. Camilo Madrigal.

It was always him. Always the perfect student, always the perfect son, and always the perfect fucking guy. Carlos was a fool to have thought he had a chance with you, of course you liked his brother. It was always his fucking brother, never him.

He almost laughed at the thought.

Who would want him?

Why would anyone want him?

Even his parents didn’t want him. Sure they had never voiced it out but it was clear in the way they always spoke so disappointed with him, always with that look of disapproval.

What hurt the most was that he knew he couldn’t have you right from that start. But no matter how hard he tried he was always flooded by the thought of you, the idea of you being together and the fantasy of being a couple. He wasn’t sweet like his brother, he wasn’t perfect and he was so so far from it.

Before he even knew it, his feet had brought him to an empty park. Then it started raining. Horribly. It was as if the universe was shoving it right into his face on how miserable he was. He decided to stop and sat down under a tree.

It was so cliché that it was hilarious.

“I’m so stupid,” he mumbled to himself.

An image of you flashed before his eyes and he could feel his breath hitch, a broken sob wracking out, tears then kept flowing out no matter how hard he tried to make it stop, desperately wiping away his face as he found it harder and harder to breathe.

He didn’t deserve you at all.

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Part 2?

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TANGINA POOR MIRA 😭😭😭😭

OKAY SO I WAS WRITING MY NEXT FANFIC FOR CARLOS AND I KINDA FELL ASLEEP BUT THEN CARLOS WAS IN THE DREAM??? AND I JUST FUCKING SLAPPED HIM??? I WOKE UP SO SURPRISED HELP

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OKAY SO I WAS WRITING MY NEXT FANFIC FOR CARLOS AND I KINDA FELL ASLEEP BUT THEN CARLOS WAS IN THE DREAM??? AND I JUST FUCKING SLAPPED HIM??? I WOKE UP SO SURPRISED HELP

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Title: Brother figure

Pairing: Platonic madrigal grandkids x Older brother figure reader headcanons!

Warnings: swear words 

A/n: I was bored and was imagining thisKDJSK. English isn’t my first language so if there’s anything wrong pls let me know

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okay

so

i imagine you working as like an assistant tailor for your parents

and then i imagine Mirabel just walking in for some materials

and she’s like amazed by some of your work that you have displayed

and she’s like

omg? so pretty? omg omg?

and you’re behind the counter being all “why is this hyper kid so amazed”

and she’s practically vibrating w excitement and asking questions and just being all hyper 

now all of a sudden you’re a brother figure to this child

You didn’t choose the brother life, the brother life chose you

teaching mirabel a few sewing tips!

making clothes together when she’s done w her chores

gossiping bc you hear a lot of shit in the shop

being super protective of mirabel

someone talks bad about her? oh you best bet you’re going to beat them up

mirabel stops you 

you still beat them up in secret

Both of your family are chill w each other

now all of a sudden you’re also an older brother figure to Camilo and Antonio 

I’d say you’re about a year or two older than isabela and dolores

teaching Camilo how to sew bc he wanted to join in on the fun

making stuffed animals for Antonio!

You’re somehow roped into Dolores, Isabela, and Luisa’s gossiping too

Isabela using you as a doll to practice makeup on

all in all y’all are one big happy family

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Hi!! I love your fics! Even if just 3 I fell in love on how you write Carlos!! Also! A little tip for you, to make your blog and the tag cleaner, use the readmore feature!

In mobile you just have to write :readmore: and them jump a line! Idk in desktop, but I think it shows somewhere!

im so glad that you enjoy the fics! and thank you so much for the tip (っ＾▿＾)

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Title: Hello hello, my my my what have we here?

Pairing: Carlos Madrigal x female reader

Word count: 1,340+

Warnings: fighting/arguing, curse words, bit angsty??

A/N: this is part 3 and the last one of the little series I’ve been doing! im so glad that people enjoy reading my stories, this Is kind of a song fic bc i love this song LMAO, English is not my first language and I do not fully speak Spanish, i only know basic words etc so I used google translate, if there’s any mistranslation or mistakes please let me know!

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Carlos Madrigal was sick.

Or so he thought he was. Lately, he had been feeling weird in his stomach, his face was always turning red, and he was nervous almost all the time. The reason? (Y/n) (l/n).

After what happened between the two of you last week. Whenever he saw you, he felt the urge to just..run up to you and talk, it didn’t matter if it was important or not. When he sees your smile he would feel butterflies start swarming up in his stomach, when he hears your laugh he feels so at ease.

Most of all, he felt conflicted when he was with you.

He didn’t like it at all.

The two of you had always done that to each other, calm the other down after a fight and help them recover, patching up their injuries. Maybe banter here and there but last week felt…different to him.

He had never felt this way with someone before. Carlos knew he was stupid, but he wasn’t that stupid. He knew what he was feeling about you and he..well, of course was disgusted. I mean, he knew you were pretty, gorgeous, sure. But he hated you, or well he was supposed to? He wasn’t quite sure. But he knows he’s not supposed to fall for someone like you.

On the top of his list of reasons not to like you was that he didn’t deserve you. I mean, look at him.

“I can hear you thinking from here,”

Carlos jumps from his seat on his bed, almost giving himself a whiplash from how fast he turned his head. His eyes wide but soon his face falls to an annoyed look.

“Does nobody in this family knock?” He grumbled.

Dolores smiles. “I did knock. Unfortunately for you, you didn’t hear it at all” she says. Taking a seat next to him. “I wonder why,” she teased.

His face flushed red, turning his head to avoid his sister's watchful gaze. Feeling embarrassed as he was caught red handed. “N-No idea what you're talking about” he tries to lie.

“Don’t bother lying, hermano. I can tell just from your face that you were thinking about (y/n)” Dolores laughs. Poking his side.

Carlos sighs for what felt like the hundredth time today.

“So? What if I was?”

His sister hums in response, patting her lap. Carlos huffs childishly. Laying his head down. Closing his eyes as his sister runs a hand through his hair, soon enough he relaxes.

“Were you thinking about how you weren’t good enough? Or how you don’t deserve her?” Dolores asked quietly.

“Since when could you read minds??”

She laughs. Pinching his cheek. “Youre mi hermano, i don’t need the ability to read minds to know” her laughter dies down as she turns serious. “But honestly, thinking like that won’t do you any good”

“Yeah?” Carlos hummed. Feeling sleepy.

“Under all this rough exterior you have, you’re a good kid” she begins. “You two are like two sides of the same coin you know? You need each other to be whole, (y/n) knows you just as well as I do… Besides, you’ll never know once you try, take the chance. The worst case scenario is you get rejected but that’s part of life”

“Cuándo te volviste tan sabia, hermana?”

“I know a lot of things,” she smirked. Pushing his head away carefully, Standing up slowly as she begins to leave. “Think about it carefully” was the last thing she said before closing the door behind her.

Carlos heaves a soft, annoyed groan. Falling onto his bed.

As he closes his eyes and sleeps.

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He was avoiding you.

Sure it sounded bad..okay it sounded horrible, but he couldn’t bare to even stand in the same area as you without turning red and feeling giddy, he almost vomited at the thought. It was so uncharacteristic of him. Even the entire town was worried at how quiet he was being.

Carlos knew that you were going to catch on soon, you were going to find out that he was avoiding you and god was he not ready to be confronted yet. He knew that you were pushy and always wanted to make sure he was okay…in an aggressive manner sure, but still.

He hid in the forest as he avoided you, somewhere only the two of you know. It was a small lake hiding in the forest of the encanto, it was peaceful and quiet enough for him to gather his thoughts. He was pacing so much he didn’t even hear you.

“Wow, you seem pretty conflicted with yourself these days,” you laugh. Poking his arm

He yelps. “Jesus, what is with everyone sneaking up on me?” He exclaimed. You shrug. “Well, you have been pretty unfocused these past few weeks” you say with a small smile.

His face started to heat up as he gazed at you.

God, he was down bad.

“No i haven’t”

“Don’t lie, pendejo”

“Shut up”

“You shut up”

He groans. “You’re so annoying, don’t you have some guys to beat up or something?”

You tilt your head, confused.

Fucking hell that’s so cute he thought. Quickly looking away from you. “You’re avoiding me,” you said.

“No ‘m not..” he mumbled.

You huff. Walking towards him, roughly turning him around to face you “Stop lying, what’s wrong? Did Daniel say some shit again?”

Carlos rolls his eyes. You really were persistent. As he stares at you he regretted it the second he did, you were so close to his face and you looked so..pretty.

Goddamit, Carlos! He thought to himself.

“Daniel didn’t do anything”

Something comes to tips you off your stool

“Then what is it?” You frown. “Was it me? Did I do something wrong? Because frankly if I did I probably did it on purpose,” you joked. “But seriously dude, why are you avoiding me like the plague because—“ you began to ramble on and on.

Hello hello(hello hello)

Carlos tunes it out for the most part as he gazes at you. His face softened as he watched you ramble on and on about something, it seemed like time slowed down. The sun was hitting your face making you look even more ethereal, your hair was a mess but he loved it either way, you looked so free and your dark eyes shone so bright underneath the sun. It was like his breath was taken away as he kept watching you with a loving gaze.

My my my what have we here?

He couldn’t take it anymore as he grabs your arm and pulls you in for a hug.

“I like you..” he whispered.

You freeze in his arms. As Carlos buried his face In your hair. “I have been avoiding you because of that…to be honest I’ve never felt this way with someone before and I didn’t know what to do so my first instinct was to run away as always…’m sorry”

A silence falls between the two of you.

Then..

You laugh.

Carlos gapes. Watching you laugh so hard you begin to lean on him for support. He loved seeing you laugh but he didn’t know whether to be offended or not.

“I’m sorry..! It’s just..!” You giggle. Trying to catch your breath. “That’s so stupid…!” You cackle.

“It is not!” Carlos exclaimed, but began to laugh himself.

The two of you topple down onto the grass. Laughing together, as Carlos held you close to him. He’d never felt so at home with you in his arms.

“Are you serious about that?” You grin. Sitting up on your elbows. “Yeah..” Carlos replied, sheepishly.

Your grin only widens. Kissing his nose.

“You’re so stupid”

“You’re the stupid one!”

“I’m not the one who was having a crisis with himself!”

He gasps. “That’s foul, (l/n)!” He exclaimed. Tickling you.

You squeal. “Don’t you fucking dare, pendejo” you sit up? Moving far away from him. “Come here, corazon” he smirked as he began to chase you around.

“No! Get away!”

“C’mere!”

Soon enough loud laughs and yelling filled the forest of the encanto.

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Dolores smiles to herself. As she puts away the dishes.

“Did you hear something good happen, mi vida?” Her mother asks. Giving her a small smile herself, Dolores nods.

“Si, mama”

Someone’s out there to say hello

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-GET TO KNOW ME!

• you may call me sprout!

• sprout bc i like plants and also bc it reminds me of oddish from pokemon..

• i write about Encanto! it’s been my hyper fixation for months now and i absolutely love it

• im bi and genderfluid, so you can use any pronouns on me and i wouldn’t mind :DD

• if you’re going to leave feedback please don’t be so harsh, im a very emotional person ;;

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….rules…︎︎ ︎

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Hello! I’m taking in fic requests for Encanto :DD so here are my rules:

•i will only be doing xreaders

•Nsfw is not allowed! (I can’t write it LMAO)

•No pedophilia, incest, non-con, rape, or any of the kind

•You may send me random things! Not just requests :))

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That is all, thank you!

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Title: Defending you

Pairing: Carlos Madrigal x fem!reader

Word count: 1, 329

Description: Carlos and (y/n). Even though they were so similar to each other, they have been enemies since the beginning. Unfortunately, since they were so similar they were the only people that could calm each other down. A week after his own fight, this time around it was Carlos’ turn to calm her down.

Warning/s: Blood, fighting, cursing, violence

A/N: yall asked for another one where the reader was the one fighting so here it is, I tried to make the fight scene a little bit longer but it’s honestly still cringe. English is not my first language and I do not fully speak Spanish, i only know basic words etc so I used google translate, if there’s any mistranslation or mistakes please let me know!

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You had always thought you were the more logical one between you and Carlos.

The boy somehow always thought with his fists instead of his brain, so you took up the job for being the reasonable one. But of course, your patience wasn’t always long and someone just had to make you snap.

You were minding your business. Shopping in the market for dinner, being as peaceful as ever. Everything seemed like sunshine and rainbows until..

“No mi diga, Anahi” you hear a girl gasp in surprise. You look beside you to see two girls your age, gossiping. Of course you weren’t going to tune in but then again who were you to turn down juicy gossip?

“You heard me right, Alejandra”

Anahi, the famous baker's daughter and Alejandra, the daughter of one of the fishermen in town. The two were notoriously known for being…well, brats. They were nosy and loved to gossip and top of it all, they were selfish and only thought of themselves.

“Why won’t you just go for Camilo instead? He’s the better twin anyways!” Alejandra scoffed at her.

Oh? You thought. Fully listening in as you pretend to check the fruits in the stall.

“That would be predictable, you tonto! If I go for Carlos nobody would suspect anything. I’ll be part of the Madrigals and get even more famous! Mi papa will be so proud!” The girl boasted. “Besides it’s not like I’m in love with Carlos, I’ll just be using him as an excuse for my plan, I could care less on how he feels in the end anyways, he’s just a waste of—“

SLAP!

A chorus of gasps echo through the market. The girl, Anahi, falls to the floor. Grasping her cheek that you slapped. She looks at you with shock.

“You best not finish that or I’ll slap your mouth off el cabrón” you sneer.

“What the hell is wrong with you?! Are you crazy?!” She exclaimed. Standing abruptly and dusting off her skirt, you cross your arms as you glare.

“You know exactly what you did, don’t think I didn’t hear you and your dumb plan”

Anahi’s face turns red as she sneers. “You’ll pay for that!”

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Carlos, on rare days, was as peaceful as a lake. Today was one of those days. He was off of his chores, nobody was there to disturb him either.

It was just him, casita, and the oh so beautiful silence.

He sighs happily on his hammock. Closing his eyes, slowly relaxing his body, as he feels sleep start to take over his body of course his moment was ruined with his twin brother slamming through his room.

“caRLOSSS”

The said male yelps, falling off his hammock and face planting on the floor. Groaning in pain, he looks up with annoyance. “What the fuck, Camilo! Can't you see it’s my free day?”

“I don’t care!” His twin exclaimed. Yanking his brother’s arm as he dragged Carlos out of his room and out of the Casita.“(Y/n) is in a fight! She’s going to kill Anahi!”

“Who??”

“The baker’s daughter, keep up!” Camilo exclaimed once again, worry lacing his tone.

Carlos blinks. Slowly grinning as he sees the plaza in his sight. Oh this was going to be fun.

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“Let go of my hair, tu psicópata!” Anahi screams in agony.

You grin. Pulling on her locks even harder. “Not until you apologize for what you said” you say, making sure to pin her down so she wouldn’t move.

“eres una mujer loca! ¡quítate de encima!”

“I may be crazy but at least I’m a decent human being! Ahora discúlpate, perra!” You shout at her. Pulling on her hair again. Anahi lets out a painful scream.

Alejandra who was stood frozen the entire time finally moved. Yanking you off Anahi. As she pushed you away.

“Oh come on now, Alejandra, I wouldn’t want to ruin that pretty face of yours” You grin. Alejandra flushes, her face turning red as she glared angrily. You wipe dirt on your face. “But oh well, too late now” you move forward and throw a pretty hard punch at her.

Meanwhile, Carlos and Camilo stand at the sidelines.

“A-Aren’t you going to stop her?” Camilo whispered. Staring at his brother who was staring in amusement at the fight.

“I wanna see where this goes first”

“Carlos! We’ll get in trouble with mami!”

“Okay okay!” He grumbled, moving forward and shoving pass the onlookers.

When he reaches towards your figure. He wraps an arm around your waist, effortlessly pulling you off the two girls you were beating up. Carlos calmly starts dragging you away from the scene as people began to whisper amongst themselves, You on the other hand, was annoyed.

“Hey— let go!” You yell, struggling”

“C’mon, Corazon, you got ‘em”

“I told you to stop calling me that you—hey!” You yelp. As he drags you away, harshly tugging on your arm. “Be gentle you fucking—“

“I would be gentle if you would just stop struggling you tonto!” He hissed. Glaring. You gasp in disbelief. “Don’t call me a tonto you’re the tonto!”

“Oh my god shut up!”

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The walk back to Casita was as always, filled with arguing when you two were together. It wasn’t anything new really, it’s been like this since you've been kids. As Carlos brings you to the Casita, and to the kitchen you try to push his arm on your waist away but fail to do so.

“You can let go now” you grumble.

He only hums, as he sits you down. Shoving his Tia’s arepa in your mouth. You frown, getting a sense of deja vu.

“So” he begins. Crossing his arms as he leans on the table next to you. “Why were you fighting those two?”

You choke.

“Woah, hey now! Slow down” he says. Giving you a glass of water in which you gulp down in one go. “Why do you want to know?” You glare.

He shrugs. “It seemed like a pretty big deal to you,” he relies. “You were pretty adamant on beating them up, Corazon”

“I told you to stop calling me that”

“I’ll continue calling you that just to piss you off” Carlos smirks.

You groan in dismay. As you keep on chewing on the arepa. “So, you gonna tell me the reason?” Carlos asks again.

You scoff. “As if”

A silence falls between you two. Neither comfortable nor awkward. Usually the two of you would be arguing left and right. You sigh, looking away from the boy.

“They were talking bad about you,” you say, quietly.

Carlos lets out a surprised noise. Staring at you with wide eyes, making your face burn with embarrassment. “You’re…kidding? Right?” He gapes. You grunt, shaking your head. “i’m not..” you huff, scooting further away from him.

“Oh no, you’re not going anywhere, Corazon” he grinned. Grabbing you by the waist. You yelp, as he brings you closer. You hide your face with your hands.

“Awe, is mi tonto embarrassed?” He teased. Poking your hands. “That’s so sweet of you, defending me!” He laughs.

“Shut up! I was just..!”

“Ah ah, nooo, you can’t deny it now!” He cuts you off. Trapping you. As he tries to remove your hands from your face. “Cmon lemme see you” he snickered.

Slowly but surely he successfully removes your hands from your face. He laughs. “You’re so red right now!”

You try to shove him away. “Shut up!” You exclaim, slapping his shoulder. “Keep that up and I’ll think you’re in love with me” he says, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Ughh, you’re so gross!” You yell, turning away as you leave the kitchen.

“Oh come on, mi tonto, don’t be like that!” He yells out trying to catch up to you, as you behind to leave the casita.

“Fuck you, Carlos!”

“Oh come on, you love me!”

A loud laugh and a groan of annoyance fills the Casita. Things were definitely looking up.

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Title: Calm, cool, and collected

Pairing: Carlos Madrigal x (Y/n)

Description: Carlos and (y/n). Even though they were so similar to each other, they have been enemies since the beginning. Unfortunately, since they were so similar they were the only people that could calm each other down.

Word count: 1106

Warning: cussing, fights/violence, mentions of blood

A/N: The fight scene is lowkey cringey so its short..English is not my first language and I do not fully speak Spanish, i only know basic words etc so I used google translate, if there’s any mistranslation or mistakes please let me know!

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Carlos Madrigal and (Y/n) (L/n) we’re like two sides of the same coin, but they have always hated each other—No, loathed each other. You would think that they were close friends because they were so similar. But that was the reason they hated each other so much. Everything was a competition to them. Who could prank better, who was more of a menace, etc.

Everything about the two were so identical. From their personalities to the way they sneer at everyone. But most importantly, how they were both seen as the less better twin. Just like Carlos, (Y/n) was also known for having a golden child for a twin.

They had a sister who was literally a sunshine and don’t get them wrong, they love their twin but being compared to them all the time was ridiculous and annoying.

Whilst your sister was out and about doing chores, helping people. You were running your late mother’s shop, she was the town’s best tailor and of course, you inherited that title. Your mother taught you all you needed to be the best of the best before she passed. Most of the time you lived in the shop, on rare occasions you’d go home to your aunt and sister but again, on rare occasions. It was a lot of pressure being the town’s best tailor, you were barely even 18 but then again, you wanted to make sure your mother’s work wasn’t wasted.

A frequent customer in your shop was Pepa Madrigal and her niece, Isabela. They loved your dresses and would occasionally ask for new outfits. Sometimes Mirabel would come over to help.

So here you were, jotting down measurements on your notebook. When your door suddenly just slams open.

“Mierda! Do you ever knock?! You’re going to break my door down!” You shouted. As your notebook and pen drop to the floor. Your sister panted, as she put a hand on Camilo’s shoulder for support. “Unimportant! Come with us!”

“Can’t you see I’m working?!”

“Carlos is in another fight!” Camilo wheezed out. “Cant..ugh, get him to calm down. We need your help” They both enter your shop as they try to calm their breathing down.

You watch them and roll your eyes. “I don’t care. I’m busy. I need to finish this dress for your mama—“

Camilo groaned and just grabbed your arm. “You can finish it later! Who knows what that el tonto will do!”

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The town square was crowded with townspeople. Onlookers, as they watched the two teens fight. A few watched with interest and excitement while some were weary and had no idea how to stop the two.

“You bastardo! Take it back” Carlos shouted. Throwing punch after punch.

“As if, you fucking—ack!” The boy winced. Pushing Carlos off of him, throwing him into a stack of boxes as the crowd all gasp. Immediately, he gets up and pins the other down. As he was about to throw another hit, Carlos paused.

The clicking of boots echoed throughout the town square. As the two boys look over, the crowd parting. Soon enough another hand grabbed onto his wrist.

“That’s enough, Carlos”

Looking up he sees them, (Y/n). Who was glaring daggers at both Carlos and the boy underneath him. “Let go (L/n), this maldito idiota deserves a good—“

“Do I look like I give a damn? Lets go” They scowled. Practically dragging him away and towards Casita.

“Hah! You’re really pathetic Madrigal! Tienes a tu novia psicópata para que te ayude?!”

Oh he’s in for it now Carlos thought. Watching as they pause and walk back to where the boy was laying. Everyone watching winced as they roughly stomped their foot on the boy's chest. “Did your parents ever teach you to shut the fuck up?” They asked. Seething. “It seems like all you do is run your stupid mouth, Hay incluso algo dentro de ese cerebro tuyo?”

“As if you know anything you—“ SLAP

Carlos jumped and immediately grabbed them by the shoulder as he turned them away from the boy. “Okay, we can’t both get violent at the same time, I don’t think the town is ready for that yet” he joked.

You glare as you grab him by the ear.

“Ay! déjate ir psicópata!” He yelled.

The town could only watch as two of the craziest people in Encanto argue as they head for the Casita.

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“Why on earth were you even fighting him!” You muttered. Shoving him to sit down on the stool. “Hey! Watch it, I’m still injured—mmf!” Carlos tried to speak but you shoved his Tia’s arepa in his mouth.

“Honestly! all you do is fight and then I have to pick you up! Because for some dumb reason I’m the only one that can calm your ass down!” You complained, heading towards the sink as you washed a cloth.

“As if you don’t do the same!” He retorted, chewing on the food you shoved in his mouth. You glare daggers. “At least I don't do it as often as you! It’s like you want to wrestle with the entire town”

Carlos scoffs. “I do not”

“Bullshit”

You call out. As you squeeze the water out of the cloth, going over to him. “Hold still” you say. As you begin to wipe off the blood on his face. “Are you trying to wipe my whole face off?” He grumbled.

“I could if I would, stop squirming” you huff, holding his face with your other hand. “Be more gentle,” he hummed. Closing his eyes. You sigh.

“What are you doing?” You question as his arms snake around your waist. “Just keep going, princesa” he murmurs. Seemingly content with what’s happening. “Stop calling me that” You scowl and keep wiping off the blood and dirt off his face. He stays quiet.

As you keep cleaning his face, you begin to absentmindedly count the freckles on it. You never realized how many there were up until now, then again you never really paid attention to his face. You watch as he starts to get calmer by the minute and just like that it seemed the world stopped for a while.

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“Carlos Madrigal you are in deep trouble young man—!” Pepa yelled, enraged, a cloud forming above her head. As she stomped on over the kitchen but gasped at the scene in front of her. “Pepi? What’s wrong—ohh” Felix grinned.

“Look at them, Felix..” She whispered. As a small rainbow began to form. “Do you think they’re finally dating..?”

“I doubt it, amor” he laughs quietly. “Let’s leave them be for now”