#camilo madrigal supremacy

[tboycamilo]

they are a family. understand the vision

[mariart901]

Camilo y mirabel chiquitos💖✨✨

[calswildflcwer]

Secret Admirer ! ~ Part One

Pairing : Camilo x fem!reader.

Warnings : Nothing, just pure fluff atm. Will be a kissing scene later in the story, possible foul language.

Plot : You and Camilo are best friends. Lately, you have been finding love notes attached your front door or delivered to your house with a bouquet of flowers. You had no idea who the love notes are from but it’s always so exciting to you so you always find yourself running happily to tell Camilo whenever you get a new one. One day, you do however find out who’s sending you the love notes and it comes as a huge shock to you and is something you weren’t expecting at all.

Pronouns used : he/him for Camilo, she/her for reader.

Note : I am not a Spanish native and I don’t know any Spanish, all Spanish nicknames mentioned in this story are translated from google. If anything is wrong PLEASE let me know and I will correct it.

Info : Just a little miniseries for our best boy, Cami!

Camilo taglist : @tigreost, @sweetaeyoung, @sunnth, @dai-tsukki-desu, @xxhome-is-where-ria-isxx, @cassiopeia-black-brenda, @elegantkidfansoul, @soumya-13, @eeyahhh, @camilos-mivida, @froggydobegaytho, @iwannabecamiloshovel, @the-ice-frozen-ground-red-rose, @n3r0-1417, @baileeblanc.

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You and Camilo had been best friends for as long as you could remember; you always stuck to each others sides, always running around the village pranking people together. He was your best friend and you were his.

Today was no different than any other, you finished up your chores before sprinting to find Camilo, “Cami! Cami! I got another one!” You called out as you ran his way, skidding to a halt in front of the taller boy.

“Oooh! What’s this one say, mi vida?” He asked you, intrigued as you unfolded the small piece of paper.

“It says; you looked gorgeous today! Blue really suits you x.” You read aloud, grinning Camilo’s way.

He smiled, “Whoever this person is, they’re hooked.” He chuckled as he threw an arm around your shoulders as the pair of you walked together.

You’d been receiving little love notes from a secret admirer for a few weeks now, you would often find the notes taped to your front door or on the top of a crate that you would be delivering that day but you never knew who they were from.

“Who could they be from?” You wandered aloud.

Camilo shrugged, glancing around at the villagers, “They could be from anyone. There’s plenty of guys in this town.” He told you, glancing down at you as you walked.

You were still staring at the note, Camilo took a mental note of the smile that graced your features as you read it. He knew that you were keeping all of the little love notes in a little velvet box that you kept on the top shelf of your wardrobe. The little notes made you so happy despite not knowing who they were from.

“I guess you’re right.” You sighed, stuffing the note in your pocket as you grabbed his arm from around your shoulder. You held his hand and began swinging it back and forth as the pair of you walked, Camilo rolled his eyes as he chuckled, remembering when he was a child and used to skip down the road holding Dolores’ hand like that.

“What if we could find out?” He suggested, turning to you.

“What do you mean?” You asked.

“What if we could find out who your secret admirer is?” He rephrased.

“How?” You questioned.

“Well, maybe we could make something up which means that all the boys our age have to give us a sample of their handwriting and then we can compare the samples we get to the love notes?” He shrugged.

“We could do that?” You asked.

“Yeah, sure! I can just go door to door and tell them that Abuela needs them to write something down.” He shrugged.

You threw your arms around him, “That’s a great idea, Cami! Let’s do it!” You grinned at him as you held his hand once again and began eagerly dragging him towards casita.

You paced around Camilo’s room, waiting for him to come up with some kind of plan. “What are we even gonna have them write?” You questioned. “I solemnly swear that I’m not an idiota?” You asked him.

Camilo held back a laugh as he raised an eyebrow in amusement, “Why would we get them to write that?” He enquired.

“Because every boy in town is an idiota and we need to find the one that isn’t.” You told him, cocking a brow as you threw yourself backwards onto his bed, allowing yourself to fall freely onto his blankets.

Camilo sat at his desk watching you before rolling his eyes and spinning in his chair as he stared down at the paper before him, he used his forefinger and middle fingers to rub his temples as he tried to come up with something, anything.

It was an hour later when he finally clicked his fingers, “I’ve got it! We can get them to sign an agreement for their chor-” He stopped when he turned back to you, noticing you curled up into his blankets, your fists were clutching one of his thicker blankets like a child as soft snores left your mouth.

A smile graced his features as he grabbed a blanket that you weren’t laid on and placed it over your sleeping form, “We’ll discuss it later, mi vida.” He whispered, planting a soft kiss to your forehead before leaving his room, letting you sleep peacefully on his bed.

He walked into the kitchen, standing beside Julieta, “Hola tia!” He grinned sheepishly.

“Camilo, it’s not going to work. You’re not getting any extra arepas, you can wait until dinner in a couple of hours.” She told him, turning her head to him with a soft smile.

He sighed, trying to think of a way he could steal some extra food, his eyes widened as an idea came to his mind, “They’re not for me, they’re for (name).” He told his aunt.

Julieta eyed him suspiciously, “You can take one, but if I find out it’s not for (name), I’ll send Isa after you.” She told him, knowing he hated the pranking wars with his prima.

“Ay, okay, okay.” He sighed, shoving his hands into his pocket and leaving the kitchen as Julieta watched him, she shook her head as a smile graced her features whilst he disappeared from her view.

It was hours later, you were currently heading home. That’s when you spotted a note attached to the front door of your house, you slowly approached it and carefully pulled it from the wood before walking inside. “(Name), is that you?!” Your mother called.

You lifted your head, stuffing the note into your pocket, “Si, mami. It’s me!” You called out.

“Dinner will be ready in twenty minutes, mi vida!” She let you know.

“Okay, I’ll go and get washed up.” You responded before heading up the stairs.

“Okay, cariño! Don’t take too long!” She called out.

“Alright!” You called back, heading into your bedroom.

You closed the door behind you and took out the note, carefully unfolding it and reading the words written on the paper: You have the cutest laugh I’ve ever heard.

A red tint highlighted your cheeks as you stared at the note before placing it in the velvet box and hiding it back in the top of your wardrobe. You couldn’t revel in the moment yet due to having dinner soon, your hands rose to cover your heated cheeks before you left your room and quickly slipped into the bathroom to wash up so that you were ready for dinner.

You stared at yourself in the mirror, seeing the red flush that was spread across your cheeks, you shook your head; trying to rid your cheeks of the tint that was currently highlighting them.

Your eyes averted back to your reflection as you dried your hands on a nearby towel, “Ay, who the hell are you and what the hell are you doing to me, mystery guy?” You whispered as your hands covered your cheeks.

“Mi vida! Dinner is ready!” Your father called out.

“Coming!” You shouted, exiting the bathroom.

You headed down the stairs and took your seat at the dining table. Enjoying your meal with your family as you quickly put the love note to the back of your mind.

~ Haiii! So welcome to my new Camilo miniseries. I really hope y’all like it! Honestly, idek where I’m going with this lmao but imma see where it takes me anyways. Lemme know y’all’s thoughts, angels! 😘 Stay hydrated, make sure you’ve eaten today, remember you’re loved more than you’ll ever know and stay safe, lovelies! Mwah! 💖

[whogavemoththerighttohyperfix]

HERE COMES THE BOY~

[brunosmischievousgrin]

Camilo Madrigal 🦎

[iyahpostsstuff]

Description:

Camilo Madrigal edit I made a while back

[glendybluebird]

👑Papa's little princess👑🧡💛✨Camilo and Paulina✨💛🧡

Close-Ups

Camilo is very close with his daughter Paulina. When she was a baby, he used to turn into her a lot and play with her. So much so, that some people actually thought Paulina had a twin sister. Their bondings included styling each other's hairs, performing/acting, hoarding food, and pulling a few pranks here and there.

However in terms of seeking good advice (very emotional moments) and help with homeworks, Paulina always turns to her mom.

Camilo is terrified of what Paulina's "rebellious phase" would be like.

Though it appears that her personality is a carbon copy of her father, that's not entirely the case. Alora/Luna also had a mischievous side, especially as a kid. Which is picking locks, escaping, hiding "disappearing", and tracking people down.

AND THEY KEPT THINKING ABOUT HOW THEY'RE SPAWNING GREMLINS🤣

(references found on Google)

[iwannabecamiloshovel]

Camilo: If I say I love you, will you say it back?

Y/n: Yes.

Camilo: I love you.

Y/n: It back.

*Later*

Pepa: Why is Camilo crying face-down on the floor?

[caramella120]

No sleep just them. I can't... they are so cute

[dos-oroguitas]

fight for you

Inspired by the Book of Life. Part 1

masterlist !!

A letter had arrived to inform the Madrigals of your return. Camilo is overjoyed to reunite with you.

Camilo had kept his word. Even as eight years had passed, as Casita fell and rose back again on the hill that the two of you had once ran around on, the hope that you would return never once wavered.

Although he wanted to send you letters, he didn’t know where to write to you and your father hadn’t exactly warmed up to him even after your departure. Oftentimes he would run up to him, asking for any news from you. Though Ignacio would only regard him for a moment before silently walking away. He can’t say the same for his family though. The Madrigals and the lonely widow Ignacio Castillo had maintained a friendship of sorts. Though it seemed that Ignacio hadn’t really seen him as anything but the boy that drove his one and only daughter away from him. Often frowning and leaving the room whenever Camilo entered.

He knew his reputation wasn’t exactly the best but he had tried to show the older man his good side. Often he had pestered him, helping him out whenever he could. And try as Ignacio may, he couldn’t help but admire the boy whose smile was infectious and bright.

Camilo had spent years waiting, completely unaware that he was a boy falling deeper into the depths of love. No longer was it a silly crush and it took years of your absence to realize that.

He thought that he would have to wait longer. Not that he minded waiting but the day he had been waiting for would soon arrive.

A letter had been delivered to the matriarch of the family while they were having dinner. He recognized the seal that had your father’s initials on them as well as the wax seal’s colors. He drummed his fingers on the table, fidgeting as he resisted the urge to just snatch the letter from his grandmother’s hands.

He watched with bated breath, chewing on the arepa he ate like his life depended on it as his abuela’s serious features melted away to form a warm smile. She placed the letter back in its envelope before placing her hands on the table, glancing at him briefly.

“It seems that Señor Castillo’s daughter is expected to return from after completing her studies in the city.”

Camilo choked, an unchewed piece of arepa lodging itself in his throat.

Pepa, not noticing the choking Camilo had smiled fondly. “Oh, how sweet, you’re getting all choked up.” She stifles a soft motherly laugh, knowing how Camilo had admired and loved the girl.

Most people would argue that it was puppy love and that it would pass but her son’s unwavering patience to wait for (Name) told her all she needed to know. She was blissfully unaware that Camilo was so close to seeing the light, his abuelo Pedro on the other side—

Camilo grasped onto the table tightly, turning slightly purple as he couldn’t breathe. Was this it? Death by arepas? Granted it was a good way to go but he hadn’t seen (Name) yet!

“Oh..! Ay dios mio, you’re choking!” Panic ensued as Felix had turned to his son, about to share some fatherly wisdom, only to see Camilo choking. He immediately performed the Heimlich maneuver as Pepa thundered and rained all over the dinner table.

Well, after almost having a heart attack from Camilo’s near death experience, Alma had announced that she would like to host a welcoming party in honor of (Name’s) return. Seeing as the Madrigals and the Castillos were more than acquaintances after your departure, she saw it fit to hold a party for the return of one of Encanto’s memorable citizens.

As Camilo laid in his bed, he couldn’t help the smile that graced his lips. You were coming back. After all this time he was going to see you again.

Camilo wondered what you looked like now and as he stood up, he glanced at himself in the mirror. He combed his fingers through his brown curls, smiling at himself. He could say that he looked good. He only hoped that he wouldn’t disappoint.

The shapeshifter turned to his closet, opening it up to reveal dozens of ruanas that resembled the very same one you gave him. Said ruana was carefully tucked away. He had worn it only once and that was on the day of your departure. It had slipped off his shoulders a few times but Pepa reassured him that he would grow into it.

He went back to bed, holding the ruana close to his chest as he reminisced about his childhood with you, slowly falling asleep with a smile on his freckled face.

Soon came the day he had been waiting for. Casita was roaring with excitement, much to his sister Dolores’ chagrin. Everyone had wondered how you were after being away from Encanto. Rumors of your studies as well as your beauty buzzed around the town. Camilo had looked forward to meeting you once again, fidgeting as he kept on shifting to different people out of nervousness.

“Alright, alright, calm down. You got this.” his fingers drummed against his thighs as he tried to focus.

The welcome party had been attended by the whole town, all of its’ citizens as equally curious as he was to see or know what had happened to the little menace that once terrorized the whole town with Camilo.

“Óye, (Name’s) on her way.” Dolores whispered to her Abuela before she let out a little ‘hm’.

He stood beside his abuela, with your father on the opposite of the Madrigal matriarch. Camilo donned the exact same ruana you had given him the last time he saw you, his white button-up pressed smoothly and showed no creases. He swallowed thickly as he fidgeted with the ends of his ruana, careful as to not pick on it too much as he was afraid of ruining the gift that you had given him.

“Camilo, your girlfriend’s here!” Isabela had smirked after she had peered out on the walkway where you were escorted by a boy that looked to be of Camilo’s age, though they weren’t familiar with him. Perhaps he was an outsider that you met while studying in the city? He was tall, handsome, a mop of smooth umber locks on his head. The unknown boy’s pretty amber eyes gleamed as he smiled down at you. Camilo could feel his throat dry up and his heart clench. Who was he?

A hush fell over the crowd as you finally entered Casita’s newly built doors. All eyes on you as you made your way down the center of the parted crowd. Camilo could hear their whispers but his eyes had narrowed on the unfamiliar boy by your side. He didn’t like it. He didn’t like him. Maybe it was his overprotectiveness for his girl.. His friend showed but he was far too close for his liking. Though he tried to push the green monster that threatened to ruin his whole night. This is gonna be a night to remember. You don’t want to ruin it, Camilo hissed to himself.

As expected, everyone in town was curious to see how you had grown. Camilo had quickly turned his attention to you once he heard the soft gasps that came from the crowd.

“(Name) Castillo has returned..”

A delicate fan had hid your features from curious eyes that tried to take a glimpse of you. You were dressed in a white blouse, delicate frills on the neck with a light yellow lace trimming, your skirt was long, embroidered with pretty carnations and sugar flowers and it stopped just before your ankles. On your hair was a little bow in the color of Camilo’s ruana.

“And she’ll be helping out with the children..” One of the mothers that Camilo had been helping had gushed as you gently ruffled the curly hair of the little tyke in her arms.

“I heard she reads books.. like for fun.” One of the haughty girls your age had scoffed, rolling their eyes while her companion had gasped. “No way..”

You continued to make your way through the crowd, a space between Alma and Camilo being made for you. The boy he had been glaring at joined your father’s side. Although he was nervous, Camilo had tried his best to retain his confident smile while your father had looked on proudly. “Mija.” Your father greets you with a warm hug and you couldn’t help but return the embrace before you had pulled away to stand in between the shapeshifter and his grandmother.

“Señorita Castillo.” Camilo breathes out, unable to believe that you were actually here now. You were so close and he could feel your warmth. He could only see your eyes right now, mesmerized and getting lost in them.

He briefly wondered if you even remembered who he was. It had been years after all and no letters were exchanged to know what had happened to the both of you in each other’s absence. Anxiety filled him and he felt his palms get sweaty. Though that soon would be melted away as you turned to him with that sweet smile you always gave him when you were younger.

You lowered your fan, eyelashes fluttering prettily as you beamed up at him. “Hola, Camilo.” You greet with a soft smile, only then making your features visible to everyone in town.

Camilo Madrigal swore he could hear a chorus of angels singing as his eyes opened wide to take in all of you. His jaw dropped and he started shifting again, his familiar disfigured face staring at you in disbelief.

A soft giggle merely escaped your lips, far too familiar with Camilo’s antics to be surprised anymore. “It’s really nice to see you..” You lean close as you whisper, smiling sheepishly, cheeks heating up as you recognize the ruana he wore. "You kept it? After all these years?"

Camilo’s own cheeks felt warm as he didn’t even know where to look. Your pretty eyes or the lips he swore he could kiss forever. And he could only nod dumbly as you smiled.

However, your attention was soon captured by his grandmother who had smiled fondly, gently grabbing your shoulders as she made a welcome speech that Camilo didn’t really listen to. Something about returning, yada.. Yada.. enough about his abuela!

All he could focus on was you.

Aside from his grandmother’s speech he would briefly hear muffled snippets of conversations of both your father and said boy who he now knew as one of your friends from the capital. He heard how he had insisted on escorting you home. He had shook your father’s hand firmly, proudly smiling as he heard Ignacio’s praise of making sure his daughter had come home safely. And to that he says, really? He spent years trying to gain even a smile from the ever cold Ignacio Castillo but it was given away so freely to a stranger?

As Alma’s speech ended, she asked for the band to play some music, no doubt sparking what would be a very lively party. Although Camilo wanted nothing more but to speak with you, you were whisked away by his primas who had fawned over your outfit as well as your now grown features. They had also filled you in on what you had missed during the eight years you’ve studied in the city.

You talked animatedly, recalling all your time in the city. He would watch, mesmerized by how you had become so.. so beautiful. Though there were quirks you had retained that he remembered when you were children. He smiled to himself, sighing dreamily.

“Camilo Madrigal. The shapeshifter, right?” A voice interrupted him from his thoughts and he turned to see the very same boy that was by your side upon entering Casita. “Andres Del Pilar.” The boy held his hand out. “I’ve heard a lot about you from princesa. It is nice to finally meet you.” Andres greets with a smile that didnt quite reach his eyes.

Something about this boy had honestly riled Camilo up. He was so.. Smug. Like he was smug too but his smugness, by his defense, was endearing! Not like this.. This.. chico engreido! He could feel Andres size him up, likely to scope out the competition as Camilo shook his hand.

“All good things, I hope.” He says through gritted teeth, eyes narrowing at the nickname the boy had referred to you as.

“But of course, mi princesa speaks highly of her darling friend.” Camilo could practically hear the emphasis on Andres’ words. His princess. Not yours. He turned to gaze at you just like Camilo had. The tall boy hummed softly. “During her years in the city, I’ve been granted her gracious presence. I admire her, you see. Only a blind man wouldn’t.” Andres had shook his head. “Numerous times I have thought of asking for her hand to court..” Camilo could feel his heart stop at his words, eyes wide as he looked at Andres.

“But I intend to ask for it from her father, Señor Castillo himself.” Camilo’s blood ran cold and he swore he feel himself freeze up, nails digging in his palms at how tight he was clenching his fists.

The tall boy merely gave him a once over, huffing haughtily. “Judging by your reaction it seems she has failed to inform me that this darling friend.. Doesn’t see her as just that.” He shook his head. “Though I really don’t see someone like you as a competition. No shapeshifting could amount to the life and the riches I could give her.”

Andres turned to walk away, bumping his shoulder against Camilo harshly and watching with a snicker as the shapeshifter had stumbled back. “Just a friendly advice, from one amigo to another, si? It is best if you cease any feelings you have for her, friend.” Andres had masked the poison in his words with his flowery sentences.

Camilo’s jaw clenched and he swore if he didn’t have the patience of a saint he would’ve seen red. Andres had expected an easy win. An easy ‘I yield’ from the Camilo boy. What he didn’t expect was dark green eyes narrowing at him.

“Que gane el mejor, amigo. May the best man win.” Camilo stood tall as he sauntered past Andres. If Andres thought he was going to back down, he had another thing coming. Camilo Madrigal was going to fight for you.

Nearby, hidden by a large assortment of plants, one could hear a little ‘oooh’ as they bore witness to the scene that had just transpired. Dolores, Mirabel, and their Tio Bruno had been listening in. After making sure that both boys had left the scene, Dolores let out a little ‘hm’ before relaying what had just happened as Bruno who had been quite inspired by the display, had taken notes, invested in his sobrino’s story and inspired to make a telenovela with starring his rats. Mirabel recalled the exchange from both boys to be used as the dialogue.

“Write that down! Write that down! That was telenovela gold!”

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i hope you guys like the second part of the book of life series ! sorry if theres any typos 😭 im still sick but i wanted to get a fic out ! let me know what you guys think !!

[pink02]

#Carlos-is-just-a-softy

He cried after Camilo raised his voice at him 😭

Poor baby 🥺

Just did it this morning lolol *sips hot coco with shaky hand*

[This is the aftermath of the Owl house meme ref link here]

[heyhoeudoin]

camilo, after flirting: don't you know who i am???

y/n, not looking up: yes of course i know, i just don't care

camilo:

dolores: hm!

mirabel: yeahh, good luck with making them like you now

camilo, watching you walk away: i think i'm the one who fell instead

mirabel: you dumbass

[bandshirts-andbooks]

Camilo: Where are my fucking keys?

Y/N: Camilo, Antonio is around, can you say it a little nicer?

Camilo: Yeah, my bad

Camilo: May I ascertain the whereabouts of my FUCKING KEYS?!

[calswildflcwer]

Mirabel: If you got arrested, what would be the charges?

Luisa: Theft.

Camilo: Disturbance of the peace.

Isabela: Aggravated assault.

Dolores: Arson.

Carlos: All of the above. In that order probably.

[maximoff56]

A Break

Pairing: Camilo x Male!reader

Summary: You have been dating Camilo and his family seems to love you until one day his Abuela pulls you aside and forces you to break it off.

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The Madrigals had to be seen as perfect in the eyes of their Abuela and most of the time everyone tried their hardest to reach the standards of the standards of perfection that were set for them. This ment Abuela had to approve of anyone that the Madrigal children were dating. If Abuela didn't like them, they didn't stick around.

So when Camilo introduced you to the family and Abuela Alma seemed to warm up to you nicely it overjoyed the teen. Introducing you terrified Camilo simply due to the fact that you were also a man and he didn't know how the family would react.

What helped was you had already met most of the family, you had grown up with Mirabel and were very close with Luisa because your family owned most of the live stock in the village.

You and Camilo have been together about 5 months and everything was perfect between the two of you and everyone believed the two of you would last. Pepa held onto the hope that you two would marry in the future, she already practically took you in as one of her own.

Today was no different than usual, you had finished your morning chores on your farm and began to make your way to the Madrigal home to have lunch with Camilo, something you did every day. Sometimes you had to wait for Camilo because he was still down helping the locals, today was one of those days.

So you let yourself in, waving hello to one of Antonios birds that sat on the stairs as you turned to make your way into the kitchen.

"Oh, Y/N. I was just about to go look for you" you were shock to say the least to see Abuela Alma standing against the counter in the kitchen. She never really spoke to you, only when you came for dinners and only sent you small nods when you made eye contact.

"Abuela, is there something I can do for you?" You questioned, taking another step into the kitchen. Her face held no emotion and she seemed much different to when you normally spoke to her.

"There actually is, my boy" You waited for her to continue "I need you to leave Camilo" the words rolled off her tounge so esay, and her words came without a sound of remorse or hesitancy.

"I- I'm sorry. What?" You jaw had dropped slightly and your eyes had widened. You couldn't comprehend a reason for this sudden change in her option of your relationship, you thought she approved of you.

"La familia Madrigal is something this town looks to as perfect, some locals have interesting reactions and options on the relationship between you and my grandson. Let's face it, you don't fit in here. Camilo would be happier with someone who suits him more-" your head was hung low as she spoke. Her words ringing in your ears.

"You mean a woman." You stated, lifting your head slightly to look at the shorter lady.

"If would be better for the encanto." You scoffed under your breath "Lo siento, but I'm not giving you a choice here. Leave Camilo." Neither of you said another word and as she left the room you just stared blanky at the spot where she once stood.

You were snapped out of your transe when you heard a call of your name in a voice that now brought you dread.

Camilo swung open the kitchen doors and you turned to face him, plastering a small smile on as he practically threw himself into your arms. He did this everyday, he loved hugging you. He wrapped his arms around your neck and burried his face into the crook of your neck. You slowly allowed your hands to snake around his waist and you pulled him close.

You squeezed his body impossibly close to yours, a sweet giggle had slipped his lips as you did you. You clenched your eyes shut at the sound knowing you were about to possibly never hear it again.

"Mi vida, as much as I love your hugs. I need to breath" Camilos laugh echoed in your ears as you slowly released your grip on him and stepped back slightly.

Camilos smile faded slowly when he examined your face. You looked so sad, almost like you had lost someone. "Y/N? Hey what's the matter, did something happen with the animals at the farm?" Camilo reached up to cup the side of your face but was stopped when you took a step back.

You took note of the flash of hurt that shot into Camilos eyes, you pushed the urge to just ditch this whole thing and tell Abuela Alma to suck it but you couldn't help but think she had a point.

"Cami, I-" you struggled to get the words out as you looked at the confused look on your lovers face. His eyes filled with concern and love. "Camilo, I think it's time we take a break" you kept your face set stone as you got the words out although your voice betrayed you when it came out chocked and broke slightly.

You could see when Camilos heart dropped cause his face dropped too, he stood up straighter and stepped about half a step back in confusion. He shook his head to himself as his eyes began to water, yours words finally, fully setting in.

"I- wha- No. Y/N?" He swallowed hard "Where is this coming from, I- I thought you wdre happy with me. Did I do something? I- Is it because I don't see you enough, b-because I wish I could. Please, tell me why, I'll fix it"

Your heart broke as tears spilled down the boys face, he blamed himself and that was the last thing you wanted. "Mi amor-" Camilo chocked out a sob at the nickname and turned away from you, he wrapped his arms around himself, trying to quite his cries. "Camilo, you haven't done anything. We just need some time apart"

"H-how long?" The break in his voice made you want to just hold him, like you always did when he was sad. You hated when he cried, you always tried to console him in the best way possible but now it was you who made him cry and you wanted nothing more then to throw yourself off a roof at the sound.

"Forever M-" you corrected yourself "Camilo" you waited for a response but when you got none you walked towards the door of the kitchen. Camilo turned to face the opposite direction. "I'm sorry Camilo, this is for the best" you whispered before swiftly leaving the kitchen. As you all but ran out of the house you looked quickly up at the candel and saw Abuela Alma standing behind it, staring down at you.

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Delores had heard everything of course and ran directly to the kitchen when she heard the from door close. She swung the door open and was met with Camilo just staring at the stop where you had originally stood. Silent tears falling from his eyes as his body shook in its place.

"Cami" she whispered and her brother slowly turned to face her, bloodshot eyes meeting hers. She quickly rushed over to him and pulled him into a tight embrace.

At the affection, Camilo broke down. He wrapped his arms around his sister and sobbed into her shoulders. He knew she had heard everything and so he didn't saw anything. Neither did she, which he was greatful for.

Delores just held her brother for a while, silent tears running down her checks as she listened to her brother sob into her cheek, his hands balling up peices of her clothing on her back as he pulled her closer.

After a few minutes, Camilo guided a still weeping Camilo to sit of one of the stools at the kitchen counter. "I'm going to get you some water hermano" she whispered as they both released their grip. Camilo rested his head on his hands and let his head fall against the counter. Tears were still falling and he was still shaking but he was able to control his volume now.

"CAMILO!" Delores flinched at the sound of her mother's voice, the kitchen doors swung open a moment later to reveal an angry thundering Pepa. She came in babbling in inaudible Spanish. "Look at me when I'm speaking to you Ca-" then Pepa stopped. And the cloud faded into nothing as she noticed Camilo.

He hadn't looked up, hadn't answered, he hadn't even acknowledged his mothers presence. He was still shaking and now he was just covering his ears because of the volume of the yelling of his mother and the sound of her thundering.

"Mi hijo?" Pepa slowly approached her son, placing a hand gently on his shoulder to gain his attention. Pepas heart dropped into her stomach when she saw Camilos face, his cheeks stained with dried and wet tears, his eyes bloodshot red and a look of defeat in his eyes. Pepa gasped and pulled her son into an embrace, one he returned immediately, letting himself cry into his mothers shoulder.

"H-he left me Mami" Camilo chocked out, his grip tightening on her. Thunder drummed loudly throughout the entire town as Camilos words left his lips.

Pepa didn't ask many questions at the moment but she held and comforted her son, she ran a hand through his hair as he cried.

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Camilo had left for his room, he thank his sister and mother for showing him support but muttered something about wanting to be alone and quickly ran off to his room.

"Mami...it was Abuela" Delores deadpaned when Camilo was out of ear shot. Pepa turned around sharply at that, eyes wide and filled with rage.

"MAMI!" Pepa called out, thunder boomed again and she gained her own cloud now, one with thunder and lightning as she stormed out of the kitchen.

Abuela Alma was admiring a plant when she heard her daughters yelling and turned to face it. She opened her mouth to speak but was stopped by lightning and thunder booming.

"My son, was just broken up with. Y/N broke up with him. You don't happen to know anything about that...do you?" Petas looked sharply at her mother.

"Y/N was not a good fit for this family, you know Camilo would be better with someone else" Abuela left to turn away but as she did, she noticed other family members had heard the commotion and came to investigate.

Maribel and Isabella were watching from the steps and then Félix who was just coming from his shared room with Pepa stood at the top of the steps, his face covered in shock and confusion.

"Camilo is to young to understand this, he must continue the Madrigal blood line and him being with a man stops that. I am sorry but my decision is final, Camilo and Y/N will not be together. I will hear nothing more about it! I am going to town."

Everyone stood in shock and Pepa cried silent tears at the thought of what both boys were going through. She just wanted her son to be happy, Y/N made him happy.

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It had been 3 days since the break up and Camilo hadn't left his room since, dinners were aqward and Abuela often got into arguments with Pepa or Maribel about the whole situation.

Everyone left Camilo to be alone. Antonio was still confused about everything and was saddened as well because he too, had grown close to you and saw you has an older brother.

The day of your family's festival, Antonio snuck away and ran up to his brothers room. He knocked but received no answer. "Cami, can I come in please. I miss you" Antonio slowly pushed the door to the room open.

Camilo was laying in his bed, back facing the door. "Go away" Camilos voice cracked. It was clear he hadn't spoken in a long time. When he didn't hear and door open again he turned around and saw Antonio standing at the side of the bed.

Camilo slowly sat up, his eyes were puffy and he didn't have the joy in his eyes had was normally there. Antonio didn't really understand what had happened but he knew his brother was hurting so he slowly wrapped his arms around his brother.

The hug was returned but not with as much effort. "We are going into town for Y/Ns families festival. And you're going to be coming"

"No, no Antonio. I can't see him" Camilo pulled away from his brother and sat up ag his headboard.

"I wasn't asking. I was telling, who cares what Abuela thinks about Y/N. You love him, don't you?" Camilo made a note to ask about the whole Abuela thing but nodded along to his brother. "Then what does it matter, go tell him that. He loved you too, he looks at you the way Papi looks at Mami"

Camilo smiled lightly at that though "what does this have to do with Abuela?" Antonio's face filled with confusion. He had thought that Camilo was aware.

"Abuela was the one who made Y/N break up with you. She said you guys wouldn't have been able to continue the family line and that it would be better for the encanto if he left" Cmailos eyes widened at that, at first he was filled with rage and betrayal that his own Abuela would be the root of so much pain. Them hope filled Camilo because that meant that you still wanted to be with him, you just weren't allowed.

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The Madrigal family was already in town when Camilo and Antonio had left the house and the festival had already begun. You had an animal show for the first time, usually your father was the one to put the show on but he had been Injured so you stepped in to do it for him.

Camilo heard the cheering, his height prevented him for seeing over the crowd of people. The thought of using his gift slipped his mind because he hadn't used it the last few days, in fear of accidentally turning into you and having to see you but not really see you.

So Camilo jumped onto a pillar platform and looked over the crowd of people and he froze, he saw you. The show was just about to end and he could tell you weren't all there but you still preformed great.

He wanted to catch you because he knew you were a very social person and would probably soon be rushed into conversation after conversation so he needed to get to you now.

Camilo had shoved his way towards the stage and shape shifted into a farm worker to make his way back stage and once again be froze when he say you moving a hay bail.

"Jose! Come help me with this" it took Camilo a good 30 seconds to relize that you were talking to him and that he wasn't in his own body. He took slow steps towards you, receiving a weird look from you in thr process. "Jose what the hell are yo-"

Camilo let the false face disappear and he transformed back into himself. He watched your eyes widened as you took in his disheveled appearance and worn out face.

"I-" you avoided eye contact with Camilo and dropped the bail of hay they you were moving.

"I know why you did it amor" you felt your mind swirl with the nickname "my Abuela told you to. I know that now, but I don't care what she says Y/N. For gods sake I love you-" your head snapped up at those three words. Neither of you had said that to each other before and it came as a shock to you "y-yeah, I love you mi vida and I know you feel the same. Please don't let my Abuela ruin this, please" the last 'please' came out as a chocked whisper as Camilo stopped himself from crying.

Although he tired not to allow it, a tear had smiled from his left eye and he went to quickly swipe it away but you grabbed his wrist. You gently raised your thumb up to wipe the tear from his face, letting your hand rest gently against his cheek.

"I'm sorry" You chocked out, tears of your own finally threatening to spill. You had distracted yourself after your break up. You hadn't slept, scared to dream about Camilo, you worked non-stop even when Luisa yelled at you for it. You never rested, never let your mind drift to Camilo.

Camilos hands shot up to cup your face as you let your tears fall. You had only ever cried in front of Camilo once before, you hated when you cries. It made you feel vulnerable and weak. "Hey hey, I know" Camilo whispered as he pulled you into a hug.

You allowed yourself you wrap your arms around Camilo, you tightly squeezed at his waist, you burried your face into his hair as he wrapped his arms around your shoulder. "I love you mi amor. I love you and I'm so sorry" you whispered into his hair. "I never should've said those things, I didn't mean it."

"Its okay mi vida, I know why you did it." You pulled away from the hug, Camilo whined a little at the loss of contact but your hands quickly reached up and cupped the sides of his face.

"Stop saying it's okay, it wasn't. I hurt you Cami" Camilos heart beat faster when you called his nickname "I'm not supposed to be the reason you hurt, I'm supposed to stop it" Camilo brought his forehead to rest on yours, his hands grabbed your wrist and he looked deeply into your eyes.

"Y/N, what you did hurt me, yes. But I want you, I just want to be with you. Just don't ever do that again" Camilo chuckled softly and you nodded your head.

"Never, I'll never do anything like that again Camilo. Lo prometo" you watched the smile grow wide on your lovers face and you felt yourself begin to breathe again as you stared into his eyes.

"C-can I kiss you" Camilos smile faltered at the question, a blush rapidly taking over his face as he avoided eye contact for a few seconds.

"Sure" he whispered excitedly and you were quick you push your lips together. You both melted into the kiss, eyes closed and just letting the world slow.

You pulled away first. Camilo kept his eyes closed for a few seconds and you watched as a he smiled widely as he opened them.

"I love you mi vida" you whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.

"I love you to Y/N"

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Delores smiled widely while facing the stage, the people around her gave her questioning looks but all she could focus on the was combined laugh of her brother and the man he loved finally being happy once again.

[dead-inside-writer]

helloooow!! Is it possible to request for a fluff camilo x fem! reader where reader has trouble sleeping and is tired always resulting her being at home most of the time. Camilo visits her so very often to show his love through cuddling with her or bringing reader small gifts even if it means camilo barging in her window often jsbdjbsshdh- (love ur works! pls stay safe always<33)

"Sleep well mi Amor" (Encanto Camilo x F! Reader)

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a/n: hii! TYSM FOR THE REQUESTTT :D! this is so cute i'll try my best, hope it meets ur expectationss and GGEUBIOE TYY u stay safe as well <3

pairing: Camilo Madrigal x Sleep-deprived! Reader

summary: Camilo sneaks into your room late at night to cuddle.

theme: fluff + slight angst

pronouns: he/him for Camilo, she/her for reader

warnings: none (maybe insecure thoughts?)

word count: 1.6k

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You groaned in your bed, twisting and turning, trying to find a position that’ll somehow make you feel relaxed enough to sleep. It was extremely funny the way that you were always yawning and how you had no energy but couldn’t manage to fall asleep at all.

You looked outside the window from your bed to see that it was still night, the moon shining bright. You cursed to yourself, wanting to do fun dates outside with your boyfriend, but because you were tired 24/7, you spent most of your days at home.

Camilo always visited you when you were too tired to move. You both would have deep conversations, he'll tell you about his day and rant about annoying things that get on his nerves. Sometimes he'll bring cards and board games to play. On some nights when you were lucky enough to get a thirty-minute nap, you usually hang out with Camilo in your house to do more activities like baking cookies. If you were feeling a bit more energetic, you both would walk around town, admire the scenery, and even run around until your energy was drained then you’ll have to spend the day in your house again (but this was an event that rarely happens so you keep it dear to your heart.)

You were so grateful that he understood your situation and still stuck with you but you didn't want to continue spending quality time with him just in your room. You want to spend more time with him outside, do some crazy things together like play pranks on his family and run away when they find out, explore the world together from morning until night.

Deep inside of your heart, you were scared. What if he gets bored one day and leaves you for someone way funner? Everyone knows that Camilo is an energetic boy so why would he want to spend his day with someone who can't even leave her house without feeling exhausted?

You know that thinking like this will do no good, that you shouldn't be having these thoughts. You know that Camilo loves you based on his effort and attention, but it was so hard to push these thoughts away at night, where you are alone and wide awake, not having anything to do and stuck with your own thoughts.

Your insecurities flood your head, your heart swelling as you think about how you’ll feel if Camilo, your sunshine, leaves you. You smack your head against your pillow as the pillow soaks your tears. You were about to wipe your snot with a tissue when suddenly there was a knocking sound on your window.

You snapped your head to look at the window with alert eyes, ready to smack the intruder with your tissue box when you realized that it was your amor crouching outside your window.

You rushed to the window, a smile immediately appearing on your face when you saw him. You opened the window a bit too strongly that it almost hit your walls.

“Woahhohoho, someone’s awfully excited to see me,” Camilo cheekily said, surprised by how strong you opened the window.

But his smile went away when he saw your red nose with snot drooping down, your puffy eyes with lingering tears. (He still found you so beautiful, even when you looked like that.)

“Mi princesa, why are you crying? What happened?” He used his sleeves to clean your snot which left you feeling embarrassed.

“Oh dios mio! You didn’t have to do that! Now your sleeves have my snot on it,” You half-screamed, slightly freaked out of the idea that he has your snot now.

“Please mi amor, I had worse stuff on my shirt, like Antonio’s vomit,” He shrugged.

“At least let me clean your sleeves,” You hurriedly took the tissue, wiping the wet spot on his sleeves. Camilo sits on the window, chuckling as he watches your eyebrows furrow.

'Seriously, I would do anything for this girl and she's already flustered at the fact that I cleaned a simple snot? She's so unbelievably adorable,' Camilo thought to himself.

"Anyways, why were you crying?" He asks as he lifts your chin with his finger.

"Nothing," You answered. Camilo gives you a suspicious look, one of his eyebrows arched.

"Really! It's nothing," You try to laugh it off, not daring to look him in the eyes but he softly pulls your face to look at him again.

"Nuh-uh, I know it's more than 'nothing'" He said, putting more tone on the last word.

"Urghhh how do you know me so well," You sulked, pouting your lips, "It's just something really stupid."

"Tell meeeee," He begged.

"It's just... I mean, why do you even like me? You're super energetic and I'm all just stuck in my room. You deserve someone who can go out on adventures with you," You rambled, letting out your feelings.

"Hey, hey... you know that that's not true, I feel peace in your presence when my life feels like a hectic mess. You're the one that loves me for me, and I love you for you. I wouldn't change a thing," He looked at you with eyes full of sincerity, stroking your hair behind your ear.

"I feel bad making you hang with me just in my room. I want to go to so many places with you, explore, have fun, without being exhausted," You feel the tears flowing again.

"Mi cielito, how about we try working on how to get you to rest first, m'kay? Then when you feel rested and bursting with energy, we can do everything you want! I'll be with you step by step," He pulls you into his chest.

"By the way, can you let me in? It's kinda freezing out here," He made an exaggerated 'brrrrrr'.

"Oops, my bad, please do come in, querido," You hold his hand to make sure he landed safely. There was one time he accidentally slipped and landed on his face and ever since then you hold his hand.

"Wow! You didn't slip, amazing job," You teased.

"Hey! That was a one-time thing and you know it," He exclaimed.

"Oh right, before I forgot, I brought you some tea!" He raised the bag in his hand.

"Mi madre said that it can help with insomnia," He pulled out a box of teabags.

"You go lay down on the bed okay? I'll brew you a warm cup of tea," He said.

You went to your bed, patiently waiting for him. He always brought small gifts whenever he visited, so you weren't surprised, but you always appreciated each and every single gift he got for you. It ranges from something simple as a flower to something extravagant as a handmade skirt full of details.

Soon, he entered the room with a cup of tea in his hand.

"I hope I made it just right," He said, his fingers fiddling with themselves as he watched you take a long sip.

"Wow Cami! This tastes so nice," You said, amazed. To be frank, Camilo wasn't the best at making food so you were a bit scared.

"Really? Let me try," He took a careful small sip from the tea in your hand, and his eyes turned wide, "Woah... it really does taste nice."

"Of course, I'm Camilo Madrigal after all!" He smirks proudly.

"Yes, my special chameleon," You smiled softly, taking more sips of the tea. Little did you know, his heart melted when he heard you say 'my special chameleon'.

'Oh dios mio, she said I'm hers!' He freaks out quietly.

"Hey, this tea might actually be working, I do feel a bit relaxed," You murmured, the warmth of the tea fills your body and the scent so pleasing to your nose.

Noticing that your boyfriend is just standing next to your bed, you scoot over, patting the space next to you.

"Come and sit here with me," You said, placing the tea on your bedside table.

"Say less, carino," He immediately takes up the empty space next to you, "Can we cuddle?"

"Mhmm" You hummed, already snuggling close to his chest.

You peacefully listen to the rhythm of his heart, his chest slightly going up and down, as he plays with your hair, twirling them in his fingers, while his other hand hugs you. You both stayed like this for a while, just enjoying each other's presence.

"You know, mi amor, you're not only the most beautiful and charming girl I ever saw, but you're also the most intelligent, wise, interesting, and loving girl in this whole world," He softly says.

You were about to reject what he said but before you even can get a word out, he peppers your face with kisses, and after each kiss, he'll give you a compliment.

One kiss on your forehead, "You're a one in a billion."

One kiss on your left cheek, "You're the reason why I look forward to another day."

One kiss on your right cheek, "You're amazingly breathtaking."

You were left stunned, your mind basically malfunctioning as your heart runs a thousand meters per second.

You covered your face with your hands to avoid him seeing your tomato face, as he laughs at your reaction.

"I love you so much mi vida," You whispered.

"I love you too, good night," Camilo whispered back.

You mumbled a good night back, going back to enjoying the warmth and comfort from the cuddle until eventually, you doze off.

Camilo smiled in relief when he saw you sleeping, carefully slipping out, and giving you one last kiss on the forehead.

"Sleep well mi amor," He whispered close to your ear, then left out the window.

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note: IT'S A BIT CHEESY BUT NGL I really like how this one turns out!! Sorry if this took a while <3 Please do leave a like and feel free to drop a request -din