Luisa Madrigal x Reader
⚠️Warning⚠️ Implied (but not directly written) sexual content. Minors, y’all should skip this one just to be on the safe side. If you choose to ignore these warnings, that is your own fault!!! Once more, I am not fluent in Spanish so if I make any errors, pls let me know so I can fix them. Also, while I try to write gender neutral characters, I tend to lean more towards the feminine side unconsciously and would very much like to break that habit, so any tips you have to offer are greatly appreciated💕 Set after the movie’s events.
You had absolutely no idea how Luisa managed to get out of bed each morning. If you had a bed like this, plush like a cloud and warm but not stifling, you would never get up. You remembered the first time you saw it, just hanging out as friends despite the absolutely massive crush you harbored on her. The rumors about the extraordinary bedrooms of the Madrigal’s turned out to be true and your tour of the room consisted of navigating through the huge area with impossible marvels around each turn. To the meticulously polish weights to the rocky lagoon that changed temperature to whatever Luisa was feeling, you found yourself in awe. It was all clearly touched by the Madrigal Miracle, you could feel magic hanging in the air, yet it was all so distinctly Luisa and put you immediately at ease, much like the girl herself. But el evento principal, at least to you, was the massive bed shaded by a large fruit tree, magical sunlight dappled through the branches and casting shapes on the comforter. Luisa had just continued on talking about the room tour, but your eyes stayed glued on the bed and your thoughts took a nosedive into the gutter. That moment, no matter how long ago it happened, stayed with you. You could feel the heat in your face and see the strange look Luisa gave you when she realized you were staring.
Little did you know, that Luisa had been thinking the same, much to her embarrassment. The way you stared at the bed then at her made the muscles in her arms twitch, the urge to throw you over her shoulder growing ever stronger. It took another several months till her fantasy became reality. You have been together for a while now and never shared anything more than a passionate kiss and some light petting. But last night, both of you in high spirits after a particularly lively fiesta. After the members of the family retired to bed, you had tagged along with Luisa, barely managing to wait for her door to close before pulling her into a kiss. So you kissed and kissed some more and, with some difficulty, eventually found yourselves standing before her bed. Both of you stared at the imposing piece of furniture, then back at each other. It was you who took a deep breath and took her hand, bringing it to your lips and pressing light kisses to each knuckle. “I love you”. The words were so soft, she felt them against her fingertips. “Can..would you want to..”, the words got stuck in her throat as she saw the absolute adoration shining in your eyes as you tugged her into the bed and straddled her waist. She had to be oh so delicate, hands balling into the mattress lest she react too strongly. But what you did to her, how lovely your lips looked trailing wet kisses down her neck, her chest, her thighs, it made her heart pound throughout the night as her ceiling stars shined silvery light onto your bodies and the quickly growing pile of discarded clothing.
You finally pulled yourself out of bed the next morning, naked save for the soft blanket draped around your shoulders. You could feel her eyes on your back as you stretched, reveling in the sounds of your sore muscles popping. However, the serenity of the moment was shattered when you attempted to stand and immediately felt your knees buckle and you hit the floor. Luisa sat up so fast that the covers flew in the air. “You alright”, she peered over the side of the bed. Her voice was hoarse and pride floated through you knowing you were the cause of it. You poked your thigh and a tingling sensation spread, as if you had done a hardcore leg workout for hours on end, “I’m perfect”. It took two tries but you managed to pull yourself up and stumble to the small pitcher of perpetually cold water. Pouring a glass, you turned and offered it to Luisa, just as she finished peeling an orange from a low hanging branch. You both smiled, you fondly and her slightly embarrassed. You sat back on the bed and accepted the fruit while handing her the water. She drained the glass quickly as you bit into the fruit. You hummed in appreciation at the taste, eyes closing blissfully. The gulping of water stopped and your eyes opened again. A stray droplet of juice escaped out the side of your mouth and slid down your chin and neck, Luisa’s eyes following it intensely. Her face went red as she realized you caught her staring. You just smiled and wiped it off before falling back into the bed. Luisa set the glass on a small table and turned, using one hand to pluck you up and drop you into her lap. You felt yourself melting as her strong hands rubbed at your shoulders, even going so far as to moan gently as the sore muscles were once again worked by her. She snorted and buried her head into the crook of your neck, peppering the skin with kisses and giggles. You reached and carded your fingers through her loose curls, eyes focusing on an absolutely gorgeous blotch of purplish-red on her shoulder. The both of you somehow managed to mark each other in easy to cover spots, both looking like you lost a fight with how many lovely little bruises covered your skin. “We’re gonna have to get up soon”, you murmured to her. With a powerful exhale, she nodded, yet her arms just tightened around you. “I guess a few more minutes wouldn’t hurt”.
could you do arcane women and their favourite kinds of kisses? where they like to be kissed and where they like to kiss you the most.. i hope that’s clear 🥺💕 i love your account
Sure darling, thank you for your sweet request.
⌕ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Vi, Sevika, Jinx and Caitlyn
⌕ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: <3
—𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄—
She adores when you kiss her hands. They are rough, bloody, full of asymmetrical cuts and scars and, in her eyes, unpleasant and unappealing to look at. She never really understood why you were always holding and kissing her hands, but she loves it, it calms her a lot.
Vi loves to kiss your forehead and your cheeks. To her, you're the most adorable creature that ever stepped on earth — and she’s ready to show you her point of view, planting kisses all over your face at any time of day. Honestly, she just can’t help it, look at you. She’s definitely the type of person that just kiss you mid-sentence, just because you looked too lovely.
Jinx likes when you kisses the top of her head while she’s sitting and working on something. When you just come silently behind her and approach her, your hands gently caressing her shoulders and collarbone while you slowly bend over to plant a sweet kiss on hope of her head. Most of the time — if not all the time— she looks up to meet her gaze, allowing you to plant another kiss on her forehead.
The blue-haired adores kissing your neck when hugging you tightly. She finds comfort in you, warm and security when you hold her close, skin to skin. She’ll mutter some sweet I love yous and gently kiss your neck, slowly going down to meet your collarbones.
She loves to hug you from behind, sweetly wrapping her soft arms around your torso before kissing your cheeks and your shoulders. Caitlyn often rubs her nose gently on your skin when she kisses your cheeks too. You know how stressed she is and let her rest like this for some minutes, sometimes turning your body to face her and hug her back, when you feel like she really needs it.
Caitlyn adores when you kiss her lips. It honestly might not be the most original kind of kiss but it’s her all-time favourite. In her eyes, there is nothing better than a deep passionate kiss, no matter the place or time. In the shower, in bed, sitting in a garden, watching a sunset… She likes this feeling, like you somehow both connect to each other.
Surprisingly, she adores when you kiss her nose. Sevika is seen as tough, merciless, cold-blooded, heartless—and she is. But when it comes to you, it’s all different. Nothing on this earth makes her happier than when she sees you walking toward her, slowly and gently placing your soft fingers on her rough skin and planting a sweet kiss on her nose. She might not show it, but it makes her day.
Sevika loves to kiss your hands. First of all, let’s make things clear, her hand, never leave yours, ever. The undercity is a dangerous place and she doesn’t want anything happening to her precious girl — or at least that is the excuse she gives you, she knows no one’s crazy enough to touch what’s hers, it’s just a foolish pretext to have you close. Most of the time, she slowly brings your hand to her lips to kiss it. When she’s gambling, she also loves to have you on her lap and to kiss your shoulder — bare shoulders, because she’s the one who chooses your dresses when you go out, and constantly picks the most revealing ones.
She also likes to kiss your ankles when your legs are up when she fucks you but that’s another topic I guess.
don’t think about Luisa and her scientist s/o
don’t think about the way you squeaked like a mouse when Luisa startled you after picking up the bridge while you were on it. don’t think about how she sheepishly apologized afterwards, holding a hand out to you, an unfamiliar person in the Encanto. don’t think about the way you’re is always carrying a journal around with you and jotting things down. don’t think about how you get so excited talking about herbs and their uses and Luisa notices the way your eyes light up for the first time.
don’t think about how you use alchemy to help Luisa whenever she’s doing chores. don’t think about how your family ships you both hardcore. don’t think about the fact that Luisa spotted a sketch of her in your journal and your only excuse for it was a nervously, babbled “you’re just so pretty” as you bury your face into your hands. don’t think about the cute apron that you wear when working, stained here and there and loaded with vials and herbs.
don’t think about the way you wake up to another day in each other’s arms, Luisa kissing her your hand and you peppering kisses across her face. don’t think about the way you nervously fumble with your hands when Luisa takes you meet her family. don’t think about the different reactions all the Madrigals have—from Julietta and Augustin pulling you into a hug to Camilo and Mirabel teasing Luisa relentlessly to Alma studying you curiously yet offering you a warm smile. don’t think about the way Antonio’s face lights up when you kneel down to give him a present that your sister invented. don’t think about how Luisa smiles at you when you laugh and joke around with her family, settling in relatively well.
don’t think about the late night conversations about your future together—dreams stretching well beyond marriage and kids—imagining mornings and late nights;the moments you’d share with her crazy family, especially after they meet yours; the work you’d dedicate to the town not just as member of the madrigal family but as a scientist; dancing together during madrigal celebrations;
don’t think about Luisa and her scientist s/o—but especially don’t think about she gushes over you and brags to others about how amazing you are. don’t think about the way you braid her hair. don’t think about the way she gathers you in her arms. don’t think about the fact that you never would’ve realized on day one just how she tethered you to the Encanto.
don’t think about it👀👀👀
My toxic trait is that “I can make them worse so much worse” 😭😭😭🧎♀️🧎♀️
My toxic trait is "I can fix them!"
Sevika!
no thoughts only Luisa and her arms
Clingy Luisa x reader pls
Luisa is very very touch starved and love starved and when you showed her the love and affection she deserves, she melted.
Luisa wanted your attention 24/7 and you were willing to give it to her.
Cuddles are Luisa’s favourite, she gets to hold you and you’re all snuggled into her.
Hugs are just as amazing. Luisa lifts you off the ground and holds you tightly and spins you around, expect at least 300 hugs a day.
When Luisa has chores, she wants you to hang out with her, you do and it’s memorizing seeing her lift so many heavy things.
Sometimes Luisa juggles heavy objects to make you blush.
After every chore Luisa hugs you and gives you kisses.
Whenever Luisa is walking around town, she holds your hand and pulls you close to her.
After Luisa is done her chores, she picks you up and carry’s you back to her room for some well deserved snuggles.
Or you two will go swimming together or go on walks on the beach.
Whenever Luisa has a shower she wants you to join her sometimes you do and sometimes you don’t.
You do have friends and you still hang out with them. As much as you love spending time with Luisa, you love hanging out with your friends too.
Luisa knows she can’t be possessive over you because she’s scared you’ll leave, she encourages you to.
Though Luisa worries a lot, did you bring a knife? Did you have enough to eat?
When you get home, Luisa gives you a bone crushing hug and is super needy after that.
Luisa makes out with you for hours.
She just can’t get enough of you.
Luisa holds you tightly all night and rolls over on top of you.
You don’t wake her up and instead you play with her hair, you’re able to breathe and you love your Luisa blanket keeping you safe and warm.
Luisa hates waking up because she doesn’t want to let go of you, she just wants to hold you all day.
There’s some days where she just takes the day off and spends it cuddling you. Giving you kisses and holding your hand and playing with your hair.
Luisa needs you, you make her happy, you make her feel special and needed.
You loved her clinginess.
Pairing: Sevika ;; Vi ;; Jinx;; Mel;; Grayson x GN!Black!Reader
Genre: Headcanons
Synopsis: How would the women of Arcane react to having an s/o with a smart mouth
Warnings: slight cursing
A/N: sort of based on my fic abt sevika i posted a while back (that yall are still showin yall ass on…I see yall
Absolutely loves it, one hundred percent.
Sure Sevika likes a cute little bimbo she can manhandle, but a woman who can hold her own, be it with solid punches or a ruthless mouth, has her heart on a silver platter
Sits back and watch proudly as you tear through whoever is brave enough to come at you with a fragile ego.
She definitely thinks its hot, would probably try to piss you off herself just to see you a bit pissed. She’s toxic like that.
“I like me a woman with pretty lips, and a filthy mouth to match.”
Similar to sevika, she will definitely enjoy watching you tear someone a new ass for talking sideways to her, yourself, or anyone of your friends.
Also thinks it’s hella hot how you tell people off
She likes the balance that you provide in your relationship - you deal the damage with words, and she deals it with her fists. Its a wonder-duo type thing
Often jokes about how she doesn’t know how she hasn’t managed to piss you off yet, but she does actively avoid making you mad for other reasons.
“Damn, remind me to never get on your bad side then.”
She’s in the background, giggling with a glass of juice in her hand, enjoying the show to the fullest
In all honesty she’s the one that probably started it, by provoking the other person to come at you. Probably because she’s bored, or she sees you’ve got some pent up emotions and need to release it with some…positive vocal reinforcement.
Afterwards, theres an impromptu spiderman kiss, cause she’s just like a little monkey and watches from the ceiling beams as you tear into the poor guy
“Nice job, toots. Bet he won’t show his face around here again!”
Material gworl is very proud of you for using your words, even if they may be a bit vile and not appropriate if the setting is on the more fancy side
Nonetheless she watches from the sidelines, sipping on her class of champagne while you essentially curse out some random aristocrat with an inflated ego, with all the class and sophistication she taught you
Will put on that Councilwoman act to ‘scold you’ about your behavior, but behind closed doors, the situation is the but of every joke for the next few days.
She honestly wishes she had the same mouth as yours, but she’s quite fine leaving the dirty work to you if you insist. She’s not about to argue with you, especially not after you went in on a poor partygoer a couple of hours ago.
“You had a very interesting choice of words for that advisor earlier. Perhaps I should watch my own tongue for a while - wouldn’t want you nipping at me, now.”
Initially, Grayson scolds you.
You should know better than to let someone get under your skin, but sometimes her subordinates are a bit….enigmatic
She first sends them off, either putting them on paperwork duty or sends them to the training grounds to put in some laps around the court
When it comes to you, she apologizes on behalf of her subordinate, but the slight smile on her face tells you she found a bit of amusement in your colorful choice of words.
“Lets hope you didn’t bruise his ego too much, dear. But, really, you didn’t have to do him like that, love.”
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sevika + poet gf 🥺 so adorable
༉ She absolutely adored everything about you, to your books and the things you write
༉ Sevika cant help but watch you as you write/read poems. the delicate look on your face pleases her.
༉ If you ever wrote her a poem, she would ask you to marry her all jokes aside.
༉Wouldnt hesitate on beckoning you to let her read some poems that you like.
༉Secretly wants you to read her poems while you run your fingers through her hair in bed.
༉Teases you about being a nerd but she cant help but have her heart flutter when seeing you do your ‘nerd activities’
༉Sevika 100% gets you whatever you want for your poems,
༉ If you write them, shes already gotten you a pack of quils and paper from piltover.
༉If you read them only instead, she’ll get you the most expensive books in piltover, of course stealing them since she cant truly buy them.
You absolutely adore Sevika’s beautiful gray eyes.
They are probably her softest, most delicate feature.
Sometimes, you feel like you could stare into them for hours and hours on end, and get lost in an entire world of possibilities…
At first, they appear like:
Freshly polished metallic gemstones,
Marble statues that stood lonesomely in the shadows of an abandoned museum,
They may seem icy, standoffish, even fortified to a naive beholder.
But to you, they offered a place of rest and solace.
A pool you could jump into and resurface having lived a million different lives:
Peering through a window to view a stormy, cloudy day that cries into the depths of an equally moody sea all from the comfort of a candlelit lighthouse,
A silent, winter forest in the dead of night that you trudged through in order to return to your cottage home.
There were moments where you wished you could lose yourself in her eyes forevermore.