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Might say fuck it and write some lee harry hook

Once again I know this is an encanto acc but the lack of lee!Harry hook fics is depressing and I also have major writers block so I can't even write them myself which is :(

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Once again I know this is an encanto acc but the lack of lee!Harry hook fics is depressing and I also have major writers block so I can't even write them myself which is :(

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OK I know this is an encanto acc but like I can't find this fic for the life of me and I'm starting to think it never existed so I'm appealing to the Lord of the Rings tickling fandom here:

Was there, or was there not, a fanfic of gimli tickling legolas while they were travelling on that horse? I'm so confused.

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Sorry if yall expect like consistency from me.

What you have to understand is that I am dying inside.

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BOOM

UPDATE

I HAVE AN AO3 NOW - SAME NAME

YIPPEE

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UPDATE

I HAVE AN AO3 NOW - SAME NAME

YIPPEE

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I'm trying to write a request but holy God I am having trouble getting Isabela's characterisation right.

It's post fall of casita, so I guess I can have a little leeway, but I'm so sorry to the person who requested it. It might take a little longer than initially anticipated.

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Coming from the ler Isabella with the vines post, please I can totally see Camilo playing a prank and trying to run away while Isabella chases him. He knows he’s going to get tickled so he giggles and hugs his sides while he runs then squeals when he’s caught by the vines. Isabella likes to make him dangle above the ground too so it’s harder for him to fight back. She also loves to watch him squeal and laugh as his sides and stomach are attacked. 💖

Ahhh oh my god yesss!! Theory time? He pulls pranks on Isabella all the time to get her to tickle him. He knooows he'll never escape her! Doesn't even shapeshift to make it easier for himself, just let's it happen!

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Triplet Shenanigans

Another request! I am on fire recently!

It all started with a teasing poke. Somehow it ended in chaos. (Featuring Mini (12 year old) Triplets!!)

It was just after breakfast when it happened.

Pepa was basking happily in the sun, full to bursting with the food her Mami and Julieta had worked on together. Julieta was working hard to learn how to cook - while her gift made anything healing (they had learned that when Pepa had demanded the eldest triplet pick a blade of grass to see if it fixed Bruno's grazed knee) it didn't necessarily mean it was pleasant to eat, and Julieta was nothing if not a perfectionist. She was getting good, Pepa had to admit, especially with arepas and tamales. She was definitely having an easier time of it than Pepa and her emotions...

And just like that, a cloud started to form. The redhead huffed, staring up at it with a pout of pure disdain. "Why?" She grumbled, before trying to think of happy things.

Puppies, kittens... That one time she managed to smush Bruno's nose in their birthday cake before Julieta could stop her...

That was when the poke to her side came, and with a yelp of surprise she turned to see her sister smirking at her. "Move over, I wanna sunbathe too!"

"No!" Pepa huffed. "This is my sunbeam, thank you very much! I made it!"

Julieta poked her again, scrunching up her face. "Move it! I'm older than you, you have to share!"

Pepa slapped at her hands before poking her back. "By ten minutes! Make me!"

To be fair, she should have known Julieta would have taken that as a challenge.

Despite what the villagers may think, Julieta was no angel. No, Julieta was the devil in disguise, and no one believed neither her nor Bruno when they said that aloud.

'Julieta is harmless' they would say.

Tell that to Pepa's sides.

The redhead shrieked and kicked under her older ("TEN MINUTES DOESN'T COUNT JULI") sisters nimble fingers, trying to push them away unsuccessfully. Even though she pretended to hate it, the blinding sun overhead more than gave her away as she cackled.

"Julihihihi!" She screeched, "Stohohohop it!"

"No!" Julieta grinned evilly. "You wouldn't share your sunbeam! This is revenge!"

Then Pepa saw him. Her saviour. Walking out of Casita with a green tablet, face hidden behind that mop of curls. He looked a little downtrodden, but Pepa didn't have time for concern.

"Brunohoho!" She reached one hand out towards him, before squealing and retracting it as Julieta managed to slip a hand under arm. "Sahave mehehehe!!"

Bruno looked a little bit like a deer in the headlights, but he did head over to his older sisters curiously.

"Hola, hermanito!" The healer greeted him casually.

"Hola, Juli." Bruno tilted his head, curls flopping with the movement. "What's happening here?"

"Pepa wouldn't share her sunbeam."

"It wahas mihihine!"

"I asked nicely!"

"Oh. Well, it's sunny now! You can both have a sunbeam!" Bruno looked at the two of them with a small smile. "Right?"

"Nah, it's revenge at this point."

"Bruhuhuno I swehear to Gohohod you behehetter help meHEHEHE OR I'LL TIHIHICKLE YOU!"

"Hey, hey! Why did I get dragged into this?!"

"Bruno, if you help her I'LL tickle you!"

"This is unfair!"

"LIHIHIFES UNFAIR!"

"Who are you more scared of, Brunito? Me or Pepa?"

"Both of you!" Bruno yelped as Pepa gave him the stink eye. It was then that he noticed Julieta had slowed down, and as he saw Pepa prepare to overpower her, he didn't risk his chances.

"Um, I gotta go give this vision to Senor Osvaldo." He grimaced, "I'll be back soon... Hopefully." He tugged his ruana over his head, scurrying off like the rats he so adored.

Julieta watched him as he left, and Pepa used her distraction to quickly turn the tables and pin her arms down.

"So, Juli," she grinned, "I need to share huh?"

"Pepita... Let's talk about this..."

"Oh, no, its only fair that I share the tickling with you, surely!"

The healers next response was cut off with a squeal, and she burst into giggles as Pepa attacked her tummy.

"Unfahahair!"

"VERY fair, thank you very much!" The redhead grinned. "I much prefer tickling to being tickled, I must admit!"

Julieta squirmed on the grass underneath her, yelping as the change in position made Pepa's hands slip down to her side. "Oooh, good spot?"

"No!" The eldest triplet replied stubbornly, "That just surprised me!"

"Ah. So THIS doesn't tickle?"

The shriek Pepa received caused the sun to pulse with a wave of heat as she grinned mischievously.

"Liar, Juli! What would mama say?"

After a few more minutes of Pepa teasing her older sister, she flopped down beside her panting frame, once again basking in the sun.

"That was fun!" She grinned.

"For you, maybe."

"Hey! You started it!"

"Touché..."

Pepa turned her head as she heard steps behind them, realising their little brother was on his way back to Casita. He still had his ruana on, and he seemed much smaller than he had those 10 minutes earlier.

"Brunito!" She called, watching him jump a little as he turned to face them. "Come here! I've got a sunbeam for you!"

Julieta rolled slightly away from her, leaving a gap inbetween them before patting the space encouragingly. "Come on, hermanito! Mama surely doesn't need you, you've already delivered the tablet!"

The two watched as Bruno looked up at Casita, face uncertain, before sighing and walking down to where the two girls were basking in the grass. He plonked himself down between them, letting them pull him down and attach themselves to either side of him. He was always a tactile kid - he loved a good hug. He closed his eyes, not only basking in the warmth from the sun but the warmth from his sisters too.

It was a trap, of course.

While Bruno shrieked and squealed, the candle burned steadily in Alma's room, who watched the three fondly from her window.

Maybe she could get them tonight too. After all, she would be the one removing the grass stains from their clothing...

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Hernando Is Afraid Of Nothing!

More of a drabble than an actual fic, I'm sorry! Anyway this was requested by another person in the comments on my post (tryna do them chronologically but to all those who have sent asks I am working through them and they're in my notes!).

When threatening to tickle Camilo for stealing his telenovela sets, Camilo threatens to tell his Mami and Tia to wreck him. Bruno might be scared of his sisters, but unfortunately for Camilo, Hernando is afraid of nothing!

"Give those back!"

Bruno didn't quite know why his sobrino had suddenly decided that his telenovela sets were the most interesting thing in the world, but Camilo had stolen them and ran away from him. It had taken his tio a solid minute to comprehend what had happened before he sprinted after the teen.

He was a little embarrassed about his telenovelas, and only Dolores and Mirabel really knew about them. If someone asked he'd tell them, but he was really hoping he could get Camilo to give them back before anyone else arrived home.

He could still expect vengeance from Pepa the next day, but at least his secret was safe for now.

"Camilo!" He grumbled as the shapeshifter shot a cheeky grin at him, "Give me them back!"

"Nope! You've been in your room all day tio!" His nephew danced around him, "You need to get out more!"

Bruno frowned, before remembering something he had used against Camilo in the past. Resisting a grin, he sighed. "Well then. You're really not gonna give them back?"

"Nope!" Camilo singsonged, holding them high above his head. "Mine now~"

"I'm sure I can..." He shot a hand out to tickle his nephews armpit. "Persuade you otherwise!"

Camilo shrieked, dropping to the floor and trying to scramble away as his Tio grabbed his ankles to pull him back.

"No! Don't!" He giggled nervously, slapping at his hands but still holding the sets out of reach. "I'll tell Mami and Tia!!"

Bruno paused, still gripping Camilo's legs. "Hmmm... I am scared of them..."

As Camilo started to think he'd won, Bruno flipped up the hood of his ruana and deepened his voice.

"It's a good thing Hernando is afraid of nothing!"

Camilo squealed as Bruno - sorry, Hernando started to tickle his ribs, flailing around on the floor.

"TIOHOHOHO!"

"Sorry, your tio isn't around right now." Came the dramatic reply. "You'll have to beg Hernando for mercy!"

"I KNOHOW IT'S YOUHUHU!"

"You know it's who, exactly?"

"BruhuNOHOHO!"

"Well, nino, you would be wrong. Maybe we should get you some glasses like Mirabel? You are clearly blind, Bruno is not here right now."

Hernando grinned as he finally received his novela sets back due to his nephews flailing. He was still a little awkward with Camilo, but he was glad that the shapeshifter was comfortable enough to play with him. As Camilo panted on the floor, he flipped his hood off and grabbed the sets.

"Oh, hey Camilo. Are you OK? You seem tired, and flushed."

He grinned cheekily as Camilo half glared at him, already heading back to his room to put them away.

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Just realised I used the same Camilo and Pepa gif for 2 fics and 1 headcanon... We need more Camilo and Pepa moments I don't like using separate gifs :(

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Two in one fics today and its 2am hohoho am on a ROLL today guys

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You Want Clear Skies?

Also requested by someone in the comments on my last post - when chilling outside, Camilo jokingly tells Pepa 'clear skies' while she rants about a character in her new book. Pepa, initially confused, decides to play with her hijo.

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"And then - then he goes and cheats on her! Honestly! She's gone through a surgery to donate her kidney and blood marrow to save his life and while she's recovering he cheats on her with her best friend and-"

"Mami! Mami!" Camilo couldn't help but giggle, watching his mother's frustration. "Clear skies!"

Pepa cocked her head curiously at her son, before looking up into the sky. No cloud. Still sun.

She looked back at the shapeshifter, who was giggling at how abruptly she'd stopped and the way she'd checked the weather instinctively. Her eyes narrowed playfully.

"Clear skies, huh?"

She set her book aside onto the grass, as Camilo finally seemed to clock that he was in danger.

"I'm just gonna-"

"You want clear skies?" She grabbed him by the sides before he could escape, dragging him into her lap and attacking his tummy. "Okay, mi sol, that I can do!"

"MAMI!" Camilo shrieked, bursting into giggles and squirming in her arms. "STOHOHOP!"

"Nuh-uh," She grinned at him, "You said clear skies! I don't see a cloud, so clearly I'm just gonna have to be safe and make sure I tickle you long enough that there isn't any clouds!"

"Thahahahat doesn't make seHENSE!" Camilo squealed as she grabbed one of his feet, flinging the sandal god-knows-where as she managed to get her nails under his toes. "NOHOHOHO!"

"No?" Pepa teased, laughing alongside her son as he flailed on the grass. "But clear skies Camilo! It's for the good of the Encanto!"

"I was KIHIHIDDING!"

"Hmm? Sorry didn't quite catch that!" Pepa apologised to Dolores mentally as she raked her fingers down his foot, before releasing the captured limb to attack somewhere else.

Pepa grabbed his ankles before he could scramble away, yanking him down so that his head was in her lap. Wiggling her fingers at him while he giggled nervously up at her, she raised an eyebrow.

"You know, for someone who doesn't want this to happen, you aren't exactly fighting me!"

As Camilo flushed ten different shades of red, offering weak half-formed excuses, his mother rolled her eyes and dug her hands into his sides. Maybe she took a bit too much satisfaction in watching her sons attempts at speaking devolve into squeaks and squeals of laughter, but she didn't really mind, laughing at his weak attempts to push her hands away.

"Ay, just like your Papi." She smiled down at Camilo, unable to resist flicking his nose before digging into his hips. "Oooh! This seems like a good spot, don't you think, camaleon?"

His shrieks and kicking feet were all the answer she needed.

Pepa chuckled fondly at the sight. Despite how vicious her attack had been thus far, she didn't actually want to murder her son, so she decided to give him a little break. One hand combing through his hair, the other gently tickled his chin and neck. She couldn't help but giggle with him as he tried to smush his face into his chest to trap her hand. "Ahh, hijo, you're so cute." She leant down to gently kiss his forehead, "even if you are a little brat at times."

She let the moment continue for a short while, sun shining brightly as she played with her child. It was only when he made a move to leave that she playfully pouted, holding him tightly to her.

"Where do you think you're going, hijo?"

"My sandal!" Camilo whined, melting into the hug subconsciously. "It's lonely! I need to bring it home!"

"What about me, mi sol?" Pepa clung onto him tighter, "What if I'm lonely?"

"I-," Camilo frowned, "Unfair."

"You know what else is unfair?"

"Wh- AY CARAMBAHAHA!"

Camilo screamed as Pepa blew a raspberry into his neck, going limp before trying to wriggle away unsuccessfully. Even his mother had to giggle at the teens dramatic reaction, unable to resist digging her fingers into his underarms.

"Come on, Milo! You didn't really think it was over, right?"

Camilo couldn't answer, too busy drumming his feet and attempting to escape his mother's evil hands. Every time he attempted to speak she'd blow another raspberry into his neck, effectively cutting him off before he could even say anything. When his struggling slowed down, and Pepa noticed his laughs becoming more tired, she finally stopped for good, sweeping him into her arms for a proper cuddle.

"Okay, hijo, that's enough for today." She chuckled, gently stroking the curls off his damp forehead. Her hand went down to gently rub his tummy, soothing any aches from the laughter, while the other gently played with his hair. They sat there peacefully for the rest of the afternoon - Camilo somewhere between relaxation and sleep, and Pepa lovingly doting on her son.

And if Isabela, on her way up to Casita, smirked at Pepa before using the grass to tickle Camilo's one bare foot - well, Pepa would have to apologise to poor Dolores for the scream he let out.

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You Call That A Prank?

Suggested by someone in the comment section of my post for prompts. Here's what I got from it!

Mirabel loves a good prank! But an unoriginal or poorly executed one? Yeah, no, that irritated her.

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Camilo needed tickles.

OK scratch that. He didn't just need tickles - he needed to be wrecked. He had such a lee mood that he just wanted to be tackled down and tickled to tears. But finding someone to do that was... Difficult.

Luisa wasn't a vicious ler, so she was out. Obviously Dolores couldn't due to her hearing, and his Mami was currently watering the fields. His papi was with her, Isabela was out in the town along with Julieta and Agustin, both of which would never go that far with tickling anyway...

He frowned. The only other people in Casita were Mirabel and Bruno, and he wasn't close enough with his tio yet to feel comfortable asking. And unless Mirabel was in a ler mood herself, she had to be provoked...

Camilo perked up. He knew what he could do.

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Now here's the thing. Mirabel loves a good prank. So Camilo pulling a prank on her wouldn't result in the ending he wanted.

However, Mirabel had a massive pet peeve for unoriginal or poorly executed pranks. So that was the shapeshifters angle.

He shifted into Luisa, holding a bucket (which he was sure he'd seen on Bruno's head at some point) filled with water and 'attempting' to balance it on the top of Mirabel's door frame. He 'accidentally' made some noise, hissing in frustration before returning to his task.

Despite planning to be caught, Mirabel's sudden opening of the door had his shrieking, and as he accidentally shifted back to his own form he tripped and dropped the bucket on himself. Water doused him, his mouth hung open as he looked at a smirking Mirabel.

"Really? You call that a prank?"

Camilo bristled. "Hey! Can't beat the classics!"

His cousin rolled her eyes. "Oh please. You didn't even change the liquid. Do you know how fun it would be to use orange juice? Or wine? Or literally anything other than water?!"

Camilo pouted, before shivering a little. It had been cold water, and he must have looked like a bedraggled kitten because Mirabel just sighed and gestured him in. "Come on, Camilo. I've just finished mending some of your clothes anyway and your mother would kill me if I let you catch a cold."

"Mami is harmless!" The shapeshifter defended his mother as he entered Mirabel's room. He was a little resigned, not getting the ending he wanted but it could have been worse.

"Tia has access to lightning, primo. Tia is scary."

As Mirabel flung a shirt and some pants at him, turning her back to her older cousin, Camilo stripped off his ruana, pouting. "I need another ruana... I feel weird without one." He mumbled, pulling on the clothes and dropping on the bed next to Mirabel with a huff.

"You're just like tio," Mirabel laughed, poking him teasingly. "Take the ruana off and you become a thousand times smaller!"

"I'm not that small!" He scoffed, "Tio looks like he could waste away without his ruana!"

Mirabel could only nod. That was true. "But still, look at how small you are!" She poked at his stomach, before poking his thighs. "You're so skinny! How do you eat so much and it never shows up? I'd be concerned if I didn't literally see you eat so much at meal times! I bet I could count every one of your ribs without even touching them!"

Camilo slapped at her hands, suddenly feeling nervous. "That's not true!"

"Oh really?" Mirabel raised an eyebrow, grin turning playful, "Why don't we try?"

The shapeshifter's eyes widened, and he tried to sit up only for his cousin to fling herself on his body to trap him. As he landed face down in the mattress, he felt her sit on his waistline and pull up his shirt.

"Mirabel! Don't!" He tried to dissuade her, "I'm fine!"

"Mmmmm... No." She laughed, tracing her fingers all over his lower back to get him giggling. "Did you seriously think I didn't know what you were looking for, Cami?"

"I don't knohow what you're tahahalking about..." Camilo tried to reach back and grab her hands, only for her to pin his wrists under her knees.

"Yeah, whatever. Now, your weight is a serious health concern you know." Mirabel spoke in a faux-serious voice, "So I need to check on your ribs to make sure that they're all intact and OK. Luckily Mama taught me a few things about medicine, so it should be done quickly if you hold still!"

She hovered her hands over Camilo's ribs, grinning widely as he started to giggle from nerves. He actually laughed when she wiggled her fingers teasingly, phantom sensations kicking in.

"Just a warning - this might tickle."

With those words, she went straight for him. She didn't even try to pretend like she was counting, knowing that was what he was expecting. As Camilo squirmed and squealed under her, she mock-sighed.

"I'll never be able to check them if you don't stop moving! How am I supposed to count all your ribs, Cami?"

She wasn't even on his ribs, and Camilo managed to tell her that through his laughter. Her hands tormented his sensitive sides, and he really wished he hadn't removed his sodden ruana.

It wouldn't have protected him much, but it would have been something.

As Mirabel's hands moved up his back, he shuddered, before squealing as she touched his neck. Mirabel's hands paused, and Camilo's eyes widened.

"How, in fifteen years of living, have I never found out your neck is ticklish?"

"It's not!"

"Don't lie to me Cami, you're squeaking like one of tio Bruno's rats."

Before Camilo could get offended about being compared to a rodent, Mirabel got right back into spidering her fingers over the sensitive skin of his neck, and Camilo shrieked with laughter. Mirabel laughed herself, watching her cousins shoulders try to move to protect his neck. Eventually, she stopped, grinning as the shapeshifter went limp on the bed.

"Camilooooo," She sang, climbing off him and rolling him over so he wasn't breathing in her bedsheets anymore.

"What?"

"Cami-Lee."

He flushed a rather embarrassing shade of red, and Mirabel couldn't help but laugh as he covered his face with his hands.

"Rookie mistake!" She attacked his underarms, relishing in the shriek of surprise which was quickly followed by panicked laughter. "Cami, Cami, Cami, you really should know my tricks by now."

Her cousin couldn't even respond, too busy trying to roll away from the evil tickles. He couldn't lift his arms though for the life of him, and he drummed his feet on the bed as his eyes started to water.

"Oh hey, Luisa," He heard Mirabel say casually, like he wasn't dying from this evil torment. "How are you?"

"I was just wondering why the floor outside was wet. Want me to take the wet clothes?"

"Yeah sure, put them in the washing basket for me to do tomorrow please!"

Luisa's large hand gently patted Camilo's head as she passed him, and his face burned brighter as he pleaded with her to save him.

"Primo, even I know not to mess with Mirabel in a ler mood. Good luck though!"

As the door closed, so did Camilo's chance of rescue, and he resigned himself to his fate.

He had asked for it, after all.

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Didn't realise my asks were disabled - I think I've enabled them now?

If anyone has any encanto prompts please do let me know bc I have no inspiration.

At all.

Please help me lmao.

Just as a bit of a guideline though - I most likely won't do any romantic tickling just bc I'm asexual and aromantic so I don't think I can portray it in a way I'd be happy with putting on the Internet (and doing the 2 fine couples in this film justice. I mean I can try but I make no guarantees). Also no incest prompts please - the whole topic is something I find incredibly uncomfortable. Thank you for listening! ^¬^

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Camilo Madrigal + babysitting

It's known that he's the Madrigal that helps the village with the children (aside from maybe Mirabel) and kids can be quite a handful, especially when they're climbing all over you with little fingers and hands poking and prodding at you😁.

[Send A Pairing + Location- thingie] - entries closed! Please send no more^^

CAMILO MADRIGAL I love him!!8D Omg imagine that he's looking after a group of children because he's so much fun and can entertain them with his shapeshifting gift, but like you say, children are quite a handful so they start pulling on his clothes for attention ("Transform in my mom!" "Nooo transform in me! Me me me!") and eventually they start climbing him.

And then the moment those crawly kids on him start to feel ticklish, Camilo starts to giggle and jump, and he suddenly shapeshifts very chaotically!

So the kids have found their new entertainment: they learn that by tickling him he just shapeshift-errors while laughing hysterically and it's the best and most hilarious thing they've ever seen, so now Camilo has a bunch of kids attacking him with tickles, and he swears to never babysit ever again (but will do so anyway aw lovely boy).

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let's talk about Bruno

he needs it, guys.