#julieta marry me pls

[ilovekazuhaa]

can you write spicy julieta x fem reader? 😄

“One shot”

Julieta x fem reader

genre: spice and fluff

TW: mention of alcohol and being drunk!

ahh i haven’t written for juli in like forever!!! the second i read this request ive been so excited to do it. btw this story is inspired by one of the many daydreams i have during class😋 didbsksdn julieta marry me challenge… go!

also this is gonna include dom julieta bc we all need this in our lives and i am a switch and now i am feeling submissive so yes. btw there’s no smut in this sorry to disappoint :p

You stood at the kitchen counter, eating the delicious empanadas your girlfriend had made for dinner. Your muscles ached from a long day at work and you were exhausted so this was just what you needed. A plate of them had been left for you, along with a note that said “For Y/N” written in cursive with a heart next to it. You stared at the intricate details on the note as you ate, like Julieta’s handwriting and the way she wrote her cursive r’s so dramatically and large. It was elegant looking really. And the way she wrote your name made you a little weak in the knees if you were being honest. It always made you really happy when she did little things for you like this. It was how she showed her love.

The delicious flavors spread throughout your mouth as you let out a contented sigh. A few cuts and bruises you had received during the day had faded, the pain subsiding and the tenderness gradually going away. Julieta wasn’t present in the kitchen with you as you ate. To be fair, you had gotten home really late and figured that the woman must’ve gone to sleep. The only thing accompanying you as you ate was the soft breeze and the moonlight that shone through the kitchen window.

As you took the last bite of your empanada, you heard footsteps coming towards the kitchen. You cocked an eyebrow and peeked over to where the steps were coming from until they reached the kitchen. Of course, it was Julieta. She walked in, and her tired expression turned into one that was happy and cheerful. It was so cute how her eyes lit up at the sight of you.

“Oh my gosh, home already?” the woman asked, looking at her wrist and pretending to look at the time as she walked over to you.

“Only home for you Juli” you said, swallowing the last bite of the food you had in your mouth.

The woman chuckled as she brought her face close to yours and greeted you with a kiss. After she pulled away, she paused, touching foreheads with you as she took your hands.

“Oh how I’ve missed you” she said as she stroked your cheek “Life is quite boring without you here.”

You rolled your eyes lovingly as you gave her hand a small squeeze in return “Let’s do something fun then… as a celebration since I’m back home.”

“And what would that be?”

“Oh… I don’t know…” you responded “Maybe….”

As you said this, you let go of the women and scurried over to the cabinet and took out a bottle of tequila.

“How about a strip tease?!?” you said as you ran back over to her and shook the bottle in her face.

“Y/N, no!” she exlaimed “We cant do a… strip tease in my house! We could get caught!” the woman told you, whisper yelling “Also, you know I don’t drink! I don’t like how you could get drunk and forget everything! Plus, tequila has the worst hangovers!!!”

“Come on Juli please?” you begged, frowning “A few shots won’t hurt! Live a little!”

“But I have to cook breakfast tomorrow morning!”

“So? Everyone here is grown enough to do it themselves. If anything Felix can cook. He’s a natural.”

The woman rolled her eyes as she put her hands up in surrender “Okay okay fine. Just this once. You’re lucky I’m feeling rebellious.”

“Yay!” you cheered as you grabbed her by her apron and pulled her in, kissing her passionately. You broke the kiss quickly, wanting to tease her by biting her lip as you pulled away.

“That’s my girl” you told her with an innocent smile.

You noticed how her breath hitched and how she kept you close. Gosh, this was really gonna get her going now.

Acting as if you had done nothing, you walked over to the table and Julieta grabbed two shot glasses. You sat down on one side and Julieta sat down opposite of you, right in front. You popped the bottle open and poured the alcohol into both shot glasses, filling them up to the top.

“So…” Julieta began, tapping her finger on the table nervously “How are we gonna do this?”

You smirked as your eyes trailed away from the drinks and onto the women. Her eye bags were heavy, the purple color being very prominent under her eyes despite her dark skin. Her hair was a little messy too, some stray hairs poking out of her signature loose bun and the way she slouched definitely showed how today had worn her out. This was definitely gonna help relax her. A lot.

“Basically, we’re going to ask each other questions about ourselves and if one of us gets it wrong, we take off a piece of clothing. Whoever is completely naked first loses and is at the winner’s utter disposal.”

“Oh wow… that sounds-“

“Fun right?” you cut her off “The rules are: no lying about your answers, you HAVE to take your clothes off and it can literally be anything, the questions can’t be too hard, and its up to the winner to what we do after this.”

Julieta smirked “Ah, so that’s why you asked to play this huh? You’re good.”

“Oh I know” you said, waving your hand as if it was nothing “I get that a lot.”

Setting the bottle down, you tell Julieta to start.

“Okay so, what’s my favorite color?” Julieta asks.

“Easy” you respond “Blue.”

Julieta bows her head in a ‘well done’ motion.

“What’s my favorite body part of yours?” you ask, crossing your arms.

Julieta scoffs “It’s my lips” she says “I know you can’t get enough of them.”

You cock an eyebrow and think of a funny way to tease her so you ask “Which ones?”

The second the question triggered in Julieta’s mind, she started blushing uncontrollably, covering her face and hiding it in her hands.

“You know, I really hate you sometimes!”

You laugh “So what’s your answer?”

She looks up at you, only allowing her eyes to show as her hands cover her blushing face.

“Both.”

“Good girl. You know me too well.”

“Ok so…” Julieta shifts in her seat, lifting her head back up in an attempt to boost her confidence “What did I make last night for dinner?”

She did not. She was really doing this. She knew your memory was terrible when it came to things like this. She watched your face of cockiness turn into one of shock with a hint of fear.

“No no no” you put a finger up before the woman could speak again “I know this one. It was uh-”

You continued racking your brain for an answer but you truly had no idea. Deciding to take a wild guess, you said aborrajado.

“Wrong” the woman said “Aborrajado is way too annoying to make. I don’t have enough time for that!”

You sighed “Didn’t think I’d be losing this early into the game, and yet here we are.”

You sighed in defeat and took the shot of tequila that stood in front of you. Grabbing it, you felt excitement and fear rush through you at the thought of what tonight could bring. Picking up the glass carefully, you said “Bottoms up” as you raised the glass towards the woman and brought it to your lips, swallowing the bitter liquid.

Your face made a disgusted expression due to the strong flavor of the drink.

“So bitter!” you said, your face filled with disgust as you stuck your tongue out.

Julieta couldn’t help but laugh at the sight. She thought you were so adorable, losing at your own game.

Your eyes started to get really watery as you felt the flavors of the drink trickle up your nose and into your brain.

Standing up, you looked at yourself and decided what to take off first. You had a white shirt that revealed your shoulders along with a light yellow skirt that went just below your ankles. You ultimately decided to take the skirt off because you weren’t going to let go of your pride.

Sliding the skirt down, you practically felt Julieta’s eyes bearing into your body, hungry for you but not hungry enough to do anything. Or should you say tipsy enough to do anything. You purposely let the skirt pool at your feet and you stepped out of it slowly and sat back down in your chair.

“My eyes are up here you know. At least try to make it obvious that you aren’t trying to look under the table.”

“I-I’m not trying anything. Just give me a question so we could continue this.”

Julieta shifted in her seat before she folded her hands and waited for the next question. You could sense the nervous excitement in her, it was so… exhilarating. You wanted to make her get the next question wrong, but you wanted to do it fair and square. Tapping your chin as you thought of another question, you looked over at the plants that hung from the ceiling and you realized how many there really were. This made you flashback to when the two of you first met. As if a lightbulb had gone off in your head, you thought of the perfect question that would cause her doom to be certain. You grinned mischievously and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear as you readied yourself to ask the question.

“You won’t get this one righ-”

“Yes I will” she cut you off.

“No you won’t.”

“We’ll see about that.”

Julieta had a face of determination and ambition. The woman’s eyebrows were furrowed and she mentally prepared herself for whatever question you were going to ask her.

“What was the first thing I ever said to you?” you asked. She froze. Her face of determination changed to one of uncertainty and panic.

“No” she said, putting a hand up “I know this one… I swear I do.”

“Do you really?” you asked as you crossed your arms.

“Ah!” the woman blurted out, signifying she knew the answer to your question.

“It was, and I quote ‘Hola Señorita, could you heal my finger? I think its broken’ you can’t tell me I’m wrong.”

“You’re wrong.”

“What? I could’ve sworn that was it!”

“The first thing I ever said to you was ‘Hola Señorita Julieta! You may not know me, but I think you look beautiful today’ I can’t believe you don’t remember!” you exclaimed, putting a hand over your heart as if you were hurt.

“I-I’m sorry for not remembering! It doesn’t make me love you any less!” the woman said, voice filled with worry as she stood up from her chair and leaned over the table as she ran her hands through her hair. She felt guilty as the memory of the event you had just described to her came back.

You smiled. “I’m only kidding Juli. Its okay, really.”

“It is?”

“Yeah… because now that means you have to take your clothes off.”

Her face of worry changed to one of a ‘really’ look as she rolled her eyes. She scoffed and shook her head as she looked down at the ground before looking back up at you.

“You’re terrible, you know that?” Julieta told you as she tried to hide her smile.

“Yeah” you shrugged, smiling “I get that a lot too.”

You then carefully pushed the filled shot glass to Julieta’s side of the table.

“Take this before you choose. It may help a little.”

“Yeah, yeah” she scoffed and took the shot with no hesitation. Her eye twitched a little as the flavor of the drink registered in her mouth, but other than that, it didn’t seem to affect her much. She wasn’t an alcohol drinker, but she had her fair share of experiences. She knew how to keep a straight face in serious situations. Especially when it involved your hand, her, and family dinner.

“Wha- How do you not have any reaction to that!”

“What can I say? I’ve had to deal with you and your hand on several occasions that include my family. If you get what I mean.”

A hard blush formed on your cheeks as you chuckled nervously.

“Yeah… sorry about that.”

“Are you really though?” she responded.

You could only laugh and chuckle in response “You know I’m not.”

Julieta tried to ignore what you said and she looked down at herself, trying to decide what to take off first. She then put her hands on her head and removed the clip that held her hair up, allowing her brown locks stained with more than a few white strands to fall past her shoulders.

“Wha- No that’s cheating!” you stood up in protest “I said clothes! Taking off a clip doesn’t count as taking clothes off!”

The woman only looked at you and shrugged.

“It does count though. I feel almost naked with my hair down.”

“Key word, almost. But fine, I’ll let you pass this once, you’re lucky I’m nice.”

Your girlfriend gasped “And what shall I ever do if you weren’t!” she put her hand over her mouth and raised her eyebrows to act as if she had any fear.

Getting up, she made her way over to you and walked behind you, placing her hands on your shoulders as she snaked her tiny hands on them. Coming close to you, she pressed her body up against yours and you felt every curve of her body on the back of yours. A hot sting in your face and abdomen formed simultaneously.

“Don’t forget this is my house cariño. I make the rules.”

You felt her hot breath on your neck and her lips move on your ear as she spoke. She then left a soft kiss on your jaw, just under your ear as she pulled away and kept eye contact with you until she sat down again. You were only left to watch as she began to leave you sexually frustrated.

“Now, where were we?”

“Y-your turn” you managed to say, sitting down in your chair. Your entire demeanor changed from one moment to the next. Now Julieta was being the bold one.

“Oh right..” she said, biting her lip as she scanned your features. Your cheeks were still tinted red and you slouched as your arms hung at your sides.

“My question for you now is…” she tapped her chin as she pondered on her next question for you.

You took this as an opportunity to examine the woman’s features. You two had only gone for a few rounds but from the looks of it, the alcohol had already begun to take effect. Or was it because she was still fully sober and was feeling bold? Whatever it was, it was interesting and kind of turned you on. Julieta’s cheeks were tinted pink, her eyes were half closed and her brown eyes were now glossy and kept looking for excuses to look under the table. Had one shot really given her this much courage? She started twiddling her thumbs as she licked her lips and noticed your gaze.

“I can see you’re staring at me you know” the woman batted her eyes innocently “What do you say we just forget about this and go do something more interesting?”

As she said this, she stood up and started walking over to you, almost falling in the process. After saving herself and telling you she was okay, she continued to walk around the table and towards you but her hip bumped it and she fell.

“Ay dios mio!” Julieta exclaimed as her head made contact with the cold, hard floor.

You stood up and kneeled down to your girlfriend “Oh my god mi amor are you okay?” you asked worriedly, cupping her face and using the other hand to rub her forehead that now matched the color of her cheeks.

You pretended not to notice when her eyes darted to your naked legs and your gray underwear that covered the thing she was longing for the entire week. Seriously, you kept her waiting a lot and it was annoying sometimes! She just felt bad asking so she just let it happen naturally.

The poor woman could only nod. She was embarrassed that you just watched her land face first into the ground. She usually isn’t the one to be accident prone. That was your job.

“Are you hurt?” you asked.

She shook her head “My forehead does a little. Can you kiss it to make it feel better?” she asked, seriously.

You were surprised she had no shame because she had literally just fallen in front of you. You were sure that if she was sober, her cheeks would be red from embarrassment, not from the alcohol she had been drinking.

You smiled and nodded “Sure my love. Just stand up for me” you told her, getting up from your kneeling position and putting your hand out for her to grab so she could get up.

Julieta grabbed your hand softly, her fingers wrapping around your hand gracefully and gripping it. You got yourself ready to pull her up when you looked at her face. There was a hint of mischief and naughtiness in it but when you noticed it was too late. She suddenly brought her other hand in and took ahold of your wrist, bringing you down with her. You should’ve known what she was going to do when she had those eyebrows raised and a smile that was hidden by her adorable pout.

A yelp showed your surprise when Julieta pulled you down and brought you on top of her.

You were now straddling her, her body now trapped under your legs and your arms placed beside her head, propping your body up. Your hair fell in front of your eyes and tickled Julieta’s neck. Thank god it was there because it helped cover your flustered face. You couldn’t forget that you were half naked on top of her, in the middle of the night, in somewhere that wasn’t her bedroom and that where you could get caught.

You didn’t know if it was the alcohol or you, but you brought your face down and kissed her. The kiss began soft, but soon started becoming sloppy as she grabbed you by the collar of your shirt and pulled you in even closer. She began sitting up as she kissed you, keeping you close enough so that she could do whatever she wanted. She then pulled away for a moment and gently pushed you off her until you were on your knees.

The woman bit her lip as she let go of your collar and watched the sight before her. There you kneeled, your hair down and all messy, in your underwear that slightly began to fall on one side, exposing your hip, and your thirsty face that begged her to absolutely ruin you. You watched her hungry eyes darting all over your body, wondering what kind of lewd thoughts crossed her mind.

She then came close to you and whispered the phrase that you were expecting but couldn’t be more excited to obey.

“Sit on the table and take your shirt off.”

You couldn’t help but still be shocked by this though. She was just so sweet and soft a second ago.

Listening to her, you quickly took your shirt off and threw it to the side. You made sure to throw it next to your skirt to show Julieta how much you had really taken off. From the look on her face, your trick had worked. You were now only left in your bra and underwear. Her eyes followed your every move until you sat on the table, your legs closed tightly because you felt so vulnerable. That’s the excuse you kept using anyway.

Julieta then walked up to you and placed her hands on both sides of your body. You sat there, frozen in place, as you held your legs closed, eyes down, and arms covering your exposed body. Her soft fingertips grazed your thighs and you shivered under her gentle touch. Her intentions were good but felt as if they were going to become aggressive at any moment. She brought herself close to your ear and her lips grazed them before she spoke. Her warm breath on your neck drove you insane and the way she pulled on the hem of your underwear made your legs tremble.

“You’re going to really enjoy this, darling.”

The second she said this, you found your heart beating so fast and a wave of fear washed over you. But it was the good kind of fear, the one that you wanted to feel. Then Julieta pulled away slightly as she looked you in the eyes. That gaze of hers wanted to destroy you so badly. The eye contact you made created tension so thick it could be cut with a knife and those big brown eyes that looked back at you were so out of it but were so sober at the same time. Had alcohol given her this much courage? If it did, then she should definitely drink it more often.

Her cheeks were rosy pink due to the effects of the alcohol and her thoughts. Her apron was half untied as well, the straps that tied it together falling off the side of her shoulder a bit. Her gorgeous hair framed her face perfectly, a few strands going over her eyes and cheeks which made her seem a lot more intimidating. And god did you like it.

You watched her eyes flick to your neck before she looked up at you one last time. She then slipped her fingers under the hem of your underwear as she kissed your neck. The sounds of her kisses filled the room and you turned your head away from her desperately, to allow yourself to enjoy the kisses she was giving you, but also because you knew what she was going to say next.

“These right here” she pulled at your underwear again “I want them off.”

You turned to look at her once more before she got down on her knees. Your legs were still closed and you were scared to open them because you knew what would be waiting for you when you did. You felt really damp down there, and you didn’t want her seeing it. Especially since she was drunk, she had no filter and you knew she wasn’t going to stop, and neither were you.

“Julieta… I think that we should uh- maybe not get too ahead of ourselves” you said, nervously.

You wanted this, but you were in the middle of a kitchen and you weren’t about to fuck your girlfriend on a dining table, that just wasn’t going to work and it was too weird anyway. You guys could get caught!

The woman respected your wishes in her drunken state but that didn’t stop her completely. She pulled your underwear down a little and you shivered at the exposure to the cold air and she kissed your exposed hip. Her lips were so soft, they felt like a baby’s. Her hands were soft as well and small so the way that they gripped your knees and pulled your legs open surprised you.

“Relax mi vida, I’m only going to tease you a little” the woman whispered, voice filled with mischief.

You used your hands to hold yourself up as Julieta held your legs open with her hands. She gently caressed your knees with her thumb as she got closer and closer to your crotch. The closer she got to you, the more nervous and aroused you became. You bit your lip when you felt her hot breath on your inner thigh. She then came even closer and left a soft kiss on it, taking agonizingly long to pull away because she knew how it would get you. She pulled away for a moment, but only to go to another spot on your leg to kiss. This time, she was even closer to your crotch, her lips brushing over where your underwear covered the thing that would bring you the utmost pleasure but absolutely ruin you. By this point, you were blushing so hard and breathing so loud that you could probably be heard from outside the kitchen. Your heart was beating so fast and you let out irregular breaths and tried your best not to whimper at all. The only thing you could do was stare at the family tree that stood in front of you as Julieta did this. A terrible choice sure, but you had to look at something other than her if you didn’t wanna finish the job before she did.

She pulled away and stood up, her gaze piercing through your soul. She grabbed your hand gently and kissed the inside of your palm as she placed your hand on her cheek to cup. She smiled at you innocently, biting her lip as she dragged her finger down your arm before giving you yet another command.

“No need to be nervous. Lay down for me, mi amor.”

Without hesitation, you laid down and obliged to Julieta’s wishes. When your back made contact with the cold wooden table, you got chills and shivered a little. Goosebumps formed all along your arms and legs simultaneously. The way your heart beat in your chest in that very moment had never and will never be matched again and the mix of fear and excitement you felt was so beyond anything you had ever dreamed of. The image of the cream colored ceiling was blocked from your view when Julieta face popped into view as she made herself comfortable by sitting on you, straddling your body between her legs. She sat on top of you, her thighs closing in on your body. You felt your face heating up in embarrassment because you allowed yourself to get into this position without a fight. But truthfully, you didn’t want to fight at all.

Julieta then tucked a stray hair away from your face as she studied your features. That focused look on her face really had you thinking if she was still somewhat sober. The way her brown eyes studied you was with such curiosity and wonder as they quickly flicked from each of the features on your face. She squinted slightly and the wrinkles around her eyes began to show and her gray hair glimmered in the candle lit room as it fell past her shoulders because she was looking down at you. She cocked an eyebrow, her head turning slightly as she held a small smirk. Her face was littered with tiny freckles and her cheeks were so pink, you almost didn’t notice the way her entire demeanor changed yet again as she studied you. Her lips looked so soft and pink, you would move mountains and start a war if it meant you could kiss them again. They were so perfectly framed and plump, almost as if they were shaped like a heart.

“Ay Y/N, you know you’re the only one that can get me like this you know.”

Her soft voice echoed in your ears and you felt such a strong sense of euphoria wash over you. All you could think about was her and how much you really treasured her. You continued studying her as well, watching anyplace her hands went as well as where those brown eyes darted to. The woman’s shiny earrings pulled you out of your trance because they gleamed as she leaned down to kiss you.

You closed your eyes as your lips met hers and it felt like fireworks. They were so incredibly soft and it felt like you were kissing the fluffiest pillow. She tasted like sweet honey and she swiftly brought her hand up to caress your cheek gently. You kissed her back right away untied her apron with total ease. The woman then took it off and tossed it to the free space above your head.

You placed your hands on her face, bringing her even closer as you felt your hands sink into her cheeks like they were balls of cotton. Her scent was so intoxicating, the sweet aroma of vanilla filling your nose, making you relax instantly.

You felt her smile into the kiss as she grabbed your hands and placed them both on her hips as you two continued to kiss.

“What’s up with you today?” you jokingly asked as you smiled at the woman.

“Nothing…. just feeling a little extra needy today….Something wrong with that?” the woman responded flirtatiously, pausing to talk between each kiss.

“What’s making you so excited then? Is it the alcohol?”

All the woman could do was nod as she pulled away and started kissing your neck.

“You know it is.”

You smiled smugly “Well then maybe you should drink more often” you say.

After your statement you feel a light bite on your collarbone, making you yelp.

“Not happening” she says.

“Please?!?!?!” you ask “You don’t have to think before you act when you’re this way… it’s so free!” you argue.

“I’ll consider it…” she starts “just let me have my way with you for a little.”

“Sure…” you say “And what would you consider that to be?” you ask curiously, playing with the hem of her shirt.

“Let’s finish this” Julieta says as she grabs something from behind your head and waves it in front of you. It’s the bottle of tequila. And it’s only half empty.

Your eyes light up as you sit up and you now have the woman on your lap.

“Really?!?!” you ask, shocked.

“Mhm. Go big or go home right?”

“Wow! Where did my sweet Julieta go?” you ask “You’re such a rebel.”

The woman only scoffs and smirks as she pours a glass of the drink for the both of you. It took a whole 2 hours of talking about people in town, to responsibilities, to the future, to finish half of the 25 ounce bottle. By the end of this, the both of you were totally buzzed, sharing one last sloppy kiss before you laid back down on the table. Julieta joined you, finding a comfortable spot on your chest and “resting” her head there. Her organized hair was now messy and her stray hair tickled your chin as she slipped her hand in yours and interlocked fingers with you. Her head felt like a soft, light cloud resting on your chest and her breathing became calmer and calmer by the minute.

Like you, her eyes were half open and your words became more scattered as well as your movements. Your eyelids began to feel heavy as the way you stroked her soft hand slowed down, your bodies starting to shut down for the night. You two had matching red faces and hickeys all over your necks, leaving those worries for your future selves. As the night crept up on you both you had one last conversation until the night melted all of your worries away.

“Juli?” you asked.

“…Yes Y/N?” the woman says, barely mustering a response.

“You think it’s okay that we did all this?”

“Did… what?” she shakes her head, trying her best not to fall asleep right there.

“You know” you start “Do a whole drinking game and almost have sex in your kitchen?”

She shrugs “Whatever. I’m too drunk right now to worry anyway.”

“Honestly… you’re right…” you tell her as you bring her hand to your lips and softly kiss her knuckles that were battered from years of work. Their roughness gave you a sense of how much she really needed to do this. To just let loose.

“Was this….what…. one shot really did to us?” the woman asks, her eyes now closed as she buried her face into your neck.

“Yeah…” you respond “Maybe we shouldn’t drink for a while.”

“Yeah… until next time” she says.

“Yeah…. until next time” you repeat.

“Juli?” you say again.

“Yes Y/N?”

“Do you remember who won the alcohol game we played earlier?”

“Mmmm no one… we both lost.”

“Oh okay..” you respond.

“Juli?” you ask for the last time.

“Yes Y/N? What is it now?” the poor woman was practically asleep at this point.

“I love you” you say.

“I love you more mi vida” Julieta says, concluding her statement by giving you a small kiss on your jaw.

When she knew you had no further questions, the worn out woman allowed herself to drift away into dreamland. Soon after, you heard the soft snores of your love on your chest as her breathing synchronized with yours. She was your ultimate treasure, a shining diamond in a sea of rocks. Her long eyelashes tickled her rosy cheeks as she slept with a content smile on her face. The way she was curled against you was the sweetest sight you could ever imagine. Sensing that the room was a little cold, you grabbed her apron and covered her with it, tucking it under her neck and making sure it covered her body. Although you were the almost naked one here, you felt warm because of her. The sight of her alone made you feel all fuzzy inside. You tucked her hair behind her ear once more before you closed your eyes and smiled at the thought of what another day with Julieta Madrigal might bring.

Her family was going to wake up to something interesting tomorrow morning, and god did you two have a lot of explaining to do. From the “one shot” game to the hangovers, were you guys even gonna remember anything?

‘Only one way to find out. And that was to wait until tomorrow’ you thought, finally allowing yourself to doze off, only to dream of the amazing woman that had made reality better then your dreams could ever be.

[adi-writes]

Encanto Fic Recommendation Pt. 2

Hello! I'm back due to popular demand, jk. My twt moots decided to vote that I should post a second part of this, so here I am!

My opinions are unreliable and are more on the emotions I felt while reading. And it is given that I get too tired of writing the "reviews" that some fics will have one to none, but it doesn't mean that I don't love it, I'm just lazy.

Please tag the authors if they are here so I can tag them in their respective works.

And without further ado, fic recommendation pt. 2! Part 1

Series

Finding Your Place by monkiimax

The Sandman by cthene

La Familia Madrigal: Future Gen by GhostsintheAttic

What Does Love Sound Like? by Highly_Illogical

~ Encanto (En) by Syl_05

La Luna by luna_de_encanto (@lunamadrigal )

One-Shots

Three Pairs of Big Brown Eyes by TrixySpirit

Pinching The Pancita by GlitterNight (@glitternightingale)

Glass is Just Hot Sand by adoraberry

A Helping Hand by whelmedtobehere

and here, she rests by bthumanity

A little dinner scandal by SrebrnaFH

Stand-Alone

The Sandman by cthene (@cthene) = I am absolutely devastated with this fic. As much as I love their dynamic, I'm still crying. Bruno is such a badass when he learns to protect his family. Very wholesome, and will have you holding your breath every sentence, especially in chapter 2. Bring tissues, the angst is just *weeps*

The Precipice by RinnySega (@rinnysega) = I'm emotionally invested in this fic and I can't stop crying. pls RINNY STOP TORTURING OUR BOI

something unexpected by Wikluk for ADabOfBlessings (@wikluk) = holy shit Julie is pregnant and Antonio being the primo mayor he always wanted to be.

Help will always be offered by Casita by Dragonposeidon = Characters watch the movie but with young Alma and Pedro adgfksdfsks please theyre trying.

A New Way of Life by Catlovingmermaid = yeah Mirabel getting her legs crushed and their magic is gone. Now this got me thinking, why do we always put her into so much emotional damage? ahdajksdka but yeah same.

Eternal Candle Light by Sanda_Brask = Mariano/Dolores being the cute married couple but with the angst

Rumble Thy Bellyful! by cheetour (@cheetee) = Mariano being the resident himbo is so funyyyyy. and also Mariano/Dolores.

Object Permanence by cannibalthoughts = Mirabel found it hard to pin down Bruno but he was so good at blending with the shadows.

Written in Glass Not Stone by CaptainTardis = The family makes amends and fixes the cracks before they get worse.

Letting In The Light by WifeOfBean (@wifeofbean) = two words, emotional damage. i can only imagine how hurt Alma is, but at least she got reunited with Pedro? ig? anyways, im thinking as they are also Madrigals, would they get gifts too?

Anything To Remember by Buckalicious = Mirabel wants to remember her tio Bruno and the candle helps her.

A Second's Forever by masqcat = *cries loudly* poor Julieta.

And I Hear You by IBleedCottonCandy = Dolores had been through a lot just to have her happy ending. a lot of family angst and heartbreak.

Moving to the moment and the moment to the moving by ShyLittle_Frog = im a little confused with the timeline but the idea for this fic is amzing. and also, little Mirabel grrrr

Tremors by Missilestorm (@missilestorm1) = Mirabel finally gets a gift after the fall of Casita, but she feels more isolated more than ever.

This Might As Well Happen by LissyStrata = Bruno becomes a rat and the family bonds over it.

The Rats Talking in the Walls by SorryIWasAsleep (@sorryiwasasleep) = Instead of going to Luisa, Mirabel takes the Dolores's words literally and went to Antonio.

Primos by LittleRedTea = collection of one-shots of Milo & Mira duo throughout the years.

What if Mirabel was Banished? by GoldenRose29 = a twist on villain Mirabel but this time the family deserved everything. I mean why the fuck would they banish a child and then ban her from seeing her mother? And her only support was her grandpa and Pedro being supportive abuelo. zsdjzhfkjhfs so much feels for this.

the unspoken (in)visible pain by the_glare_you_see = scrappy Mira ftw.

Burned And Buried by Hlootooart (@hlootooart) = have u seen the art and this fic??!! its amazing. the family dynamics are well-written. the world? just amazing

Nothing In This World by EchoBleu = the family thought that Bruno killed Mirabel and now they're back in the Encanto.

One Step Closer by Breanna (@breannaaiedail) = she's back with another fic for the The Distance Between Us series. It's angsty. It's comforting. And if you read my previous fic rec, you know how much I love this series.

A Miracle, Ten Years Overdue by karimeaway = Mirabel as a ghost that only Antonio can see.

And Every Year Our Family Blessings Grow by Calicy = Dolores got pregnant unexpectedly, they eloped, and Mariano gets in trouble with Dolores's family.

Choices, Chances and Changes by Baamon5evr = I love the alternating time povs of this fic. basically, Bruno and Mirabel runaway from the Encanto and then returned.

Among the Emeralds by crazyashley (@thecrazyashley-blog) = Bruno/OC where the OC is a cafe owner and a book enthusiast. THEY ARE SO CUTE TOGETHER

NSFW

The Shade of the Sheets Before All the Stains by inredbluegreen = Bruno/Reader but the reader is a prostitute. Honestly, this made me want to be one if I get Bruno as a customer. I'm a thirsty bitch for him just for him tho.

EDIT: if it’s not a bother, you can check the fics I wrote too! skdhdkaks pls i need validation jk 1/2. anyways enjoy!

[gamerbearmira]

I wish to submit more Thoughts for the cat!Pedro au pls

- Alma politely turned down a handful of suitors of her own. (It was a couple of their friends who sincerely wanted to ensure she and her children were provided for, and then one rude pushy guy who Pedro had to bite)

- when the triplets were old enough to start dating, Pedro took advantage of the relative "invisibility" of being a cat and would secretly observe anyone his kids expressed interest in.

- He gave a hard no to anyone who only wanted to marry them for the social status/gifts. The hard no can range from hissing to scratching/biting, and it's cause for a lot of town gossip

- a young man who tried to get handsy with Pepa nearly lost an eye. (Julieta refused to heal him)

- Agustín accidentally tripped on cat!Pedro and quickly took him to Julieta to get healed. Pedro also overheard Félix defending Pepa to a group of people who were upset about the weather. Naturally, both men would get the "mrrp" of approval from Pedro.

- there was a HUGE wave of gossip when Mariano got a scratch for trying to woo Isabela, then later got a "mrrp" when he approached Dolores. Half the town thought Mariano had somehow bribed the cat, and it wasn't until Antonio got his Gift that Pedro was able to explain that he knew Dolores was smitten with Mariano

I have more, but I don't wanna steamroller the anon if they already had stuff they wanted to add to the au

SO TRUE⁉️⁉️

No but. Alma staying loyal is just so real of her. Like she turned down everyone (for obvious reasons). And you gotta love Pedro coming in clutch and lowkey playing matchmaker. The town thinking Mariano bribed him is just so funny to me 😭 like let man live, he’s jus tryna find some love 💀

[moon-arts02]

I no longer have a wrist

[0ruguitas]

Pls tell me about ur oc!!!!

Cringe is dead, we're all out here making oc to love Bruno Madrigal and He Deserves It

Ok ok you wore me down. Here's an (incredibly) rough outline of almost the entire story since I don't think I'll ever actually develop this into a full multi chapter fic. So I don't care to "spoil" the whole thing.

Adrian (45 in present day, 30 when they met Bruno) starts off as a friend of Bruno's who had known him since before he disappeared. They're the town's veterinarian (I'm working under the headcanon that Julieta's gift doesn't work on animals lmao) and they met when Señora Pezmuerto took both her dying fish and Bruno to the vet to see if they could help "lift Bruno's curse" off her fish. After Adrian kindly explains to her that there are probably other factors that she may be contributing to as to why her fish is dying, she leaves in a fuss. Adrian tries to share a laugh about it with Bruno, which surprises him since he's used to be written off as an omen and definitely not used to people laughing about the possibility of his negative visions coming true. Adrian explains that, as a doctor, giving bad news comes with the territory so they know how he feels. They mention that it helps to have a dark sense of humor when it comes to someone's ignorance leading to their own misfortune, as was the case with Pezmuerto. Bruno is positively bewildered by this outlook but also fascinated.

Bruno, not knowing how to properly ask to spend more time with another human, blurts out if he could bring his pet rat in for a check up. Adrian obliges, and the next 2 weeks consist of Bruno bringing in a different rat each day for them to check on. Adrian starts to catch on to his act, and to sort of throw him off, asks when he'd be paying for all of these doctor visits. Bruno panics and offers to read their future in exchange, to which Adrian laughs and waves it off, assuring that they are joking and actually don't like the idea of having their future told. Adrian offers an alternative instead: if Bruno would buy them dinner.

Bruno, being the king of not taking the hint, comes in the next day with a home cooked meal from Julieta. Adrian rolls their eyes at Bruno's oblivious nature, but rather than be upset, simply invites him to share the food with them over a picnic at the town's square. Bruno is apprehensive but far too smitten to say no.

At the square they are both met with stares and murmurs, Which stresses Bruno. Adrian tries their best to distract him by asking him about his gift. Bruno goes off about how it works, and the small rituals he adheres to to make the process more comfortable for himself. Adrian is noticeably fascinated by the conversation, to which Bruno asks if they are sure they don’t want their future read. Adrian assures them that the idea of having their future laid out before them does not appeal to them and that they prefer the surprise and spontaneity of life. When Bruno questioned why they were then so interested in this, Adrian simply states they like hearing him talk about what he does. It’s at this point Bruno can no longer deny to himself that he’s head over heels.

They start to hang out more and more outside of their job, which many around the town take note of. News gets back to the Madrigals and everyone is tickled to see Bruno happy and spending time outside of his tower. Alma is especially happy as she immediately jumps at the potential of the last of her children finally marrying and continuing the madrigal bloodline, especially with someone with such an upstanding career. Bruno is very obviously made uncomfortable. This is not helped when he is pressured into inviting Adrian over for dinner.

The dinner is extremely uncomfortable; Julieta and Pepa seem to be playing good cop bad cop with how they interrogate Adrian, trying their best to make sure Adrian is not someone else out to make their baby brother miserable. Agustín and Félix are a bit too eager to accept a third member to their "married into the family" club, and Alma is already hearing wedding bells in her head. Despite Bruno being extremely mortified by the entire ordeal, Adrian takes most of it with stride and understands that they all mean well and ends up making an extremely good impression on the family.

Bruno walks Adrian home after dinner and they both decompress a bit from the stressful evening. Bruno apologizes if the comments his family made made them nervous to which Adrian confesses that just being invited to the madrigal home was already unbelievably nerve-wracking, so the extra pressure the dinner added was minimal in comparison. What was supposed to be comforting words seem to only stress Bruno as he continues to babble through an apology, regretting letting himself be pressured to having them for dinner. Adrian tries to reassure him with words but he continues to talk over them, so in a moment of bravery, Adrian cups Bruno's cheeks and pulls him in for their first kiss. Bruno pulls away almost immediately, making Adrian fear that they overstepped. They apologize, saying that was the only way they could think of letting him know that everything was ok between them. Bruno is silent before requesting if they could kiss again. Adrian obliges and they share a much more gentle, loving kiss.

Once at home, Alma pressures Bruno into looking into Adrian's future to see if their relationship would ever develop into something more, but he shrugs it off, respecting Adrian's wishes to not have their future read.

A few weeks pass and Bruno wakes to find one of his rats almost unresponsive and breathing very slowly. He rushes it to Adrian's office who at first assumes Bruno is up to his ole shtick. Once realizing the gravity of the situation, they get to work on examining the animal. After finding the root of the problem, Adrian reluctantly tells Bruno that his rat is too far gone to be helped and hasn't much longer on this earth. They are unsure how to proceed with Bruno as he simply stands there in silence staring at his rat. He requests if he could stay with his animal for his final moments, which Adrian obliges and begins to set up a small shoe box for him to take home, Before Bruno corrects them and requests to stay here at the office with them as company. Adrian hesitates before drawing their curtains and closing down for the night so they could stay with Bruno.

Adrian pulls up chairs to the bed the rat is on for Bruno and themself to be more comfortable. They both eventually dose off, waking up the next day stiff and uncomfortable in their chairs to Bruno's now deceased rat.

Adrian accompanies Bruno to a remote area right outside the Encanto to bury the animal and they both sit there in silence after burying the rat. Adrian nervously asks Bruno if he had known his rat was old and sick, to which he denied. Bruno jokingly mentions that trying to look into the future for every single one of his rat's health would take all day and end in a headache. Adrian asked why he didn't check the future when he found his rat sick at least, to which he sheepishly responded that he didn't want to receive bad news. Adrian immediately begins apologizing to which Bruno assures them that it's ok and not their fault. He nervously laughs saying he now knows how the town's people feel when he gives them a bad vision. Adrian doesn't know what else to say except that they are sorry they couldn't do more to help. They share a short kiss before Adrian offers to stay with him here as long as he needs. They both lie down in the grass holding each other for an indiscernible amount of time.

Bruno wakes up after having dosed off on top of Adrian, panicked that it was already nightfall. Adrian is seemingly not phased by his extreme reaction, to which Bruno asks if they had fallen asleep as well. Adrian confesses that they didn't, but didn't want to leave Bruno until he was feeling better, even less so once they noticed he had dosed off on top of them. Bruno can't help the goofy smile that forms on his face upon hearing that and offers to at least walk Adrian home. Adrian declines, preferring to be the one to walk Bruno home this time as he seems too groggy to wander by himself. At casita's entrance they share a parting kiss, and Adrian reassures that they will always be around if they need someone.

Once inside, Bruno can't help his own beating chest at Adrian's words. He's never had anyone be so attentive to him before. It isn't long before the thought of ever losing them starts to scare Bruno. It eats away at him until he gives in and peak into Adrian's future. It's not that he didn't trust Adrian, but he was so used to his relationships never lasting, he wanted to be sure Adrian really did want to stick around.

In his vision Bruno sees something unexpected, but heartbreaking nonetheless. Bruno sees Adrian crying on their bed, holding a photo they had taken with Bruno. The vision continues and Adrian proceeds to throw the photo in the a trashcan. Bruno stops the vision Immediately. He can't even imagine what he must have done to make them so upset but he does know that he can't let himself get to a point where he is capable of hurting them that way.

The next few days Adrian is surprised to not get a single visit from Bruno at their office, but think little of it as they assume he might still be upset about his rat. They see Bruno in passing while the Madrigals do their daily errands, but any attempts to get his attention is met with him swiftly looking in a different direction. After a week passes, Adrian musters up some courage to knock on Casita's doors and ask for Bruno directly. Alma answers, lamenting that she hasn't seen him. Adrian asks Alma to relay to Bruno that they'd like to talk to him as soon as possible and that it's important.

When Alma sees Bruno later that day, she sternly tells him that something must be wrong with Adrian and that he must go see them about it immediately. Bruno reluctantly agrees to go see them.

Bruno meets Adrian as they are closing their office for the day. Adrian is visibly upset with him, asking if everything is okay and why he has been ignoring them. Bruno twiddles their thumbs, not wanting to confess that he looked into their future against their wishes. He takes a deep breath before matter of factly telling Adrian that he thinks they should stop seeing each other. Adrian is taken by by this sudden confession. They ask if they did something wrong, to which Bruno assures they didn't. When Adrian pushes further to inquire on what went wrong, Bruno vaguely tells them that his focus lies elsewhere. Adrian is not satisfied by his response and demands to know what is really going on. Bruno tries to reassure them that they will surely be happier with someone else, but they are inconsolable, confused and bordering on angry. Bruno tries to physically confort them, but Adrian pushes them away, asking them to not make this harder than it needs to be and to see himself out. Bruno is left heartbroken and unsure if he made the right choice and unsure of how he'll break the news to his hopeful mother.

(5 years later Bruno would go missing, kicking off the events of Encanto. So we would make a time jump to shortly after the events of the movie)

Many years later and a mishap with Anontio's Jaguar would cause Bruno's and Adrian's paths to cross once again.

Will Bruno apologize to Adrian? (Yes.)

Will he tell them the truth of why he ended their relationship? (Yes)

Will Adrian forgive Bruno? (eventually)

Will they both rekindle what they once had? (duh)

Does Antonio find a new calling for his gift and a mentor figure with Adrian? (yes)

All these questions and more will probably not be fully answered any time soon because idk if I'll ever fully flesh out this concept lmao.

[tangledstarlight]

broken promises and lost dreams (sometimes it’s just all meant to be)

princess julieta has known all her life that she would one day have to marry, she’d just always believed in the promise her parents made her that it would be her choice. when she is told a marriage to the prince of stornoway has been arranged for her julieta realises a prison of fine silks and pretty words is still a prison. so, on impulse, she runs away. it’s a long way to willowmarrae, but with new friends and unexplored freedom julieta feels ready for just about anything.

[ it’s a runaway royalty au that no one asked for but im having a blast writing anyway ]

i honestly don’t know how these chapters end up so long??? but anyway hello hi here is chapter 3 pls dont ask me where the cat came from because i dont know either but now there’s a cat

( chapter one | two | three | four | five | six | seven )

Fate, Julie decides, is actually playing some sort of game that she doesn’t understand.

The next morning –– after herself and Flynn spent the night in the nicest inn in town, soft sheets and hot water included –– they make their way to the outskirts of the town where they’d agreed to meet their new… traveling companions. A small part of her is almost convinced they won't be there. That they will have changed their minds over night and left without them. Or that they will be there but only to ambush them again for apples and coins. She’s not sure which option she likes better.

What Julie hadn’t been expecting was to find a greying horse and Reggie securing saddle bags to it while Alex passes him them and Willie feeds it an apple. There’s no sign of Luke and Julie decides not to look too closely at the sting of disappointment.

Reggie spots them first, one hand dropping away from the horse to wave them over with a wide smile. Cautiously they approach, stopping a short distance away from the boys and the horse. There had been no mention of a horse last night while they made their plans. And then there was the fact they had said --

“I thought you said there weren’t any other horses for sale?” Flynn accuses, though Julie can’t really detect any hostility in her tone, more like curiosity.

“Oh, we didn’t buy this hor–” Reggie starts, only to be cut off by Alex roughly shoving a bag into his chest, eyes wide and eyebrows raised, clearly having some sort of silent conversation they were not to be part of. But Julie’s attention has been caught on his words and she frowns in concern, looking from the horse to the boys quickly.

“Please tell me you didn’t steal this horse from some poor farmer? I understand you’re… bandits or whatever but I don’t want any part in thievery.”

“What?” Alex is frowning at them now honestly looking confused at her question, “We’re not-- okay that-- Doesn’t matter. No, we didn’t steal the horse! We just– Look, it doesn’t matter how we got the horse, okay? But we got us a horse.”

continue on ao3

[ilovekazuhaa]

What’s the reasons for your preference of Julieta over Pepa? Just curious :3

omg this is such a good question. honestly i like julieta’s vibe more, like she’s more gentle and caring. Not that Pepa isn’t ofc, but with Julieta it was love at first sight like i loved her from the second i saw her she just stood out to me. also the little things she does just make me love her so much and it makes me wish i had someone like her in my life. I’ll explain more below.

For example:

Look how loving she is to her daughter. She literally PAUSES her job of healing sick/injured people to give her daughter a simple kiss. This is just too wholesome i can’t dhsbxjanskxj. She doesn’t care about the people complaining, she doesn’t care about everyone waiting in line, she doesn’t care about the fact that she needs to work, she just cares about her daughter in that moment, and that’s that.

this pic is low quality but LOOK AT HER😭 she’s so proud in that moment while mirabel is singing she’s giving a “that’s my girl” look and i’m living for it. She’s not even annoyed at her singing to herself and being all teenager like, she’s just so happy to see her daughter smiling, showing this by putting her hand over her heart🥺 Seriously my heart melted when i noticed this.

This scene is a small example of how Julieta will continue to protect you no matter what, if you know about it or not. I’m sure she has fear of going against her mother’s strict ideals and shan’t dare to say anything that will make her upset but she risks it anyways, for the sake of her baby girl :(

Not only that, but damn this women can cook good. She’ll whip up the best meals whether it be for a birthday, christmas, event, or just for you. She is so incredibly thoughtful and seems like one who would give you breakfast in bed. “Here, I made this just for you.” The ways that she shows her love is just so incredibly comforting and thoughtful it makes me wanna cry. No she’s not expecting anything in return, she just wants to be kind to you because that’s who she is.

I also love how realistic of a character she is. Sure she’s a great mom, but she isn’t perfect. She didn’t believe Mirabel when she said she saw the cracks, but doesn’t accuse her of lying for it. Also, she uses food to temporarily take away struggles, instead of talking about them and solving them within the family. She tries her best to help Mirabel on her own, where Abuela can’t see, instead of confronting her directly which she finally does near the end of the movie. She is so perfectly imperfect and realistic that it makes her such an amazing character.

not only this, but the line “you’re just as special as anyone else in this family” has resonated with me ever since i watched the movie for the first time. I probably like this scene so much because I struggle with self worth sometimes, and constantly being reminded that you’re special even though the world makes you feel like you aren’t just hits close to home for me. Julieta has always told Mirabel she’s worth so much more than what she thinks and continues to encourage her and remind her how amazing she is by listing her amazing qualities or simply telling her straight up. Seriously, Julieta is such a sweet and caring woman, putting others before herself and still staying so humble and kind throughout the whole thing even though she may be frustrated. The poor woman probably has so much on her plate and how her daughter feels may be the least of her worries, but no, she proves it in this very scene that she wants Mirabel to feel as special as she truly is. Definition of selfless right here.

also this scene is such a small detail that i still wanted to share. Look at Luisa, carrying everyone’s glasses while Julieta, perfectly understanding of what it takes to have so much pressure on you, is carrying her own glass to the table. I’m sure that every detail in this movie has been done on purpose, including this one. This woman may act like she doesn’t realize, but she’s most likely realized what was wrong before you did.

This scene is also so perfect bc she’s been forced to uphold this reputation of healing sick/injured people her whole life, most likely being the original golden child, and has listened to her mother tell her thing after thing. I’m so glad that in this scene she finally says something that has been clear all along but no one has chosen to comment on. Of course, if it weren’t for Agustin, she wouldn’t have done this but it is still a big step in her character development.

Her calm, maternal energy is also something that i really love. Look how happy she is when the townspeople help her rebuild the only home she’s ever known. Like one second i can be sad and when i look at her face, boom serotonin boost. MY GAY HEART MY WIFE

I also love the fact that she finds such optimism in sad situations. Like her house just broke apart, she has nowhere to live, has been stripped of the power she’s had since she was 5, and is still smiling through the whole thing. I’m sure she felt so much fear and uncertainty for the future, but having her family is enough for her in that moment and I love her so much for that. Also, look at the way Julieta looks at Agustin. Literally with such love and gentleness skdnskdnsk I actually wish I was this man he is so lucky to have her. I’d definitely want someone like her in a future partner of mine. I want someone to look out for me, love me, heal my wounds with simple phrases, hold me dear and close, just like Julieta does.

In conclusion, this is my reasoning for my preference of Julieta over Pepa :D Ofc i still love Pepa so much and she is very close to Juli, but she overpowers her bc of little things like this.