#MOOD

Head injury

You stood in the middle of the square, pretending to be just as useful as any member of the Madrigal clan. You helped an older member of the village fold her laundry, and kept the priest from taking a dunk in the fountain. Well, almost.

In grabbing the priest by the back of his shirt to keep him from going head long into the water, he had twisted, redirecting the momentum to throw you into the water by accident. There was a sharp pain in the top of your head that lead to an underwater gasp.

One of Isabella’s vines looped around your waist, pulling you from the water as you coughed and sputtered. Familiar arms pulled you from the vine, setting you on the side of the fountain.

“Dove, look at me.” Luisa’s voice sounded in front of you. You tried to open your eyes, but found your vision very foggy and distorted. You tried to speak, but the water in your lungs was making anything other than coughing near impossible. Another figure in blue rushed over, placing gentle hands on your face.

“Do you think you can eat?” You shook your head.

“What do we do?” A hint of fear invading Luisa tone.

“Keep her upright until the coughing settles down. Don’t let her go to sleep.” Julietta instructed. You weren’t sure how you could possibly sleep with the burning on the top of your head and your body’s attempts to remove a lung via your airway.

“I can work one handed.” Luisa said, picking you up so that your body was being held upright between her arm and her chest. You tried to argue that this was silly, but all that came out was a series of syllables and coughs that made no sense.

“Hey, don’t cough at her in that tone.” Camilo scolded playfully. You half laughed and then coughed some more. Luisa grumbled something about not making it worse and began gathering loose burros.

“They need better fences.” You rasped after a while. “This is like a *cough* daily thing.” You were placed gently on a rock. A hand wiped your forehead careful of the spot that had collided with the fountain.

“You okay?” Luisa asked, kissing your forehead softly.

“Peachy.” *wheeze* “Just peachy.”

“Let me finish this, and we’ll get you back to Mama. I won’t be happy until that spot on your head is mended.”

“Ah, so the coughing out a lung is f- *cough cough cough*”

“That’s what you get for being smart.” Luisa scolded, kick flipping a burro with extra gusto on to her shoulders. You stood and started to stagger after her.

“What are you doing?”

“Following all three of you, obviously. Not every day I get more than one of you.” You teased. She nearly dropped a burro.

“I. You. Stop it.” She managed, you were pretty sure she was blushing. “Stay there. I’ll be back.”

“Fine, leave me all by my lonesome.” You sighed dramatically and started coughing again. You could almost swear, through the visual fog that she was running. You wobbled back to the rock and sat. Damn this day had been tiring. You yawned, feeling a rush of exhaustion hit. A little nap wouldn’t hurt would it? Just as you started to doze you were shaken awake.

“Y/n! Wake up!” Luisa’s voice was frantic.

“I’m up I’m up.” You slurred. Why did everything feel heavy.

“I shouldn’t have left you. Damn it.”

“Why would you leave me. I’m adorable.” You joked. No response. “Amor, that’s the part where you tell me to shut up. Remember? We have this whole back and-“

“Mama!” Luisa yelled carrying you over, and setting you down on the table.

“I’m fine, really just tired.”

“Eat this dear.” Julietta instructed, placing an Arepa in your hand. Luisa took it and placed it to your lips when your arm didn’t move. You took a bite and started to come back to a come an alert state. A couple more and the pain in your lungs and head faded.

“Better?” Luisa asked, you nodded, kissing her hand.

“Much, thank you.”

“Awww.” Isabella and Mirabel were standing together watching the two of you.

“Thanks for fishing me out earlier.” You said to Isabella, she smiled.

“You’re welcome.” She curtsied and made a bunch of flowers bloom for emphasis.

“Show off.” Mirabel commented, lightly nudging her sister.

“I’m taking Y/n home.” Luisa announced. “She needs rest.” You were lifted into her arms again and packed back up the hill.

“Amor, are you upset with me?” You asked, reaching up to cup her face.

“With you? No.” The unspoken portion left hanging in the air.

“How were you supposed to know I was going to fall asleep the minute I wasn’t being watched. Clairvoyance isn’t your gift.” Tears started to slip down her cheeks. You shifted to loop you’re arms around her neck. “I’m okay. I promise.”

“How did that happen anyway? One minute you’re helping with laundry, the next Isabella is yelling for me and you’re crumpled in the fountain.”

“The priest was about to suffer the same fate, I slipped redirecting him.”

“You shoulda…” she trailed off.

“Yeah, maybe we don’t wish ill on the priest. Abuella is devout after all.”

“I just…” an exasperated sigh followed.

“I know, you hate it when I’m hurt, I’m not really a fan either.” That earned a little smile. “I wasn’t kidding about that three of you comment though.”

“Stop it, Dolores can hear us.” Luisa blushed.

“Pretty sure she’s heard your parents and hers doing the horizontal tango.”

“No.” Luisa gasped, trying to block the realization.

“The beast with two backs.”

“Quit.” Her face went even redder, sympathy in her eyes for her cousin.

“You could even say they-“

“Dove, I am begging you.”

“Alright, alright, I’ll stop.” You had reached Cassita’s threshold by this point, and Luisa made a bee-line for her room. She set you down on the bed before loosing her shoes and getting in with you. You were pulled on top on her, your head resting on her chest.

“Promise me you’ll let the next person fall in.”

“You know I can’t.” Heavy sigh. “That’s part of why you love me.”

“Ya’know, this you being right thing is a real pain sometimes.”

“Ah, but I’m your pain.”

“I love you.”

sub sevika just makes my brain going mush AAHHH 

Bedroom Eyes - collared!Sevika x Femdom!Reader

Summary: Sevika comes in for regular sessions but she leaves with a little something extra.

A/N: This ended up being a little longer than I thought. I really indulged myself with shameless s*x and emotions. I can't help it, I love to pine. This was not proofread so all mistakes are my own. xoxo Ravioli <3

Warnings: smut 18+, collaring, leash tugging, shoe worship, leg worship, strap on use, reader only goes by 'Mistress', slight pup/pet play, language, slight angst with a happy ending

PS: Some of the titles of my fics are names of songs I associate the story with. This one is Bedroom Eyes by the Dum Dum Girls if you want to give it a listen <3

Minors do NOT interact

*Knock knock*

You'd be lying if you said you weren't anticipating your session with a certain brute force woman.

Sevika had been coming to you for months now. You weren't like the other girls that worked at Babette's. You took on a much different interest once you got comfortable and acquired the type of clientele that fit your 'talents'.

Never really been one to take any lip, playing nice and submitting felt like a waste to what you were truly capable of in your line of work. Word spread about you being one of the top Domme's at the brothel, which eventually brought in more customers seeking your services. All of them paid very handsomely as well. Especially Sevika.

You turned to meet the tall woman at the entryway. A smile made its way to your face when you noticed how meek she looked waiting for you to acknowledge her. Even though her stance stayed strong and tall, her back was stiff, eyes didn't come up to meet yours, and her hands fiddled at her sides.

Your head tilted to the side, "Always on time aren't you...Puppy?" The way the pet name left your lips flicked a switch inside the brunette. She wasn't in the head space yet, but she sure as hell was about to be. Sevika felt a tingle in the back of her head as that word wormed its way through her ear and twisted itself deep in the back of her mind.

"Don't get all shy on me now, pet. You can speak." You said to mostly reassure the woman. You wanted her to submit, not be afraid of her time here.

"My apologies, I'd never be late for you, Mistress." Just like your pet name for the taller woman affected her, the honorific she spoke back affected you. A title that already built you up but when spoken from her felt like it was laced in praise and gold.

"You certainly never are. Come in, make yourself comfortable while I grab some things." You gave Sevika a comforting smile before walking away to a dresser. The brunette slowly paced up to a couch with a long coffee table in front. On the table laid a crystal glass cup, a pack of smokes that Sevika mentioned she liked in passing that come from the Topside, and a bottle of stout whiskey.

Sevika grabbed the bottle and poured herself a heavy shot, admiring the small gesture and shuffles coming from the other side of the room. Hearing you move about but not being able to see what you were doing made the hair on the back of her neck stand in anticipation. She always looked forward to these sessions.

Sevika sprawled out on the couch a little more hoping to ease some of her nerves. Metal arm resting on the back of the head rest with her organic hand and glass resting on her lap. She swirled the liquid around and admired its reflections of light. Suddenly, you rounded into her field of view wearing an all black ensemble of a soft halter neck bra, baggy pants that only hugged your waist, and a leash and collar in each hand.

"I hope you don't mind me spoiling you a little, but I do look forward to seeing my favorite pet." You flashed her a wink that made her blush and duck her head. Her breathing became heavy as you walked up behind her. You let the back of your fingers touch the little hairs on the back of her neck as you wrapped the thick black studded collar around Sevika's muscular neck. Her breathing hitched at the tiny sparks of electricity. Her hand gripped the glass a little tighter and shook as she brought it to her lips for a sip.

When you fixed the collar to a suitable size you made your way back around the front of the sofa. Sevika's large fingers pawed at the tag and ring that dangled down to hit her collar bone. She couldn't see but felt little grooves on the front and back of the circular tag. A tiny bit of warmth spread through her chest. She felt like she belonged somewhere; here. Under you.

Once you came around to the front, you sought purchase on her lap. Sevika's face blushed once more at your closeness. Your hands felt the front of her top just at the hem and moved their way up. Your fingers brushing lightly over her breasts and grazing the spot her nipples rested behind the fabric. A small huff escaped from her mouth. The sound made you lift your eyes to look into her own steel colored orbs. Her pupils constantly expanding and shrinking.

Sevika was too distracted to even notice that you latched the leash to the o-ring. "Thank you for the gifts, Mistress." Your left hand came up to wrap the leash around it a couple times while the other touched her cheek. "Good behavior warrants good gifts, pet."

She shuddered. Yes, she is a good pet. "Now finish your drink so we can move to the bed." In a flash of a gulp, Sevika downed what little was left of the shot in her glass and lifted herself. You led the two of you back to the large plush bed that rested against the center of the back wall.

You sat down on the mattress with grace and crossed your legs. The brunette's gaze still baring down to you waiting for her first command of the session. You let your tongue peek out to wet your lips and in a sudden yank, pulled the leash on Sevika's collar. "Kneel in position."

She dropped like lightning, not wasting any time. Back straight, shoulders back, palms down. You let her have a confirming smile. Gods she was so good. Your ankle rolled around in front of Sevika's face and her eyes followed the circular motion.

"You look so hungry puppy. Have you been a good girl? Have you missed your Mistress?" You mocked in a sad tone, you knew Sevika was craving the control and release only you could give her.

"Yes, I-I've missed you a lot, Mistress." She always got nervous when you made her admit her feelings out loud but she needed to be more open, especially if she was going to serve to you. Your free hand moved slowly up your leg to the hem of your pants when you started to pull them down. Down passed your hips, then thighs. Down passed your calves and your ankles until they came completely off.

Sevika was drooling. That submissive voice in the back of her brain screaming to worship your long legs. She was so engrossed in her admiration for the softness of your legs that her eyes nearly skipped the all black shiny new strap and harness that rested around your waist.

You had been packing under your pants this whole time. Sevika's body vibrated with the anticipation of being claimed by you. You chuckled lowly. You noticed the intense hypnotizing stare the other woman was giving your lower body. Right hand moved up to grip the base of your faux member. You stroked it a couple times to rile up your muscular lover a little bit more.

"You look so good on your knees for me. Be a good little slut and worship Mistress' heels. If you're good enough she'll give your a big treat." Your smile bordered on malicious. You loved riling up the larger woman. She ducked down holding your eye contact while bringing her mouth down to the top of your shoe.

Her cheek rubbed at the top of your foot while her hand caressed your ankle. Her fingers moved up and down feeling the small width of your legs down to the tiny point of the heel. The amount of embarrassment felt so good. Her core pulsed with want as you watched her nuzzle and lick at your shiny black shoes.

This part was never so much Sevika's forte but she always wanted to worship. Her favorite body part were your legs that she held on hope that you'd let her worship next. She'd go to church every day if it meant she could bow between your thighs and praise the apex that barely peek from behind the strap.

You were moaning a little more now, still stroking yourself at the sight of such a strong and scary woman literally at your feet. She was the most beautiful like this. You tugged lightly up on the leash.

"Move your way up slowly Puppy." A whimper that was stuck in the back of Sevika's throat shot out as she surged her lips against your shin. The soft skin was unparalleled to anything she had ever felt before. She left sloppy open mouth kisses everywhere while her deft finger grazed up and down to feel the taught muscles and thick thighs that stretched above her.

Your breathing grew. All of the tingles from Sevika's mouth and hands began to spur you on more. The wetness between your legs started to seep down your folds. You were going to wreck her in the best way.

"Such a good girl," you purred, "your mouth is making me more wet by the minute Puppy. Remove your pants." Sevika didn't want to tear her hands away from where she was making your skin the most warm but her body was feeling trapped behind her tight clothes.

She was fumbling too much with the belt and it made her frustrated. Stupid thing giving her problems at a time like this, accidentally caused her to nip at your thigh. You yelped in surprise before giving her a warning tug. "Don't fuck it up now Princess. Bad dogs don't get treats."

"I'm sorry Mistress, I won't do it again." She made work of the belt finally getting it off and undoing the buttons and zipper of her pants. Before she could move her face closer to your cunt, you pulled her up from her place.

Sevika's knees looked deliciously red where she was kneeling. Her pants dropped the rest of the way off when she stood. You yanked her forward and surged your pointer and middle finger straight between her thighs feeling the wetness that was leaking out.

"Who made you wet like this Pet?"

"You Mistress." Your ministrations sped up at her answer.

"Who do you worship when no ones looking?"

"You Mistress." Her breathing was faltering, a fire began to dance behind your eyes.

"Who do you belong to?"

"Y-you Mistress." She whined and you pulled her forward hungrily taking her lips in yours. Your fingers dipped shallowly into her entrance to gather more slick only to move your hand away and rub your strap with her wetness. Your left hand wrapped more around the leash leaving little space between you and your sub. Your right hand reached back out to pull Sevika forward by her thighs.

Her body was moving on autopilot. Head fuzzy as she melted against your mouth. The way your tongue took hers sent goosebumps down her body. Her hands braced your shoulders while both of her strong thighs rested on either side of yours. She was moaning and whimpering into your mouth and you swallowed every single one. It fueled the feral fire inside your own body that screamed to take this woman in all of her glory.

You positioned the head of the strap at her plush entrance. Sevika rutted her hips against the feeling controlling herself to not take anymore than what was given. As your kisses got more intense, your left hand pulled harder on the black leather leash. The brunette's hips sank down slowly and absorbed the girth and length of your silicone toy into her wanting sex. A deep guttural moan weeped from her dark lips. So much need coursed through her body. Her muscles flexed involuntarily from the feeling of you buried inside of her.

Your hand massaged her thick thigh before moving back to cup her full ass cheek. Your hands palmed the soft flesh to encourage the woman to move against you more.

"You're taking me so well Pet. Such a good submissive slut for me." Sevika whimpered more at the praise. Her brain turned to mush at all of the stimulation she was receiving. If she couldn't get praise from her real job, she always knew she could get it from you. The feeling of being taken and collared began to make her body warm and her heart pound. The pressure of you tugging at her neck matched the pressure of the strap pressing against her spongey spot. She was seeing swirls behind her eyes caused by the immense pleasure that spread through her core.

You gripped her ass tighter and clenched your jaw. You were losing all control watching this brute of a woman willingly fall apart at your control. You couldn't stop staring at the way her pussy took in your toy every time you pushed it in. You wanted, no, needed more. You knew exactly what she was capable of.

The power of leaving this strong and modified woman a whimpering, crying mess at your will made your hips fuck faster into her. Her chest rose and fell heavily while sweat began to permeate her cropped top. Your hand moved away from her ass to grab her jaw.

"Lay on the bed and remove your top, now Pet." Your voice was demanding and it made Sevika whine. She mourned the loss of the sensation inside of her but she abided. The pleasure fogging her mind made her rush to take off her tight top and plopped down to the soft cold satin sheets.

When her eyes met you again, you had tore off your own top and stared down at where she lay. Confidence and power rolled off of you in waves. Her eyes trailed down to your bare chest to take in everything, the adrenaline making your nipples stand erect in the exposed air. She noticed how soft and full they looked and how they sat perfectly. The anticipation made her grip the sheets between her hands and spread her legs to welcome you in.

"I'm going to ruin you for anyone one else, Puppy. You're spread out so good like the hungry dog that you are." Sevika's eyes rolled into her head at your words. She was going to lose it.

You climbed up to her on the bed and wrapped her thighs around your smaller hips before plunging the glistening toy right back into her cunt. Sevika screamed when the toy slammed back into her g-spot. Her organic hand gripped the sheets tighter while the metal one ripped holes into the soft material. Your pace was hard and fast and there was no way you were going to let up. Her loud moans turned into incessant babbling as your piece hit into her over and over and over.

Her whole body was shaking in ecstasy. Her breasts tempting you as they bounced with each thrust. "Gods, you're so pretty like this. My stupid little sub being my best fuck toy." Your head dipped to her chest and your hand shoved two fingers in her open mouth.

Sevika automatically sucked on your digits that were still slightly sweet from when you touched her earlier. Her fat tongue swirled in between and around as best she could with how deep they were pressing towards the back of her throat. Your own tongue followed the same movement as hers around her hardened nipple. Her skin was salty with the light sheen of sweat that coated her body. Her breast felt so soft pressed against your face as your pressed into her more to suck her stiff bud harder into your mouth.

The larger woman wanted to cum so bad. She was close but she was still missing the stimulation she craved to her clit. The nub pulsed with want. The pressure of the flare base that slapped against her skin wasn't stimulating enough. But she knew it'd all be over once you gave her that last bit of sweet attention.

Your sucking and biting was ruthless. When you released her breast with a pop, you lifted and noticed all of the red marks littering her chest. You were smiling down as your hips continued your rough pace inside of Sevika. Not remembering when you made those, you must have lost control while you were down there. You gave one single thrust until you slowed the roll of your hips. Your sub was still whimpering something around your fingers.

"Use your words Puppy. What do you need?" A string of spit connected your fingers to her mouth when you moved them away to let her speak. "Please Mistress, I need you." You smirked and tilted your head.

"I'm filling you up with my cock and sucking your chest. What more does my greedy slut need?" The other woman's breathing was heavily labored.

"M-my clit please. Wanna cum on your cock, s-so close."

You let out a mocking laugh. "Such a greedy little dog. You want more pleasure? If you don't cum with me, I will either not let you or I will punish you." Sevika nodded against the pillow, trying to focus her blurry sight on you.

Your hand came up and slapped the non scarred side of her face, "Use your words, Pet." Sevika arched her back at the sting.

"I u-understand, M-mistress."

"Good Dog."

You slammed your hips once more into her. You could feel her cunt sucking you in with every hard thrust you administered. You brought your spit covered fingers down to rub the laziest circles on Sevika's swollen clit. A tear rolled down her face at the finality of having that coursing feeling. You let your left hand come back up to the neglected leash that hung off the side of her one golden shoulder. You gripped the strap with as much strength you could muster to hit up into Sevika's weeping sex. The feeling of your skin pressing up against hers with her body shaking and moaning under you was bringing you closer. Your hips were stuttering while your fingers moved haphazard and without rhythm on her hard clit.

"I'm so close, Puppy. Cum with me, baby." Her clit pulsed and she clenched around you when you called her 'baby'. It was one of the more domestic pet names you've said to date. Even though being called 'Dog' or 'Puppy' sparked that secret submissive nature, calling her 'baby' lit a whole new fire.

"I wanna cum so bad with you, Mistress. Please, please, please..."

Your fingers rubbed faster and harder, your hips went deeper and deeper. The coil in your own stomach close to breaking and you weren't going to stop it for anything.

"3..."

"Please, please..."

"2..."

More pleas and drool fell from her mouth.

"1..."

Your hips snapped and sputtered as you came hard. The feeling of your own orgasm made you press the toy deep inside. Sevika came seconds later when you snapped your hips in your blind ecstasy. She moaned loud and deep, as the pleasure made her eyes roll into her head and her body spasm with tremors as wetness coated the strap and a little seeped out. It was the hardest she's came in her whole life.

Your own wetness leaked down your inner thighs while you caught your breath. You looked down on your pet, rubbing circles on her hips. Her body was soaked in sweat. The shiny gleam of her chest caught your eye while her breasts lifted and fell. Her soft lips were parted and her eyes were closed but twitched as they moved frantically behind her darkened lids.

Her sweaty body almost looked like it was covered in small diamonds. You took the time to take in each divot and curve of her muscles while you still had the opportunity. Sevika looked like art, crafted carefully from the finest marble. If you didn't know better you'd say that she was created to resemble a Goddess of war and strength.

Your hands mindlessly ran up both of her arms. She was made for force, whether it was natural or if she built herself up that way. She was known for striking fear and doing all of Silco's dirty work, yet she came to you every week and gave herself as if she were the most lax kitten.

Your fingers were now feeling up her chest just above her full breasts and slipping up the follow the dips of her collar bone. Your chest swelled with pride, and...something else. It made you swoon to think that you got to see the best of this woman. The most devoted of Zaun's inhabitants.

Her eyes fluttered open, and your breath hitched. Her grey eyes stared deeply into your own. When did your right hand come up to her cheek? Your thumb ran over the blue shimmering scars. They looked something beautiful like waves in a far off sea, or the speckles in an opal you saw once.

Her eyes welled up as you both gazed at each other. Her body running on exhaustion and autopilot. Her heart started to hammer in her chest. 'Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry' she tried to will herself. In her distraction she didn't notice when your lips met hers. The warmth in Sevika's chest finally burst. She doesn't remember a time in all of her sessions when you've ever kissed her like this. Sometimes it happened in the heat of the moment but never like this.

You were pouring so much emotion into the kiss. Trying to convey an emotion the two of you rarely felt from anyone else or for another person. What was that feeling? Both of your lips fit together like pieces completing a puzzle. The brunette's strong arms came up to wrap around your waist. She craved for your body to be closer impossibly even though you were still resting inside of her.

Sevika took in a sharp inhale at the mental image of what the two of you must look like. Sweaty broken messes, tangled up after the heat of a raw and intense session. She felt something wet and warm hit her cheek and roll down where your hand pressed against the side of her face. When she separated from your mouth, you quickly moved to sit up and hide your face. You carefully removed yourself from inside your sub before running to put a robe around yourself.

Sevika's body shot up to reach out for you. Her heart was barely containing itself from inside its cage. What was happening? Her body ran cold at the thought that you were about to break this whole thing off. She began to sweat again in the silent anticipation of what might happen next.

"You were a very good girl today, Puppy. I look forward to seeing you again soon." Your sentence was controlled but Sevika could hear the wobble in your voice. Why were you...crying? Relief briefly washed over the bigger woman but something was still bothering her. Her heart didn't cease its beating. It felt like it was about to jump out of her throat.

She lifted from the bed and padded over to where you stood. Her hands came up to slowly wrap around your waist. Your body stiffened at the feeling before a sob jumped its way out. How could this have happened? When did you start feeling like this?

"I know this is complicated. Some of the words are very hard to find especially when you don't know what some of those words are."

Sevika whispered into your hair close to your ear from where her chin rested against your shoulder.

"It really looks like we have more in common than just...this."

Your hands dropped from covering your mouth and turned around in her strong arms. The redness in your eyes from your tears made the colors shine brighter. Sevika started to drown in your gaze but she had to pull herself together. Finish this.

"I'm not too good with words. But there's this feeling I get. When you call me by my pet names. When you called me...'baby'. I don't think I can walk away from this session the same way I have been able to."

Your brows scrunched together as your eyes started to well up again.

"What are you trying to say, Pup?"

The taller woman giggled at your use of her pet name. She softened at the small bit of comfort.

"I think I'm trying to say...I would like to see you more. Outside of these walls. I...uh...you deserve more than you've probably allowed yourself to have."

She was right. You knew she was speaking in a way that showed that she had also been denying herself some of the fruits of life trying to fight her way into a better world for everyone that had ever been cast aside into the Lanes. She was always going to have to be the scary attack dog for Silco but would you be able to accept the mask she had to put on for the world? Even though she was going to remove it for you when she returned?

"I think I have more than enough time to learn new tricks." You gave Sevika a watery wink before you slipped your head into the crook of her neck. She smelled of sweat, sex, and faint lotion.

Her arms wrapped tighter around you in a protective embrace. Her chin resting over the crown of your head.

Yes, new tricks indeed.

Dating HCs For the Madrigal Girls

Ok so I'm just doing the ones over 18, respect that or be blocked.

Also for convenience these will all be pre-movie hcs. Just so we don't have to get into my ideas of how all of them would change as they heal and grow.

Warnings: Romance, kissing, probably swear words, kinda long post

Isabela Madrigal

You two meet in town. Maybe you're impressed with her from the beginning, maybe she has to work for your recognition but either way she is hooked on you.

She starts hoping to see you around but can't work up the courage to really seek you out for a lot of reasons, some of them dealing with her need to be perfect and some with the compulsion to do as Abuela would see fit.

Pines after you a lot because she's really into you but is seeing someone else and doesn't want to risk disappointing the family by breaking up with Mariano

Ends up seeming a lot like she hates you. She's just so frustrated by her circumstances and can't figure out how to help herself bc all her options seem terrible, and it ends up making her mouth off to you a lot because it relieves a bit of that stress.

Maybe when she accidentally pushes it and can tell she actually hurt you she panics because the last thing she wants is to hurt you or make you leave and she opens up and it's... a lot.

She yells. At one point there are tears born of some emotion she can't identify. Her fuming face is so cute.

After that you come up with the pragmatic if not morally upright solution that Isabela wishes she'd considered: secret relationship.

It's so damn easy to pull off oml

Isabela knows what's going on when in her house so she can tell when it's a good night for you to come over. She'll grow bright pink flowers on your door if she wants to see you that night, and she lets you up into her room with vines.

It's very Rapunzel-esque

You two are the cuddliest couple in private. She can't get enough of you and she demands you stay well into the night to make up for all the affection you can't share during the day.

Apologizes (albeit awkwardly) for everything she said/did before. Explains herself but not in an excuse way, she just wants you to know she never, ever held any real ill will toward you because she adores you.

Doesn't feel as guilty as she probably should for cheating on Mariano. What can she say, she's selfish. She never wanted him anyway, and it's not like he's gotta know you exist

Prefers to sneak into your room to lessen the chance of Dolores hearing you two. That loudmouth (as much love as Isa has for her) is not ruining her happiness.

She likes you playing with her hair as long as you don't tangle it, and likes to play with your hair if you'll let her. She'll definitely put flowers in it, it's a nice touch that ties you to her visually

If anyone finds out about you two she will intimidate them into silence and then run to you to privately panic.

Dolores Madrigal

You meet in town while Dolores is out getting something the family needs, idk flour or something. She finds you so cute immediately and shit she's in love this is a lot-

Gets to know you a bit and now she's really really in love. Pines a little but not much. Only, you're not engaged to her sister so she's happy to tell you exactly how she feels. And boy does she, her confession is something out of a book.

Your noise is the only good noise. If she can hear you just a bit more than she can hear everyone else she's happy

Not extremely touchy but she is affectionate. Knows all the little details of your life and has very sweet and specific compliments for you

Wants to feel like you notice her above all others. She knows she's quiet and easily overlooked when paired with flamboyant siblings who have flashy gifts and three outspoken, charismatic cousins. You're the one person whose focus is her and she loves that.

Goes to you when she's overwhelmed from all the noise and just wants to hang out quietly.

Probably reads to you when you're cuddling, I see her as a reader of romance novels.

Has a very sneaky sense of humor. You don't realize how funny she is until you're together but man is she a firecracker.

Probably introduces you to her family very quickly. She wants them to know who has her so happy.

Camilo is a menace as usual and will try to pass himself off as your friends and relatives to see what you say about her. He needs teasing material for his big sis okay?

Félix needs you to simp for Dolores the way he simps for Pepa or he doesn't fully approve. But he likes you fine either way and he knows his baby can handle herself.

Pepa cried and soaked the room. Antonio immediately asked if you're going to be the next Madrigal. Dolores was so embarrassed but like 👀👀👀👀 would you like to???

Likes to steal your clothes or accessories and wouldn't mind it if you did the same. It's just nice to see you parading around flaunting something that you got from her

You'll rub off on her and she might pick up some of your mannerisms. She doesn't mean to, you're just so cute it's contagious!

Tells you the hottest gossip and the rat telenovelas. She likes to come to you with all this information because a lot of the time like with Bruno she can't tell anybody else.

Couple with the vibes of a pair of old cats.

Luisa Madrigal

Oh god. Are you trying to kill her?! She sees you for the first time while she's hauling the donkeys around and she nearly drops one because sweet mother of fuck you're pretty.

Her crush on you is obvious from the beginning. She goes out of her way to talk to you, invites you on walks with her when she's working (gotta be efficient improvise adapt overcome), pretty much memorizes everything about you and if she had it her way your feet may never touch the ground again with how often she carries you.

Please put her out of her misery and ask her out, she's never gonna get a hint because her default setting is 'I am physically incapable of emotions that are unproductive'

Still more or less the same. "I have such a crush on my gf" vibes

Calls you every nickname in the book, and even the way she says your normal name feels like a pet name

Such a sucker for the soft affection. Kiss the back of her hand and you can see the flustered feeling bubble-ify her lungs.

Scalp massages when she takes her hair out of its bun? Rub her neck and shoulders because damn babe you sure do carry all that tension right here? Any excuse to have you touching her babe, it's the most soothing thing in the world to her.

Bear hugs that crush your soul back into your body quite nicely. Weighted blanket? Who needs one? You have Luisa.

Her parents trust her so you can sleep in her room and she gives the best cuddles. You always feel so warm and welcome and safe.

The secret room Casita gave her inside her normal room is a fantastic date spot, she loves it in there

She has a huge sweet tooth (I picture her being specifically a sea salt and caramel kind of girl) and if you get or make her something she's gonna be so happy

You're gonna have to build your schedule around her schedule because her work comes before even her own health

If you manage to convince her to take a break or rest a bit she will need you to take her mind off her responsibilities completely or else she'll be too anxious to have a good time

She'd loooooove to have a relaxing girls' night in type deal where you do those at home spa treatments and face masks and paint each other's nails and watch movies. It just feels so soft, which is something she never gets to be.

Opens up to you... kind of. She tells you stuff like how she wishes she had more time for you and on bad days she lets you comfort her but you don't truly know for certain how much it's all weighing on her until she completely breaks. She relies on you so heavily when that happens.

An early riser but won't force you to be. She'll be happy to bring you breakfast in bed on special occasions though, and she really treats you like royalty.

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.

Madrigals with a Doctor Strange!Reader

summary ; what would happen if the Madrigals were to suddenly meet a young woman who was akin to them, yet so different, so peculiar… She was unpredictable yet reliable, who exactly is she?

In where the family of Madrigals met a sorceress who had recently moved in, what could perhaps be their reactions to your enchanting abilities?

Note ; nyeht, nada! Alright so I was brainrotting and SUDDENLY this amazing idea for the Doctor Strange!Reader just came up and I FELL IN LOVE. So guaranteed for a one shot (possibly series if I have the motivation lol) on this Doctor Strange!Reader. The Scarlet Witch!Reader will be postponed cuz I just gotta write the idea down, quick!

Also Carlos will be added here, aight enjoy! This is different from the one shot I will be making, because this post will contain headcanons on [name] who studies Mystic Arts and moves into Encanto while the one shot contains on [name] bumping into the Madrigals outside of Encanto. And yes, Carlos will be there :>

Doctor Strange!Reader x Madrigals (work under the cut!)(Not beta read)

No specific pronouns

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Let Me Show You Everything.

Y/n had lived out her life in Encanto, but she had been kept well away from the rest of the people. Her mother went out regularly, but demanded she stay away from those accursed Madrigals. From her window, on some occasions, she could see the Madrigals helping people. There was one in particular, her name unknown to Y/n , she had lifted a bridge, carrying it safely to the river bank dropping it as though it weighed little more than a book.

Y/n often wondered about her. From a distance, it appeared that she was beautiful, with dark curls and large luminous eyes.

When the house on the hill crumbled, y/n heard the commotion, but her windows showed no view. Her mother, however, was in a very smug mood.

“Those cursed Madrigals are finally cured.” She announced over dinner. “Their unholy gifts have been revoked.” Y/n said nothing, nodding dutifully.

“Now that their gifts are no longer a distraction, we can arrange your marriage to Mariano.” Y/n nodded again.

Y/n’s mothers, as the days passed grew less and less smug. She said nothing, but Y/n heard the rumors under her window when she was able to open it a crack. The village had pulled together to repair Cassa Madrigal. Alma Madrigal was just as influential as she had ever been. Y/n couldn’t help but feel a bit of thrill at that news. Perhaps the strong one was safe too.

Y/n sat quietly in her room as her mother appeared to be having a massive fight with the furniture downstairs. The next day, things were far too calm.

“Y/n dress and come down here” her mother commanded.

Y/n complied wordlessly, she was surprised to find her mother standing at the door waiting.

“Come, we go to make a match.” Y/n nodded again. She blinked as they stepped out into the morning light. Y/n had been out in the sun so rarely that it was difficult to not stop and enjoy the warmth. She hurried along behind her mother trying to keep pace on the way up the hill.

Her mother knocked roughly on the door and stamped her foot impatiently to be let in. Y/n took the pause as a chance to look over the Cassita. It was a massive and welcoming structure, brightly colored, with the scent of delicious food wafting out.

The door opened of its own accord, revealing the entire Madrigal family. Y/n took a quick step back out of surprise.

“Senora L/n, to what do we owe the pleasure, it is not often that you have called upon us.” Alma Madrigal greeted, with a hint of coolness in her tone. From behind her, a small boy of about five waved at Y/n. She offered a small wave in return. Which prompted a bunch of small waves from the other family members who had not seen their youngest member wave first.

“Alma!” Your mother greeted, a fake sweetness in her voice. Y/n gritted her teeth. “We have much to discuss, and with your son too.” Y/n blinked. So, no Mariano. Interesting. A disheveled older man with circles under his eyes gave a very confused look to them both.

“Very well, join us in the dining room, won’t you?” Senora Madrigal agreed, waving the rest of the family off.

As soon as everyone was seated, Y/n’s mother started in. “We have come to ask of you and your son-“

“You want her fortune read, got it, come on kid.” The man blurted out, grabbing Y/n’s wrist and dragging her off.

“Senoir, I don’t think that is what my mother meant.” Y/n said as she was dragged up the stairs.

“Trust me kid, I know. But you’re around Luisa’s age. Too young for me if we’re being totally honest. Not that you’re ugly of anything, and I’m not really opposed to marriage as an institution, but “ rapid intake of breath before the next flight of stairs. “You were born when I was an honest to goodness adult. That’s not right.”

Y/n blinked. That was not the expected response. “Thank you for your candor Senior-“

“Please, just call me Bruno.” Bruno said leading her into his room which was.

“Oh my…” the room was a massive messa.

“So, here’s my idea. We see your future, we tell my Mama she sends yours packing, we don’t get married. Sound good?” Y/n nodded before looking concerned.

“What if it’s bad?” Bruno blinked, before taking a deep breath.

“Sometimes the bad things lead to good things later, it just takes time.” Y/n nodded again.

“Please show me my fate, Bruno.”

The circle of sand was created and he indicated for her to sit down. He sat up straight and began to focus before stopping.

“Give me your hands, that way you don’t have to take my word for what I see.” Y/n offered her hands and he took them carefully. “You’re really pale. Anyway.”

The sand began to spin around them, creating a bubble.

“Hey, it’s Cassita! That’s interesting. It looks like you live here.” Bruno commented, y/n could see herself in the sands doing odd tasks with the rest of the family. Suddenly the strong woman swept her up, placing her forehead against y/n’s and kissing her deeply. The vision ended there.

“Speaking of Luisa!” Bruno said cheerfully, offering over the green glass sheet of them, still locked in that embrace. “Okay, now you’re really pale.”

“My mother won’t allow-”

“We don’t tell her then. We say I saw you were living here and then tell Mama the truth later.”

“We can do that?”

“Yes, you look like you need some sun and actual food anyway.” He stood offering her his hands again, “Welcome to the family… what was your name?”

“Y-y/n.” She stood taking the offered hands. He carefully tucked the glass under his poncho before hustling back down the stairs.

“She won’t marry me, but she will live with us!” Bruno announced before anyone could say anything.

“Then who will she marry?” Her mother demanded.

“Dunno, but she lives here now. That’s what the vision said.” Alma gave her son the side eye, but nodded after looking at them both for a long moment.

“Since she will become a Madrigal either way, is there anything you require from us?”

Her mother looked stunned. “You would just take her?”

“Of course.”

“I-EEEEEEEEEEEEE!” One of the rats appeared on Bruno’s shoulder sending her mother sprinting from Cassita.

“Bruno, will you explain what is going on?” Wordlessly he handed over the glass. The silence was deafening.

Then, like a sunrise after a storm, the Madrigal Matriarch began to smile. “It is unusual, but I will not stand in the way of my granddaughter’s happiness. What is your name, dear one?”

“Y/n.” She offered softly.

“I think you and Luisa should become acquainted.” She stood from the table, and handed the glass y/n. “Guard your destiny and Luisa’s heart well.” She instructed as she walked from the room.

They stepped into the courtyard, only to find the girl with very tall hair whispered frantically to the strong one, they jumped apart quickly. Luisa was blushing furiously, and went even redder when she looked at Y/n.

“Dolores. What are you doing?” Senora Madrigal asked.

“Just, uh, passing something along?” She received only an eyebrow raise in response before she scurried to her room.

Luisa took a step forward. “Uh hi.” She offered a smaller wave than before and dropped her hands behind her back, rocking on the balls of her feet. “So Tio Bruno saw, uh, us?” She pointed between y/n and herself and rubbed the back of her neck.

“Yes. Do you want to see?” Y/n asked taking a step forward as well. She offered the glass.

“Uh nah, I believe you. Well, uh, you wanna go for a walk or, uh, something?” She gestured towards the door and then thought for a moment and looked horrified. “W-with me, I mean. I’m not telling you to go for a walk by yourself. You look like you could use some outside time. I mean.”

“That’s what I said!” Bruno chimed in, only to get a sharp look from Senora Madrigal.

“I would like that.” Y/n said, holding a hand out to the beautiful woman across from her. “I’ve never had the opportunity to see much of the town beyond my window view.” Luisa blinked, looking down at her hand and then up at her face. The light of understanding blazed to life in her eyes, and she gently took the much smaller hand into her own.

“Let me show you everything!” Luisa said earnestly before leading y/n out to see all that she’d missed.

IF REQUESTS ARE OPEN THEN ILL ASK FOR(IF YOU’VE WATCHED) HANAKO KUN CAMILO X NENE YASHIRO READER

IF YOU HAVENT, THEN MAYBE JUST CUDDLING FLUFF WITH HIM

𝐶𝑈𝐷𝐷𝐿𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝐻𝐸𝐴𝐷𝐶𝐴𝑁𝑂𝑁𝑆 - 𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑶

♡︎ 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔. camilo madrigal, carlos madrigal, mirabel madrigal, luisa madrigal.

♡︎ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈. none!! except some encanto spoilers-

♡︎ 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆. i decided to add most of the madrigal grandkids!! and carlos cause why wouldnt i. i also havent watched tbhk yet but ill watch it soon!!

first on the most to want to cuddle list is.. LUISA MADRIGAL!

she is definitely a cuddly person. you cant change my mind. shes afraid she'll crush you to death in her sleep though, so the cuddles have to be you hugging her so that she wont.. crush you.

i think she likes being little spoon! but if you need comforting or whatever, shes happy to be big spoon!

cuddling with her is super fun, and she definitely cuddles with you when she needs comforting. like when she feels weak, or when her gift was fading. you're her comfort!!! youre the person who she looks to for comfort and reassurance

sometimes when you cuddle and shes sad, shes fine with silence. she just needs you with her.

second on the list is.. MIRABEL MADRIGAL!

she is definitely someone who will hug you even if youre sleeping together, just walking, sad, or anything! hugs are her thing! i hc her as an extremely affectionate person so cuddles are a must. i cannot guarantee if you two are cuddling and you want to just talk to eachother that she wont fall asleep on accident.

whenever you two cuddle, if mirabel or you dont fall asleep, you two are talking about random things you think are interesting. or like when she saw the house breaking, when she was tio bruno, etc etc. you two are always talking about that when you cuddle.

she probably switches between big spoon and little spoon, but most of the time shes little spoon!

when you two talk about secrets (or isabela before the whole casita breaking and gifts fading thing happening) but you have to be extra quiet!! cause dolores might hear you!! or antonio since theyre in the same room.

also she'll play with your hair if shes big spoon, but you better play with hers when shes little spoon >:/

speaking of antonio!! he always asks if he can join in or if he can hear what you two are talking about like any normal five year old would.

in third place we haaave.. *trumpet sounds* .. CAMILO MADRIGAL!

he strikes me as the type of guy to cuddle often. like luisa, he cuddles with you when he needs comfort or reassurance. cuddles with him are either silent or you two are having a conversation.

or when you dont feel like talking (like if your throat hurts or something) he's happy to ramble on whatever he can think about! or let you hear whatever little song he made up! (and yes im headcanoning that he makes up songs cause im also headcanoning that hes a theater kid.)

i feel like hes more of a little spoon, but i think he likes pillow talk instead of spooning a lot more. (one time you two were talking about why it was called spooning. you settled on it being cause some peoples body shapes are like spoons.)

fourth is.. CARLOS MADRIGAL!

look, he may not seem like the type of guy to like to cuddle but believe me he does. he secretly does. dont tell anyone about it though, he doesnt want to seem like his brother camilo >:/

hes a big spoon. but i swear if you somehow convince him to be little spoon he'll ask you if you can be big spoon from now on.

he doesnt really have a preference, but hes kind of likes spooning a lot more.

cuddles with him are really quiet, he doesnt talk alot and probably would playfully/jokingly tease you if youre rambling while youre cuddling.

but of course, he'll still listen to you talk about whatever youre talking about. i feel like he'd research on what you're talking about so next time you're cuddling or talking in general he'll know what you mean or throw in some theories or facts here and there.

♡︎ 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆. you can tell i have a favorite. BUT OMG MY FIRST ENCANTO HCS I HOPE THAT WAS OKAY

Relaxing headcannons with s/o for Isabela and Luisa?

Summary: Headcanons for Isabela and Luisa relaxing with their wonderful S/O

Warnings: None

Isabela:

-Her favorite way to relax is in the woods, alone with you away from the prying eyes of Encanto. Everything she has ever done had an audience and for once she just wants to be alone... But with you

-Showing you her favorite place to just exist is very therapeutic because she knows you love her the way she is, imperfections and all.

-This is a more self-indulgent garden, carnivorous plants, peculiarly shaped trees- no one tells her what to make next.

-Laying together in a hammock as she rambles on about her recent discoveries in botany, showing you her work like a child looking for approval.

- Isa info-dumping on you and you never get tired of listening, it makes her feel so happy and heard!

-Often Mirabel, Camilo or Antonio come out to get you both when you lose track of time or fall asleep in each other's arms. Have you missed meals before? Yeah totally you have

-You recommend making a swinging bench so you two don't fall asleep so often "Well if you weren't so peaceful maybe I wouldn't fall asleep, Mi Amor..!" Luisa:

-It is quite a transition to be working yourself to the bone then allowing yourself to relax, Luisa struggles with when to take a break.

-Often you'll be the one urging her to take a break and relax

-Her favorite way to relax is to play! Dancing, riding the donkeys, playing a board game, or Cards with you. Her second favorite is cuddling, having her head buried in your shoulder, giggling as you play with her hair

-Combine the two, Play guessing games while you lay together "I'm thinking of an animal that is really hard to find..." you take a while to guess but its a stick bug

-"Luisa that's cheating, Stick bugs are bugs, not animals..!" Okay maybe she likes to mess with you a little bit to keep you on your toes

-She doesn't fall asleep while relaxing very often because she is always keenly aware someone could need her soon, but sometimes she loses that when she is with you and completely lets go of that worry

-I'm going to say two words: Tickle Fights. ponder that

What anout a Luisa x a Reader who is skilled in massagong, like, the kind of skill that makes anyone melt out of relaxarion and the reader always hellps Luisa to relax after her long days of work, because ley's be honest, agter all the weight luisa has to carry, she deserves a good relaxing massage.

Love it!

Your arrangement had started after you had her help move a particularly heavy screen. She had been rather hesitant at first, feeling that she didn’t deserve such luxuries.

“This isn’t so bad, now is it?” You asked her exposed back as you kneaded her shoulders.

“No.” She sighed. You grinned at how hard she was trying to not be vocal. From then on, once a week, you would have her come over, just to move the screen s few inches, and the reward her with a nice massage.

“So we’re gonna have to stop doing this.” Luisa said during one of your weekly meetups.

“What? Why?” You asked.

“W-well, I l-like you and I uh.” She hesitated, rubbing the back of her neck.

“I like you too.” You said, stepping closer. “All the more reason to keep giving you free-bees.”

“But, won’t your other clients have a problem with this?”

“Don’t worry about them. Now strip and get on the table, I want to see if that knot in your left shoulder is resolving.” Luisa nodded and did as she was told once you were out of the room. By the time you moved in together, the familiarity with her body made the massages therapeutic for you as well, and when she was in her room, she felt no particular compilation to be quiet. You earned small gasps and sighs as your hands worked, the tension draining from her bit by bit until she was completely relaxed. Then it was time for a shower and off to bed, where you’d be snuggled close, her relaxed body, drawing comfort from your presence.

Head injury

You stood in the middle of the square, pretending to be just as useful as any member of the Madrigal clan. You helped an older member of the village fold her laundry, and kept the priest from taking a dunk in the fountain. Well, almost.

In grabbing the priest by the back of his shirt to keep him from going head long into the water, he had twisted, redirecting the momentum to throw you into the water by accident. There was a sharp pain in the top of your head that lead to an underwater gasp.

One of Isabella’s vines looped around your waist, pulling you from the water as you coughed and sputtered. Familiar arms pulled you from the vine, setting you on the side of the fountain.

“Dove, look at me.” Luisa’s voice sounded in front of you. You tried to open your eyes, but found your vision very foggy and distorted. You tried to speak, but the water in your lungs was making anything other than coughing near impossible. Another figure in blue rushed over, placing gentle hands on your face.

“Do you think you can eat?” You shook your head.

“What do we do?” A hint of fear invading Luisa tone.

“Keep her upright until the coughing settles down. Don’t let her go to sleep.” Julietta instructed. You weren’t sure how you could possibly sleep with the burning on the top of your head and your body’s attempts to remove a lung via your airway.

“I can work one handed.” Luisa said, picking you up so that your body was being held upright between her arm and her chest. You tried to argue that this was silly, but all that came out was a series of syllables and coughs that made no sense.

“Hey, don’t cough at her in that tone.” Camilo scolded playfully. You half laughed and then coughed some more. Luisa grumbled something about not making it worse and began gathering loose burros.

“They need better fences.” You rasped after a while. “This is like a *cough* daily thing.” You were placed gently on a rock. A hand wiped your forehead careful of the spot that had collided with the fountain.

“You okay?” Luisa asked, kissing your forehead softly.

“Peachy.” *wheeze* “Just peachy.”

“Let me finish this, and we’ll get you back to Mama. I won’t be happy until that spot on your head is mended.”

“Ah, so the coughing out a lung is f- *cough cough cough*”

“That’s what you get for being smart.” Luisa scolded, kick flipping a burro with extra gusto on to her shoulders. You stood and started to stagger after her.

“What are you doing?”

“Following all three of you, obviously. Not every day I get more than one of you.” You teased. She nearly dropped a burro.

“I. You. Stop it.” She managed, you were pretty sure she was blushing. “Stay there. I’ll be back.”

“Fine, leave me all by my lonesome.” You sighed dramatically and started coughing again. You could almost swear, through the visual fog that she was running. You wobbled back to the rock and sat. Damn this day had been tiring. You yawned, feeling a rush of exhaustion hit. A little nap wouldn’t hurt would it? Just as you started to doze you were shaken awake.

“Y/n! Wake up!” Luisa’s voice was frantic.

“I’m up I’m up.” You slurred. Why did everything feel heavy.

“I shouldn’t have left you. Damn it.”

“Why would you leave me. I’m adorable.” You joked. No response. “Amor, that’s the part where you tell me to shut up. Remember? We have this whole back and-“

“Mama!” Luisa yelled carrying you over, and setting you down on the table.

“I’m fine, really just tired.”

“Eat this dear.” Julietta instructed, placing an Arepa in your hand. Luisa took it and placed it to your lips when your arm didn’t move. You took a bite and started to come back to a come an alert state. A couple more and the pain in your lungs and head faded.

“Better?” Luisa asked, you nodded, kissing her hand.

“Much, thank you.”

“Awww.” Isabella and Mirabel were standing together watching the two of you.

“Thanks for fishing me out earlier.” You said to Isabella, she smiled.

“You’re welcome.” She curtsied and made a bunch of flowers bloom for emphasis.

“Show off.” Mirabel commented, lightly nudging her sister.

“I’m taking Y/n home.” Luisa announced. “She needs rest.” You were lifted into her arms again and packed back up the hill.

“Amor, are you upset with me?” You asked, reaching up to cup her face.

“With you? No.” The unspoken portion left hanging in the air.

“How were you supposed to know I was going to fall asleep the minute I wasn’t being watched. Clairvoyance isn’t your gift.” Tears started to slip down her cheeks. You shifted to loop you’re arms around her neck. “I’m okay. I promise.”

“How did that happen anyway? One minute you’re helping with laundry, the next Isabella is yelling for me and you’re crumpled in the fountain.”

“The priest was about to suffer the same fate, I slipped redirecting him.”

“You shoulda…” she trailed off.

“Yeah, maybe we don’t wish ill on the priest. Abuella is devout after all.”

“I just…” an exasperated sigh followed.

“I know, you hate it when I’m hurt, I’m not really a fan either.” That earned a little smile. “I wasn’t kidding about that three of you comment though.”

“Stop it, Dolores can hear us.” Luisa blushed.

“Pretty sure she’s heard your parents and hers doing the horizontal tango.”

“No.” Luisa gasped, trying to block the realization.

“The beast with two backs.”

“Quit.” Her face went even redder, sympathy in her eyes for her cousin.

“You could even say they-“

“Dove, I am begging you.”

“Alright, alright, I’ll stop.” You had reached Cassita’s threshold by this point, and Luisa made a bee-line for her room. She set you down on the bed before loosing her shoes and getting in with you. You were pulled on top on her, your head resting on her chest.

“Promise me you’ll let the next person fall in.”

“You know I can’t.” Heavy sigh. “That’s part of why you love me.”

“Ya’know, this you being right thing is a real pain sometimes.”

“Ah, but I’m your pain.”

“I love you.”