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cahmilo · 2 years

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You Idiot. ㅡ camilo m.

pairing: camilo madrigal x gn reader

genre: angst to fluff

tags: one bed only trope, argument, name-calling, cursing, developing relationship, cuddling

req: you wanted requests soo.... can you make an angst to fluff where gn reader and him are friends but they fight and theres a time where they have sleep together but theres only one bed and they end up sharing one and end up confessing to each other

Another day, another pain for Camilo Madrigal.

If you think being magical is all cool and awesome, sometimes it's a hell of a burden, and you can see it clearly when you take a good look at the village's shapeshifter.

"Camilo! Can you turn into someone taller and reach this?"

"Camilo! Please take care of my daughter and turn in to me!"

"Camilo! Can you shapeshift into Luisa?”

He can only fake a smile and tend to orders, I mean, that’s what he was meant for right?

Right?

He thought it was, but not until you came along.

“Camilo!” You yelled and waved at him, urging him to come to you. He approached you tending to the broken drum. “Who do you need me to turn into, Y/N?” He replied, sitting beside you who was clearly having trouble over your broken instrument.

“What? No, I just need you to hold this for me while I tie the string on this bongos.” You grabbed the end of the string and handed it to him.

Camilo was taken aback. “Are you sure? I can be Luisa or Jose or Andres if you want.”

You shook your head as you gave him a warm smile. “No I don’t need Luisa or Jose or anyone else, only I need Camilo Madrigal.”

Something sparked in him that day, and he would never forget it.

—

You don’t know what just happened, but this wasn’t what you expected.

Anger, distress, frustration, and a tense atmosphere wasn’t what you expected to come along between you and Camilo.

“Why couldn’t I just have a proper conversation with you, Camilo? Everything that happens between us always ends up being my fault!” You yelled, gripping the hem of your top as hard as you can, you eyes glassy and teary.

“Every time I have a conversation with you, you would always make it about yourself! Can’t I have my own time to share my feelings to my own best friend?” Camilo yelled back.

“You never do! You never tell me anything! Its- It’s that thing you always do where you pretend you’re fine but you’re not and when I try to at least get something out of you, you just pour it all to me like it’s my fault!”

Camilo cursed under his breath. “You don’t tell me what to do, Y/N! You don’t think that I know how to express myself, coming from a mother who’s emotions control the fucking weather?! I am capable of taking care of my own self and I don’t need your bossy ass bitchiness to baby me as if I’m a child!”

This was your last straw.

“Watch your fucking mouth, Camilo. Never did I once force you to do anything. Not even your powers or your goddamn gift because I just wanted you to be proud of your own damn self.” You inched closer to him, griping his ruana and forcing him to look at you. When you saw the once happy hazel eyes turn dark and empty, you mumbled the last words you ever get to say to him.

“I’m not dealing with this anymore. Find another fucking friend that you won’t treat like shit.” Letting go, you turned away and headed home.

Something faded in him that day, and he would do anything it takes to forget it.

—

Those emotions of anger oddly lasted longer.

The two of you were no longer friends. Oftentimes you would pass by each other in the village but in the form of glares and sharp daggers that everyone could notice. No one meddled in the both of you though, it was your problem.

You hated Camilo, your first friend. The friend that would take a bullet for you if you messed up the fruit stall. The friend that sneaked Julieta’s snacks in your pockets so you could get them for free. The friend that would cheer you up when you’re down. Sadly, he was no longer that.

Camilo hated you, his best friend. The friend that would take the blame if Pepa saw him in trouble. The friend that would play music for him when he’s down. The friend that would take his turn playing with the kids so that he could rest. The friend that would constantly remind him of his true identity that gets covered in his shapeshifting abilities. Sadly, you were no longer that.

Weeks went by and both of you still seemed fine. Not that either of you gave a crap, but strangely, it was like back to square one like nothing even happened. Both of you were blinded by anger and hated to realize the empty hole in your hearts that longed for the other. But to be fair, neither of you were THAT close to be intimate. Just like a bunch of friends, there was still space between you two.

For now.

—

It was not like Camilo cared at all, but he wondered why he hasn’t seen you in 2 days. It was not the usual. You were always near your house, either tending to your stall or just staying in your balcony reading a book.

But you weren’t.

While passing by your block, he noticed that your window was shut, and your book was torn on the floor. Picking it up, his eyebrows furrowed. Shouldn’t be happy you were gone? Why isn’t he angry?

Camilo couldn’t sleep, and he refuses to believe it was because you. He snuck out his room to take a breather, and walked down to the kitchen probably thinking that he couldn’t sleep because he was hungry.

Shuffling through the cabinets, he heard a rather loud thud from the outside window of Casita. Looking around, he glanced at the shifting tile from the alive house. “Was it you?”

Casita fiddled with the tiles, showing what resembled a shrugging action.

Camilo approached the window and opened it. He saw ruffling in the bushes, and a familiar outfit running into the woods. Dropping his snack, he hopped out the window to chase you.

It wasn’t long before his hand caught yours as you were taken aback. Flinching from the action, you turned around and backed away with glassy eyes.

“What the fuck are you doing here parading late at night?” Camilo snarled at you, eyes giving an emotion you couldn't discern.

You scoffed, dusting your sleeves, “Like you care, just-” You paused.

“-just pretend you never saw me.” You turned around to walk away but Camilo abruptly grabbed your hand.

“You don’t get to disappear just like that! What kind of sick joke are you playing?”

You accepted his tight grip onto your wrist and finally looked at him. “No one fucking cared, Camilo. My family wanted me out and they didn’t give a shit when I did. Did anyone even notice I was gone? No. And I’m happier that way.”

But I noticed. Camilo thought. Wanting to say it out loud but he didn’t.

You continued. “With or without me, everyone is fine. Now pleas- don’t mention this to anyone and pretend I wasn’t here” You tried to let go of his grip but instead he pulled you closer and dragged you to his house.

“Not a fucking chance. I hate you but I’m not an ass that would leave you out here in the open at midnight.”

—

Camilo never let go of your grip. As much as you struggled, you didn’t scream or yell or say a word because you knew of his sister with super hearing. Being forcefully dragged into his room, you only sulked.

Camilo softly closes the door and locks it.

“You’re not leaving here till morning.”

You gasped, “The fuck?! Now you’re holding me hostage?”

Gripping the doorknob, Camilo stared blankly at you. “Idiot, my dad would kill me if something happened to you.”

“Oh. And I thought the Camilo Madrigal was finally getting soft over me” You grumbled, receiving a scoff from the boy.

“Like I care about you.” Ouch. You expected it coming from him but somehow, why did it hurt?

“Not surprised, no one ever does.” Camilo’s eyes softened for a second, hearing the slight disappointment from your tone but shrugs it off. He approaches his bed and fixes the blankets.

“There’s only one bed so, sleep on the floor.” You glared at him.

“The hell? The grass would be a better place if you just let me out.”

“No. Sleep on the damn floor.”

“No.”

“Fucking hell, Y/N!” He slammed his hand on the bedframe, forgetting for a second that it was late at night and he probably startled his sister.

He cleared his throat and mumbled a “Sorry, Dolores” And you kind of softened, seeing him care.

Sighing in defeat, you gave up. “Fine, I’ll sleep on the floor.”

—

You couldn’t sleep. Yeah, it was uncomfortable but for some reason it wasn’t the only one keeping you awake and you don’t know what it was. Standing up, you walked around his room and saw him sleeping comfortably in his bed. Well, you had no other choice.

You slapped his leg, jolting him awake.

“Scoot over.” You mumbled, pushing away the pillows and blankets to make space for you in the other side.

“You’re impossible to deal with.” He only moved aside, being too tired to argue. Putting a large pillow between the both of you, he faced the other way and went back to sleep.

—

You still couldn’t. You were comfortable, but something else was clouding your mind and you couldn’t stop it from doing so. It frustrated you. All the events started flashing back on your mind. Your fight with Camilo, losing your best friend. Your argument with your parents, losing your home. Almost everything that has kept you from sleeping for the past week. You badly needed comfort, something you needed to finally fall asleep.

You looked over at Camilo who was now sleeping facing you. He was lightly snoring, hands under his puffed cheek while his arms were cuddling his pillow.

Were you about to do it?

I shouldn’t-

Ah fuck it.

Mumbling a curse, you fiddled with your blankets and faced his sleeping figure. You took the pillow that was between his arms, jolting him awake once again.

But before he even got to complain, you dove into his arms and hid your face in his chest. His eyes widened, looking down to your head that was snuggled in front of him. Camilo stood completely frozen, not being able to form a coherent thought. You guys were friends, yes but you never hugged him, not until now.

Before he was able to finally say a word, he stopped himself after hearing you sniffle and seeing your shoulders shake. Immediately his fingers went to the locks of your hair and whispered hushing sounds to keep you calm- a technique he used to do for his mom when she was anxious.

“Hey, deep breaths okay?” He mumbled against the crown of your head, trying to take deep breaths to let yours sync with his.

“I’m sorry.” You manage to whisper, face still hidden under his. “I-” You stuttered.

“I miss you.” Was all you managed to say.

All walls manage to break in Camilo’s head. This was the reason why he was also losing his sleep.

Shifting his position, he lifted you up slightly so that your head was lying on his shoulder facing him as his legs were entangled with yours.

“I missed you too.” He said to you, eyes no longer reflecting anger, but sadness and regret. “I’m sorry for being an ass to you. You were only trying to help..”

You looked at him and placed your hand on his jaw, turning it to face you, face only inches apart.

“I’m sorry too, for forcing you to speak, I should have waited until you were comfortable with it.”

He leaned in closer. “I’ve already been comfortable with you.” He smirked.

Seeing through him, you played along. “Oh really? Prove it to me then” You brushed your lips against his and when he closed his eyes, you pulled away from his embrace and rolled over to the side to act like you were going back to sleep.

He gasped dramatically. “You did not just- you fucking tease.”

“Go to sleep, Camilo-” He heard your laugh for the first time in weeks, Oh boy did he miss this.

“You’re messing with me”

“No, I’m not, Madrigal. You’re just in love with me”

“And what if I actually am?” You heard him and immediately blushed, heat reaching every inch of your cheeks.

You sat up to face him. “What?” You managed to choke out, eyes widened. Camilo laughed at you as he opened his arms wide for you.

“Come here and kiss me, you idiot.”

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Soulmates [Camilo x gn! reader] prt.3

Summary: you and Camilo are having complicated feelings to one another

Warning: cringe.

Note: he/him for Camilo. They/them for reader. Second point of view.

Created: March 8, 2022

Published: july 12, 2022

Part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5

Camilo wanted to sink into the earth in disgrace. He had this one chance to talk to you normally without any threat or side comment from you, and he just blow it! You had a thing for Soulmates and that thing is not good. It's been 3 days and you're avoiding him much more than before, and he can see it's intentional. You hate him so much you can't even look him in the eye!

Why would you say that you idiot! " 'Cause you're my Soulmate, and I'll do anything just to be close to you,"? You scared them now they hate you! Why say it like that, and you gave them a rock. A ROCK, C'MON- The boy scolded himself, burying his face deeper into his pillow as he planned his next actions to make it up to you.

What is it that perks up your interest? Books? no, you already have a huge set of them. An instrument? Nah, you'll only use it once then never again. Should he ask you? He would if he could, but right now that's not in the options considering that you're dodging him.

You, on the other hand, are freaking out. You hate how he's making you feel all the things you only dreamt of experiencing, from the flustered expression to the speed of your racing heart. You told yourself to not fall for the shape-shifter, especially not him.

Why? Well first, he's a Madrigal. A lot of people already have an eye on him— he and his cousin: Isabela, are one of the people who receive so many heart eyes.

Second, he probably only wants to be close to you because you're his Soulmate! His words, not yours. That just proves your point, if you two aren't soulmates, he won't make that much effort like he's doing it to you.

He only likes you because the universe told him so.

And you hate it. Why can't you? He doesn't like you for you, he likes you because he was told that you two are meant to be.

It hurts deeply when you think about it. Considering that if you two met that day, where he's bruised all over and he didn't find it that you're his Soulmate. Will he still hang around you to this day? No, he'll see you as a neighbor who helped and nothing more.

You feel confused and hurt, what he did the other day was unexpecting. He waited patiently for you, but if you're just a neighbor to him, he won't even be there in the first place.

You appreciate his actions more than anything, he's always there for you. Camilo's a kind, selfless, sweet, cheerful, and downright adorable gentleman.

You can't take how much he affected you, you can't handle it. So, you avoid him as much as possible, and it's working. You're back to normal, no more racing hearts, no more panic moments about his charming face, those lovable eyes won't get to you anymore!

You held a small pebble in your hand, observing it closely, it's smooth unlike the others, the color is grayish blue with some bits of white dots. You put it by the light from outside, it was pretty and extraordinary.

It was given by Camilo the day by the river, he made things a bit awkward and tried to lighten the mood up, by giving you a pretty rock that he found.

"Here." The boy handed you a little pebble that he has since the moment he got here. Beaming as you took it gently from his hands, your fingers brushing lightly at each other.

"A... rock." You stammered, eyeing the piece of earth in your hands, repeatedly glancing back and found towards the boy.

"Yeah, I want to give it to you as a gift." He started, sliding closer to you, stopping with a little space when he notice you tense up. "Luisa and Mira are known to be a rock in my family, so I wanna be your rock."

The shape-shifter could tell that you're skeptical about his words, but attempting to understand his thoughts. "Um, sure...?"

Chuckling at your response, he explained, "What I meant as being your rock is, I'll be the person that you can always rely on to help and support you." He paused, taking in the beauty contains in your eyes, [eye. color] is a pretty color. "I want to be that person to you, [name]. If you don't mind, of course."

Heat crept up to your cheeks as he voice out his explanation, you avoid eye contact, too flustered to look him in the eye. His big eyes stared at you, waiting patiently for your answer— giving in, you mutter your reply, "I don't mind."

Your mind replays the scene over and over again expecting different results if your reply is not what you had said. You attempt to think about what he even sees in you. There's nothing special about you that a Madrigal like him would follow you around like a lost puppy.

Will you accept him? In the future? And live happily ever after, like the others you've seen in town.

But what if he'll do what your Mother did? Running away from your Soulmate since you don't want to be betrothed, and be free to pick whoever you want to be with.

You clench the piece of earth in your hands, you feel your heartbreak into millions at the thought of making the same mistake as your father. He always warned you, but still told you to follow what your heart leads you.

A tiny knock causes you to be brought back to reality, the door handle twists a bunch of times signaling that the person behind it is struggling to open the unlocked door. A moment of silence spread into the air before another knock is heard.

"[Name]...?" A squeaky voice called out, his tone trembled a bit and you can already tell he was nervous. "Um, someone is uh, looking for you..."

It was the kid, your half-brother that's very adorable to resist. One thing you learned for the past few days is: He's scared of you, you don't know what's the exact reason for it but he's terrified of you.

What was his name again? Oh right, Fabio.

Fabio [last name]. Your mother used your family's last name ever since they moved in; it's like they're trying to stay here for another year before leaving without a trace.

You do admit, it's hard to like kids especially when they're a menace. Though this kid did nothing but obey, and be a sweetheart, he's unlucky to be with a mother like that witch.

Opening the door, you glance at his tiny form. He froze when he met your eyes, the little boy started to tremble to make you concerned about what sin did you commit for him to see you as a predator. "Hello." you greeted, crouching down to his level, looking him straight in the eyes, thinking it will help him warm-up. Though that did not help the boy at all, it just made you look more intimidating.

"Hi, I'm sorry for bothering you..." clinging tighter to his stuffed toy, he had trouble looking at you considering that your full attention is on him, making him anxious. "you probably don't want— to see me, since you hate me..."

you crook your brow at his last sentence, how could a little kid think such thoughts? it's already clear that he didn't grow up as any kid should have. "where did you even get that? I don't hate you." you questioned, worried but also angry, already knowing who's behind it.

Just like what you've expected, he said, "mí mamá, told me you hate me... because I have another father." The [hair. color]-haired boy glance at his feet, rubbing them across the floor.

you clench your fist in range, not only she's messing with your father's head, but she's also messing with the kid. He may not be your brother in full blood, but that doesn't mean he has to go through those manipulations. "That Witch-"

"Don't call mama that!" the little boy snapped, stepping a foot forward, brows knitted together. He must have caught himself since he slowly back-away to his previous spot, "I'm sorry, please don't get mad."

You're more than surprised, grinning excitedly at him, "Damn kid, didn't know you can yell. You have a loud voice for a little kid like you." you softly nudged him, clearing the tension that's building up. The boy beamed brightly, liking that someone finally appreciate his loud voice.

"Yeah! I've been practicing!"

"Practicing? for what?"

"So I can talk to Jaguars when I got older!" your ears perk up at his answer, he's just like the youngest Madrigal.

"Is that so?"

"Yes! And the louder I Roar, they will be my friend!" He's practically bouncing at his feet, his eyes shine brighter than you've ever seen in a child.

"[name]?- oh." Your father stood near the two of you, surprised by the sudden bond between the two. Yesterday two acted as if you were strangers, yet here you are talking like real siblings. The older [Last name] smiled at the scene, as you both looked at the source of the voice.

"Sí, Papá?" you asked, your halfhearted smile never leaving your face. The man just shook his head, dismissing his shocked state.

"Nothing, Manuel is looking for you." He announced, walking downstairs, a warm feeling spread over his chest. "you better come down, before he forces you out himself." with that he disappeared.

"wait, Manuel? you said someone is looking for me," you inquired the kid, putting a hand on your back feeling it aches, "did he not tell you his name?"

"oh, he told me, he just doesn't want me to say it's him, 'cause he said you won't come down if you know it's him."

♡♥︎♡

Camilo walked hand-in-hand with his little brother Antonio, his other hand held a paper that consist of the ingredients his Tia told him to buy, and a shoulder bag swung by his shoulders as he walks. The shape-shifter let go for a moment, stretching his shoulders, the brace on his back is killing him.

Pepa wanted her children to at least exercise every once and a while, even though they're active people she still wants them to do real exercise, considering that the youngest is always at the back of his Jaguar while the middle child is always at his back slouch. With Mirabel's help, they made him a back brace forcing him to walk with a straight back

The Jaguar growl for affection as it rubs its head on the 8-year-old boy, not used to being apart from the boy. "I'm still petting you, you don't have to complain." Antonio laughed, shaking his head, shoulders bouncing lightly.

"I hate this thing," Camilo complained, grumpily putting a gram of flour on the shoulder bag after paying for it. "I should've listened to Dolores when I was younger."

The little boy giggle at his brother's words, before gasping when he saw a familiar [brunette, blonde, etc.] Strolling along the street, with their cousin. "[Name]!"

You jerk up from a sudden impact, stumbling a bit as Antonio jumped on your back, laughing when he made you flinch. "Tonio? Good to see you, buddy,' you greeted him, ruffling the crown of his head. Adjusting his feet to hang on your back comfortably, cupping the back of his leg, while he secured his arms around your neck.

The little [hair. color] haired boy, hid behind Manuel's legs as he and the Jaguar made eye contact before its gaze went back to their owner.

"Hey there, midget." Manuel greeted, holding up a fist to the Madrigal, mimicking the youngster's smile once their fist collide.

Camilo raises a brow, Antonio knows these people? It's been a few weeks and the only one he's close with is you, how come his little brother knows your cousin already? They seem close too.

"Hey!" The shape-shifter greeted, waving a hand when he saw you spun around. He notice that your gaze kept shifting from him to something else, looking at him then back to looking around the place like an endless cycle. "Sorry, he run off like that," Camilo started.

"No, it's alright. I'm used to this little rascal climbing on my back," you informed, you can still feel a bit of pain on your back as if it's being stretched, you raise a brow at the shape-shifter once you acknowledge his change of height. "Did you shapeshift to change your height? And what's that on your back?"

Your question made the said boy's cheeks flame up, with a quick motion the back brace is already inside his shoulder bag. "what do you mean? I don't have anything on my back," Camilo tried to cover up, embarrassed by the situation. For the first time in three days that the both of you talked and this is his impression? yeah, no.

You only roll your eyes at his words, before taking notice of the little boy behind Manuel's legs, peeking at the Jaguar with stars in his eyes. "Hey, Tonio," you called, gaining the said boy's attention, "I brought a friend." glancing at your half-brother, with a smile as Antonio followed your eyes.

with a gasp of excitement, the youngest Madrigal shakes himself off your back to greet the newcomer. "Hi, I'm Antonio Madrigal! nice to meet you!" thrusting his hands to shake.

The boy's gaze shifted from the Madrigal to you, beaming at him before nodding in encouragement. Camilo witnessed the little interaction that you just did, making him melt on the spot.

Your little brother shook his hands with Antonio, mumbling his name as his introduction. "Fabio..."

"Oh would you look at that, a new kid in town," Camilo dropped the bag once he shape-shifted into a clone of your brother. "Hello Fabio, I am also Fabio." He bows dramatically.

It was so fast that it caught the little boy off guard, erupting a tiny scream as he trip on his feet and landed on the Jaguar's soft fur, growling gently at him as a greeting. "Woah!" The [hair. color] swiftly get off, not wanting to disturb the creature.

You catch him by his shoulders when he fell back once again, getting a bit overwhelmed by the unbelievable events that kept happening. Reaching you, the boy hid from his clone of him, scared.

Seeing him snuggled up by your shoulders made you realize that he wasn't informed about what the Family Madrigal holds.

"Ah miércoles, are you alright?" Camilo immediately went to comfort, soothing the boy's back. "Didn't mean to startle you, buddy."

"Magic," Fabio mumbled, causing you to rise a brow at his random statement. "It was magic, [name]! Did you see that?!" He suddenly pulled away from you, with starry-like eyes.

Making brief eye contact with the Madrigal, you replied with a smile, "yes I did, isn't it awesome?"

"It is! It is! It is!" He spun around gleefully, hopping on his feet. "Can you do it again, señor?!" He asked once he turned to face the older one.

Camilo glance at you for permission, as if he's unsure if you want him to be close with your brother. Receiving a nod, he immediately granted the request, "be my guest! Who do you want me to be?"

"[Name]! Please do [name]!" The [hair. color] lad pulled you by your [skirt/pants] into his side, grinning widely.

"Beautiful choice," the madrigal commented before shifting into a copy of yourself. Fabio cheers as he does so, he is also talking to Antonio, amazed by his gift.

Beautiful? What does he mean by Beautiful? You buried those thoughts away, not wanting to start thinking about your feelings, knowing well that it will make you zone out for some time.

The Madrigals accompany your little half-brother, telling him about their family and the gifts they have. Manuel collecting the list of items your aunt wants, while you do the same for the Madrigals since they're too busy with Fabio.

Not that you're complaining, the boy deserves to have friends.

The shape-shifter will flirt with you now and then, only to receive a playful eye roll and a smile from you (which he gladly accepts) as well as a hard glare from your cousin.

The five of you are walking to la casa [last name] after your little shopping. The two Madrigals insisted to escort you home since it's almost dark and both of the kids still want to talk to each other.

Fabio and Antonio ride the jaguar while talking and laughing to Manuel as the older one feed the bird on his shoulder.

Leaving you with the eldest son, walking behind the trio. The atmosphere wasn't uncomfortable nor disturbing, it was calm and comforting. You want to stay like this forever.

"Hey uh, sorry if I made you uncomfortable the last time we talked." The curly-haired began, kicking a random rock on the way. "It was a bad move to bring up about us being soulmates and all, then gave you a stupid gift to lighten it up but still failed."

You hum in acknowledgment, signaling him that you're listening but don't know how to reply. You fidget with a small pebble in your pocket, who knew something so small can be so comforting. For the last three days, you found yourself staring at it with a warm feeling on your chest, you would be lying if you say you didn't like it.

"But I think I'm good since you like it when I talked very lovely about you earlier," he teased, smirking at you. His eyes half-lidded as he brought his face closer to yours, but he couldn't deny the nervousness bubbling up inside him. "Isn't that right, Lindo?"

"Now don't get too cocky on me, Señor." You gently shove his face away, with an unimpressed expression, though you knew you were liking how he talks to you.

Should you give this soulmate thing a chance? But what if— no, you shouldn't think that way. Camilo wouldn't do such a thing. The boy is too kind-hearted to be accused of something like that.

"I never knew I would miss your voice this much." The shape-shifter mumbled, "it's only been three days, yet here I am wanting to hear more."

You stared at him like a deer caught in headlights, your heart pumping so much as if it's trying to get out.

He didn't mean it, does he? I mean, c'mon it's just me talking, what's so special about that?

He must've felt your gaze 'cause he turned to you, confusion swirling in his eyes before realizing something.

"Ah, she— did I say that out loud?" Redness spread across his freckled cheeks, he cupped his mouth like he said something terrible. "Ugh, now I sound like a creep to you."

"No, no, no! It's fine," You swiftly declined his words, waving a hand. "I just don't know what's so special about it that made you say that."

"You're kidding? It's like singing angels—!"

"Okay, now you're exaggerating."

"Fine, lovely tweeting bir—" he says mockingly, leading you to giggle but still declining.

"No," from the corner of your eye, you can see Camilo wincing at your reply.

"Wedding bells?"

He could tell you didn't like the sound of that by your somewhat noticeable frown, "What?"

"No? Alright, uhh..." you knew that you have developed a soft spot for the shape-shifter, especially when you find his tiny pout adorable as he thought another sound that matched your tone, "gentle ocean waves!"

"You've never seen nor heard the ocean." brows raised as you look at him with curious eyes, he and his family will be the last person you expect to leave Encanto.

"I know, I know," he says, "but I've heard from Dolores that it sounds like river water..." Camilo began to describe the sea by making gestures with his hands in the air. "but louder, like sshhuuum, shhhhuuumm, y'know?"

you never thought about a person who can make you smile about the littlest things in life, but there you are, smiling as a tiny cackle left your lips. "oceans sound like sshhuuum?"

"I don't know, that's what she told me! blame her for doing a terrible impression of the sea." he quickly defended, mumbling a small "sorry, 'lores." Under his breath, thinking you didn't hear him. "By the way, how did you meet my little brother? You guys seem close enough for his to jump on you like that."

You can tell he wants to keep the conversation going, finding topic after topic. "We work at the farm. We need him to talk to the oxes and see what they need to keep them working."

You notice the three boys in front glance back at you both, causing you to raise a brow at the trio. They swiftly went back to talking, well more like whispering to each other.

"What's wrong?" The shape-shifter inquired, taking note of your expression.

"It's nothing interesting, just the boys in front are gossiping without us."

This erupt an offended gasp from the brunette, resting his hand on his chest. "How dare they not include us, I'm good at keeping secrets."

"Last week you told me about your and Mirabel's fire incident—"

"Sshh! You're not suppose to talk about that!"

♡♥︎♡

The reason that three has been talking (whispering) is they want the three of you over for dinner tomorrow.

You're highly suspicious about it though, you get why your little brother is coming so he and Antonio can play in his room. You are there as adult supervision for your brother. But why Manuel?

Plus if he's there, he can be the guardian for Fabio so why does it have to be the three of you?

Not that you're complaining, you just can't help but think about it.

Looks like you have to know the real reason why they want you guys to come to dinner.

Part 4

Huehuehue, I'm back :> I'm gonna go away again, see you next few months /jk

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#camilo madrigal x reader #camilo madrigal #camilo x reader #camilo angst #camilo #encanto camilo #camilo fanfic #camilo x y/n #camilo my beloved #encanto #encanto x reader

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camilos-mivida · 2 years

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The Arranged Marriage

Part Two - Her Contrary and His Assurance

Pairing with Aged-up Camilo Madrigal and Female Reader

Summary: Your bestfriend of all time, Camilo Madrigal, had signed a contract, not just any plain contract, an agreement of an arrange marriage with you, without you knowing. Not that you were against with arrange marriage, you had always seen it coming since you had turned down every suitor you'd ever had and your family were already too desperate for you to find someone to settle down so you wouldn't be alone. Although knowing Camilo, everything he did has a reason behind it. So why did he?

Warnings: Slightly(?) mentions of curse words

Check the previous and next part in this Masterlist

You still haven't processed what happened, the dinner commenced after the engagement, leaving you and your thoughts alone. You were chewing on your food thoroughly as you tried to align everything that just happened. You spared a glance to your side, seeing Camilo eating normally.....that can't can't be.

There must've been something going on inside his brain right? You spared a glance at everyone else, I can't be the only one whose mind is in a horse track right? Like as they said they had planned it for a week so what could they be thinking right now? Why is no one speaking up? Even this Carlos beside me is just munching on his empanada, speaking of empanada, let's try one.

You reached out your hand on the serving spoon of the plate, Carlos handed you the plate and you took an empanada. "Thanks"

You were about to take a bite when all of the sudden Camilo decided to talk to you.

"Y/n, I-"

You were startled causing yourself to accidentally drop the empanada on your plate that you were about to eat, and then again, you caught everyone's attention.

"Dear, are you okay? Is there something wrong with the food?" Julieta asked, concerned, her eyes looking at you and the empanada you failed to take a bite.

"Estás bien, tía. It's just the empanada is still hot, heh" You told her, taking your sight back down on the empanada and blowing it before eating it.

"It's not even hot" Carlos spoke, poking on the not hot empanada. You side glared at him as he mouthed, excuses, and smirking after.

You took your gaze away from the sore eyes and turning your head made you meet Camilo again, por amor de dios why am I sitting beside the twins, you looked over at the other side of table, seeing your siblings having fun with their foods with the other Madrigals.

The ring of the band was cold, no idea where on earth could this has been placed before your fingers but it definitely was cold. You were unconsciously staring at the ring time to time, you were admiring it? Not really sure, but sure it was unusual for you.

If you were to tell the truth, the ring really looks beautiful, with all the designs and colors, just wow, but as you said earlier, it was too much for an arrange marriage. You frowned to yourself, grabbing your spoon and fork to go back to eating and that's when you noticed you had already finished the foods without noticing it.

"Oh..."

"See that's what you get when your distracted" Carlos annoyingly whispered to you, you slightly slammed the table, "Carlos enough!" You spoke up in a whisper. Camilo glared at his twin from behind, giving him a come-on-man look.

"I-is everything fine there, cariño" Alma asked, seeing your palms still hands the table after hitting it hard.

"Sí abuela, we're fine here" Carlos spoke and faked his smile towards abuela.

"Oh, look at the time! It's already getting late, we should head home now" You told them, seeing the dark streets from the open windows.

"Oh um, dear, you're to stay here for now" Your mother said, looking at both of you and Camilo.

"What?"

"Since the two of you are engaged now, we thought that you two might wanna have some time along together" Your Abuela smiled sweetly at you while explaining.

Isn't that illegal? Or is it because we're bestfriends and nothing would be different in having a sleepover than before... although it did have difference, you were now engaged to him.

"Or if you want, Carlos could be also there for an extra company" Abuela Alma suggested, gesturing the other guy beside you.

"No, I've had enough of him for tonight, thank you" You immediately denied the offer, sending a glare to the boy beside you.

Carlos scoffed. "That's mean, cuñada"

Carlos smirked when he saw you feeling weirded out by him calling you his in-law.

"Then it's settled, we'll see you tommorow Y/n, we must head home now" Your father wiped his mouth, before standing up with your family and thanking and waving the Madrigals a goodbye.

Is being arranged marriage means you're being under control? I wasn't even given a choice if I would want to stay here...

Your family had left the casa while you were still on your sit, watching the grandkids clean up the table.

"Camilo cariño, you can now go ahead with our beloved Y/n, tu primas can handle the dishes on themselves"

"But it's Camilo's duty today" Mirabel mumbled, looking at the pile of dirty dishes.

Camilo looked at you and his abuela, "Sí abuela, gracias"

"The food was delicious Señora, thank you" You too thanked her for the delicious meal despite having engaged at the same time you were eating.

"You can call me abuela, mija, and you're very welcome too" Alma tucked your hair away from your face as she slipped her hand on your chin, moving it side to side, admiring your beauty.

Abuela distanced her hand from your features as Camilo held your hand and pulled you away from the kitchen and headed to his room.

"She'd be a great in-law right?" Abuela asked as she looked back to his other grandchildrens.

"What did just happen?" You asked as soon as Camilo closed his door, walking away from him.

"Abuela admired your face?" Camilo spoke, picking up his ruana from the floor that he threw away the last second he exited his room, and hanged it on the chair.

"No not that--well part of it but that's not what I'm asking about"

"Then what is it?"

"Camilo, you know what I mean" You scrunched your brows, sitting down on the chair infront of his vanity.

"I really just wanted the best for you, Y/n" Camilo told you, walking around and closing the windows.

"And you think it's best for me to marry you?" You spun the chair away from the mirror and turned to him.

"Isn't?" He tilted his head back at you, closing the last window.

"Why did you agree, Camilo? Why did you agree on the arrangement?" You asked him directly.

"Why not? Don't you want be married to your bestfriend?" He joked, sitting down on the edge of his bed.

"Madrigal, I'm serious" You walked towards him land stopping with both of your hands on your waist.

Díos, last name call...and she's standing really close.

"I am serious!" Camilo raised his shoulders wuth his hand, telling his truth.

"Drop the act and tell me why you agreed!"

"I'm not acting" He defended himself.

"Then why did you agree?" You asked him, again.

"You won't stop won't you?" Camilo questioned, looking up at you.

"Why the hell would I stop? This is about us!" You exclaimed and for some reasons Camilo smiled when you mentioned 'This is about us'.

"Why are you smiling?" You noticed his contagious smile and asked him about it.

Camilo shook his head as he bowed down. "Nothing"

You felt like you were pressuring him to speak the reason to you, but who wouldn't, you just wanted to know the truth and why. Although knowing Camilo for years, you knew he was a sweet soft spoken man.

You breathed out as you crouched down, placing your hand on his knees as support, his eyes met yours.

"Are you alright?" Camilo had asked you, placing his hands on top of yours.

"I would be if you answer my question" You told him, having a glimpse of your doe eyes in sight.

Well I do want nothing more than for you to be alright.

He sighed and squeezed your hand before he began to explain. "It's because they expected so much for you but you kept declining everyone and I thought that maybe if I took the arrangement then they'll stop bugging you" Camilo told you.

...Mierda that sounded so wrong.

"Th-that doesn't make any sense" You spoke once you analyzed what Camilo just said.

"What?"

"Why would you give up your chance to find your someone just for my family to stop bugging me?" You questioned him as you stood up, walking backwards, away from him.

Your untamed thoughts began to overlap each other, making you, once again fogged up. You were to spoke directly to your point before your words could eat you up. You raised your hand backwards at him, showing him the gorgeous family passed down ring.

"This? Th-this, this ring is too much for this! Too much for that reason you just said!" You cried out with your hand still in the air.

"It fits perfectly beautiful on you!" Camilo also stood as he accolades you, gesturing your left hand.

"No Camilo! No! I don't want you to give up your chance to find your own real love just because of me! Be like your parents and not mine, don't settle down with me just because you feel bad. You're lucky enough that you have the freedom to choose who you'd settle with" You spoke as your voice quivered, and eyes tearing up.

You reached your hand out to him, "Please" you pleaded for him to take the ring off your hand, you felt nothing but to feel bad, you won't let his pitying to do something that he would regret later in life.

It was heartbreaking for Camilo to see you like that, he breathed out and stared at your hand, he held it up, softly rubbing his thumb on your knuckles, he examined how beautiful his mother's ring is on you. His eyes peeked up from your hands as he pecked your soft hand instead of removing the ring.

"I'll be okay with you, mi vida" Camilo whispered as he stayed at his position with your hand on him.

You sobbed, shaking your head. "No you're not"

"What makes you think of that?" Camilo asked in his sweet-tempered, loving voice. He stood straight, now holding both of your hands.

"Because of what you just said! You're only doing this so they would leave me alone! That's cruel if I'll let you" Camilo took notice of your tear stained face and ran his thumb from where your tears were.

"That's not really what I meant, um wording delivery problem, I meant, I'd be glad to take the place of what they expected for you of finding a good and loving husband to settle down with, and plus, I could be more than just that" Camilo wrapped his arms around you, pulling you in his warm and comforting embrace.

"Are you doing this because you love me?" Your voice still trembled as you looked up on him, but it was the lasts of the anxiety you were feeling.

"Te amo tanto mi vida, I always have and will" Camilo planted a kiss on your forehead before pulling you back in his embrace.

"Come, let's lay down, my legs will collapse any second if we didn't"

What Camilo said made you laugh as you both made your ways to his bed.

Hey wait there's more! Had to cut it since this felt long already for this post! Planned to make this part angsty but was defeated by Camilo's sweet and kind nature.

If there's a part that you may think that had gone way too fast, it's because the reader was directly saying her point since if she didn't, she might be too clouded to say it.

And this is also my twentieth Encanto fiction!!! Yey!! Thank you for reading! Do correct me for my mistakes and do tell me what you think of this!!! I'll post the next half later on! Have a beautiful week! Xx

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kimmyluvg · 2 years

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Miss Sorceress

Royal Au!Encanto

Summary: What if the Crown Prince of Encanto got engaged to a girl who is secretly a sorcerer?

Cast:

Main Characters:

- Y/N Selene Kesem (Female Lead and Crown Princess)

- Camilo Madrigal (Male Lead And Crown Prince)

- Paulito Belrose (Second Male Lead, Son of a Duke)

- Fabina Helena Belrose (Antagonist)

Madrigal Family: (Royalty)

- Mirabel Madrigal (Duchess of Milagro)

- Isabela Madrigal (Marchioness)

- Luisa Madrigal (Countess)

- Dolores Madrigal (Duchess)

- Antonio Madrigal (Second Prince)

- Alma Madrigal (Previous Queen of Encanto)

- Julieta Madrigal (Duchess, Gave up the throne)

- Agustin Madrigal (Husband to Julieta, Duke)

- Pepa Madrigal (Current Queen of Encanto)

- Felix Madrigal (Prince Consort of Encanto)

- Bruno Madrigal (Prince and Sorcerer of Encanto)

- Mariano (Husband to Dolores, Duke/Royal Knight)

Chapters:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

#camilo madrigal #camilo x reader #camilo madrigal x reader #camilo my beloved #camilo x y/n #camilo x you #camilo angst #camilo fluff #encanto

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theirangelita · 2 years

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THE CRACKS EMERGED

artwork by @crunchyfootwear.

camilo/carlos x reader : a one-shot where the reader finds out how camilo actually looks like.

"CAMILO! DONDE ESTAS?" You frantically called out, looking for your boyfriend in the pile of rubber that was once his home.

Once the news of Casita collapsing after a horrible argument with Mirabel & Abuela got out, you sprinted out of your home, desperate to know if Camilo was okay.

"CAMILO?" You called out again, shoving rocks to the side, cutting your hands in the process. "[Name] please, calm down." Pepa called out while trying to comfort a sobbing Antonio.

You ignored her, continuing to search until you heard the sound of sobs. "Camilo?" You called out, letting out a sigh of relief once you spotted him in the corner. "There you are!" You exclaimed softly, making your way to him.

"No! [Name], stay away from me!" Camilo yelled out, covering his face with his hands. "No me mires.." He choked out with sobs.

You frowned, your heart breaking at his voice. "What happened?" You questioned, grabbing him by the shoulder and turning him around, catching him by surprise.

"Aiy!" Camilo shrieked, jumping backwards, a bit shocked by your actions.

You were about to comfort him, until you saw the drastic changes in his face. "Camilo..?" You whispered, a bit confused.

"I told you not to look! When the house broke down, my face turned to this!" Camilo explained, making up any excuse as to why he looked differently.

The day that you would find out the person you fell in love with didn't exist would have to come evantually.

But he didn't think that day would be today.

#camilo x reader #encanto #encanto camilo #camilo madrigal #camilo angst

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chameleon-madrigal · 2 years

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"LOST CHANCE"

Prompts:

The cuts healed, but her heart didn't

Still make coffee for two

One drink, she never drove again

Genre: Tragic

Pairings: Camilo x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Aged Up, Mention of accident

MASTERLIST HERE!

It was 6 am, he woke up feeling tired and annoyed about someone knocking on his dorm, he usually woke up in the afternoon but the moment he saw who it was, he suddenly felt woken up. Camilo knows his bestfriend experience a toxic relationship with her boyfriend. They seem like a perfect couple but they aren't, when no eyes are looking, a fight always occurs between them two. He would advice her to leave him alone but she won't, because of love. Can it still be called love when all you do is receive pain, asked Camilo. Then she said, those are words that were blinded by too much emotions, that he didn't mean to as she smiled painfully. But Camilo looked at her in dismay, because he knows that the cuts healed, but her heart didn't with those things that keeps on repeating again. He knows how words can affect her inside out, she would always keep it to herself, but knowing her, she don't know how to handle such a thing.

Years passed, his bestfriend had broken up with the guy and it might feel great to be happy and celebrate but there is no time for that. It might sound like a typical lovesick feeling but he loved her with all his heart, he would still make coffee for two, even if he knows she doesn't drink those but only giving for her to subside hangovers to her mind and throat. At this time, he made another set of coffee for the two of them ready to visit her, as he drove through the highways and stop at a peaceful place. It was covered with leaves, autumn must be coming soon, he thought. He pushes off the leaves from the ground and sat down, placing the coffee in a steady ground as Camilo smiled painfully. Looking at the name engraved on the tombstone, the name of his bestfriend and his love whom he failed to show her how she deserves to be loved before she was gone. After the break up, one drink and having a low intolerance to it, she never drove again. Because she didn't survive and had woken up from above.

#camilo madrigal #disney encanto #encanto camilo #shapeshiftermadrigal #camilo encanto #camilo supremacy #camilo madrigal x reader #camilo x reader #encanto #disney camilo #disney #camilo #angst prompt #camilo fanfic #camilo angst

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theromcommotel · 10 months

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Helloo! How r u? Hopefully well! As someone who has Spanish as a comfort language, I'd love a Camilo x Fem!Reader fanfic(or headcanons!), short or not, where whenever Cami speaks whole Spanish sentences, Reader just feels so happy and safe! Reader can be a foreign if it works better for u. I don't know Spanish but that makes it better, haha. Maybe times where Camilo asks if Reader can even understand him and she'd be like "no♡". Ur work always makes me smile. Hope u'll have a great morning, afternoon, evening, night or midnight!

CAMILO X READER !!

FOREIGNER READER !!

prompt: camilo’s dating a foreigner!!

requested by: anon

warnings: ALL SPAINISH IS GOOGLE TRANSLATED AS I ONLY SPEAK ENGLISH AND FRENCH also this is a mix of a oneshot and headcanons so hope that’s chill!! also this anon is SO SWEEEEET😭😭🫶🫶 i never rlly thought my work would make anyone smile (i write for me, and ig i never rlly thought about what others think of my work) so i’m so happy at least someone enjoys it!!💗

camilo is a bit of a rambler in general (personal headcanon), and it amplifies when he’s with his partner

“entonces isabela y mirabel deciden hacer equipo conmigo?! loco verdad?” (so isabela and mirabel decide to team up on me?! crazy right?”)

“i’m sorry ‘milo, what?”

“oh yeah, sorry, amor.”

camilo does try his best to speak english (or whatever language you speak) when he’s with you

but sometimes his native tongue sneaks up on him

but he also does like to do it to confuse you XD

like he’ll make a hella suggestive comment and you’ll have no idea what he said lmfao

“qué pensarías si te inmovilizaran en la cama ahora mismo?” (what would you think if you were pinned to the bed right now?)

“uhm…si?”

“LETS GO”

“WAIT WHAT’D YOU SAY-”

hey hey

sorry i got kinda lazy for this😭

i have a master list coming soon tho!!

-hermy

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theweirdartust · 11 months

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PLEASE DO NOT REPOST MY ART…but feel free to reblog!!

Sad milo 🥲

#encanto #camilo madrigal #encanto fanart #encanto art #camilo disney #encanto camilo #camilo fanart #camilo angst #madrigal fanart #disney encanto #encanto disney #encanto movie #la familia madrigal #encanto angst #sad boy

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grammarrrrrr · 2 years

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Reversed rolls.

Summary; We all saw how Camilo calmed his mother in the movie, now imagine that being normal, imagine Camilo telling Pepa that all would be okay. But, one natural rainy day, Pepa enters her son's room and catches him crying. Then, for once, the rolls are reversed.

The rain smashed against the windows.

Pepa did not like the rain, but this time, it wasn't because of her, it was natural. And Pepa couldn't control that, only her own weather, but even that controlled her sometimes.

”Woah, that's a lot of rain. I wonder if we can even go out tomorrow.” said Julieta, she took a sip of her coffee. ”At this rate it might start thundering.”

She sat down next to her sister, and pushed over a plate of arepas.

”Yeah, usually watching rain that's not caused by me is relaxing. But this time it's really violent. Ay, let's keep our hopes up,” said Pepa. ”And this time it's not even my fault.”

Pepa took an arepa and ate it.

”It's very loud..." mumbled Dolores, she covered her ears and winced.

She put her hand on her daughter's shoulder, and kissed her lovingly on the cheek.

”Lo siento, mi amor.”

Félix was sitting next to Dolores on the other side, and was helping her cover her ears, being gentle with her.

”Hey, it's fine, I'll manage,” mumbled Dolores. ”Focus on something else, like Camilo, I haven't seen him in a while. Sadly I don't know where he is, but he might be in his room.”

”You can't hear?” asked Pepa worriedly.

”No, the rain's too loud... I can't hear anything else...” explained Dolores quietly. ”But I'm fine... Worry about Camilo instead...”

Pepa drank up her coffee, and took another arepa, before grabbing the plate and standing.

”I'll go see where he is, and get him some arepas. Then I'll help you up to your room, so you can rest, okay, Lola?”

She kissed her daughter on the forehead before leaving.

She walked up the stairs, and went over to her son's room, opening the door.

”Hijo-”

What she saw shocked her.

Camilo was there- Crying, crouching, small sobs leaving his trembling lips- He was shaking, and mercilessly pulling his strands- And then he noticed her, he wiped his tears.

”Mami-”, he let go off his hair. ”I'm fine- Lo siento. Just... Forget about it- I-is something wrong?”

She walked over to Camilo and sat down next to him on the floor, and put down the plate.

”I'm fine- But your clearly not, what's wrong, Milo?” asked Pepa worriedly. ”I wanna help you- Like you've always helped me. It's only fair. And you deserve it.”

He did.

Her Hijo had always been so kind to her- Calming her and reassuring her. He had always been so gentle with her, being there when she needed him.

God, how she got lucky.

”¿Cómo estás, corazon?” asked Pepa. ”Solo por favor se honesto, Milito. Por favor.”

She kissed him on the forehead.

”¡Estoy mal, Mami!” cried Camilo. ”Sometimes, when I look in the mirror- I just don't recognize myself, and... I-I wanna shift, I just can't stop... I can't stop working, I just can't... I need a distraction...”

Oh, how his tears broke her heart.

”I'm sorry...” mumbled Camilo. ”I know I should be worrying about you, and your feelings... But I just can't stop mine from dripping over and I'm sorry, I know that's not an excuse, but...”

”I'm sorry!”

God, her heart cracked at that.

”Don't apologize, Camilo,” said Pepa. ”You shouldn't stop yourself from expressing your emotions just because of me.”

She blamed herself, she was always so focused on her own emotions, not her children's. And she should be.

He started to cry more.

”Mi amor, I'm here for you. I promise, okay?” comforted Pepa softly. ”It'll be okay, maybe you don't believe me right now, but it will. I know it will, trust me.”

She wrapped her arms around him tightly and reassured him.

(Later)

His head laid down on her shoulder, they were holding hands- And talking, and eating the arepas.

”I don't wanna wait that long... I wanna be okay. Actually okay.” said Camilo.

”I know, mi sol, but just be patient. It will take time, but I'll be there. The familia too.” reassured Pepa.

”I know...” mumbled Camilo sadly.

”Will you tell them? For me?”

”Sure, cariñito.” answered Pepa.

He smiled, it was small, but it was genuine.

”This is new...” mumbled Camilo suddenly

”What do you mean?” asked Pepa.

”Usually I'm the one comforting you.” explained Camilo. ”Now your the one comforting me. Weird, isn't it?”

”Your right.”

He was, for once, the rolls were reversed.

#Comfort #Camilo Angst #Pepa is a great mother #Felt it #Reversed #Encanto #Go check my Wattpad out #Would have published it there but didn't have time

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cahmilo · 2 years

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Amidst the Divergence ㅡ camilo m.

pairing: camilo x gn reader

genre: angst no comfort songfic (시간을 달려서 - gfriend)

tags: modern au, schoolmates, implied character death

word count: 1.3K

summary: what if, there comes a time where everything finally turns out the way you wanted it to? a phase where all your dreams will come true? a world where it all fell into place? but what if..... it will come at a cost of a divergence? where your destined life leads to a parallel path, never to cross with another? what if... it never happens?

Wandering through the hallways early in the morning was not something I’d normally do but oddly enough, I wanted it to. Unlike the rest of the school days, this seemed peaceful and calm. Only a few students were here, the school garden was extra quiet, and the chirping birds made it feel more like a dream.

Maybe I should arrive at school earlier. I’m not even a morning person, but I’m starting to see why people are.

Opening my locker, I stumbled upon a yellow envelope tucked in the gaps. It seemed like a letter sealed by a chameleon sticker.

What?

It looked like it belonged to someone else, but I was proven wrong by my name, written in messy cursive at the back of the envelope. Hastily opening it, I figured it was from an admirer.

“I’m wandering around your world, still unable to approach you. Although I have feelings for you, I try my best to look elsewhere but it always leads me back to you. The more I try to reach for you, the more my body leans farther from nervousness.

Are we like parallel lines? Both reaching the same destination but never meeting? Or are we like an infinite loop, only finding the beginning to an endless future filled with nothing but happiness and joy?

It takes a long time, but I will try to find out. So, here I am, sending you messages in hopes that my heart can reach yours.”

Whoever wrote this has a way with words. Even if I’m in disbelief to have a potential admirer, I still looked forward to knowing who this person is.

For the rest of the day, you were all I thought about. Will you write back again tomorrow? Maybe there could finally be another reason to look forward to early mornings.

—

“Another letter arrived today.” Holding up the note, I showed it to my seatmate Mirabel. Out of all my friends, she seemed like she knew how to keep a secret, therefore I trusted her. “It seemed like they came early to leave it by my locker.”

Mirabel skimmed through the letter, her cheeks turning pink. “They’re a keeper, for sure. It seems like they like you a lot.” Sighing, I nodded at her.

You really were a keeper, but who exactly are you?

This gave me an idea, I should write back to you.

“Like the sunrise that welcomes you after a dark night, don’t be afraid. Our futures are uncertain so getting closer would lead to a small progress. If you want to know my answer, reach out more to me, I’ll be waiting.”

Enclosing the letter in a bunny sticker from a pack that Mirabel gave to me, I sneaked it between the gaps of my lockers, the same area where they put their letters.

I hope I can figure you out soon.

—

Numerous days have passed and every single one of them brought me joy, because you always manage to cheer me up all the time. Every morning I look forward to your letters and every after class, I look forward to leaving mine for you to receive on the next day. I love how this felt like, but I wanted us to already meet. Is it too soon?

Today, however, was not the usual way you wrote to me. Instead of a long poem of words, you gave me a QR code which was weird. Using my phone to scan, it led me to a link.

Dandelions by Ruth B.

I loved that song, and finding out that you shared it to me today was blissful. A song about wishes to be with the one they want in a lifetime is exactly what I felt to you as well. I may not know who you are, but I already see through your heart.

However, was it just a mere coincidence,

That it was the same song Camilo Madrigal sang for the talent showcase today?

—

I cannot stop thinking about your letter this morning.

“My love, you are my sunshine. I’m sorry it is taking too long but I promise you, we will meet soon. I’ll tell you what I want to say. I’ll tell you our story, and how it began when I caught a beautiful glimpse of you. Your smile alone shines more than the sun. My sunshine, I love your sincerity when you read my notes. From afar, I hope you know how much you made me smile, like how you do when I pour my feelings for you.”

Can we meet soon? Day by day I grow impatient, because I long to finally see you. To be able to find you, and to finally to hold your hand that has been patiently reaching me from far away.

—

Honestly, it would be distasteful to look into your plans and arrive earlier than you would.

Despite all the complaints I got from my friends about me and you taking too long, I prefer to keep it that way. I gave you space, purposefully going away from the hallway an hour before class, because I knew that was your only time to pour your heart to me. Likewise, I hope you know I mean sincerity in every letter I wrote back.

But sadly, real life doesn’t work that way.

As much as I am mad about Mirabel for snooping into your business, I forgave her. The damage is done. However, I cannot stay mad because as much as I wanted to, my feelings rushing through my veins are nothing but extreme joy and happiness.

I’m glad it's you, Camilo Madrigal.

—

The day has finally come. You finally wrote the words I wanted to hear.

“This has gone long enough. I want to reach you, to hold you, to see you. Seeing you in my dreams tormented me. The anticipation and build up I get when I hold you worsens every time I wake up and realize it was not real. I’m not quite certain if you figured out who I am but regardless, I hope you feel the same.

If you do, meet me by the river outside the school after class. I look forward to finally arriving in the same place we both dreamed of. I look forward to the fate I’ve been longing for. With all my love, I keep my promise: to wait for you there.”

—

Even when we’re trapped in time and get lost in it, we will eventually meet. Please know that I am sincere, and hurry now.

Drifting through the wind, my hair flows with grace as I paddle the long smooth road. Cherry blossoms were falling elegantly, the pink hue covering the vibrant colors of the grass. With only love and hope in my mind, I cannot wait that longer as I rode through my bicycle reaching the river where we plan to meet.

But there was something else on the back of my head. Why does this moment feel different? Like it was not what I expected it to feel like. A foreign feeling I never once felt ever.

Why is this happening?

—

There you were, sitting by the bench with a bouquet of yellow flowers in your hand. Your hazel green eyes shining brightly against the sunset. Your curly hair flowing beautifully with the wind. Your freckles, looking like constellations of stars I could get lost in.

Camilo, you were stunning as ever. In your other hand held a bunch of my letters that were scattered. While waiting, you read every single one of them. Gosh, your smile is beautiful. How lucky was I to be able to catch your attention? Maybe a lot. But how lucky were you?

Promise me this, Camilo. Promise me that you won't change. Smile at me then like you do now. If time goes by and you become older, I will still hold your hand amidst the divergence.

I’m sorry you were waiting long.

Your phone buzzed, snapping you from your thoughts. You opened our class group chat and your smile faltered. Your eyes turned from bright, to glassy and watery. Dropping the flowers and the notes, you immediately broke down in tears. I hated to see this.

I’m sorry, Camilo.

I’m sure you recognize the bunny keychain in the image dangling from my bag. I’m sure you recognize the yellow letters, scattered along the pavement. I’m sure you recognize the person in the image, once warm but now cold and lifeless.

I’m sorry you had to see me like this.

I’m sorry I wasn’t able to tell you that I loved you, that I loved you like you were my miracle.

Maybe, Camilo.

Maybe we are exactly like parallel lines. Going forward for the same path, never being able to meet.

But I promise you, Camilo.

When time goes by when you’re older, When your future won’t make sense, I will still hold your hand,

Amidst the divergence.

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Excerpt of |you’re in the way(well fuck you too)|

Possible tw for: swearing(in spanish), implied murder, implication of drugs

Antonio was bursting in excitement, ready to head to the forest after breakfast. He had woken up with a note on his window, asking him to meet up with Señora Alexis, who asked if he wanted to explore the forest with her, possibly pick up a few animals. He found it a bit strange how the note asked him not to bring his animals with him, but he ignored it, assuming she wouldn't want them to slow them down.

“What's got you so energetic today, Toñito?” Camilo asked, turning away from his food to look at the younger boy.

Antonio smiled widely. The note mentioned to keep it a secret from his family, as to not distract them(another thing he brushed off), so that's what he was planning on doing. “I’m meeting up with one of my friends today, and we’re going to explore the forest!” He happily exclaimed. Camilo smirked back at him.

“You don't think they’d mind If I came along, right?”

Antonio thought back to the note. There was nothing there about not bringing anyone with him, so he guessed it was fine.

“Nope!”

“Great!”

They quickly scarfed down their food and ran inside, packing for the exploration. Once they were both done, they ran back outside, passing by their somewhat confused family.

“What-what was that about?” Mirabel asks, leaning back to watch their retreating forms.

“They’re apparently going on some sort of exploration in the forest.*hm!*” Dolores answered, getting up to wash her now-finished plate.

Pepa worriedly rubs her skirt fabric between her fingers. “I hope they’ll be okay, the forest is, uhm, quite vast. They could get lost..” She trailed off, remembering the time Antonio got lost in the forest. He was the only one not worrying.

Félix placed his hand over hers, calming her. “Mi amor, Camilo is a smart boy. He’ll take care of Antonio, don't worry.” Pepa smiled lovingly, mumbling a gracias and holding his hand back, her small cloud dissipating.

“Yeah, ‘smart’.” An irritated Isabela grumbled, wearing her old, simple lavender dress, as a certain someone had used some of her pollen to wreck her usual one, horribly staining it with an awful poop-green-brown. She barely managed to wash it out.

Camilo followed Antonio to a more secluded and empty part of the Encanto, growing more and more confused at how far out they were.

“Hey Antonio, have you been here before? Seems like you know your way around here.”

Antonio shook his head. “Nope! The note just told me to go this way.”

“Note?” Camilo asked, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

Antonio placed his index finger tip on his mouth. “Oops, I wasn't supposed to tell. Well, I got a note this morning that told me to go with Señora Alexis to explore the forest. I think it was meant to be una sorpresa.” He explained. Camilo’s eyebrows furrowed in thought ‘I never heard of an Alexis here before..’

———

Alexis grinned in anticipation.

She was lucky Antonio was so gullible, that he would fall for the exploring the forest plan.

If it hadn't worked, well, she had a few backup plans, and none of them were pretty.

She had fallen for Félix hard in her teens, but he only had eyes for the flat-breasted-tooth-gapped-crybaby Pepa. Since they were kids Alexis hated her. Whenever anyone rejected or said no to her, instant rainstorm. It would take ages for her to calm down and stop fucking crying.

Everything about Alexis was superior to Pepa. He looks, her figure, her personality, her voice, her emotional control, everything. But Félix, her ex-best friend, still fell in a double-sided love with Pepa.

Even their living house didn't like her. It refused to let her in for the pre-ceremony gathering, as Félix didn't want her there to terrorize his soon-to-be-wife.

She left the Encanto after that, cursing the yellow perra and hoping it’d rain at her wedding.

Her friend Sarah told her it did.

(Her other friend Victoria got smacked over the head for revealing they got married the same day anyway)

Soon, she learned that the two had a child, Dolores.

She got a gift of super hearing. Alexis hoped she couldn't hear what was going on outside the Encanto, otherwise, she would know a lot more curse words than any child should.

About 5 years later, she learned they had another child, Camilo.

He could shapeshift. Alexis personally didn't see how that was any useful.

Then, 10 years later, they had a third kid. Antonio.

She no longer wanted any more little terrors of Pepa’s living, and planned on kidnapping him before his ceremony, but Victoria stopped her, reminding her that the house wouldn't let her in any way.

Apparently, he was very fond of animals, and Alexis predicted he would get an animal-related gift. Possibly becoming an animal? Talking to them? Either way, her brain got to work.

Once it was confirmed that he could speak to animals, she had planned to use his interest and innocence against him, lure him into the forest and drug him, take him into her house, and if she felt that she made Pepa suffer enough, she would send him back.

Or kill him. Sure, she’d feel a bit guilty over killing a kid, but it would go away eventually.

It did the first time.

And the second time.

They never did find the bodies, luckily.

Victoria had informed her that the Casita had fallen, and she had to wait months for it to be rebuilt, when they were most vulnerable.

Just as a safety measure, she waited two weeks until it was finally time.

Once she was getting ready to head out and get the kid, she was met with the face of Sara, who was holding a vial full of a strange liquid, and behind her was Victoria, who held a large basket of food.

Sara told her that the food on the left(“Your left, I mean.” She clarified) was all doused in a special herb she had grown, handing her the 10cm vial full of the liquidized version of it. She explained that the herb, when inhaled, causes dizziness(“She found that out the hard way- ay what was that for?” Victoria cried, after getting elbowed by Sara, who was embarrassed she would bring that up), and when a large amount is ingested, it causes the person to pass out after a bit(Sara sent a glare to Victoria, who shut her mouth, raising her hands in mock surrender).

Victoria told her that since Casita would probably kick her out and/or alert the rest of the family, she should just stick a note on the window, which would-hopefully- bring him to her.

#encanto fic #camilo angst #antonio angst #original character

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