#madrigals x platonic reader

[marshmellowjay]

Am i the only one who's wondering where all the encanto writers went? Cus God damn were those the shit once that movie came out.

Sure there were a few questionable ones but I was low-key down for the yandere ones.

The platonic ones were probably my fav ngl. Or the ones where reader has powers. Y'all were eating that shit up fr.

Opinions?

Repost plz!

[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.”

[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.

[lawnmowereater]

My requesting rules if u wanna request something.

(If you want a full story please specify, if not, it will probably be in bulleted short sentences.)

What I will do

Smut

Gore

Fluff

Angst

Comfort

One Shots

Character x Reader

Character x Character

Canon x Oc

LGBTQIA+ stories

Drug Usage/Abuse

Alcohol Usage/Abuse

Sh, Suicide, Mental Illness Comfort

Platonic Relationships

Romantic Relationships

Paternal Relationships

Male Reader

Female Reader

Gn! Reader

What I won't do

Pedophila

Smut of Minors

Incest

Non/con

Long Stories ( Like 3 parts max )

Fanbases

👍 = Experienced

🤔 = Not Experienced

🤠 = In Between

Bob's Burgers 🍔

Calvin Fischoeder 👍

Grover Fischoeder 🤔

Felix Fischoeder 🤔

Jimmy Pesto 🤔

Umbrella Academy ☂️

Klaus Hargreeves 👍

Five Hargreeves 👍

Ben Hargreeves ( Sparrow or Umbrella ) 🤠

Encanto 🏘️

Camilo Madrigal 👍

Isabella Madrigal 🤔

Luisa Madrigal 🤠

Dolores Madrigal 🤔

My Hero Academia 🦸

Shota Aizawa 👍

Izuku Midoriya 🤠

Katsuki Bakugou 👍

Denki Kaminari 🤔

Ejirou Kirishima 🤠

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Ride The Cyclone 🎢

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Noel 🤠

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It 🤡

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MasterList: Hazbin Hotel

Headcanons

Romantic

Dance with a weapon(Carmilla Carmine)

The sun,the moon and the star(Poly Chaggie)

Divine Mother(God)

Platonic

Deer Dad(Alastor)(English/Spanish)

Rutine Dad(Alastor)

Older falling star(Mornigstar family)

Reaction

"Good Morning"

I love you

One Shots

"Interruted"(Valentino)

Time to work(Alastor x C.A. Cupid reader)

Your frozen heart(Alastor x Elsa reader)

What do you think?

Elsa

C.A. Cupid

Detective

Isabella Madrigal

Princess Luna

Preference

[sillygoofyselfshipper]

Intro ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

Hello! I’m icarus! It/xe/he/they, 21.

I’m new to actually engaging in the self ship community, however I’ve considered myself a self shipper for a few years! I’m aroace spec and often sex repulsed, so don’t expect to see much explicit content here!

I have a few F/O’s, a couple romantic, a couple familial, and a couple platonic ! I love lots of things, and lots of people ₍ᐢ. ̫.ᐢ₎

I’m currently writing an x reader about one of my romantic F/O’s (the spot, from astv!!), and will post updates about it here!

This list will be updated as my F/O’s change!

Romantic F/O’s

Jonny D’Ville (the mechanisms)

The Toy Soldier (the mechanisms)

Harvey (stardew valley)

The Spot (across the spiderverse)

Logan (the sanders sides)

Jonathon Sims (the magnus archives)

Martin Blackwood (the magnus archives)

Tim (marble hornets)

Jay (marble hornets)

Platonic F/O’s

All of the sides sans Logan (the sanders sides)

Sammy Stevens (king falls am)

Familial F/O’s

Stan Pines (and the rest of the pines family) (gravity falls)

Bruno Madrigal (encanto)

Eda Clawthorn (the owl house)

If there is anyone else who shares my F/O’s, romantic or otherwise- please interact! As long as you’re not someone who will get into a “I know more about them than you” thing, I would love to talk about them!

[mozart-the-meerkitten]

Hey guys! So since the Wingfeather Saga show episodes are going again and I’m gonna be super hyped about it for a while I thought maybe I’d try doing some short story fanfic requests if anyone has them. I can’t promise I’ll get them done (my brain is a fickle thing and sometimes flat out refuses to do a story, sometimes for no reason) but I thought I’d give it a shot. Stories would be posted here or on Ao3 or both, depending on the length probably. Below I’ll outline what I will and won’t write but also note that requests involving the kiddos and/or Artham/Peet are more likely to get written than anything else.

What I will write:

Gen stories (platonic or family relationships)

Canon ships (like Nia and Esben, Janner and Sara, etc)

Filler stories that take place before, after or during the series

Stories that connect with the TV show specifically (since it’s a little different than the books) like the one I did with Sara and Peet for episode 2

Stuff for my crossovers (Wingfeather Madrigal Falls, Anniera Falls)

Other crossovers IF they’re something I can keep short and IF I’ve seen/read the thing you want me to cross the WFS over with

What I will NOT write:

Smut or anything of that nature

Non-canon ships

Crossovers with shows/books I haven’t read or watched

Long fics (unless they spiral out of control, but I’m not going to do it intentionally)

Character x reader fics, Idk how to do those

And I reserve the right to refuse any request with zero explanation (but I’ll probably give you an explanation and it’s probably just because my brain refuses to do it)

Alright, that’s all I can think of right now. Let’s see how this goes.

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#5

do you have anymore protective camilo and carlos . like shes the 2nd golden child and is supposed to be perfect ( at least thats what abuela thinks ) and they tell abuela off after seeing her finnaly cave ( and if your not comfortable with that ) someome insults reader and they get protective ( and if your not comfortable with that ) just protective camilo and carlos . also if you do not have time to right rn this can wait and pick the part that your the most comfortable with cause i dont know if any of this is crossing bondaries . have a good day / night .

I have so many ideas for protective Camilo and Carlos

Stuck: Protective Camilo x Fem reader (platonic), Protective Carlos x Fem reader (platonic)

Summary: You accidentally get stuck as an animal that Abuela doesn't like. She doesn't like that and gets mad at you. Camilo and Carlos tell her off and comfort you.

Genre: Angst to Fluff

Notes: You have the power to Shapeshift into animals while your brothers can do people

Warnings: Angry Camilo, Angry Carlos, Angry Abuela, Sad Reader

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You stood in front of your mirror, trying to decide which animals would be "safe" according to your Abuela. Safe meant it was pretty and not dangerous. If was dangerous but pretty? Nope. If it wasn't dangerous but not pretty? Nope. It had to be perfect.

You went down through your list, crossing off animals that you knew wouldn't fit the mold. When you came across an animal that you weren't sure of, you would put a question mark next to it, so that you knew to ask Abuela later.

Abuela was constantly changing what she thought and animals that used to be ok were suddenly too dangerous or not good enough, so you had to go through the list at least once a month.

It was one of your favorite times of the month and one of your least favorites because you got to see all these animals that you could be, and weren't allowed to be.

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As you went down the list, you got stuck. This happened sometimes when you used your power too much, or when you were shocked or surprised. You'd get stuck as the animal form you were in. This time it was an albino tiger. One that was pretty, but dangerous.

When this happened, only two people could ever get you to turn back. Your other two thirds, Carlos and Camilo.

You used your paws to open the door, looking around to see if anyone was coming. You thought it was clear, but then you heard your Abuela's voice filled with anger.

"Y/N? What are you doing?"

You slowly turned your head, fear in your eyes. You tried to shift back, but your powers wouldn't respond.

"Y/N, why do you look like that?! You know I don't like that animal!"

You ducked your head, scared of what was coming next.

"How can you help the miracle when you look like this? You were supposed to be perfect, not dangerous! You were supposed to be the responsible triplet! Not this! Change back ri-"

Camilo and Carlos heard her triade, and came out of their respective rooms as fast as possible.

"You want to finish that sentence, Alma?"

Carlos was the first to talk, anger in his eyes.

"Say it one more time, I dare you."

Your Abuela stepped back a bit, startled by Camilo's behavior. She expected this from Carlos, but never Camilo.

"How dare you?! I'm the head of this household and I won't accept this disrespect!"

"Disrepect? What about the disrespect from you?! You've been putting way too much pressure on Y/N! Why do you think she's stuck?! Because you are constantly changing what you approve of and she needs to figure it out once a month! Do you even know how many times this has happened?! No! Why?! Because you don't care about Y/N unless she is the perfect version you want her to be!"

Abuela opened her mouth to say something, but then closed it, not able to come up with a way to respond to that.

Camilo lead you to his room so that he and Carlos could get you to change back.

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#4

I feel like Ride The Cyclone was less about the contest and more about how fucking horny all of them were

213 notes - Posted October 5, 2022

#3

Someone wanted more triplet au stuff so here I am! I'm just gonna do some headcannons for now while I work on a sequel to Bad Friends!

Camilo, Carlos and Reader Triplet Headcannons: Just cute things that would happen between you and your bros!

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Warnings: Angsty, Carlos has a knife(yay), Carlos and Camilo threaten someone

When Camilo and Carlos get into fights, you're the one who breaks it up

Whenever you get asked out on a date, Carlos and Camilo will threaten them when you go to grab something

"Hey Y/N! You ready for our date?"

"I sure am! I just need to grab something really fast."

"Ok I'll just wait then"

Carlos grabbed his shoulder as soon as you were upstairs.

"You do anything to her, I gut you."

Camilo grabs the other side. "You kiss her before she's ready, you better learn to sleep with one eye open. Got it?"

The poor boy nodded as you came down the stairs, your smile reminding him why he's here.

"Ready?"

He nods quickly, glancing back at your brothers.

"Remember what we said, Fernando. Have a great night!"

You looked at all three of them, confused. "Dios mio, what did you guys say to him?"

"Nothing much, just telling to have a good night with you."

Very overprotective bros

You love them to death though

You three would come up with the best pranks to play.

You would make them apologize when they went too far

Carlos will often carry around a pocket knife, making the phrase "put the knife away, Carlos." a regular thing heard around Encanto.

You three all worked together in your own weird way

Carlos was the evil one, you were the sensible one, and Camilo was the jokester that held you two in balance

You and Camilo are often put under the most pressure as Carlos doesn't do most of his chores if he does any

Carlos is definitely Abuela's least favorite as he doesn't do very much for the town

Camilo will sometimes forget his name and what he looks like due to using his gift so much

Seeing as Carlos doesn't use his gift as much as Camilo does, it doesn't happen to him almost at all

You and Carlos help Camilo get back to being himself whenever he has a hard time remembering

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307 notes - Posted February 7, 2022

#2

Request: Camilo and carlos with twin sister reader who can hear peoples thoughts and one day at dinner she gets overwhelmed and starts hyperventilating and abuela says " yn calm down " ( like that one scene ) and she does a coping mechanism ( like rubbing her thumb over her knuckles ) while saying " your fine , your fine " and they just snap and then comfort her .

Thoughts: Camilo x Fem reader (platonic), Carlos x Fem reader (platonic)

Summary: Abuela gets mad at you when your powers are too much.

Genre: Angst to Fluff

Notes: @kailoveswom3n please keep requesting! They are so much fun to write and you give so much detail in them! This takes place a month before the movie. Thought key: (pay attention to bolds)

Camilo, Carlos, Pepa, Félix, Mirabel, Dolores, Antonio, Abuela

Warnings: Angry Abuela, Angry Camilo, You run away,

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You were an outcast. Your power made it so that you could hear peoples thoughts and people didn't like that. You didn't like it either, but you were stuck with it now. This made it very hard to find friends who would stay.

You were worse than Dolores and Bruno to them because Dolores could only hear sounds and Bruno at least left before doing more damage than he already had. But you? You could hear every secret thought even if someone didn't say it aloud. You liked to keep your head empty when you were younger, so when you learned a secret, you had to tell someone.

You don't do that anymore because Abuela started to accuse you of hurting the miracle by sharing the secrets you knew. So you became the image of good enough to Abuela. You didn't become absolutely perfect like Isabela, but not rowdy or an absolute menace like your brothers, Camilo and Carlos. The sweet middle spot for the sweet middle child.

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You hurriedly got ready in front of your mirror, fixing your hair and makeup. The Diaz's, another very important family in Encanto, were coming over tonight for dinner, so that they could establish friendships with each other. As they got closer, a thought that wasn't yours entered your mind.

Food time!

You decided that if Camilo was ready for dinner, you should get downstairs. You didn't want all of the food to be gone before you got there. You grabbed your worry stone on your way out (A worry stone is a stone that has an indent for you to rub your thumb over). This was going to be a long dinner.

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Dinner was running smoothly, everyone talking and joking. You could hear everyone's thoughts about each other, and they all seemed to have good opinions of each other. You rubbed your stone, trying to calm the mess of thoughts. As you listen, one string of thoughts catches your attention when you hear your name.

Y/N better not ruin this night for the Encanto. We need these relationships with others. She's already brought enough shame to my family.

Your eyes widen as you hear Abuela's thoughts. You try to stop the thoughts running through your head. Your breathing starts to get faster as the words repeat in your mind. Your rubbing of the stone gets faster and faster until you think you might break it. Tears start to roll down your cheeks, and your brothers see, but so does everyone else. Including Abuela.

"Y/N, calm down! We are trying to have a nice dinner tonight! How can we do that if you are breaking down constantly?"

You apologized and excused your self from the table. On either side of you, your brothers were fuming, glaring at Abuela.

You didn't notice for a while, trying to calm yourself with your stone and whispering "calm down, you're fine, just calm down, you don’t need to make a big deal, just calm down" to your self on repeat.

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Camilo stood up and excused himself and Carlos from the table. He lead Carlos to kitchen so that you could talk to them.

"What happened? What did you hear?"

"It's nothing, Camilo. I'm fine now."

"It's obviously not nothing. If something got you to cry when you cry less than I do, it's obviously something."

You looked over to Carlos. He had a point. You sighed, trying to figure out the best way to say what Abuela had thought.

"Abuela was thinking that I was going to ruin the dinner with my gift, and thought that I already brought enough shame to her family. It's like she didn't even think I was part of the family."

Camilo clenched his fists and his eye started to twitch.

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Turn It Down ! ~ Part Two

Pairing : Madrigals x fem!reader (platonic).

Warnings : Foul language, cussing, feeling bad, hurt, self worry, overwhelming emotions, anxiety, panic attacks, hating her gift, disliking Abuela, parentless child.

Plot : When you were adopted into the Madrigal family, you were beyond lucky. You had a place to call home, you had a place to belong. You received a gift at age five, just like every other Madrigal kid, however, it feels more like a curse. And when the casita falls, your own feelings surprise even you.

Pronouns used : she/her for reader, all other respectable pronouns for Madrigals.

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 : Think this’ll be around 3-4 parts but if you know my track record with series then you’ll know not to quote me on that.

Madrigal taglist : @samiiika, @try-cry-why-try, @camilos-mivida, @the-ice-frozen-ground-red-rose, @soumya-13.

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It didn’t take long for you to begin hating your gift. Not just around the town, but also at home. And now? Now you didn’t have your papá to let you know that he understood or to tell you that everything was going to be okay. No, he left. He left so many years ago now.

You were now fifteen. Mirabel, Camilo and Carlos were all thirteen, they were in their rebellious teen phases but none of them really knew what you were going through. Luisa was seventeen and constantly throwing herself into work just to prove to Abuela that she was good enough. Antonio was three and was always babbling to you about something, that’s where your gift came in handy, you could let Pepa know what the baby was trying to say before he could form proper sentences- you’d done the same with Mira, Cami and Carlos when they were toddlers. Pepa and Julieta had no bad feelings or thoughts towards you, whenever you heard their thoughts they were usually worrying about you; you would always hear ‘I hope (name)’s okay’ and ‘she never leaves her room anymore, I wonder how she is’. It was sweet. Dolores and Isabela were both nineteen, Isabela tried to help you as much as she could but admittedly, that wasn’t all that much considering she had to keep up her señorita perfecta act… Dolores was the only person left there to understand you, given that your gifts were both eerily similar. She knew exactly how you felt and she would always come into your room and try to have talks with you; she was your favourite person in the whole family since Bruno had left.

And abuela? She grew to hate you. It didn’t take long, especially after Bruno left. You were forbidden from talking about your father, you were forbidden from even so much as mentioning his name. It frustrated you. Her thoughts about you were the worst. They were so much worse than those of the villagers, their thoughts were just that you were weird and they didn’t wanna be around you, but your Abuela? It was your Abuela’s thoughts that sent you in a downward spiral of anxiety and panic attacks and everything else. Whenever you came out of your room, her thoughts were the loudest, they were the first ones that would come to you; ‘(Name) is useless.’ ‘I hope (name) doesn’t ruin the dinner with the Gonzalez family tonight!’ ‘(Name) is too emotional, even worse than Pepa.’ ‘(Name) doesn’t care about this family, she’s just like Bruno.’

She made you want to scream. The thoughts you heard sometimes became too much and it burned you out and made your panic attacks more frequent, you didn’t really have anything to ground you or to bring you back to reality. The thoughts you heard made you become very emotional and upset and made you want to scream so much that you often had a panic attack around the table due to the emotions that you felt.

You were currently sat in your bedroom, sitting at your desk, your head was resting against your hand as you absentmindedly drew on a piece of paper that sat on your desk. ‘I love you, mija.’ You suddenly heard. You shook it off, continuing to draw.

You’d been hearing Bruno’s thoughts for years, even when you were in your bedroom which didn’t make sense considering your gift didn’t work in your room unless the person thinking it was in your room at the time. You figured that your mind had made it up due to you missing him so much, he was the one person that kept you grounded during your panic attacks, he always knew how to get you out of them.

You had your first panic attack six months after your fifth birthday, Bruno found you struggling for breath and clutching your chest with tears down your eyes, it scared the life out of you.

Bruno immediately recognised that it was a panic attack, him being a sufferer of them himself. He immediately dropped to his knees in front of you, cupping your cheeks and making you focus on him. “Mija, mija, listen to me.” He told you. You stared him, your eyes searching his face frantically as he stared at you. “I need you to focus on my voice, okay. Just focus on me! Don’t focus on your surroundings, don’t focus on anything else. Focus on me okay, focus on me!” He spoke frantically as you nodded in understanding. “Okay, I need you to use your senses okay. This’ll help ground you, cariño. Use your eyes, focus on something and tell me the colour, tell me if it’s bright or dull, give me details about it.” He told you.

Your eyes found his ruana, “I-it’s green a-and has hourglasses on it. It’s d-dull and dirty.” You spoke.

An offended expression crossed his face but he shrugged it off, “Okay, now touch. What does it feel like? Is it soft or rough? Is it heavy or light? What does the fabric feel like?” He asked you.

You reached out, clutching the ruana in your fists as you kept your focus on it, “It’s soft a-and it’s light, really light and thin.” You let him know.

“Okay, now what do you hear? Focus on your hearing, what do you hear, niña?” He asked you, stroking his thumb down your cheek as he cupped your face.

“I-I hear Carlos and Camilo fighting. I can hear rain hitting the window. I-I can hear Isabela and Abuela talking.” You told him.

You breathing was starting to slow down as Bruno moved on to the final sense, “Well done, mija, now smell. Tell me what you can smell.” He told you.

“I can smell tia Julieta cooking arepas and… And I can smell the lavender scent from my clothes. And I can smell… I can smell the roses that Isabela grew for me yesterday.” You told him, you breathing finally going back to normal as he pulled you into him fully.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and rested your head against his shoulder, he combed his long fingers through your hair, “Well done, mija.” He let out a sigh of relief as he held you tightly. He could feel your tears hitting his neck as the tears from before continued sliding down your face.

That was the scariest moment of both yours and Bruno’s lives. Your first panic attack. And they’ve only become more regular but you had continued to use his trick and use your senses to ground yourself.

You heard a knock at your bedroom door before glancing over your shoulder, your door was pushed open and Dolores walked in, “Hola (name). Abuela says that dinner is ready.” She let you know.

You nodded, standing up and smoothing out the green dress you were wearing; it matched the colour of your fathers ruana. You headed out of your bedroom and began walking downstairs, closing your eyes; trying to block out the thoughts that were coming from Abuela.

Why did hers always seem to be the loudest? Was it because hers were the worst thoughts? Was it because she hated you the most?

‘I’m proud of you, mija.’ There it was again. Your papás thoughts.

You didn’t care that this was just in your mind. You didn’t care that these weren’t his real thoughts, he was long gone. You had to have made him up in your mind due to missing him so much but even if this was just all in your head, it still brought a smile to your face, knowing that your father was still with you, even if it was only in your thoughts.

You walked into the dining room, taking a deep breath as you took your place beside Dolores. Abuela’s eyes glossed over you but she didn’t say anything, she didn’t need to. Her thoughts said it all. ‘Oh great, she’s out of her room. She better not ruin this dinner like she does with every other one.’ Your eyes focused on your plate, relaying all of the colours and the patterns on it. Your hands gripped the table, telling yourself that it was hard and that the wood was smooth and freshly polished. You then focused on your hearing, immediately hearing the clanking of cutlery against plates. You then focused on your smell, instantly smelling the meal that Juli had made; avocados, rice and a smell of arepas in the distance. You took a deep breath, calming down from the panic attack that you knew was oncoming previously.

Dolores placed her hand on top of yours and gave it a tight squeeze. You sent her an appreciative smile before filling your plate, trying to drown out Abuela’s thoughts. ‘Can’t she just leave mi hija alone!’ You heard your father again, a soft smile graced your features as you began eating.

You were about to retreat back to your room once dinner was over but you were stopped by the twins, “(Name), come and hang outside with us! It’s better than staying in your bedroom all the time!” Camilo grinned at you as Mirabel quickly stood beside you, linking her arm with yours.

“I… I don’t know.” You began.

“Come on, prima. Chico de oro is right, you can’t stay cooped up in your bedroom all the time.” Carlos told you.

You stared between the three of them, a soft sigh left your lips as you nodded in defeat; seeing the pleading eyes of the younger teens. “Fine!” You groaned, letting your cousins drag you out of the house.

They dragged you to the town centre where you noticed a hopscotch path on the floor, you frowned before turning to your cousins, “You brought me out here to play hopscotch?” You laughed, cocking a brow.

“No, we brought you out here to get you away from that puta-” Carlos began.

“Carlos!” Camilo warned, glaring at him.

Carlos held his hands up in surrender, “Sorry, I mean Abuela.” He cocked a brow.

“You know how Carlos feels about Abuela, I mean he did try to blow the candle out for not giving me a gift.” Mirabel chuckled.

You nodded, “I know. Abuela was so angry that Dolores had to cover her ears when she was yelling at him.” You laughed.

Carlos laughed along with you, nodding his head. “You know, (name). That’s the first time we’ve seen you happy in a while.” Camilo told you as the three of you started playing the hopscotch that the kids had drawn.

You stopped when you heard Abuela’s thoughts again, ‘she’s so useless. Why can’t she control herself!’ You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath, almost falling over as you took another hop.

The younger teens quickly caught you, stopping your from colliding with the pavement. “Are you okay, prima?!” Mirabel asked worriedly.

“Y-yeah. I’m okay.” You nodded, sighing slightly as you smiled at your cousins reassuringly.

“It’s Abuela again, isn’t it?” Carlos asked.

You shrugged, “It’s nothing.” You told him, heading back to the start of the hopscotch path, continuing the game you were playing.

You would never be good enough for her. Ever. You just knew it.

Your sixteenth birthday would be coming around soon and not one single person was excited about it, not one single person had mentioned it.

It was just days away and nobody seemed bothered by it.

You were sitting in your bedroom once again, head resting against the palm of your hand as you stared down at the sketchbook and noticed that you weren’t drawing on your paper. No, you were drawing on a photograph of the family. You laughed when you noticed, that’s what you did, you laughed. It was the happiest laugh you’d done in a long while, you’d inadvertently drawn a moustache and glasses on the photograph, on Abuela’s face to be precise. You placed your hand over your mouth, letting the giggle die down as you tried your best not to disturb anybody. Your door opened and someone peeked their head around the side, “What’s got you giggling so much?” Dolores asked.

“Oh, nothing. I… I kinda drew a moustache on Abuela.” You laughed, lifting up the photograph to show her.

Dolores’ hands rose to cover her mouth and hide the giggle that came from her lips.

Once she’d calmed down, she opened her mouth to speak again, “Mami asked me to come and get you, anyway.” She grinned at you, holding her hand out. You grabbed her hand, letting her drag you downstairs and into the living room. All of the furniture had been pushed aside and a huge party was taking place, the whole town was there.

“What’s all this?” You asked, your eyes staring around in wonder.

Julieta was by your side in an instant, “It’s your party, of course!” She let you know.

“M-my party?” You stuttered.

“You didn’t think we’d forgotten, did you?” Pepa appeared at your other side, linking her arms with yours.

“N-no. I… I just figured that I wasn’t important enough…” You mumbled.

Your aunts eyes both widened, glancing down at you, “Cariño, you are just as important as any of the other kids.” Julieta let you know.

You smiled, hugging your aunts close as a few tears slipped down your cheeks.

The music played and the party was in full swing as they led you over to the dance floor. The pair of them danced with you as you heard your father yet again, ‘Happy birthday, mija.’ you heard him say.

You smiled as you danced with your aunts, glancing around the room and quickly noticing that you couldn’t see Abuela anywhere. Of course she wouldn’t be here. It was all too good to be true.

You soon separated from your tias and headed towards the punch bowl, grabbing a cup of the fruit punch and drinking it down. “Happy birthday, cariño.” Somebody said from behind you.

You glanced over your shoulder to see Abuela, you turned to face her and smiled her way, “Thanks Abuela.” You nodded, placing the plastic cup on the counter and crossing your arms over your chest slightly. “Did, um, did you plan all of this?” You asked, glancing around the room.

Abuela froze slightly, “U-uhm, no. Not exactly. Carlos suggested it and he and your other cousins helped to plan it.” She let you know.

You nodded, raising your brows slightly, that figures. “That was nice of them.” You grinned.

“Yeah, it was.” She glanced down at the floor.

‘Which got me thinking, what’s so special about you? You’re just a problem child.’ You heard. You were staring at her the whole time, her mouth didn’t move, it was a thought.

“You never hide it, do you?” You snapped, causing her to lift her head.

“What do you mean, cariño?” She asked, confusion taking over her features.

‘Oh, god, here we go again. Here comes the next breakdown.’ You heard her thoughts again.

A few stray tears fell freely down your face as you pushed past the elder and ran. You finally ran. You ran out of casita, you ran away from the party. You didn’t even know where you were going, you just wanted to get far enough away so that you wouldn’t hear her thoughts anymore.

Dolores placed her head in her hands and sighed, her prima and younger brothers all stared at her, “Dolores, what’s wrong?” Carlos asked.

“I don’t know exactly but I’m guessing it was Abuela’s bad thoughts again. (Name) snapped at her and then ran away crying.” She whispered.

“She’s still have bad thoughts about (name) even though it’s her birthday?” Mirabel asked, sighing deeply.

“Woah! Carlos wait!” Camilo suddenly called out, getting the attention of the two girls.

The three of them sprinted after an angry Carlos, knowing just what he was capable of when someone messed with a family member he was close to.

“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU, ALMA!” Carlos snapped, stopping in front of the elder.

“Watch your tone, Carlos.” Alma said, authoritatively.

“(NAME) HAS RAN AWAY BECAUSE OF YOU! IS THIS WHAT YOU DO NOW, ALMA?! FIRST YOU PUSH TIO BRUNO SO FAR AWAY THAT HE LEFT AND NOW YOU’RE FUCKING PUSHING (NAME) AWAY WITH YOUR HORRIBLE FUCKING THOUGHTS ABOUT HER!” He snapped at her.

“Carlos, watch your tone with your Abuela.” Pepa said from behind the children.

Carlos shook his head, glancing over his shoulder to see his mamá and papá along with his tia and tio, “She made (name) run away, on her damn birthday as well!” Carlos snapped, he was pissed off.

Félix quickly took note of his sons clenched fists before leaning forward, placing his hand on the teenagers shoulder, “Then let’s go and find her, mijo.” He said, gesturing for his son to follow him out of casita.

Carlos gave Alma a dirty look before following his father out of the house, “She could be anywhere, papá. You know she’s always been good at track in school.” He sighed.

“Hey, I know she and Mirabel are your favourite primas but you can’t attack your Abuela like that, Carlos.” His father told him.

“If only you all knew the truth.” Carlos muttered quietly, luckily his father hadn’t heard him.

Carlos shoved his hands in his pockets as he and his father began the search for you, calling out your name as they searched.

Every time they got closer to finding you, you would continue running. You soon found yourself in a clearing deep within the forest, quickly climbing a tree and sitting on an extremely thick branch.

You rested your head against the trunk of the tree as your legs dangled over either side of the branch and you tilted your head back slightly, staring up at the sky and letting your tears fall freely.

You had to leave. You had to stay away. You didn’t belong there. Not anymore.

~ Hai! So, here’s part two! In the next part I think will be leading up to the fall of casita, I think I’ll definitely be ending this at part four though, with the reunion and Abuela finally apologising for being a biiiii- Lemme know what y’all think, angels! 😘 Stay hydrated, make sure you’ve eaten today, remember you’re loved more than you’ll ever know and stay safe, lovelies! Mwah! 💖

[anxiousnerdwritings]

What about yandad Bruno who left his child in his family hands while he's hiding in the caste walls?( Mother unknown?) And what if the village is on edge when Bruno child is in sight ?( We don't talk about Bruno child, No No~ oh oh~)

Yandere Bruno Madrigal Headcanons (Platonic)

Bruno never wanted to leave you, that was the last thing he ever thought he would have to do but in his eyes it was for the best. So, he left. He left for Mirabel, for the family, but most importantly he left for you. He didn’t want you to have to grow up with the stigma of having him as your father. But that’s what would happen anyway.

He couldn’t actually bring himself to leave the family, especially not you. He loved his family after all and he loved you the most. So, he stayed in the walls; living, watching, wishing. He didn’t want to miss a second of seeing his child grow up and be their own person. He just wished he could have been right by your side all the way through. He knew your mother would be watching over you, just as he was. As much as he missed and wanted nothing more than to hold his child in his arms again, Bruno believed that this is what needed to be done. He just prayed that he was still making the right decision.

Bruno would secretly love to see some of his traits in his child. Whether it be them being overly superstitious, or having interest in acting, or maybe even a liking of rats. It would really show just how much they were like him. You were his, through and through.

It would really hurt him to know that the villagers treated you differently all because you’re his child. Even if you didn’t share a similar gift to his own, it would sadden him that the people would still throw you into the same category as him. He would blame himself entirely for everything, regretting ever leaving you all the more. But he would be so unbelievably proud of his child for baring with and not letting all the whispers and avoidance of the rest of the villagers get to them. Even if he did witness how truly affected they were when alone in the comfort of their own room. Seeing his child breakdown would shatter his entire being.

He would send his rats to comfort his child when they’re sad or upset. Or even just to check up on and keep an eye on you. They would come baring little gifts that Bruno had found or made himself. It was his own way of being able to interact with you and showing that he was still around. If anyone were to really upset you or hurt you in anyway then they would be getting a visit from some very angry rats and maybe, possibly, Hernando.

As tempted as he is to use his gift to know whether he and his child would ever finally be reunited, Bruno is too scared at what he’ll see. He doesn’t think he’d be able to handle the outcome, whether good or bad. Instead he would take to drawing little pictures of him and his child reuniting or him, his child, and the rest of the family all together. He’d rather have those then to know the truth.

It wouldn’t be all that surprising if Alma, Julieta and Pepa were very protective of you due to you being the last thing they have of Bruno. As much as they don’t like talking about him that doesn’t mean they ever lost their love for him and you just remind them so much of their Brunito. They weren’t going to lose you either. No matter what.

Julieta would be the one most likely to talk to you about Bruno, if you were ever wanting to know about your father and or your mother. She would be more inclined to take you in as her own in Bruno’s stead. She’d make sure you were well taken care of and that you felt wanted and loved. She feared you losing your way in the family too and that was the last thing she wanted. Julieta didn’t want to lose anyone else, not now, not ever.

Maybe Dolores takes up a close attachment for his child. She knows full well how affected they are by the way the other villagers act towards or around them, she can hear everything after all. Besides, she also knows that Bruno is still very much with them, staying as close as he can given his circumstances. Given her knowledge of everything going on, Dolores would want to help them as much as she can without giving anything away. They’re family and nothing would change that, not even them being Bruno’s child. When the rats aren’t there to comfort you, then Dolores will. That’s what family’s for, right?

When he is finally brought back into the family the first thing Bruno wants to do is apologize to you. He’s so sorry for abandoning you, for leaving you to deal with his stigma all by yourself. He hopes you can forgive him. He hopes you and he can start again, together, as father and child.

[yandere-toons]

If you’re fine with going to see the movie, then yeah, because honestly Pepa and her family would be a interesting set of platonic yanderes imo lol

Yandere Madrigals (Platonic Headcanons)

Warnings: Psychological Manipulation, Toxic Mindsets.

A.N. – I wasn't sure how much of the family you wanted, so I did all of them at once.

A silent war is waged in Casa Madrigal, and the entire town of Encanto has a stake in it. When the skies darken and pouring rain arrives in gusts of howling winds courtesy of Pepa, every citizen reaps the consequences of the family having an argument with or a disagreement over their friend. Each member has a unique idea of how best to treat their friend, which breeds an endless amount of petty conflict but also a powerful sense of unity.

As the perceived golden child, Isabela expects to be the centre of their attention. She attempts to dazzle them by blooming rows of the flowers she has been told are beautiful and praised for growing. If this fails to win their everlasting admiration, Isabela is at a loss for what to do. For much of her life, her chlorokinesis was hailed as her best quality, leaving seeds of envy to sprout when their friend is impressed by another member of the family.

In addition to her own insecurities, Isabela encounters great competition in the form of her cousins. None of these threats are greater than Camilo, who is rich with a need for attention and is determined to steal the title of their friend's favourite Madrigal. Camilo shapeshifts into random civilians on the street, important people in their friend's life and their preferred member of the family if not himself — all to interact with them a little longer and, in his mind, build a rapport with them.

Luisa is not as hungry for attention as her cousins and older sister, but she does have a robust want to be seen as useful to their friend. She refrains from intruding on their engagements with other members of the family and instead waits for them to seek out her, asking for any tasks and chores that she can do for them every time they meet. Luisa measures her worth by how much stress she lifts off their friend and encourages them to transfer the smallest and most insignificant duties to her if she has not helped them for a while.

Before Bruno is accepted back into the family, he goes unnoticed by their friend until Dolores enlightens them or they catch him raiding the kitchen in the dead of night during a sleepover. Bruno fears the wrath of Alma and resigns himself to speaking with them through tunnels in the walls, sometimes trying to persuade them to visit his hideout. Antonio is informed of this via his nocturnal animals and Bruno's rats, but the kid is happy to keep it secret as long as he can come with their friend and receive extra time with them later.

As a magic-less individual in a household full of supernatural abilities, Mirabel struggles to retain a presence in their friend's day. Among her family's nonstop ventures to enthral them with superhuman feats, she feels that anything she can offer is doomed to be inferior to the gardens, rainbows and heavy lifting. This does not deter her from trying, however, and Mirabel seeks to claim her piece of their attention by rushing to talk to them and bring them to the privacy of the nursery when a family member steps away.

Regardless of how much their friend tries to keep their private life to themselves, Dolores hears each thought mumbled in secrecy and every twinge of fear and discomfort that sneaks into a laugh or step. She is quite loose-lipped when it pertains to secrets and wastes no time recounting everything she learned to the eager ears of her family.

As a means of vengeance whenever someone interrupts her time with their friend, Dolores withholds information and tells her other relatives not to keep the offending member updated with the latest news until either she forgives them or they apologize to her.

Mirabel and Antonio shed doubt on the fairness of this process, and while she does not approve of its underhanded nature, Alma deems it a necessary invasion to ensure their safety. As far as Agustín and Félix are concerned, eavesdropping is a silly byproduct of joining the Madrigals because their friend might as well be a member of the family. Julieta and her motherly instincts support Alma when she encourages their friend to move into Casa Madrigal, citing it as a way to provide them with the happiest life possible.

After he is accepted back into the family, Bruno lives in constant fear of giving their friend one too many negative prophecies and losing their companionship forever. He wishes to only share the good news, but the thought of them facing a hardship unprepared when he could have warned them drives him to track down their whereabouts and deliver the brutal truth. Whether Bruno slips up or Dolores overhears him, knowledge of the adverse prophecy flows back to the rest of the family and causes an uproar at dinner.

Alma leads the discussion, with Julieta and Pepa throwing in the odd comment here and there. Agustín and Félix are the jokesters of the group and fail to understand why the situation has to be so tense, aiming to keep the room stable with humour. Isabela casts hidden glares and the occasional snide remark at whoever she thinks their friend prefers to her. Dolores exposes her, and Isabela's denial leads to Pepa succumbing to the emotional chaos and summoning a storm.

Camilo seizes the opportunity to mock and impersonate whichever family member he views as his biggest competitor. Luisa is crying about how she has supposedly disappointed their friend, while Mirabel comforts her and tries to keep a foothold in the conversation at the same time. Antonio is an anxious observer for most of the event and excuses himself to play with his animals far from the dining room.

Just as it seems like the discussion cannot be salvaged, Bruno stumbles out of a hole in the wall — sand in his mouth and a rat in his hand. He lies and announces a second prophecy that negates the first. It is a desperate ploy to ease the tempers and fears of his family, and if the real prophecy comes to pass, Bruno suggests a way to fight it but paints the suggestion as a forgotten detail of his vision to preserve his innocence.

[sniixnn]

Hello! Could I request some Bruno x daughter headcanons? It can be either with Bruno after the events of the movie, before the movie and how the family treats her, or a bit of both? I’m not too picky! Thank you and happy holidays!

꒰ ➼ ❝ every step of the way ❞ ꒱

bruno x reader

warnings: nothing, some angst

a/n :: i just finished rewatching encanto, so of course you can!! i love this movie so much omg it’s my new comfort movie 😭 i’m just going to split this up to make it easier.

potential encanto spoilers !!

bruno’s disappearance

:: if you were brunos daughter and you were without him, julieta would raise you as if you were her own, because she seems to be the more ‘caring’ and less sensitive on the topic of bruno

:: alma would sympathize with you, but she fears that you will end up like bruno - (or at least the bruno she knows, not who he truly is)

:: the townspeople would be weary of you, perhaps some of the madrigals as well. they say you might pick up after your father, or worse, you are a bad omen.

:: but you were still treated like a madrigal, up until your ceremony.

:: some were hopeful, and some were anxious.

:: a good few of the townspeople didn’t come to the ceremony

:: so when you got your gift, and it has any similarity to bruno? the crowd of people that arrived would rupture with gasps, some protesting

:: alma would close her eyes and turn from you, disappointed. pepas cloud had never been deeper since that day and it was almost confirmed you were a bad person, a bad omen.

:: mirabel would care for you, because she understands. not completely, but she knows what it’s like to have the gifting ceremony not going to plan.

:: but you found out that he did care about you the whole time, it started when you saw rats running through the halls of the casita. wanting to help around the house, you chased after them.

:: and then you found him, at first he would run in shock, before he realized it was you, and he would marvel at how much you grew in his absence (this was if he didn’t look through at the family dinners lol)

:: then you found out someone did care — but he felt guilty after he discovered that you got your gift. the last thing he wanted was for you to be ridiculed because of what almost seemed like his fault

:: so you would come visit him. sharing dinner with him in the walls, and people didn’t really mention your absence that much

:: if someone found out you were going in the walls, banning you for safety reasons, or you got in trouble and were in a bad mood? he would talk to you through the walls and comfort you.

:: from the pov of a kid? he would show you telenovas and tricks with the rats, and show you ‘hermando’ and ‘jorge’.

:: he might not be the best father, but he tries his best to provide and give you the best childhood ever.

bruno’s reappearance

:: after he comes back, bit by bit you repair your relationship with the family — but your relationship with alma would be repaired very slowly. she’s trying.

:: dolores confirmed that she heard your conversations through the walls, and everyone turned to look at y’all like ‘hold on what’

:: bruno would dive in front of you, saying that if you were going to blame anyone, blame him

:: no one really cared, in fact a few thought it was sweet but most people were still in shock about bruno being in the walls in the first place.

:: everyone, even the townspeople would be more comfortable with you and bruno and your gifts :)

[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.

[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!)

[dollmoth-productions]

Hello could I request yandere family madrigal with Anotino's twin reader, and the reader didn't get a gift.

And she was super upset just sobbing :(

 ( I'm not very happy about this but I hope you like it)

   Yandere Family Madrigal with Antonio's twin that never got a gift

TW OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STALKING POSSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STOCKHOLM SYNDROME MANIPULATION ABUSIVE BEHAVIOR

💜 you were born on the same day as Antonio just a few hours apart but you two were very close especially with the family even though it was your gift ceremony you were still so scared that you would possibly not get a gift little do you know that your worst fear would come true

💛Pepa will spoil you to bits after you never got a gift you were just so sad you won't stop crying for a few days scared that you disappointed to the family he wanted to help with family often will be by you whenever you would start crying again thinking that you fail the family

💛Félix will be by your side 100% even though you don't have a gift you are still very important to the family everyone loves and cares for you but they're still love you and care for you even though they baby you even more because you don't have a gift 

💛 Camilo would try to cheer you up by shapeshifting into people but that just made you more upset thinking that you were useless compared to everyone else you would just start crying again Camilla would quickly shape-shift back and hug you tight whenever someone would try to ask what your gift was he would give them a quick glare before quickly walking out of the area most of the time we have is no one asked you that they don't appear in the town

💛 Dolores is one of the many people that would comfort you she would definitely play more games with you and hang out most the time with you even forgetting about her love for someone else she would kill up anyone that she would I think that would make fun of you or call you useless

💛 Antonio which one of the worst affected by this expected you to get a gift to he was hoping and praying but when you didn't get a door and started crying he quickly made his room and your room combined into one he carved your name hello rather messily into his door and said sorry to Casita

❤ Abuela I felt terrible for you even more than Maribel. She didn't want you to end up like her she started giving you more and more gifts but that didn't really change her mind that she had to continue with taking care of Casita but she would give you a candle not necessarily like the one she had but the same design

💙 Agustín and Julieta face boil you even more than your own parents it becomes very tedious more food more of your favorite meals more songs more plushies more candy excetera it does get a little annoying but you love your family so you just deal with it you're too young to understand what's going on anyway

💙 Isabella she would make you small flower crowns and decorate your room covered with flowers even though it was still the nursery but she wanted to make you happy but even though you're allergic to some of the flowers she goes a little bit overboard

💙lusia it's probably one of the most overprotective one whenever someone in the town to try to talk to you she would quickly scared them all if anyone tried to befriend you scare them off and if anyone besides the family would try to talk to you they would scare them off she just wants to protect you from judgment Maribel that was that too much so she just wanted you to be happy

💙 Maribel knows exactly what you're going through she went through the exact same thing so she knows that you won't be okay for a while she wants you to be happy that's for sure but she will teach you how to help around the house without a gift and soon you started lighting up the mood and we're happy again but that didn't change your mind that you felt kind of useless

💚 Bruno's probably the second person to know what you're going through feeling like his gift wasn't helping with family he wanted to help you he would slowly show himself and give you small gifts which would be small dresses for your dolls or a little pet rat he was happy whenever you would refer to him as tío and when he was accepted back in the family he would be even happier to help you around the house

I'm sorry if this is bad

[somethinginthethunder]

Platonic! Pepa and reader just spending time together (optional: reader is crushing on/dating Camilo)

``platonic!reader with pepa``

notes: ohohohohoho i love this prompt sm

warnings: none!

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-for context on your family, your parents were usually away on business trips (they'd send money to support you ofc), leaving you with your grandmother most of the time.

-it wasn't that you didn't love them. you surely did, but you didn't feel incredibly connected with them as much as you would eventually with pepa.

-anyway

-let's say you're only crushing on camilo when you first start to hang around pepa

-she was having a particularly bad day one evening, evident by the dark thunder + rainclouds in the sky

-you spotted her sitting by the fields as you were on your way to go check on the crops

-when you spotted her you gently set down your things and took a seat next to her.

-she was busy uselessly wiping her arm across her face to get rid of the tears mixing in with the rain

-when she spotted you there soaking wet from her weather she'd immediately apologize, saying something along the lines of, "ay, i'm so sorry about your clothes! forgive me, it's just been a bit of a struggle today..."

-after so many years of being scolded by her mother about her bad weather you could imagine her surprise when you simply shrug and say, "sometimes the earth needs rain just as much as it needs sun."

-your words would probably confuse her. she had never thought of it like that before.

-"huh??"

-"i'm saying it's okay to feel sad! besides, i like the rain."

-after processing your words she'd probably laugh, her rain slowly getting lighter and the thunder ceasing to exist.

-"you know, you remind me of my son in a way," she'd say.

-oh boy, little did she know you've had a massive crush on camilo. you didn't let her figure it out, of course, but secretly you had always admired his charming ways. from afar.

-from then on, though, she'd always enjoy your company

-you'd regularly stop by and help her with her chores, whether it be helping to clean up whatever was dirty or helping her fold her laundry

-she'd think you're a delight to have around, with the both of you having fun conversations and stories on the daily.

-she'd basically take on being your parental figure while your parents were gone

-the townsfolk eventually realized that you were the one to call if her family wasn't around to help her though a mood drop

-usually it'd either end up with you comforting her and helping her through her troubles or trying to calm her down and lead her back home so she could get some rest

-either way she loves you a lot!! whenever someone mentions your name she just thinks of you fondly

-being close to her meant you'd regularly interact with her eldest son and surprise surprise, the two of you got together!!

-when she found out she was over the moon

-"finally, i can call you my daughter!"

-"mami! we're not even married!"

-"ay, not yet!"

-if she ever caught the two of you doing anything romantic or just plain cute she'd probably put her hand on her heart and think about how much you two reminded her of her and felix.

-all in all would be happy to call you a part of her family and can guarantee she loves you vv much :)