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I’m Here (Luisa Madrigal x Reader)

Summary: Even when her whole world falls apart, there you are. 

A/N: I’m very gay for her and I figured she deserved a hug. So there. 

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@anemonether said the cute idea of Luisa not handling horror films so I drew something with her gal

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Also the last pic by itself cuz video quality poop.

Edit: FUCK I SEE ERRORS

How the Madrigals Would React to Seeing You in Encanto for the First Time - Pt. 1

The Madrigals x gn!Reader

Fluff - Romantic

Requested: No

[Word Count: 941]

The Madrigals are used to seeing most citizens of Encanto frequently, so it's always a shock when they see someone new. They just weren't expecting for that person to be so stunning.

- My first Encanto piece because I'm lowkey scared to write for this movie. It's short for that same reason, sorry! -

Pt. 2

Camilo and Mirabel involved, 18+ DON'T READ THEIR PARTS (they're last)

Luisa, Isabela, Dolores, Camilo, and Mirabel included

Luisa

She was just helping out with moving carts around when she saw you out of the corner of her eye

After doing a double take, she almost dropped the cart she had in her hand

You were the most stunning person she had ever seen

Luisa instantly became mesmerized with how you moved, elegantly and with purpose as you looked about the Encanto

When you looked back at her and smiled, Luisa felt her heart stop for a moment

She wanted to go up to you and say something, anything, but her mind had drawn a blank

And so she just stared as you turned and walked down the opposite road, waving at passersby as you went

She didn’t stop thinking about you for the rest of the day, running through speeches in her head so that next time she saw you, she would have something to say

Isabela

Through the haze of countless purple and pink flower petals, Isabela almost didn’t see you at first

Once the curtain fell, though, you were the first person her eyes went to

You were just a member of the crowd, watching and cheering along with everyone else, but you stood out enough to catch her eye

You seemed to glow as if you were made of the sun itself, illuminating your frame as you clapped for her show

She would never admit it, but Isabela knows that a few mismatched flowers sprouted along the length of her hair when you smiled at her

After the kids had run off to go be entertained by Camilo, Isabela rushed towards you to make her standard greeting

For some reason she couldn’t explain, she fumbled with her words for a moment, stuttering as you took her hand to shake

Dolores watched the whole thing, and needless to say, the whole Madrigal family was instantly in on the plan to get their dear Isabela to talk to this mysterious newcomer

Dolores

The commotion of Encanto tends to keep Dolores away, but something compelled her to visit just this one day

As she was wandering about, picking out certain fruits for Julieta to cook with, she accidentally bumped into someone at a stand

Dolores turned to apologize, but the words got caught in her throat when she made eye contact with you

Time seemed to move slower than usual as you smiled at her, apologizing for running into her

“No, no, I’m sorry for bumping into you,” Dolores said, her quiet voice even softer than usual

You and her actually struck up a conversation, and Dolores realized just how easy it was for her to talk to you. It felt natural, and she instantly got a sense of safety just from this one moment with you

When you parted ways, Dolores couldn’t get you off of her mind, even spilling her own secret to her family at dinner that night

She would later send Camilo out to search for you while he did his chores so he could tell you that Dolores wishes to see you again, and that she wanted to invite you to a dinner at their Casita

Camilo

Camilo was supposed to be entertaining the kids when you stopped by

He shifted back into himself, watching with a slightly parted mouth as one of the children he was playing with ran into the arms of the most enchanting person he had ever seen

You stood, chuckling at your younger sibling, and thanked him for watching over them

Camilo nodded numbly before he came to his senses, literally shaking himself out of it

He caught you before you could get too far away, gently grabbing you by the shoulder and introducing himself

You two hit it off better than Camilo expected, and you even stuck around to help him handle the kids while he went off to help with some more chores he had around Encanto

When he returned, Camilo thanked you profusely, and offered to meet up with you again sometime

While on the surface it looked like a smooth way to ask for you to hang out with him more, Camilo’s face was probably hotter than a summer’s day and he was fighting the urge to shift bodies just so he wasn’t sweating as badly

When he watched you walk away with your little sibling in tow, he couldn’t help shifting into you, completely lost in thought (the kids loved this and now refuse to stop mocking him for it, much to Camilo’s dismay)

Mirabel

Mirabel figured that day to be just like all the others until she saw you talking to a sweet old lady that seemed to be pointing out the way to somewhere

She watched as you thanked the lady and turned to leave before she came to her senses and scrambled to follow you, insisting that it wasn’t in a creepy way or anything and she just wanted to say hi

You heard her footsteps and abruptly stopped, spinning on your heel to be met face-to-face with Mirabel Madrigal - her glasses askew and fists clenching the fabric of her skirt

Mirabel hastily introduced herself with a nervous grin, violently extending her hand for a shake

You could tell she was nervous but humored her, acting like this was any old greeting (which you had been doing lots of as of late)

You explained that you were new to Encanto and that your family had moved here only a week ago, to which Mirabel offered to show you around

When you accepted, Mirabel waited for you to turn around before holding a mini-celebration with herself, quickly fist bumping the air

if you could interpret this gif into luisa just getting mega snuggled by the reader <33

Absolutely!

Pepa had, unfortunately, done quite a bit of ‘letting it go’ over the past week during some hard conversations with Abuela. The conversation’s needed to happen, no two ways about it. But being soaked after less than ten minutes outside wasn’t fun either.

You had insisted on following Luisa through her day, helping in whatever way you could with the various chores. One thing you were adept at was clearing the drains in the streets of debris like sticks and some errant pieces of clothing so that the water would drain more effectively. By the time you had gotten home the cold was starting to seep in and your body was starting to stiffen.

You insisted that Luisa get a bath first, effectively hiding how cold you were getting. She argued for a minute, but eventually let you nudge her toward the bathroom. You stood in the middle of her redecorated room. There was still the training course and the weights for her workouts, but her bed was newly covered with an abundance of pink and purple bedding. Her closet had been repainted from a grey color to purple with pink accents. You admired the amount of work it had taken to make her room better when you felt a set of lips brush your clammy face.

“Your turn.” She said, pushing you to the bathroom. You stood for a long time letting the hot water wash away the cold, or most of it anyway, before drying off and pulling on new clothes. Luisa lay back on her bed, book in hand. You smiled and grabbed a blanket from the end of the bed, wrapping it around yourself before resting your head on her chest.

“What are you reading?” You asked, humming softly as one of her hands started to play with your hair.

“Collection of myths from India.” Luisa said, glancing down at your face. Her brows furrowed in concern. “Are you still cold?”

“No.” You said. And then you shivered.

“No, you’re not cold, you’re freezing?” Luisa asked, a little bit of sarcasm in her tone. She shook her head and put her book to the side. She lifted you onto her chest, her arms resting on top of you. You snuggled into her warmth, sighing softly.

“Better?” She asked, kissing the top of your head.

“Mmhmm.” You said, starting to feel a little sleepy.

“D’you want me to read to you?”

“Mmhmm.”

“As you wish.” She whispered, before picking her book up and starting at the beginning.

I’m Here (Luisa Madrigal x Reader)

Summary: Even when her whole world falls apart, there you are. 

A/N: I’m very gay for her and I figured she deserved a hug. So there. 

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Tipsy

You had never drank wine with dinner. Your mother had never permitted it, and you weren’t sure it was a good idea. One evening as Mirabel was filling the cups you accepted a partially full glass. You winced slightly at the taste, earning a small laugh from Luisa, but you weren’t going to back down. After a couple sips, you adjusted to the flavor and found it almost pleasing. The burning in your face though was definitely unexpected.

Camilo looked at you from across the table. He raised an eyebrow. And the giggles started. You covered your mouth with your hand, avoiding the looks from the rest of the family.

“Lightweight?” Luisa said, inspecting the wine glass with slightly less than a third of its volume gone. You giggled harder. Then another person started laughing.

Antonio couldn’t hold in his amusement and started giggling too, which immediately made the situation worse. You were laughing so hard your breath came in big, very separate gasps as you slumped against Luisa. No sound actually came from your mouth between gasps, just silent shaking laughter.

“Dear, do you need to go lay down?” Julietta asked, trying to mask the amusement in her tone. You shook your head.

“You sure?” Luisa asked, you shook your head again.

“Alright, I’m going to take giggles here to go sober up.” She announced, picking you up.

“Go on.” Abuella said, excusing you both.

On the way up the stairs, you’d stopped giggling, and got a smart idea. You leaned over and began to kiss her neck. Just soft little pecks along the soft skin.

“Stoooop!” She protested quietly, “you’re distracting me.”

“Good.” You said, sitting up a little and paying attention to her jaw. She hesitated on the landing before taking you to her room. You took in the sharp angels the relatively unwelcoming architecture of the room as you were laid on the bed. You had to admit that the softness under you was a bit of a surprise given the surroundings. Luisa tucked you in gently, and laid down next to you on top of the blanket.

“You’re so pretty.” You mumbled, stroking along the sharp cheekbone. She blushed and ducked her head. “Im sorry you’re missing dinner.” You added, blinking slowly as sleep began to over take you.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure mama has our plates off to the side to heat back up later.” She assured, petting your hair. She placed kisses from your forehead to your lips. “Go to sleep.” You nodded and didn’t realize you had complied until the next morning when you awoke nestled under her arm, her steady breathing sounding in your ear.

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.

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