#platonic madrigals

[ekko-anarchist]

My version of the Steven universe meme.

I decided to go with my anxiety ridden comfort characters lol

[piepelu]

I ALWAYS FORGET TO POST HERE WHOOPS- anyways more encanto stuff because i still can't get over this family!!

its Pepa annoying her small brother and a bunch of sketches from prompts people gave me in discord :D i may make more sketch batches bcs it was rlly fun, so if anyone has any ideas for me to doodle lmk 👍

[grimyandereencantosimp]

Platonic yandere Bruno madrigal with a child! reader

Tw: (Slightly) Overprotective yandere, fluff :)

Bruno is a such a sweetheart when it comes to you.

He'll treat you like you're his own child.

He loves spoiling you.

He loves spending time with you.

Doing little plays with the rats to make you laugh,

Or telling you little jokes.

He loves it when you smile and laugh.

Especially when he was the one who made you smile/laugh.

Bruno is quite overprotective of you, no matter what.

And will always be by your side no matter what.

[thehomeofplatonicfics]

Hi there. I really like your fics, (specially the hogwarts legacy and the Encanto ones) so can I ask you for an Encanto fic in which M!reader (or GN!reader if you want more people to feel included) struggles to control their gift which is manipulating any forms of fire. Abuela gets mad for the chaos they have caused and the people are scared of them.

The reader is feeling really bad because they feel that their gift can only cause destruction but then Bruno appears and comforts them and tell them that all of the people are afraid of him too and that the gift they have is truly wonderfull.

If this doesn't bother you can you make this before the events of the movie? Maybe the reader can be still a child who got their gift not so long ago. And also that their mother is Pepa.

Thank you so much and sorry if my explanation was so long and impossible to understand. English isn't my first language. Have a nice day/ night!!

A/N: Thank you so much anon! So sorry for the delay, I ended up with chickenpox for the past few weeks and it is has taken me a while to recover. Hope you enjoy!

Destruction

child!Madrigal reader x Bruno Madrigal (platonic!)

The whole village was a flurry with anticipation. There was to be a celebration in the village square and the entire Madrigal family was helping with the decorations and preparations. Your cousin Isabela had created the most beautiful flower decorations, and you took one of the flowers in your hand to smell the sweetness of it. A little bit of pollen got into your nose and… “Achoo!” You sneezed, triggering your gift to set the poor, unsuspecting flower aflame.

“Ah! No, no, no!” You muttered, as you tried to stamp the flames out. In your panic, you only made the fire worse as you slowly set alight to ALL the decorations. Soon, half the village square was up in flames. Villagers started running around screaming, pushing and shoving as they tried to get away. Some of the village children ran up towards you before they spotted the flames coming from your hands. “Ah! Monster!” They screamed, running in the opposite direction to you.

Your mother, Pepa, saw the chaos happening. Her eyes narrowed as she saw that you were in the centre of it all. The sky darkened and rain began to pour from the sky, as lightning flashed dangerously and the loud rumble of thunder signified how terribly angry she was with you. “Oh no…” You whispered to yourself, as she came over to you, agonisingly slowly. Luckily, the intense rain was able to douse your flames, including the ones still hovering above your hands.

“Y/N!” A shriek of anger comes from the edge of the village square. You turn to see your Abuela coming towards you, her face in a vicious snarl. “How could you? You’ve destroyed everything your family has worked so hard on today!”

You sniff, tears threatening to fall. “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to, I couldn’t… control it.” Your chin wobbles, as Abuela yanks your arm to drag you back to Casita. Your family follows behind you, glaring daggers into your back. “I don’t want to hear it, Y/N.” Abuela shakes her head. “You have created absolute chaos, frightened the villages and disappointed your family. You must control your gift, or you cannot go out of Casita into Encanto.”

You gasp in shock, blinking rapidly as the tears mix in with the rain coming from Pepa’s storm. “You’ll lock me away in Casita?” You begin to sob, hugging myself as we trudge up the steps to Casita. As soon as you all get inside, you run up the stairs and run into your room, slamming the door. You flop onto your bed, staring up at the ceiling. It feels like your heart will break.

The door slowly creaked open, and your eyes land on your Uncle Bruno as he slinks into the room. “Y/N, let’s… have a talk.” You sit up, wiping your tears, as you sit cross-legged on your bed. Bruno sits beside you, a hand resting on your shoulder. “I know what it is like. To have a gift that causes fear in other people.” He says, as you look up at him, listening intently.

“People have a tendency to be… afraid of what they don’t understand. Now, you and I… we both have powerful gifts. Capable of great things… but also capable of causing a lot of damage.” You look down, sniffling, as you hug your pillow. “They see that power, and they are afraid. They don’t take the time to understand it.” Bruno adds, sighing as he looks down at you. “I know it seems tough right now, that no one will be able to see who you are, past the big scary fire…”

“They are so frightened of me… but it isn’t my fault, I can’t control it!”

“You will, with time. And when you can, they will love you for your gift. I think it is pretty neat, honestly.” Your face lights up. “Really?”

“Well, for a start, you can create a bonfire any time you want, and then we can toast marshmallows. Or when it is super dark, and you can just flick your hand and light us a torch? Yeah… your gift is awesome.” His words make you smile for the first time, the candles in your room start to burn a bit brighter.

“You keep your chin up, kiddo. Don’t listen to the others… listen to your Uncle Bruno.” You smile, feeling the room become warmer from the heat of your flames again.

“Thanks, Tío.”

[lolita-lollipop]

saw you were taking encanto requests so i wanted to pitch in and ask for something that includes all the grandkids, who decide to kidnap adopt a girl just a few months younger than camilo and mirabel. they do this upon learning that her family is neglectful and she’s never known love. so they treat her like a beloved little sister, perhaps living out their fantasies of having a sweet baby sis.

YANDERE MADRIGAL FAMILY X READER

I’m sorry this is so late- literally forgot to post it💀

It was Antonio’s door ceremony , the village was lively with color, flowers bloomed at every green patch of grass, the members of la familia madrigal could be seen happily buzzing around the village, happy to accept any congraduations from the citizens. You were stuck in the shop all day, selling old items from way before you were born. Your parents of course, we’re off celebrating the new induction to the small boy named Antonio, leaving you to deal with everything, yet again.

You knew you should be happy, today marks a new day of flourishment for the village, but you just can’t seem to swipe that scoul from your features. Sure, you’d made very good friends with the madrigals, they were your best customers, Luisa often came in your shop to speak with you, Camilo would disguise himself every time, but you always knew it was him, and Isabela… she thought this place was too dirty, so she had taken you on somewhat of a date to the flower fields. Abuela had come in once or twice, didn’t buy anything, but spoke with you for a brief few minutes. The madrigal family was lived across the board, they were the reason that you were even alive today, but still, you couldn’t be happy for them. It was selfish. But it was true.

They were lively people, and they treated you like a a little sister or a daughter, but everytime you go to one of these ceremonies, every time you see mirabel and her mama in the plaza, you are just reminded of everything you’re missing in life. They have love, they are close knit. Someone would know if they go missing, or if they are found hung from the ceiling, someone will care for them. They know that no one will just forget them and go on with their lives. It always just sparked endless jealousy in you whenever you saw them smiling together, laughing together. And then they unknowingly rub it in by inviting you to their family dinners, by having sleepovers in Isabella’s room, or being hugged by Luisa. It was like they were just trying to prove how much you didn’t fit in.

You wish you had an Abuela that cared about your family, or a mama who would hold you close and comfort you when upset, or a papa who bragged about your accomplishments to others.

Especially now, as you stood in the crowd of people, watching at the golden family ascended the stairs of la casita. everyone around was cheerful, wearing the best of their best outfits, dancing and singing, just awaiting the reveal of Antonio’s room. You were a stark contrast to the general tone of the room, you had hoped that tonight maybe your parents would spend time with you, but they left yoh in a corner the second they left. You know, it’s sad and stupid to be mopey for no reason, but you couldn’t help but set a sad mood. It showed through your features too, a sad scowl and droopy eyes displayed on your face, you didn’t talk to anyone. Not even Isabella when she tried to feed you some of the arepas from the snacks. You didn’t realize that the entire madrigal family was solely focused on you, even Antonio was worried. Why were you sad? A fiesta is meant for smiles and flowers and madrigal weirdness, not a sad child longing for attention.

While in your daze, longingly staring at the family, you failed to notice the putter patter of la casita trying to speak, that was until it tapped at your foot. The tiles under your two feet moved around, fluttering and twisting until you snapped out of whatever trance you were in. You tilted your head down with a sorrowful smile at the times, which had now rearranged themselves into a smiley face.

“Hi, casita.” You said no more words than that, and it seemed to understand, leaving you along for a few seconds, before scuffling back with one of the pretty red roses isabela had grown. Of course la casita thought it would help you, being a smile yo your face, but instead it just furthered your sorrow, oh great! Isabel’s flowers that you would never be able to grow even if you had a green thumb! Wonderful! Your frown deepened.

“I really just- I don’t want to do this right now. Can I be alone. Please” you talked to the floor like a madwoman, but the tiles hook left to right, almost as if to say no. You let out a sigh, and continued to drone out the rest of the world, now solely focusing on the tiles, and the house that oh so desperately wants to make our happy. So it left, again, just for a few seconds. Only to come back again, this time in the shape of an arrow, pointing towards the set of stairs behind a wall, almost hidden.

“Oh? What? Do you want me to follow?” The tiles shooks up and down, and your questioned it for a solid moment, looking back at the family and the party, it probably wasn’t respectful to just run around someone’s house, before remembering that this is why you’re sad “oh damn it all, what have I got to lose?” You huffed, and followed the arrow.

You remained silent at the rest of the travel through the home, step by step, la casita placed pillows behind you as if it expected you to fall, you didn’t notice of course, too focused on how the tiles seemed to glow more and more as you followed them. You walked up and up and up until you reached the top, and heaved yourself past the hallway too. You’d never seen this part of the house, maybe they just kept it hidden from everyone else. But it was beautiful, flowers were painted along the borders of the walls, and vines hung from the ceiling with roses and lights attached to them, you smiled at the sight. How pretty. La casita seemed happy at the soft upturn of your lips, yet it wasn’t done. It shook the wall in front of you, sending the wood creaking and squeaking. Your brows furrowed at the sight, is this all it wanted to lead you to? A wall?

You pressed your hand flat against the wall, softly huffing, all at once you seemed to remeber that sorrow, that anger at your own parents, yoh were just trying to distract with stupid games with some stupid house, a stupid house that you’d stared at every time you passed, a stupid house that you lingered by, a house that was filled with curiosity and joy, but now just felt sorrowful. You placed your forehead against the wAll, closing your eyes and attempting to stop yourself from letting your tears run free. Yet one still rolled down your cheek.

“Y/n! I was wondering when this would happen.” You heard a voice behind you speak up, but you didn’t move, too flustered to care that someone was experience you crying. After a few seconds you could recognize that voice as Camilla, gone was that playful tone, he seemed utterly worried, you could hear it in how worry and frantic ness was laced in his tone. When you had finally pried your eyes open, finally reigned your emotions in enough to not start sobbing, you were met with a shocking sight

A glowing door in place of the wall, reading “y/‘ madrigal”.

“C-Camilo? What?” You questioned, backing o from the door the second you spotted it, you did nothing but hit Camilla chest, and he gripped your shoulder, keeping you in place and pushing you towards it.

“It’s okay- it’s okay. Just open it” he gushed, shoving you forward gently until you stumbled to the door, your initials were engraved on the doorknob. It was pretty, but it didn’t feel real. Why would this be happening, maybe this is a dream. You stared at the door skeptically, and reached your hand out, skeptically, but before you did anything (also skeptically) your attention was drawn to a voice.

“But today isn’t just a day for antoñio, we have someone special, someone new!” You were able to recognized the voice as Abuelas, seconds after the announcement, there was a bright spotlight on you, and you brought your hand away from the door to shield your eyes.

“Dear y/n has been bruised, neglected, and hated for all of her life. Pobre pequeña Bebe. We’re giving her a new life! A new chance to be loved!” Abuela announced and splayed her arms out, her demanding voice sparked motivation in the eyes of the citizens. They all stared at you in pure awe for a few moments, then the crowd erupted in cheers, screaming for you. It’s not like it wasn’t obvious how miserable you were, they see Bruno more than you, and they don’t even talk about him!

Now you were utterly confused, if you refused this, and went down the stairs, then you would be either seen as 1. A coward, or 2. A sign of bad luck on the village, it would weaken the magic. But if you said yes, then… we’ll you don’t know what’s gonna happen. The cheers of the drunken adults and hyper children VILLE dyour head, and you did nothing but freeze. It wasn’t until a warm hand pressed on your shoulder that you snapped out of it, you spun around to meet the living gaze of mirabel and Camilo, along with Luisa. They stared at you for a few good long moments before Luisa spoke up.

“Open the door, la casita is never wrong, it knows what you want cariña, just open it” she softly spoke, which was odd because there was nothing soft about this woman. She looked her hands under your arms and placed you back in front of the door, which you continued to stare at. Her hand rested at the small of your back, almost threatening that it would help you open it if you didn’t do it yourself.

So, yoh reluctantly raised your hand to the doorknob, and twisted it. The second you did the door swung open completely. Revealing… a room. Your room. Well, your NEW room. It was calm, peaceful, it somehow appeared to have no curling, like the cielimg was the night sky full of stars. Bells hung from nonexistent hooks and they jungles as cool wind blew by. A bed was centered in the middle of the room, huge and white, with small stuffed animals scattered about.

The cheers behind the door became louder for a moment, but were completely shut out when the three young teens came into the room behind her. You flew around to meet their gazes, about to be extremely angry with them, but… isn’t this what you had wanted in the end? To be part of the family, to get rid of your jealousy?

“I-I don’t understand”

“It’s okay honey- you don’t have to understand, just let us take care of you, let us give you the love you never got” Luisa smiled and picked you up gently, for someone so broad and menacing her touch sure is comforting. You weren’t that much younger than her really, although you were the same age as mirabel, it felt odd to be called “honey”, either because it was coming from her, or you’d never felt that before.

“This… is crazy. Absolutely loca” you huffed out, more to yourself than anyone elsestaring around at the peaceful room. Mirabel couldn’t help but smile at your amazement, she couldn’t blame you for being so cute, but sometimes it distracted her. You were absolutely adorable. She made her way around to you while the other two stared at you with love, pulling you towards the bed, and closer to her, she remarked:

“You know, I’ve always wanted a baby sister, I’m the youngest so it’s only natural. This is so amazing! I finally get to have you!” She smiled and tugged you close, wrapping her arms fully around you, and pulling your head into her chest. You stiffened at the touch, unsure what to do with your own hands. Do you hug back or stand still? Or do you wrap your arms around too? What do you do what do you do what do you do what do you do.

“It’s okay. Those terrible parents of yours never taught you how to be lived, but you’ll get used to it. Just let yourself relax cariña, we’ll take care of the rest. No one will bother you while you’re here” Camilo remarked, now at mirabels side, he stroked your head and grabbed one of your hands to wrap around the girls waist. at the mention of your parents you perked up, in the midst of all this chaos you’d forgotten about them! Holy crap they totally saw you being admitted or whatever into this family! Oh they’re gonna be so pissed with you.

“I’m sorry camilo. B-But I can’t stay here, I can’t be part of this family. I’m not part of this family. I have parents, and even if they don’t treat me like… like this, I love them” at that their bright smiles dropped, you didn’t even notice it, but it was like a light switch turned off behind their eyes, and now all that was left was a dark, creepy look. Camilo brought his finger to your mouth to shush you, feigning hurt the entire way through.

“Love is only real if it’s mutual. We love you, and we all know you love us. You don’t have to be scared of them anymore. I’ll- we’ll protect you” his finger stayed on your lips as he said this, a menacing smile plastered across his face. Somethings wrong here. You just couldn’t place what. Of course they knew that your parents probably would be upset that you are part of them now, that is if they were alive, if they weren’t being turned into mush by isabelas flowers at the moment.

“I know but- I just have to work and they’ll be mad if I can’t an-“

“Hush, you’re too small to work, just let us all take care of you. The village doesn’t have any objections, they love you as much as we do. Just let us have you okay? Well keep you safe! Well love you” mirabel piped in, now taking her own turn in shushing your, it was quite odd how she called you little, when in reality you were only a few months younger than her, and maybe a few inches shorter. Huh. Weird.

“But-“

“I said stop. You aren’t going back. They’re gone, they left the second you became one of us, they don’t care” Luisa spoke for the first time again, her words shut you up right away. It made you sink into murabels chest, it made tears cloud up in your eyes as you failed at keeping them in. It made your heart beat faster. Would they- could they even do that to you? Why?

“Oh.” You spoke, and as Luisa stroked your back, Camilo held your hands and kissed them, and mirabel hugged you, all on top of a big fluffy bed. All of your tears and pain seeped out, and you cried into them. All of the sadness built up over the years of neglect, of never feeling enough, of jealousy, all that rage channeled at your biological family for never even trying to be good. It flowed freely out of your body in the form of tears, Luisa held you close as you cried, completely unbothered. Sympathy showed on all three of their faces. Yet they kept checking at the door, maybe for Abuela, or one of the parents.

They didn’t mind sitting like this, sitting with you, for a while though. It was nice to comfort you.

After all

You are their true baby sister

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Have we moved past the encanto phase?:

Absolutely not

Should we have by now?:

Yes

But will we?:

N o

sorry that this is so crappy, I just wanted to get something out- tell me if you hate it!

I really appreciate comments, good or bad!

[etelinocactus]

My Encanto AU where Isabela finds a little imperfect runty male lion cub with the same birthmark under his left eye, the same as Isabela. (Haha coincidence lol) She named him Etel! Which means “loyal friend” in Spanish.

The story starts when Isabela finds him in her flower garden, a day before the movie plot starts and takes him in and gives him a bath. She kinda avoided Abuela because she didn’t know how she would react to this little guy.

But, as they were walking down the hall they had accidentally crossed paths with Abuela. Abuela told her that Isabela couldn’t keep him and Isabela had to do what she was told, so she put Etel in a basket with a blanket and walks to were the forest was. Then Isabela started to get second thoughts on whether this was a good idea or not to abandon this cub.

Isabela decided that it wasn’t right to leave him all alone in a forest where there was a possibility of other, bigger animals that might hurt him or even kill him. So she caught him and picked him back up before he could run off and explore and put him back in the basket and covered his entire little body to hide him so she could sneak by and hide him in her room and from Abuela.

She hated how she had to lie to her Abuela to protect the little lion cub but she knew she had to do it, do to how little Etel was.

So, Etel was hiding in Isabela’s room while she brought him food. But, after Antonio’s gift ceremony, Isabela let him have a little more freedom to explore around more since there were other animals in Antonio’s room, so no one, especially Abuela wouldn’t bat an eye on Etel, Even if he was following Isabela all the time.

Etel helps Isabela cope (like a therapy animal) from her pressure of being perfect all the time and to cope for that fact she has to marry Mariano, who she doesn’t like and has no interest in at all. (Isabela is aroace in my AU)

My AU’s message is that platonic love is still around and always will be, and that you don’t need romance to still be loved by your family.

[jennjiart]

When you sick of everyone not talking about you, so you decide to set shit on fire.

Bruno: “Oh you will talk about Bruno after this!”

Bruno: “Stay away Mirabel!” Mirabel: “Eh..okay...”

Bruno: “BURN!!!” Mirabel:..”You done? Got everything out of your system?”

Bruno:”yep thanks. I needed that!”

[sokkas-first-fangirl]

nope, puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time! Bruno to Camilo

“No,” Bruno said flatly.

“Please?” Camilo widened his eyes impossibly; he pouted and Mirabel swore he even had tears in his eyes.

She had to hand it to Camilo, he was brilliant at puppy eyes. Not quite as good as Antonio, (not one mastered puppy eyes like Antonio) but close.

“Nope!” Bruno stepped back from him, angling himself to keep his plate of cookies from Camilo’s reach. “Puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time!”

“But I’m hungry!” Camilo whined.

“Then you shouldn’t have eaten all of yours so fast!”

Camilo sighed and turned to Mirabel.

“Oh no,” she said, running past with her own treats. “Not today, Satan!”

[naensut]

Today a very quick art. Mirabel was poisoned and she’s not out of the woods yet. Someone knew a weakness in Julieta’s gift and took advantage. Isabela’s knowledge of rare plants is needed to make an antidote. Bruno is really good at blaming himself. He is good with a sword and seeing part of the future, but sometimes it’s not enough. 

You can recognize my art when someone is on the verge of dying and someone else is crying beside them. Yayy... Takes me back to another similar art I made ;) I sense a pattern here...

Part of the “fantasy-kingdom-au”.

[coffee-ig]

Yandere Family Madrigals

TW: Yandere themes

Oh, well this is going to end up way badly-

It won't depend if you are related to them by blood or they have adopted you. You are their family and they are your family right?

First of all you can contact with people other than them but they should approve of those people or they can be the family's friend.

Did I mention that as a family they are way more overprotective than single. They somehow know what you are doing and what you are not doing. They know your hobbies.

Dolores can hear everything so don't ever try to hide anything from her.

Isa has always been the center so she expects a lot of attention from you. She would want you to give her as much as attention you can give her and no one else.

However, if you are not impressed by her manners or such then she would use her powers and make flowers grow whichever you like.

She will also see this is as a competition to have much more attention to herself rather than her cousins or siblings.

Camilo will shapeshift and make you laugh. He can always put up a smile on your face by doing random things. Sometimes he will shapeshift into strangers and do weird actions which will make you laugh so hard that your stomach will start hurting.

Louisa does not want any attention or such but she wants to feel loved and useful to you in any situation. She is also very comforting as compared to the others in the family.

Now comes Bruno. First of all when he had been hiding himself all those years ago he would still communicate with you.

He will talk through tunnels or walls also there are a few holes so he might even watch you over too. If he notices that something is wrong he will immediately tell it to Dolores or there are chances that Dolores would have heard what had happened with him.

Antonio loves playing with you he will even make you meet the animals which you have ever wanted to observe. They can be wild or be pretty tame for Antonio it is just a slice of cake.

Mirabel thinks that she is not enough for her friend because she does not have any gift rather than her siblings or cousins who do have gifts.

After Bruno is back to family he will spend more time with you. Even though he knows a lot about you and will never get bored of you.

However, he did fear that you might hate him, after all everyone hated him so why wouldn't you hate him?

The elders are slightly better though.

Now Pepa is ready to flood almost all the village for you. She won't hesitate twice if someone or almost everyone in the village shamed you for reasons. She won't tolerate anyone doing bad to you.

On a better note she loves you a lot like a daughter/son.

Julieta will make sure that you eat properly and are in a better health. Julieta will also be the most comforting person in the whole family. You can always rely on her.

Felix and Augustin help you settle in very quickly they make jokes here and there. They know when you are feeling sad and when you are feeling better.

The family love you a lot and will always protect you. Just don't get on the bad side and don't ever try to leave them.

[captaincravatthecapricious]

Bruno has a wander around Casita until Juli finds him and makes him tea and plays with his hair until he falls asleep. For @janekfan thanks again for the prompt!

[ducky-died-inside]

Uhh hi I don't know if your requests are still open if not thats ok but I was wondering if you could write about the madrigal family adopting child y/n and how they would react to the reader calling (any of your pick)them mom,dad ect.. you don't have to do this if your uncomfortable with it just want to ask. But anyways hope you are having a great day or night and love your writing btw!(srry for my bad typing!)

Mami: Pepa x Fem Reader (platonic)

Summary: You finally call Pepa, Mami after being her daughter for a few years...

Genre: Fluff!

Notes: I'm sorry this took so long! My motivation to write is still there, it has just died down a bit.

Warnings: happy tears from Pepa, really angsty backstory because I can't write pure sugar like this,

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You sat up straight in your bed, a cool sweat running down your face. It was another nightmare from before. Before the Madrigals, namely Pepa and Félix, had taken you in. Dolores had heard what was happening to you at your house and told her family. They came to your home, and whisked you away and now, you were a Madrigal.

You had a gift and everything. You could teleport, which made your new older brother Camilo very interested in doing stuff with you. Namely, pranks and stealing food and playing jokes on people.

Even though you were young when the Madrigals saved you, you still had scars, mental and physical, from when you lived with your father. He would come home drunk and irritated which did not bode well for you.

Your nightmares brought you back to those years that you tried so desperately to block out. You wiped the sweat from your face and sat on the edge of your bed. You teleported into the bathroom and splashed some water in your face.

"You're alright. You're not there anymore. You have a family that cares about you now."

Your words to yourself helped, but they couldn't drive away the ever-persistent thoughts in your head.

But what if they don't? What if they just barely tolerate me and took out of pity? Do they even do that or are they just waiting for me to move out?

You heard a knock at the door and a familiar voice.

"Y/N? Are you alright in there? I heard the sink going and you're the only other one awake?"

It was Pepa. You could tell from the water seeping under the door and into the bathroom that she was drizzling.

"Yeah, Pepi. I'm alright. I just had a nightmare."

Your voice was shaky and you were honestly on the verge of tears at this point. With the combination of your nightmare and Pepa coming to check on you, it was too much.

"Another one? That's the third one this week. Are you sure you're alright, mija?"

You broke down and opened the door to see Pepa in her nightgown, her braided, red hair wet from the cloud over her head. She took one look at your face and immediately pulled you into a hug. You hugged her back, not caring about the drizzling cloud that hung over your heads. Your head fit into the crook of her neck and you sobbed into her shoulder until you were able to speak coherent sentences.

"I'm sorry, Mami. I didn't mean to wake you up. I got your dress all wet too."

You mumbled quietly, and for a moment of shocked silence, you thought Pepa didn't hear you. She grabbed you by the shoulders and locked eyes with you.

"Did you just call me Mami?"

There were tears in Pepa's eyes and you immediately went to apologize.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have-"

Pepa pulled you into an even tighter hug.

"I've been wanting you to call me that for years. Oh, and don't worry about the dress. It was wet anyway."

You could hear the small, lilting laugh in her voice.

"You're not mad?"

"Why in the world would I be mad, mija?"

"I'm not Dolores, Camilo, or Antonio. I don't belong here."

"Of course you do. You are my mija, even if you are of different blood. I still love you just as much as I love them."

"Really?"

"Really."

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I think you’re carrying way too much...

[grimyandereencantosimp]

Hello, this is my request, you can make one in which the platonic Madrigal Family x reader 15-16 year old has the power to manipulate iron through magnetism. (can transform the iron present in the objects into all kinds of iron objects like needles or scissors, like Risotto from jjba)

(I'm sorry for answering this so late! Also I apologize if this isn't that good.)

Platonic yandere family Madrigal x Risotto! reader

(A bit of headcanons/story.)

You had been born with a power, not a normal one.

Some sort of power to make it so you could manipulate iron.

You could make objects that contained iron, into various objects that also contain iron.

It was a little hard to control and get a hold of at first.

But once you got a hold of the power, it was decently useful.

Being able to bend iron objects into other things.

But it was sometimes hard to find those certain objects.

But something happened.

You found peope who you fit in with.

The madrigals.

They had powers of their own, they called them gifts.

Some of their gifts were amazing, you couldn't lie.

But there was one.

Mirabel, she didn't have a gift. But it was good she found a way to be herself without one.

The family then started to act a little, well odd around you.

Being a little too overprotective at times.

Or continuesly checking if you were okay.

But you couldn't lie

They honestly felt like a second family to you.

And you couldn't of been happier.

The same could of gone for them.

(Wow this was long, but I hope that's somewhat what you wanted!)

[thehomeofplatonicfics]

Hey! I was wondering if we could possibly get a part 2 to destruction??

A/N: Why, hello anon! Apologies for the mini hiatus that caused me to take so long in writing this! I haven't flexed my writing brain in a loooong time :(

Destruction - Part 2

Madrigal!Reader x Bruno Madrigal (platonic!)

Your Uncle Bruno has disappeared.

Those words sent your world crashing down around you. Your fire went out for weeks, your gift seemingly gone. You were devastated, and yet your family seemed relieved. You felt truly alone now, like no one was left who understood you the way your Uncle Bruno did.

You decided to keep a candle burning in your room, always. The flame would never die out as long as you lived. It served as an important reminder to you of all the comforting words Bruno had said about your gift, encouraging you to keep learning to control your gift to the best of your ability.

As the months flew by, you did indeed learn to wield your pyrokinesis to bring joy to the family and Encanto, not just fear. When the weather turned unexpectedly cold and villagers were freezing, they turned to you to keep their fires burning and their homes warm. When festivals were celebrated, villagers now turned to you to create impressive fire shows, instead of asking Abuela to keep you locked away in Casita.

You felt like you finally had an important place in the family, and you wished your Uncle was there to see it.

Occasionally, your temper inevitably flared. At the dinner table, when family tensions were high, the lanterns would flare, and the scolding from both your mother and Abuela would only serve to fuel the flames higher and brighter. But then, you’d hear Bruno’s whispery voice in your head, encouraging you, almost as if he were right behind you and whispering the words in your ear. It gave you the strength you needed to calm down and remain one of the more respected members of the family.

One day, you would find your Uncle again. You knew in your heart he was still out there somewhere, and when that day came, you knew he would be proud of all you had accomplished.

[apple-death]

A~wkward

TW:None.

“CASITA I’M BAA~AACK!!”

Mirabel sung out much to Y/n’s chagrin. The girl held her head in hands as she died internally while being dragged by her arm into Casita’s courtyard, who, was very enthusiastic about the new visitor. 

Doors, tiles, and shudders started banging as the Casita called the rest of the Madrigals to the entrance, as well as notifying them that Mirabel was able to find the poor girl who just wanted to be left alone. 

“Miraaa!! You found them?!”

Camilo yelled as he bounded down the stairway. Soon, the other Madrigals in the house joined the three, brimming with curiosity about the girl who seems to be avoiding them.

Camilo grabbed Y/n’s hand and shook it vigorously.  

“Hiya! Names Camilo, do you wanna hangout later??”

Y/n just stood there confused and concerned as she slowly pulled her hand out of the energetic boy’s grip.

“No thank you.”

She politley replied. She turned her attention to the older sister he mentioned who quietly said hello to her, and Y/n gave a silent and brief wave back. 

“Oh! Hello again, how have you been so far?”

Julieta asked and Y/n just sent her a confused look.

“-When you fell? It was a pretty nasty fall, and you almost immediately recovered.”

“Because...you’re magic??”

Y/n replied, not understanding what Julieta was trying to say.

“Most people with broken bones usually have to take a nap later after being healed by my mom, but you kinda just popped right up after she healed you.”

Luisa explained, which startled Y/n as she didn’t notice the tall girl behind her.

“Oh, well I’ve always kinda been the type who just gets up after falling multiple times soooo...”

Y/n shyly explained when a beam of light appeared and a certain long haired Madrigal was lowered down by her vines.

“I heard our friend was here?”

Y/n saw Mirabel’s demeanor shift into one of disinterest and annoyance from the corner of her eye as the eldest child approached her.

“I hope you enjoyed your time in Encanto. I apologize if we came off too strong earlier.”

“It’s fine.”

“Hello! Nice to meet you! I’m Antonio.”

A high pitched voice coming from below made Y/n look down to see a small boy with poofy afro.

“Y/n.” 

Introduced herself to the young boy.

“Are you going to come to my gift ceremony?”

“Maybe. Depends on what I’m doing.”

“Thank you so much for bringing Mirabel home by the way, would you like to stay for dinner? As a way of saying thanks for bringing Mirabel home.” Julieta offered. The sun was just setting and the sky was lightly filled with an orange red hue.

“Thank you, but I need to get back before it gets too dark.”

“How close is your house?”

“Uh-” Y/n was about to lie when Mirabel pipped in.

“Far! It, uh took us a couple hours to get here soo...” Mirabel looked over to Dolores who nodded in support.

“I guess that settles it then.” Felix declared with a humoring smile.

“No no it’s alright. I have plenty of time to get home.” Y/n turned and took a few steps to the door when the tiles below her shifted to place her back in front of the Madrigal family.

“I’m not leaving until I say yes?” Y/n sighed out.

“Nope~” Camilo said smirked while leaning against Mirabel who also looked victorious.

Y/n sighed again while holding back a smile as she resigned to her fate and joined the family inside.

On the table Y/n could see that there was some Sancocho that she guessed was fish due to the smell, Carne a la Llanera, and some sides such as Papas Chorreadas, Ensalada Rusa, and some others.

Mirabel leads the girl to one of the side seats that the Casita’s pulled out for her and takes a seat right next to her while Camilo text the seat on the other side.

“Soo, Y/n right? Where do you live? Haven’t seen you around Encanto before.”

Calimlo asked as he served himself some Carne a la Llanera.

“I live in the mountains.”

“Which one? There are a lot around here.”

“I’d rather not say.”

“Why not?”

Y/n just stared at him deadpan.

“Because I don’t know you guys.”

“She has a point.” Felix commented as he took a spoonful of rice and Camilo just gave him an annoyed look.

“So do you have any hobbies? What kind of things do you like?” Mirabel questioned this time.

“I draw. And cook...I like thunder storms.”

“Oh?”

Pepa perked up at that while the whole family was confused. Why would someone like a thunder storm? They make the sun go out, make it too dark, and you can;t do anything while they go on.

“Why do you like storms?”

“I like the sound of rain and the rumbling of the thunder. I find them calming.”

“...Huh.” Isabela let out before she continued eating. Y/n was the first person they’ve heard of liking thunderstorms.

“Where did you learn to cook? The cake you gave me, it looked almost professional.” Julieta wondered from across the table.

“My mom. Her and I cook a lot.”

“What do you usually make?” Pepa piped in. They were really trying to keep this conversation going and find out something from their guest.Y/n shrugged at the question.

“I don’t know. It’s kinda a mix of stuff from all over the world.”

“You’ve been to other places in the world?”

“Not really. Just the cookbooks.”

“Oh.”

Silence filled the room with the occasional clinks and taps from silverware hitting plates and bowls.

“So what do your parents do? They weren’t with you when we found you.”

“That’s because I live alone.”

“But you’re so young? And the forest is a dangerous place.”

“I’ve been alright for five years I think I’ll be fine now.”

“FIVE YEARS???” 

The family exclaimed as they looked at Y/n in surprise. Y/n looked already looked young so her saying that she lived five years out here alone made them concerned that she didn’t have any family around.

“How have you survived for this long? I’ve never seen you at the market getting any food do you have a farm or something?” Pepa interrogated.

“Yeah? I have my own way of sustaining myself where I live.”

“What about when you get hurt? Badly?”

“I know first aid.”

“Why don’t you just go to my mom?” Luisa prodded.

“Why would I do tha..tha...EEAACHOO.”

Y/n  was cut off by a flurry of sneezes as they immediately got up and the Madrigals followed suit.

“I..have to...go..ehh...”

“What? It’s late and it’s going to be night pretty soon.” Julieta said as she walked around the table to see what was wrong with Y/n, but was held at arm’s length by her as she made for the door.

“Al..Al, Alhergies! It’s the flowers.”

“Oh!”

The Madrigals watched as Y/n hastily walked across the courtyard and to the door.

“Thank you for having me over, goodbye.”

Y/n briefly waved before slipping out the front door leaving the family to look as her running down the road to the forest, wondering if she was going to be okay and thinking that the whole dinner thing didn’t go as well as they liked.

“Hmph, she’s allergic to you.”

Maribel smirked at her sister to which the latter just rolled her eyes in annoyance.

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