Yeah Sevika’s Hot But Don’t You Guys Think She’s Also Cute? Like Whenever Her Eyes Widen When She’s

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You had realized over the course of your relationship with Luisa that she had a terrible time saying no. ‘Luisa move the church’ ‘okay’. ‘Luisa re route the river’ ‘okay’. ‘Luisa I want my house more to the left.’ ‘Okay.’

“Why not tell them it’s a stupid task?” You had asked one afternoon as she took a brief break to eat the lunch you’d brought her.

“They mean well, and it’s not really hurting anything.” She argued.

“It’s misusing your gift for trivial nonsense!” She kissed your cheek.

“I appreciate that you’re trying to look out for me, but it’s okay, really.” You huffed but made a promise to yourself that you would accompany her as much as possible for the next little while. The next day you walked with her as the priest approached.

“Luisa, I was thinking, could you move the church just a little more to the right, the morning light isn’t…” he faltered under the force of your glare. “Isn’t hitting the door any… on second thought. It’s fine.” He backed away slowly, putting his hands up.

“Amor. Did you just non verbally threaten the priest?” Luisa asked, doing a very poor job of hiding the amusement in her voice.

“Is it a threat if no words are said?” You asked lightly.

“Yeah, yeah it is.”

As the days went by, you heard rumblings that you had been given the moniker of ‘guard dog’. Luisa had been a little unhappy about it until you started barking at random times to make her laugh.

“Could you hand me that vase?” She held out a hand for it.

“Woof!” You agreed, giving her the vase. She rolled her eyes trying not to laugh.

Your system encountered a serious test about a month in. One of the villagers had been getting increasingly annoyed that Luisa wouldn’t carry his house to the top of a hill opposite Casita. Typically, you had been able to stare him down, and even Luisa had outright told him that it was excessive, but neither were working today.

“Why not? What are you, useless?” He demanded.

“How dare you speak to her like thaaaa!” You lunged at him, but Luisa grabbed your waist and pinned you against her hip, your feet off the ground.

“You should put a leash on that perro callejero!” He snapped.

“Oh no. My grip. It’s slipping.” Luisa said. She put you on your feet gently. You didn’t need any more prompting. You pounced on him, wrestling him to the ground. You might have been smaller, but you were a hell of a lot meaner.

***************ten minutes later***********

You walked with Luisa, the villager thrown over her shoulder, to the square where her mother set up her station. She was there by herself and looked rather alarmed when you got close. The villager, who’s face as a bit of a mess, was flopped into a chair.

“What happened?” She asked, examining your face.

“He called Luisa useless.” You said. She looked over at her daughter in surprise.

“He said y/n was a street dog.” She added in her defense. Julieta handed you and arepa con queso before going to examine the villager.

“I don’t think he’ll make either of those mistakes again. You two go find somewhere else to be, I’m going to find your Tia and Abuela and we’re going to have a little chat with him when he wakes up.” You swallowed your bite quickly.

“Yes ma’am!” You agreed. Luisa grabbed your hand and you hurried off in the opposite direction. “He bled on your dress.” You commented.

“Can’t say I’m surprised.” Luisa sighed.

“Woof!” You said.

I had to

These scene is so cute 😍

Would you be able to write some spicy HC about encantos Luisa and fem!reader?? I literally cannot find anything for her anywhere and im literally so in love :((

Luisa Madrigal x F!Reader

Flowers and Coffee

warning(s): slight spoilers for Encanto, Luisa struggling with self-worth

Luisa had always made everyone feel welcome to talk to her about anything that was bothering them. If she could, she would fix it and make sure that the person was happy before she was satisfied. But, Luisa never had anyone to talk to, and never told anyone just how much pressure she was under. Recently, Luisa had fallen for a really beautiful woman, (Y/n). She would watch her from afar, usually nervous that her strength would overwhelm her and kept her distance. But one day, (Y/n) had asked for Luisa’s help, which Luisa just couldn’t decline.

“Luisa, do you think you could help me with these flowers? Isabela insisted that she needed them for tonight.” (Y/n) stated, presenting lovely flowers to Luisa.

Luisa was confused, wondering why (Y/n) would ask for her help, especially since flowers could be very fragile. But, she nodded, too nervous to speak as she took the flowers, carefully holding them against her chest as (Y/n) took Luisa’s free hand, leading her to where she needed the flowers to be. Luisa felt a smile spread across her face, mostly because (Y/n) was holding her hand, and she wished she could treasure the moment forever.

“Alright, Luisa! Right here is good, thank you so much.” (Y/n) stated, taking the flowers and setting them in a large flower pot, making sure they were all arranged correctly before she looked up to Luisa.

“I was wondering, would you be up for a date with me, tomorrow possibly? It doesn’t have to be anything special, but I thought maybe a coffee date?” (Y/n) asked, and laughed when Luisa eagerly nodded.

“Alright, I’ll see you then, Luisa.” (Y/n) stated, pressing a kiss to Luisa’s cheek, which made Luisa feel weak in the best way possible.

(Y/n) eventually left, leaving Luisa excited for their date.

~fin~

author’s note: this was really sweet! my inbox is pretty much a void rn, so feel free to send more requests! i also write for marvel, slashers, harry potter, and many more! <3

Sevika!

sevika hcs is so cute 

One sided love with Arcane women

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Gn!reader, angst, some violence(?), unhinged stuff just like the rest of us.

*Asks for suggestions to help with writer's block, proceeds to get even more writer's block.*

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Caitlyn:

She's always had a little crush on you.

How couldn't she? You were amazing, fantastic in every possible way. You were wonderful. Brighter than the streets of Piltover during the summer, grander than the galas and parties she had grown accustomed to.

It was a steady buildup over the years. A classical dance around the lines of platonic hugs and lingering touches. Sneaking out of parties and running down the cold streets of the topside with ruined clothes and only the lights for guidance.

She thought that having you close by would be enough.

It wasn't enough.

It was as if that feeling of want grew the longer she looked into your eyes, the tighter she hugged goodbye.

Soon enough, she lies on her bed wishing that it was you beside her and not the pillow she's clung to.

She told you in an alleyway, the moon baring witness. She couldn't see your face very well but the tone of your voice and the way you edged away from her was enough to answer her fears.

It was a bittersweet moment for you both, but Caitlyn would smile in the way she always does during parties and social events, "Hey, it's alright."

Funny how she opts to comfort you when she was the one within the bounds of breaking down.

Mel:

It was all professional at first. You worked for her, she told you what to do, you came to her once you did it.

To say that what she felt was sudden would be an understatement. She has spent so long rationalizing her own emotions that she had grown unaware of what was truly growing within her chest.

You're just someone who works for her, turned into, you're an acquaintance. Then she happened to see you more. It must have been your schedules matching up. Acquaintance turned into friend, friend...turned into something more than that but less than what she wished it would be.

Perhaps, telling you during a Hextech gathering was not the best idea. And here she was thinking that she was so smart.

Prying eyes watched as the two of you conversed like vultures pinning the weak.

They sunk their talons into her back the moment you walked away.

Jinx:

She really enjoys your company.

She really really enjoys your company.

Running around the streets of the undercity was always an adventure. Running around with you was like riding a rollercoaster, but instead of seatbelts, you're holding on to the cart for dear life.

She'll have you come down to her area. Have you watch her work on her trinkets and gimmicks and whatever she was interested in showing you. If you aren't into her kind of hobby, she'll find something else to talk about.

Talking to you was amazing. You don't cut her off, you don't jump back when she makes a grab at you and...you don't ask stupid questions. It's great.

She tells you about her life, you ask her questions that spur her on. It'll be like that for hours. Just you. Just her.

Just you and her together.

Boundaries were...certainly crossed. Even after she was told that you didn't reciprocate, she threw a little tantrum, huffed away like a little child, but she would always come right back.

It was a test. A test of seeing how much you were willing to put up with until you finally left her.

The same way everybody does.

Vi:

Stillwater was...an experience. Years of lost time that she could never get back.

Meeting you was one of the best things that could have happened to her. You didn't care that she was a criminal, you didn't care that she blamed herself for what happened in the past, the present or even the future.

Her time in stillwater had taken its toll on her. A child that was haunted by her past and had only the markings on the walls to count her days, thrown into a pit of sadistic guardsmen and bumbling hooligans. But none of that mattered to you.

To you, she was human. Nothing more, nothing less.

You helped her in ways she's always wanted someone to, in ways she never even knew you could. A loyalty strong enough to rival those topsiders and their privelege was formed between you.

Loyalty. Is what Vi would have called it. Loyalty in a form that included drunken cuddles and late night discussions about everything and anything. Loyalty that skipped over the bounds of another similar word Vi was too scared to say.

When she does. Loyalty soon turns into regret. Regret turns into fear. Fear sparks the embers that light the fire of anger.

The walls build up, but not as fast as the sinkhole that crumbles beneath it. It hurts. Raw and unfiltered like the same concrete steps that they took to her cell. Screw you.

Screw. you.

Sevika:

Working has never been one of the best things in her life. It's always 'Sevika do this.' or 'Sevika do that.' and even, 'Sevika there's someone who did this. Straighten them out.'

She was a mule, a person to do the dirty work when you don't want to.

That's why it was a delight to have you around. You two could spend hours talking over the most gruesome things through slurred speeches and animal like snorts. You listened, shouted and even argued with her. Nearly even got into a fist fight.

And yet, you were the first person she has never wanted to bash their skull in.

The bars all knew her name, the streets screamed it better. But you.

You said it best.

Sevika. Sevika. Sevika.

"You're falling for me aren't you?" It was a joke. Everything between the two of you were buzzed out jokes until they weren't. Was this? Was this liking towards you something of humour or somethings more?

Humour. Most definitely humour.

"Nah. You smell worse than ya speak."

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hii idk if i’m sending this to the right place but i love ur luisa x readers and i just read a bunch for like an hour straight

anyways if there was any way you could do a luisa x reader with something about her playing w the readers hair that would be amazing

So freaking cute!

You had followed Luisa around all day, helping gather fallen debris from the storm that wasn’t Pepa’s fault, per her insistence. Luisa had walked slower so that she wasn’t leaving you behind, put it didn’t make the task easier for you. You were wet and and cold and bone tired and filthy by the time you made it back to Casita.

The warm bath felt delightful, and you sulked s little when the water started to get cold. You stepped out, drying off and dressing quickly, making a bee-line for Luisa’s bed once you were decent. She sat combing through her hair at her vanity while you crawled under the covers shivering a little.

“Amor? Are you alright?” She asked, still brushing out any tangles.

“Yeah, fine.” You shivered again. “Just a little cold.” She hummed in response,and crossed to her bed, brush in hand. She laid down next to you, wrapping her arms around you and propping you up against her chest. You snuggled into her body heat.

“You’re so warm.” You mumbled.

“Benefit of all this muscle.” She joked. “Hey, turn so you’re facing me, I don’t want you to wake up with a rat’s nest in your hair tomorrow.” Luisa’s hands guided you to where she wanted you, and the brush started at the ends of your hair. Thankfully it wasn’t in too bad s condition, and she encountered very few tangles as she brushed.

“You’re too good to me.” You mumbled against her collar bones.

“Hardly.” She laughed. She set the brush down and started petting your hair, contenting herself with touching the soft strands. You yawned a little, feeling the presence of sleep start to pull you in. Her fingers began to gently massage your scalp.

“Keep this up, I’m gonna *yawn* fall asleep.” You said, your eyelids already heavy.

“Go ahead.” She kissed the top of your head. “You worked hard today, you need rest.”

“So did you.” Came your mumbled protest.

“Go to sleep, mi Vida, I’ve got you.”

Literally Isobel gives total English major w/ minor in creative writing vibes to become a writer alongside her Art History major gf Aylin.

Withers the ghost of the building/jk. Actually the building inspector that shows up out nowhere freaking out Raphael. Withers doing the job so long his looks like you can blow him away with the wind but nice old man vibes. Is like one of those elder people that gives cryptic advice about the world ending. “The universe spins as it should”//alright mister 😐.

okay so i've been mulling over modern AU tadfools for a while and this is what i got so far

Lae'zel is a skater lesbian (and super autistic lmao), nobody really knows what her whole deal is but they are pretty sure she was raised by some kind of doomsday cult

she's flatmates with Karlach, who is really into MMA and partying it up now that she finally moved out of her old flat where everyone else were just the most fucked up assholes in existence, everyone exclusively calls it "hell" when talking about it

Astarion is the most flamboyant catty twink in existence and currently crashing on their couch because he's been kind of broke since he left his much older toxic boyfriend Cazador (who won't stop bothering him on Grindr)

Shadowheart is the nu goth girl who lives across the hall from them and is really into crystals and witchcraft/paganism, Lae has a crush on her but doesn't know how to deal with it so she's just really mean all the time

Wyll met Karlach when she almost put his lights out in a drunk brawl at a frat party but now they are besties and he constantly hangs around their flat, his father is a politician and he is dating Mizora, who is his dad's lawyer and everybody is telling him to break up with her because she's toxic af but for some reason he just can't bring himself to do it

Gale lives in the same building and never goes outside ever since his ex broke up with him but he met the rest because his cat slipped outside and he had to catch her again and Karlach had picked her up and brought her home because she thought it was so cute

Halsin is an old hippie guy who is the pot dealer of the whole party and constantly tells everyone how great Woodstock was whether they asked or not (they did not)

Jaheira is the teacher of Karlach's MMA group and comes over occasionally because hanging with them "reminds her of her wild twenties" and "makes her feel young again", sometimes she brings her buddy Minsc who is the life of the party

dunno about Minthara she always died in my playthroughs up until now so can't really say much about her

Raphael is their landlord and just insanely weird about everything, everyone is dreading when he shows up except Astarion who thinks "he's got a certain je ne sais quoi to him" (cue everyone throwing pillows at him and booing him for his terrible taste in men)

Gortash is Karlach's ex who got her into "hell" in the first place, he's a lawyer and nobody likes him, there's a dart board with his face taped on it in the bathroom and nobody knows who put it there (it was Lae'zel)

Ketheric is the owner of the law firm he works at and Orin is his other junior partner, she and Gortash are constantly competing about who will inherit the firm despite Ketheric never saying anything about planning to retire, he hates both of them and wishes his daughter Isobel would take over but she quit law school to go to a liberal arts college with her girlfriend whom Ketheric refuses to acknowledge

hiii i love your luisa x readers <33 they literally increased my hyperfixation on encanto so i'd like to make a request of my own, where luisa is just pining for the reader working up the courage to confess w/ the help of her family hyping her up? feel free to add any details about the reader i love your work <33

This is adorable!

Luisa sighed, watching you walk across the square, your basket over an arm. As far as she was concerned, you were perfect. Kind eyes, sweet smile, luminous eyes.

“You’re staring again, sweetheart.” Julietta said, glancing at her middle child over her work.

“What, no! No I’m not, I just, uh.” Luisa sighed again, looking over at her mother. “You know.” She made a vague hand gesture.

“Go talk to her. I have it on good authority, she doesn’t bite.” Dolores chimed in as she walked past.

“Unless you want her too.” Camilo added, taking your form. “Oh Luisa!” He cooed in your voice.

“Stop it!” She said trying to block your view of his behavior.

“Camilo, be nice.” Julietta chided mildly.

“Yes Tia.” He turned back and Luisa moved to try to spot you again. You were nowhere to be seen. She gave another little sigh and wandered off to find something to do.

The next day, you were attending to your laundry at the river, Luisa stood off to the side pretending to work on a bridge. A bouquet of red roses appeared in front of her nose.

“Go talk to her.” Isabela encouraged.

“She’s busy.” She argued, waving the flowers away.

“What are you afraid of?”

“I can hear you.” You said, glancing up from your washing. Luisa lost all color in her face before becoming very red.

“I think I hear Abuela.” She power walked away fast, Isabela on her heels making quiet chicken noises.

That night, she dreamt that you were laying next to her on the grass, your head on her shoulder. You smiled fondly leaning forward to kiss her. At that moment, a clap of thunder from Peppa and Felix’s room snapped her awake.

“I can’t imagine her not liking you.” Julietta said, helping Luisa do her hair perfectly that morning, as Isa and Mirabel helped with her makeup.

“I’m just glad you’re going to talk to her.” Mirabel said, applying a small amount of eyeshadow.

“You look perfect.” Isa took a couple steps back to really get a look at Luisa. “You’re bound to win her over looking like this.” Luisa blushed and murmured her thanks.

She found you gathering berries in the woods thanks to Antonio’s assistance.

“Y/n, uh, hi.” She said.

“Luisa. Is there something I can help you with?”

“Yes, I mean, no. Uh maybe?” She winced at how poorly she felt she was doing. You smiled, resting your basket on your hip.

“I’m all ears.” Luisa sighed.

“I’ve, well, noticed you.” She said. “And uh, I was wondering if you had ever, you know.” You raised an eyebrow.

“If I had ever what?”

“N-noticed me.” You smiled, setting your basket down.

“Of course I noticed you. You’re sort of hard to miss.”

“Not like that.” She looked frustrated.

“You mean, in a less than platonic way?” She nodded. Rubbing the back of her neck. “Yes, I have.”

“I understand l, I’ll just-“ she moved to leave before blinking and turning back to face you. “You have?”

“Yes.”

“Oh.”

“Why don’t you help me gather these berries, and we’ll discuss this.”

“Really?”

“Absolutely.”

Okay okay but what about hcs abt madrigal grandkids reacting to saying you like them back, huh?? Thank you in advance

``reacting to you liking them back``

getting rejected

notes: aha angst????? what's that???????

warnings: none!

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isabela:

-hides her excitement

-oh you like her back? no problem. it's- it's chill. she's definitely not dying on the inside or anything, yk?

-if you agreed to go out with her she'd be over the moon, the only thing on her mind afterward being how the date was going to go and how she was going to dress and plan for it.

-if you ever stopped looking directly at her she'd probably fist-pump the air, little blossoms of plants and flowers sprouting in the ground along with her.

-the rest of the day she'd just have a happy dazed look in her eyes, the smile never leaving her face.

-if mirabel or camilo ever starting teasing her for it she'd get flushed and tell them to shut up, her face reddening as she literally pushes them out of her room where she was daydreaming about you and her together.

luisa:

-just a wholesome woman :) she gets excited, too, but it's much more mellow

-honestly more of a relieved feeling as well, since she wasn't really expecting you to actually like her back.

-when you told her you reciprocated her feelings there would be a lot of stuttering and nervous words from her.

-"o-oh! really? I-i didn't think you'd actually, um," her voice would trail off from there as she nervously rubbed the back of her neck.

-this is where'd you'd step in and ask her out, with her saying yes of course

-when the two of you parted ways for the day she'd go straight to her room and then just scream into a pillow, taking in a deep breath once she got it all out of her system

mirabel:

-would be much more open about her happiness

-first thing she'd say after you said you liked her too was, "YES LET'S GO!"

-when she realizes what she just said she'd awkwardly lower her arms and try to laugh it off as if you didn't just make her the happiest girl in the world.

-"i mean, uh, yeah," she said quickly. "nice, nice."

-like camilo, the kind of person to lean against a chair to act calm and collected but end up missing and just falling onto her side

-finds it hard to meet your eyes but once she gains the courage she'll ask you out <3

-will be thinking about you for the rest of the day and everyone notices it, especially julieta.

-she thinks it's endearing, adoring the way in which her daughter was acting

dolores:

-the most calm response!!

-would also be relieved like luisa, but i don't think it'd be out of insecurity like her. more like just... anticipation.

-she's usually a quiet talker because of her gift but when you told her you liked her as well she'd probably talk the loudest she had ever in awhile!

-also the most forward about it! just confidently asks you if you want to go on a date with her, a hopeful shine in her eye

-could not bring herself to leave you alone after you say yes, hanging out with you for the rest of the day

-just wants to be in your presence, and if she can't then she'll just tune into your voice and listen to you for awhile

camilo:

-like mirabel trying to be suave and cool but like... 10x worse

-please help this poor boy

-visibly relaxes when he hears you confess to liking him back, that stupidly charming smile only brightening

-thinks he's acting all smooth while asking you out on a date but in reality he's much more awkward than he thinks

-you still think it's cute, though, so of course you say yes

-would probably kiss the back of your hand once you part ways for the day, making sure to really take in your face before going back home

-if someone startles him for the rest of the night he'll accidentally transform into you since you were all he could think about anymore, earning a teasing from his entire family

-totally worth it, though