Madrigals With A Doctor Strange!Reader

funny enough when I read it my brain immediately went “buss down tora” (because I know he got that 🍑) but that was an even better surprise BDT (I was crying laughing seeing him say it)

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Thanks to my cursed stream for birthing this unholy meme~

sevika comforting you during or after a breakdown? <3 really need some comfort from her T^T also your work is mm amazing <33

Sevika being comforting

cus life is hard and sometimes we all need a little support 💜

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. I know I said before that she can be a bit standoffish but Sevika really does care, she just doesn’t alway know how to express it 

. It looks ridiculous but if you’re in public she’ll pull you under her cloak and hold you do that you can seek comfort while you calm down

. Takes your hand in hers for the time being even while she’s working she never lets it go

. Stops what she’s doing to monitor you just to check up on your mental state

. “You still feelin okay?”

. When you’re in private that’s a completely different story

. She notices the little frown and the way your face starts to crinkle and immediately takes your chin in her hand, stroking her thumb against your cheek as she asks you what’s wrong

.Will silently hold your face in her hands and look into your eyes until you’ve calmed down

. Scoops you into her arms and squeezes you in a bear hug with those big arms of hers and she’s so warm, so warm (other than her mechanic arm of course)

. If you need some cheering up she’ll pull off her cape, swaddle you in it so only your face is poking out and plant a kiss on your nose

. Will make you stand on her feet then rock the two of you side to side

.Has placed you on her lap and bounced on her leg to calm you down before and will do it again.

. She’s got about a million ways to calm you down

. But there will for sure be temple kisses and cuddles cus we all know this tough cookie crumbles for cuddles

Hello hello lovely <3 I recently fell in love with your writing especially the way you write hcs! I really liked the one with the girlss comforting you about your insecurities. Could you do one the opposite way? Where you comfort them about THEIR insecurities? (Especially Vi and those scars. Omg my baby.) Definitely fluffy, maybe spicy if you're feeling it.

𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙄𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨 - 𝘼𝙧𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙚

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 - Vi, Caitlyn, Sevika, (Bonus!) Jinx 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Angsty Fluff, Cursing?, Scars, Talk of past trauma

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙? - Yeah/Nope

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - Still getting my blog together so if some things change don't mind that. Thank you for the request lovely <3

☼ 𝐕𝐢 - Poor baby. She's been through a lot in her life. Her parents, Vander, Mylo, Claggor, losing her idea of her sister. She's very insecure about the scars that run down her back. Most from prison, especially the ones on her face.

The one on her lip and the one above her eyebrow are ones she really hates. Because you can see them. She pretends it doesn't bother her but man does she wish they weren't there. She wished you couldn't seem them, but the love in your eyes when you look at her is enough for her to feel better.

Vi completely breaks when you run your fingers along them. Especially when she's sitting with her back exposed to you. And she feels your fingers just softly tracing them without her even saying anything. And she doesn't say anything after either. She can't bring herself to, she doesn't want to ruin the moment.

But only if you guys are close, she wouldn't let anyone else touch her like that but you. Might even cry, she just feels so safe with you. You're her home now. So when you kiss the two scars on her face each night before bed, she melts. She's yours, so you better not break her heart.

☼ 𝐂𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐲𝐧 - Caitlyn comes off very confident. But she's got her insecurities. Especially in her abilities as an enforcer. Most see her as stuck up, which you and her both know she can sometimes come off as. But she's a good person, she never means it.

Caitlyn just needs you to tell her how she sounds. But the enforcers see her as someone who only got the job because of her parents. And it makes her feel that way as well even though she's very passionate at what she does.

She gets really upset about this, she'll talk to you about it while you both lay in bed. Caitlyn loves listening to you tell her how good she's doing. Not many people do. So hearing you, of all people, telling her she's doing a good job. It's something that she cherishes.

☼ 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐤𝐚 - Sevika is very insecure, and very similar to Vi in this department. Her arm. It's her worst enemy. She lost it because of her passion for her cause but she wished she didn't have to lose it. Sevika wishes she could've shown her devotion a different way.

But if anyone knows you can't change the past, it's her. You always make sure to hold her metal hand just as much as her flesh and blood hand, even if she can't feel it. You know she's watching, and you know she appreciates it even if she doesn't say it.

Her favorite thing is waking up in the morning and you already being awake. Tracing those little lines on her face that she despises because it makes them a little more bearable.

Sevika would kill to feel your little touches on her skin every minute of everyday. She hates the scars that cover her body, from her legs to her face. The one one her stomach. She can't look at any of them for long. But you, you trace them over and over as if they're art. And that makes her hate them a little bit less.

☼ 𝐉𝐢𝐧𝐱 - She less insecure about her physical scars. It's her mental scars that terrorize her. Her childhood along with the death that plagued it. Her episodes of anger and hearing voices, she's terrified she'll hurt you. And she hates having to look at you after them, because she's scared of what she'll see.

But every time she does look, it's never fear or anger in your eyes. It's always worry, worry and love. You love her, and you want to make sure she's okay. Jinx usually doesn't hear the voices when you're around, they usually are away. Locked up in a box. But on occasion when they come out. You're always there for her.

She loves holding you, feeling your arms around her letting her cry into you. Or leaning her entire body back on you, her head resting beside yours on your shoulder. She'll just lay there, listening to your breathing or what you're saying. Because you don't leave and you never get mad at her.

You don't see Jinx as anyone else does. You see her as she wants to be seen. Like Vi, you're Jinx's safe space, you're her home. Your the person she trusts to go to when her mind isn't safe to be. Because you'd never judge her, and that is something Jinx holds onto.

And so help you God if you ever break her heart. Not that you ever would. You love her just as much as she loves you.

A/n: This made me kinda sad ngl also tmrw it friday and I am so excited because I'll feel less dead to the writing world

End of a Day // Luisa Madrigal x Reader.

A/N: okay, so I LOVE Luisa and I need to write some of those adorable prompts for her…enjoy, dear readers!

Prompt: cuddling with Luisa and taking a bath with Luisa (fluff version).

Pairing: Luisa Madrigal x Reader (female pronouns used).

Luisa sighed softly, her muscular body leaning against the closed door.

What a damn day…it had been one of those days and every part of her felt it still, a dull ache throbbing throughout her entire body. Every muscle ached and burned, her feet felt so sore. Even her mind felt it, a headache thrumming in her head and refusing to let her be. All day, she had been wanting everything to be over…but more then that, she had been wanting you.

Her Y/N.

Just the thought of your name, so sweet on her tongue and soothing to her soul, had Luisa smiling softly.

All day she had thought of you and her arms had longed to drop her heavy burdens and take you up instead. And now with the work finally over (at least for now), she could finally do just that…but where were you?

Looking around her bedroom, Luisa did not see you as she normally did.

Her home had changed since you had come along, Casita shifting to make a place for you in her life. It was now like a little apartment, pieces of you scattered all over. The yellow kitchen (with your recipe book still open on the counter, always warm and smelling of good things), the living room (your books alongside her and your sewing box on the table), and even the bedroom (your sweater hanging on the chair) was empty…which only left one place to check.

“Amore?”

Moving slowly across the bedroom, Luisa opened the door to the bathroom..and there you were.

Steam filled the little room and you sat on the edge of the tub, swirling in bath oils as a little song played on the radio. Clad in only a silken robe of brightest blue, little golden butterflies scattered all over it, you looked so lovely in the light of the setting sun.

Gold melted over you as you looked up, smiling at her.

“Luisa!” You said so sweetly (no one said her name like you did, oh, you made it sound like magic). “How was your day?”

“It was…a day.”

“I had a feeling,” you replied. “so I started a bath. Care to join me?”

Nodding silently, Luisa smiled as you helped her undress. She could have done it herself but she liked so much when you did it, the feeling of your fingers making her heart soar. Leaving the blouse and skirt pooled on the floor, you kissed her aching shoulders softly, undoing her hair from the ribbon and letting her thick curls fall free. Sinking into the warm water, Luisa sighed in delight. Already she was relaxing. Perched on the edge, you washed her hair gently and just let her vent about everything.

You were always willing to listen.

And she loved that, knowing that at the end of everything, you would always be there to pick her up when she fell apart.

“…and I’m just happy it’s over, you know?”

“I do, baby.”

Pouring the small jug of water over her, Luisa sighed as the hot water poured down her scalp and shoulders.

A shudder of pleasure shot down her spin, pretty lips twitching into a lazy smile. Opening her eyes just so, Luisa could see you through her lashes as you rinsed her hair and hummed along to the radio. Oh, you were so pretty! So perfect!

Noticing her secret gaze, you kissed the top of her head and whispered a question.

“Is there anything I can do to make it better?”

“Well…there is something you can do, amore…”

Her rough hands gently tugged on the strings of your robe, letting it fall away as you giggled a little bit.  Lips peppered all over your breasts and belly, each soft kiss making you sight so happily, until she couldn’t wait any longer. Lifting you up, Luisa pulled you into the tub and sat you between her legs, resting you against her breasts. Water rippled and rose, nearly pouring over the edge, as you settled into her.

The sound of her heartbeat, steady and strong, thumped in her chest and you smiled.

“Thank you, Y/N,” Luisa whispered. “I needed this.”

“Anything for you, baby.”

Taking your hand in hers, Luisa kissed your fingers sweetly, still marveling at the fact that you were hers…all hers.

The two of you stayed like that for a long while.

Bathing one another with the rose-scented soap and old washcloths, you just enjoyed the warmth of the bath and, even better, the warmth of one another. It was such a simple moment but it was everything to Luisa. Everything she could ever want or need…In time, she rose up from the bath and carried you out with her. Drying one another with the fluffy towels, you walked hand in hand into the bedroom. Luisa wore her simple nightgown, a white cotton dress that ended below her knees, and you wore one of her shirts. It looked so big on you and she loved that.

The bed, as big as it happened to be, was still a little small for the both of you but neither one minded very much.

Leaning against the big pillows, you held your book in one hand and left the other to rest in Luisa’s still damp curls. Her head rested on your heart, eyes closed. Long lashes curled against her cheeks and you smiled, thinking her so pretty.

Wrapped in a swath of handmade quilts, colorful and warm, the two of you cuddled close.

“Will you read to me?”

“Always,” you replied.

It was a little thing but she liked it…she asked for it often. Whatever you were reading, you would read aloud and she would fall asleep slowly.

“The man’s voice spoke again: ‘Are you very tired?’ ‘Oh, tonight, I gave you my soul and I am dead!’ ‘Your soul is a beautiful thing, child,’ replied the man’s grave voice ‘and I thank you! No emperor ever received so fair a gift. The angels wept tonight.’ Raoul heard nothing after that…”

And she slept.

Mumbling something you could not understand, Luisa held you in a sleepy embrace and you smiled at the sight of her. She was yours…all yours.

Turning your eyes to the page, you returned to your story and read a bit more.

Soon, though, you would join her in your dreams. Even as you slept, you belonged to her, dreaming only of your true lover. In dreams, she did not have to work so hard and the days were not so long. There was only and her and love.

A happy ending to a long day.

ᴀʀᴄᴀɴᴇ ᴡᴏᴍᴇɴ ᴡ/ ᴀɴ ꜱ/ᴏ ᴡ/ ᴀ ꜱᴍᴀʀᴛ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ

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

Sevika

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.”

Vi

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.”

Jinx

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!”

Mel

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.”

Grayson

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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Sleeping with Luisa was a very comforting experience 99.9 Percent of the time. Luisa was the cuddle queen, and had a special appreciation for warm fluffy blankets. However, there was the .01 percent that could be a real beast. You woke up with severe pain radiating from your ribs and made some alarmed and pained noises that snapped Luisa back to consciousness.

“Huh? Wha? Oh! Oh My God What Did I Do?!?” Luisa was across the room, hair disheveled, and night gown off a shoulder as she stoop looking horrified in less time than it took Camilo to prank someone.

“Baby, darling, sweetheart, it’s fine, really.” You lied. Each breath really hurt, but let’s face it, talking Luisa down was sort of priority. You moved to sit up, wincing more. “I’ll go wake your mom, hell I can tell her I was out for a little stroll and tripped down the stairs.” Luisa’s lower lip started quivering and her eyes welled with tears.

“I’m so sorry!” She sobbed, her eyes frantic.

“Honey, angel, amor,” you soothed, walking over and hugging her, in-spite of the screaming ribs. “What happened?

“I-I had a n-nightmare. I didn’t know!” You did your best to rock her back and forth, trying desperately to ignore the ouch in your chest. “Tell me everything.” You started humming to try to bring her off the emotional ledge.

“Th-there were people chasing us, and I lost you in the people running, and I couldn’t find anyone, and my strength went away, and then there were spiders.”

“Oh love, of course you were hugging me tight, I’d be scared too.” You coaxed her to sit on the floor, making it easier to stroke her hair and dry her cheeks.

“I hurt you.” She whispered, almost ashamed.

“It wasn’t intentional, and nothing a snack courtesy of your mom won’t fix.” You promised, bringing her head to your chest. “I love you so much, my gentle Luisa.” A knock sounded at the door, followed by a tired looking Julietta and a concerned Dolores entering the room.

“Mama, I hurt her.” Luisa whimpered, as Julietta took over your place, Dolores handed you a quesadilla, which was eaten gratefully. The relief was instant as your ribs went back where they were supposed to go.

“Good as new.” You announced, kneeling before Luisa. “Light of my life, why don’t we go back to bed?” Pure apprehension flooded her face. “Odds are it won’t happen more than once in a night.” You pointed out.

“She’s right. Get some rest. You need a good nights sleep.” Julietta said, petting Luisa’s hair and kissing her daughter’s face.

“A-alright.” Luisa agreed, standing up and hugging her mother and cousin. You mouthed your thanks as they left the room, earning nods and smiled of acknowledgment. You held out your arms, making grabby hands.

“I could do with some snuggles, I’m starting to get cold.” Luisa gingerly picked you up, setting you on the bed with the utmost care, curling around you.

“I love you. I’m sorry.”

“I know. I love you too.

Protective Sevika x Gn!Reader Headcanons

Pairing: Sevika x Gn!Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, kissing, fights, protectiveness, hugging

A/N: bringing you more Sevika goodness! This wasn't requested but I got the idea and had to write it before it got lost in the void of all the other ideas that I should definitely write down.

Sevika sticks close to you when ever you go out

Being a bodyguard is her job, but she's doing that out of duty and respect for Silco, and for you she does it out of her love for you

Sevika work is rather dangerous so she tries to keep you away from the nitty gritty of it all, even though she can only do so much to protect you from it in Zaun

However because of that she also wants to make sure you're prepared to defend yourself

Often it's enough for you to just name drop Sevika to make people back off

Sevika likes having you close, she likes to keep an eye on you so she can move in if anyone messes with you

She gets into fights a lot and doesn't mind showing off for you during a fight, or just re-establishing her status as Silco's right hand and one of the scariest people in Zaun

She's tough, snarky and dominant with everyone else but with you she shows her softer side

It took her a long time to open up to you and let herself be vulnerable with you

You were actually surprised when she revealed her gentler side to you and returned your affections, you were surprised to find such a protective person behind that rough and hard exterior

Sevika is very gentle with you with her metal arm, always making sure she doesn't hurt you when she's hugging you

And likes to hug you, in private of course

She makes you fell safe and you make her happy, ridiculously so

Before she met you she thought happiness was getting to work for Zaun's top crime lord, getting to have all that money and influence and power

But then she met you, this person that she didn't think very much of at first but slowly melted her hard exterior and you became someone she always wants by her side

hey!! i’m so sorry i can’t rember if i’ve asked this or not but if i did, please ignore this lol

a luisa x reader included luisa playing with readers hair and her getting sleepy/ luisa just being a simp for her lmao thank you :)))

Sleeping simping, in my tumblr. More likely than you might think.

You stretched as you woke up, careful to not disrupt the person next to you. Luisa was still asleep, her breathing against your ear, and an arm draped over your waist. You laughed a little to yourself. Definitely weren’t getting up now. You snuggled back in to go back to sleep when-

CRACK CRASH BOOM!!!

The noise came from Tia Pepa’s room. Luisa bolted awake, tightening her grip to pull you up under her for safety.

“Stupidstuff.” She mumbled, after checking the coast was clear. “Oh hi.” She said, her words still carrying that not quite awake slur to them as she looked down at you.

“Good morning.” You said, reaching up to stroke her cheek.

“Goo mornin’.” She mumbled, kissing the palm of your hand. She flopped down on the other side of you, propping herself up on an elbow. She looked at you for a long moment.

“What’s on your mind?” You asked, stretching again.

“Well, you see, this morning I woke up to an angel in my bed, and now I’m tryin to figure out what I did to earn this.” She teased, a little more awake now.

“Oh stop!” You laughed, feeling your face get warm.

“I might be able to if you didn’t get cuter every time I turn around.” You rolled to face her.

“I’m pretty sure I’m the lucky one.”

“Not by half, bonita.” She moved forward brushing a kiss to your lips before laying back down. She pulled you in a little closer. An arm resting along your back while the other went under your head.she smiled softly, her eyelids looking heavy.

“Stay with me forever?” She asked, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“Of course.” You agreed, starting to feel a little sleepy yourself.

“Good.”

Sleeping with Luisa was a very comforting experience 99.9 Percent of the time. Luisa was the cuddle queen, and had a special appreciation for warm fluffy blankets. However, there was the .01 percent that could be a real beast. You woke up with severe pain radiating from your ribs and made some alarmed and pained noises that snapped Luisa back to consciousness.

“Huh? Wha? Oh! Oh My God What Did I Do?!?” Luisa was across the room, hair disheveled, and night gown off a shoulder as she stoop looking horrified in less time than it took Camilo to prank someone.

“Baby, darling, sweetheart, it’s fine, really.” You lied. Each breath really hurt, but let’s face it, talking Luisa down was sort of priority. You moved to sit up, wincing more. “I’ll go wake your mom, hell I can tell her I was out for a little stroll and tripped down the stairs.” Luisa’s lower lip started quivering and her eyes welled with tears.

“I’m so sorry!” She sobbed, her eyes frantic.

“Honey, angel, amor,” you soothed, walking over and hugging her, in-spite of the screaming ribs. “What happened?

“I-I had a n-nightmare. I didn’t know!” You did your best to rock her back and forth, trying desperately to ignore the ouch in your chest. “Tell me everything.” You started humming to try to bring her off the emotional ledge.

“Th-there were people chasing us, and I lost you in the people running, and I couldn’t find anyone, and my strength went away, and then there were spiders.”

“Oh love, of course you were hugging me tight, I’d be scared too.” You coaxed her to sit on the floor, making it easier to stroke her hair and dry her cheeks.

“I hurt you.” She whispered, almost ashamed.

“It wasn’t intentional, and nothing a snack courtesy of your mom won’t fix.” You promised, bringing her head to your chest. “I love you so much, my gentle Luisa.” A knock sounded at the door, followed by a tired looking Julietta and a concerned Dolores entering the room.

“Mama, I hurt her.” Luisa whimpered, as Julietta took over your place, Dolores handed you a quesadilla, which was eaten gratefully. The relief was instant as your ribs went back where they were supposed to go.

“Good as new.” You announced, kneeling before Luisa. “Light of my life, why don’t we go back to bed?” Pure apprehension flooded her face. “Odds are it won’t happen more than once in a night.” You pointed out.

“She’s right. Get some rest. You need a good nights sleep.” Julietta said, petting Luisa’s hair and kissing her daughter’s face.

“A-alright.” Luisa agreed, standing up and hugging her mother and cousin. You mouthed your thanks as they left the room, earning nods and smiled of acknowledgment. You held out your arms, making grabby hands.

“I could do with some snuggles, I’m starting to get cold.” Luisa gingerly picked you up, setting you on the bed with the utmost care, curling around you.

“I love you. I’m sorry.”

“I know. I love you too.

Hi! I love all of your Encanto work! Could I please request Luisa x fem Reader as moms to an adopted baby that is theirs and how the family/ town interact with the kid? If you answer this thank you so much!!! <3

I love it!

You had wandered to the spot where Luisa’s grandfather had been killed, no real intent in mind. You were married, things were going well. You both had, in your own way, expressed some longing for children of your own. Dolores’s second child had added fuel to that particular fire. You sighed, adoption was the only way that was going to happen, but no tragedy taking parents from a child had occurred. You felt a little sick that you were lamenting that, but the desire for a little one to love and raise was strong. You came to the edge of tree line, blinking as you looked at the water.

“A basket?” You asked the surrounding foliage, you walked closer. “One of Pepa’s storms must have blown it out here.” You murmured. “It’s only right to collect it and try to find the owner. Oddly large basket too.” A single golden butterfly rested on its handle before alighting inside. You froze as a giggle came from the basket. “Pedro?” You inquired to the air before walking to where the basket floated. Inside was an infant, the butterfly resting on its nose. You stood in shock for a moment, before scooping the basket from the water.

You put the basket on the ground and gently lifted the baby out. It grabbed at your nose with a chubby hand. You brought it close, looking around for any indication of other people. You couldn’t see any foot prints or sign that anyone had been there. The butterfly rested on top of the child’s head as you hooked the basket over one elbow and cradled the baby to your chest, you could look for it’s parents later, now you needed to get it somewhere safe. You rushed back to Casita, breathing hard as you came to the doors.

“Julieta! Luisa! Abuela!” You panted, entering the court yard in a rush. Julieta was the first to arrive from the kitchen, Luisa entered from the other side, and Abuela appeared on the balcony.

“What in heaven’s name! A baby?” Julieta asked rushing forward.

“The basket. In the. River. Like Moses.” You managed to get out as you were pulled into the kitchen. Julieta took the baby and began to check it over. Luisa pulled a chair out and set it behind your knees. You sat down with a sigh, glad to have a moment to catch your breath. Abuela walked into the kitchen, and the butterfly flew to her shoulder.

“Oh Pedro.” She whispered.

“That’s. What I. Said.” You struggled to get your breathing under control.

“What river? What happened to its family?” Luisa asked, dropping to her knees beside you.

“The one just outside the valley. Where your grandfather died. I don’t know why I was there, I just feel like I needed to. And then I saw the basket. I didn’t see any body around. I figured we could look once the baby was safe.” You said, she took your hand, the flickering of a hope against all hope in her eyes.

“He’s in excellent health for a child who apparently was at very least left, and at worst took a ride down the river.” Julieta said, bouncing the infant slightly. He reached for you, rather vehemently, and you jumped up to catch him. Luisa brushed a single finger along his head as the butterfly landed on her hand.

“We should take care of him. At least until we can find his family.” She murmured, absolutely entranced.

“Absolutely. I will have a search party arranged. In the meantime, we have to have an old cradle to put in your room.” Abuela said decisively, she left calling for Felix, Mariano, Isabela, and Pepa. Mirabel found and painted an old crib, working fast so it would be dry by the time night came.

“What are you going to name him?” She asked, letting him hold her fingers.

“It’s a bit soon, Mira. We might find his parents.” Luisa said, holding him against her chest.

“Luisa’s right, he might not be here long.” You agreed. Days turned to weeks. And no sign of where he had come from could be found. Julieta had taken to preparing formula for the baby. You had both been hesitant to give him the name you wanted, but finally you asked Abuela’s permission to name him Pedro.

“Yes. With all my heart, yes.” She whispered, tears in her eyes, as she held him.

“Here we go!” Bruno said, holding out the tablet to you. You sat with Luisa and Pedro in the sand circle, and you gently took the tablet.

“No sign of his family?” Bruno raised an eyebrow at you.

“That’s what I asked, you are his family kid. You and Luisa, and well, the rest of us of course.” The tablet showed you and Luisa holding a little boy between you, all three of you smiling.

Camilo and Antonio were glad to have another boy in the house, even if he wasn’t big enough to play with them yet. Antonio introduced little Pedro to all of his animal friends, and Camilo spent hours doing impressions and earning happy little giggles. Dolores’s children were a bit too young to see the draw in another itty tiny in the house, but they would occasionally ask to hold him. Her youngest being about three. Isa adored being an aunt, and would steal him every chance she got, and was in almost constant competition with Mirabel for time with him.

The town’s folk were a bit unsure at first. They got over it pretty quickly thought. What’s one more miracle in a valley bursting with them. And frankly, Luisa was the cutest mom ever. If her doting didn’t win hearts and change minds, nothing would. She walked through her chores, baby strapped to her chest or back, unless it was something too dangerous for him to be on her person. She talked to him constantly.

“You keep that up, his first word is going to be donkey.” You commented, hip checking her lightly as you took the baby.

“I’m more worried about it being ‘Luisa’. I hear it often enough.” She complained. You laughed a little, kissing his chubby little face. You noticed Agustin approaching and waved as Luisa headed the opposite direction with the donkeys.

“Y/n, hi! I was hoping to steal a little time with my grandson.” He said, perching on a rock. You smiled and set him gently in Agustin’s arms.

“It seems like a fight to get any time with him when Isa or Mira are around.” You joked sitting next to him. You stayed there even after Luisa came back, just letting have some time to be the doting grandfather. He carried Pedro as you walked back to the central square, where Julieta stole him as she tended to her patients.

“Some says I wonder if he’s going to know his parents from the rest of the family.” You said, only 10% serious, as Luisa wrapped an arm around you.

“Maybe, but I can’t imagine a better family for him to have come to.” She countered kissing the top of your head.