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Sleeping with Luisa was a very comforting experience 99.9 Percent of the time. Luisa was the cuddle queen, and had a special appreciation for warm fluffy blankets. However, there was the .01 percent that could be a real beast. You woke up with severe pain radiating from your ribs and made some alarmed and pained noises that snapped Luisa back to consciousness.
“Huh? Wha? Oh! Oh My God What Did I Do?!?” Luisa was across the room, hair disheveled, and night gown off a shoulder as she stoop looking horrified in less time than it took Camilo to prank someone.
“Baby, darling, sweetheart, it’s fine, really.” You lied. Each breath really hurt, but let’s face it, talking Luisa down was sort of priority. You moved to sit up, wincing more. “I’ll go wake your mom, hell I can tell her I was out for a little stroll and tripped down the stairs.” Luisa’s lower lip started quivering and her eyes welled with tears.
“I’m so sorry!” She sobbed, her eyes frantic.
“Honey, angel, amor,” you soothed, walking over and hugging her, in-spite of the screaming ribs. “What happened?
“I-I had a n-nightmare. I didn’t know!” You did your best to rock her back and forth, trying desperately to ignore the ouch in your chest. “Tell me everything.” You started humming to try to bring her off the emotional ledge.
“Th-there were people chasing us, and I lost you in the people running, and I couldn’t find anyone, and my strength went away, and then there were spiders.”
“Oh love, of course you were hugging me tight, I’d be scared too.” You coaxed her to sit on the floor, making it easier to stroke her hair and dry her cheeks.
“I hurt you.” She whispered, almost ashamed.
“It wasn’t intentional, and nothing a snack courtesy of your mom won’t fix.” You promised, bringing her head to your chest. “I love you so much, my gentle Luisa.” A knock sounded at the door, followed by a tired looking Julietta and a concerned Dolores entering the room.
“Mama, I hurt her.” Luisa whimpered, as Julietta took over your place, Dolores handed you a quesadilla, which was eaten gratefully. The relief was instant as your ribs went back where they were supposed to go.
“Good as new.” You announced, kneeling before Luisa. “Light of my life, why don’t we go back to bed?” Pure apprehension flooded her face. “Odds are it won’t happen more than once in a night.” You pointed out.
“She’s right. Get some rest. You need a good nights sleep.” Julietta said, petting Luisa’s hair and kissing her daughter’s face.
“A-alright.” Luisa agreed, standing up and hugging her mother and cousin. You mouthed your thanks as they left the room, earning nods and smiled of acknowledgment. You held out your arms, making grabby hands.
“I could do with some snuggles, I’m starting to get cold.” Luisa gingerly picked you up, setting you on the bed with the utmost care, curling around you.
“I love you. I’m sorry.”
“I know. I love you too.
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.”
The Dance
@bwall-7204 the wedding suggestion
You stood for a moment, preparing yourself for what ever was going to happen as you knocked on Tia Peppa and Tio Felix’s door. You gathered your courage rapped sharply twice.
“Come in!” Tia Peppa called.
“I’m sorry to disturb you, but I need your help.” Tio Felix and Tia Peppa fixed their attention on you, from where they sat on the bed. “Please teach me to lead.” You requested. The cloud above Tia Peppa’s head malfunctioned and Tio Felix looked horribly confused. “For the purposes of dancing.” You clarified quickly.
“Oh!” They said simultaneously, sharing a look for relief.
“You’ve come to the right Madrigals then.” Felix said.
“Right, for the other, you should probably talk to Abuela.” Peppa agreed.
“How much do you know?” Felix said getting to his feet.
“Uhh, nothing.” You said.
“You want to learn by the wedding, right?” Peppa asked, looking over at her husband.
“Is that too much of an ask? I understand if it is!” You said quickly, starting to back out.
“Of course not!” Felix announced, “Why do you want to lead though?”
“Wellll, I’ve noticed that when Luisa is dancing with her sisters or her cousin, she tends to lead, and I thought it would be nice if she could follow for once.” You said, rubbing the back of your neck. Soft rain drops began to fall as Peppa started to cry.
“That’s so cute!” She walked over to you, taking both of your hands in hers. “Of course we’ll teach you!”
Wedding planning was starting to make everyone in Casita Madrigal a bit crazy. You had been placed on Agustin duty, ensuring that, however he helped didn’t result in serious injuries. Often, Augstin duty overlapped with mother of the bride duty as you tried to help keep Peppa from unleashing a hurricane at any minor inconvenience. Thankfully, dance lessons seemed to distract her enough that you could keep her calm, and Augstin was surprisingly helpful.
“You don’t have to tense that much. Your follow will know to hold themselves up a little bit.” He said, safely seated in a fort of pillows.
“And smile!” Peppa added. “This is supposed to be fun.” You nodded, only to get zapped with mini lightning when Peppa saw one of Tio Bruno’s rats absconding with a decoration. You really did try not to drop her, but the sharp pain in your hand had caused you to jerk away.
“I’m so sorry!” You said, helping her up.
“You’re fine, dear. I shouldn’t have shocked you.” Peppa soothed before stalking off to go get the rat.
“I’m going to go see Julietta, please don’t leave the pillow fort.” You said to Agustin. He gave a thumbs up and you walked into the kitchen, guarding your injured hand.
“Just me.” You called into the kitchen before pushing open the door.
“Angel! What happened?” Luisa’s joy turned to concern at the way you were holding your hand.
“Tia Peppa shocked me on accident.” You said.
“Let me see.” Julietta, bustled past her daughter to look at the scorch mark on your hand. She nodded slowly. “Do you have any discomfort or numbness anywhere else?”
“No.” You said, smiling a little as Luisa slipped behind you to put her arms around you.
“Here.” Julietta said, handing you an Arepa. “Let me know if that hasn’t resolved everything.”
“Yes ma’am.” You promised before eating. In an instant your hand felt good as new. “I should get back to keeping an eye on your dad.” You turned in Luisa’s arms to face her. She nodded and stole a kiss as a voice from outside called for her.
“Coming!” She gave an exasperated look skyward before leaving you.
You walked back to where you had left Augstin. He and Abuela were having a conversation which abruptly stopped as you approached.
“Inventive solution.” Abuela commented, gesturing at the pillow tower.
“Thank you.”
“It seems you have many such interesting solutions. Keeping Peppa calm with dance lessons was an excellent idea.”
“Thank you, Abuela.”
“Is there a particular reason you want to lead?” She asked, raising a single eyebrow.
“I wanted to surprise Luisa.” You said, wondering faintly if you had done something wrong. Abuela only smiled and inclined her head before walking off. You looked at Agustin.
“What was that about?” He looked like he didn’t want to answer, but couldn’t hold out under the force of your stare.
“She just worries about her grandchildren. And that maybe you learning to lead, could upset Luisa inadvertently by taking her role.”
“Oh.”
“I think it’s good for her, actually, and said as much. We find the people we need in this family, someone to take care of my daughter when she forgets to care for herself is exactly the remedy needed.” You took a step forward and hugged him.
“Thank you.”
“Of course. You make her happy, what more could a father ask?”
Tempers began to fray even more as the wedding grew closer. Dolores became increasingly overwhelmed as her soon to be mother-in-law kept trying to insinuate herself into every detail of planning, and dance lessons with Peppa was the perfect way to keep her from cycloning the poor woman. It was a blessing when Abuela finally sat Mariano down and instructed him to distract his mother.
The day of the wedding dawned with clear skies, and you were placed on, don’t let Tio Bruno say a single word about the weather duty. You hadn’t been sure if the same trick would work on him that had worked on Tia Peppa, but it was worth a shot.
“Yeah, sure, but we should switch back and forth.” You blinked at him. “She’s probably not going to want to follow the whole time. This’ll keep you from getting stuck in one mode.”
“Oh, that makes a lot of sense.”
The two of you spent the majority of the morning dancing as everyone in the wedding party prepared and double and triple checked that nothing was going to go wrong. You assembled at the church, taking a seat next to Bruno toward the back.
“This reminds me of last season of my telenovella where Bernard and Anglica were to be married.” He whispered to you about the convoluted plot as the other guests filtered in. Nod along getting more and more invested with each passing moment.
Soon the groom, groomsmen, and the bridesmaids came in, Camilo, Luisa, Mirabel, all waved as they walked past. Isa, who was the maid of honor, gave a cordial nod. Antonio, was the ring bearer, and walked before the flower girl, one of Mariano’s relatives. The jaguar escorted him before circling back and walking with the frightened flower girl.
“Should have had Isabella do that.”Tio Bruno murmured, you fought back a laugh, making a mental not to ask her to for your wedding.
Dolores floated down the aisle in her mother’s wedding gown, Tio Felix an inconsolable wreck next to her. As she reached the pew where her mother sat, a torrential rain hit the church and Tia Peppa sobbed into Abuela’s shawl. The ceremony was simple, sweet, and without a dry eye in the church, even the priest she’d a few tears.
Talking Tia Peppa down enough to make going outside safe took about a half hour. And the guests picked their way out of the church, being mindful of any fallen limbs or shingles. Luisa was tasked with clearing out the worst of the debris and you scurried away to help.
“I got it.” You said, waving her away from a smaller limb.
“You should go enjoy the party.”
“I’ll enjoy it far more with you there than I will without.” You said, grabbing a couple broken shingles. Luisa gave a resigned sigh, smiling at you affectionately. On the walk back, you held hands and swung them back and forth. She grinned and twirled you. You tripped, falling against her chest.
“Sorry!” Luisa said, steadying you.
“It’s fine!” You laughed, “being close to you hasn’t ever been a problem for me.”
You made it back to the reception just in time for the first dance. You grinned as you watched the wedded couple twirling around the floor. Soon the floor opened up to all couples and you held out your hand to Luisa.
“Dance with me?” She raised an eyebrow, but placed her hand in yours to be lead onto the floor. She moved to put her hand on your waist. “No no, I asked you to dance, let me lead.” That earned another eyebrow raise.
“If you’re sure.” She conceded, a small smile on her lips. That doubting smile turned to an expression of shock which turned to full, proper smile.
“When did you learn to dance?” She asked after a particularly complex move that you managed to lead pretty well.
“I may have begged some of your family for help.” You said. She laughed when she noticed the thumbs up from Tio Felix. “I’m going to dip you.” You warned.
“If you think you can.”
“If I think I can? I’ll have you know I only dropped Tia Peppa a couple of times, and one of them wasn’t entirely my fault.” She laughed, and as the song came to an end, you went into the dip. You help that pose for a moment, both breathless and smiling when a flash of a camera surprised you both. Agustin stood with the camera, grinning, before walking away to go photograph other people. You helped her back to standing and she stole a kiss.
The next song started and she grabbed your hip.
“My turn.”
BRAID LUISA’S HAIR💕💕
I’d love to!
“Amor, come here.” You instructed, pointing at the edge of the bed in front of you. Luisa gave you a tired look and walked over. “Sit down.” Her face took on a more confused look, but she did as she was told, well, sort of. She sat down on the floor. You crawled forward, dropping your legs over the edge to either side of her body. You pulled her ribbon loose, letting her wealth to brown curls fall into your lap. Your fingers reached into her hair on her scalp. You began to gently massage her head.
“Oh..” she sighed. The weight of her head pressed back into your hands as she relaxed. In the mirror across the room you watched her eyelids flutter and the tension drain from her body.
“Luisa! The burros got out again!” Abuela called from outside the door.
“Coming!” She yelled back.
“Wait.” She gave you a quizzical look. “Let me do your hair.” You said, offering her the hair ribbon back. She sighed and nodded.
“I guess they won’t get much further than they would if I did it.” She conceded, rubbing the fabric between her fingers.
“My thoughts exactly.” You said, beginning to run a comb through her hair to tame it. You took as much time as you could without making it seem like you were just stalling. Starting at the top of her head, you started to braid, careful to keep the sections of her French braid even and tidy. When she stood, she took a second to admire your handiwork.
“Would you do this again some time?” She asked, stroking the braid.
“Of course.” She nodded and hurried out the door to catch the burros.
“You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,
Love like you'll never be hurt,
Sing like there's nobody listening,
And live like it's heaven on earth.”
- William W. Purkey
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.”
Just braiding Luisa’s hair sleepily 😌😌💕
I normally wouldn’t do a duplicate, but I need this, so let’s go.
Luisa flopped down on the bed, head and shoulders coming to rest in your lap as you read.
“Mi Vida?” You asked, peering over the top of your book. Her hair was a mess with twigs poking out, some of which were sticking in your leg.
“Amor.” She replied, eyes closed, a single eyelid twitching.
“I take it your mamá and Tia are still going at it?” You asked, petting her forehead, putting your book to the side. Luisa groaned.
“I wouldn’t mind, but the gathering donkeys in a hurricane is getting taxing as hell. Not to mention I’m the only person who can be out in the wind. And all of the town elders need help with gathering water, and getting supplies, and..ugh!”
“You brought a little bit of the storm home.” You said gently pulling on a twig. She sighed and went to sit up, only to feel your hands applying pressure to her shoulders. You placed a couple gentle kisses on her neck. “Let me take care of you.” You whispered in her ear. She looked over at your face and took a deep breath.
“Okay.” She said softly. You pulled loose her hair ribbon, gently, and began the painstaking process of unraveling the twigs from her curls.
“So what started this little spat? I haven’t heard the particulars.” You admitted, unwrapping a lock of hair from two of the twigs.
“It’s so stupid!” She gestured aggressively at the ceiling. “It’s all over that damn wedding cake.”
“The one for Dolores?” You asked, successfully pulling loose a twig. You kissed her hairline and set to work on the second.
“Yes! Mamá said that she should probably do it since she’s had the most practice cooking, but Tia Pepa said that she aught to because she’s the mother of the bride.” You moved your hands as Luisa moved her head, carefully not to pull.
“Sooo, working together didn’t come up as an option?” You laid another twig to the side.
“By the time Tio Bruno suggested it, they were already mad at each other. No, Tia though mamá meant that she couldn’t cook, and mamá thought she was saying that she wasn’t good enough to make Dolores’s cake.” The last twig came free.
“What does Dolores think?” Heavy sigh from Luisa.
“She’s just hopping that it will all blow over.”
“Meanwhile, you get to clean up the mess.” You supplied, massaging her scalp gently.
“It’s not that bad, Mi Vida.” She argued, you picked up her arm, gesturing at a bruise just above her wrist.
“You don’t bruise easy angel.” Your tone was level, but there was a glint in your eyes. She looked into your eyes, pulling her arm from your hand and running her fingers over your cheekbones.
“They’re starting to calm down, probably tomorrow it’ll barely be a drizzle.” She soothed. You didn’t respond to that directly, put you did grab the hair brush from the bedside table and start smoothing it over her hair.
“It had better be.” You finally said. “I don’t want to pick a fight with them, but I will if they don’t get their acts together.” Luisa smiled.
“I love it when you’re feisty.” Her hand went to the back of your neck, guiding you down into a kiss.
“And I adore you.” You straighten slightly, finishing the brushing, and parting her hair down the middle. Starting on the right, you began to braid from the edger of her hairline to the tips of her hair, humming as you went. You tied it off with a smaller ribbon and let it sit for a moment. “Too tight?”
“No, feels good.” She murmured, her eyes closed and her breathing steady.
“Good.” You said simply before staring on the other side. As you tied that braid off, you whispered her name. There was no response, and you smiled, gently lifting her off of you so you could stretch out next to her. She rolled in her sleep, sensing you next to her, putting an arm around your back, snuggling you close.
“Oh I am so picking a fight tomorrow.” You murmured decisively as you dozed off.
Isabela talking to Mirabel and the cousins about Luisa: It's not JUST that we have to arrange forty stuffed animals every time we use her couch. It's that they have to be in a very specific order, and Blinky and Lou-Lou can't sit next to each other because they 'have history'. And you want to know the sick part? I want to know what it is.
hey!! i’m so sorry i can’t rember if i’ve asked this or not but if i did, please ignore this lol
a luisa x reader included luisa playing with readers hair and her getting sleepy/ luisa just being a simp for her lmao thank you :)))
Sleeping simping, in my tumblr. More likely than you might think.
You stretched as you woke up, careful to not disrupt the person next to you. Luisa was still asleep, her breathing against your ear, and an arm draped over your waist. You laughed a little to yourself. Definitely weren’t getting up now. You snuggled back in to go back to sleep when-
CRACK CRASH BOOM!!!
The noise came from Tia Pepa’s room. Luisa bolted awake, tightening her grip to pull you up under her for safety.
“Stupidstuff.” She mumbled, after checking the coast was clear. “Oh hi.” She said, her words still carrying that not quite awake slur to them as she looked down at you.
“Good morning.” You said, reaching up to stroke her cheek.
“Goo mornin’.” She mumbled, kissing the palm of your hand. She flopped down on the other side of you, propping herself up on an elbow. She looked at you for a long moment.
“What’s on your mind?” You asked, stretching again.
“Well, you see, this morning I woke up to an angel in my bed, and now I’m tryin to figure out what I did to earn this.” She teased, a little more awake now.
“Oh stop!” You laughed, feeling your face get warm.
“I might be able to if you didn’t get cuter every time I turn around.” You rolled to face her.
“I’m pretty sure I’m the lucky one.”
“Not by half, bonita.” She moved forward brushing a kiss to your lips before laying back down. She pulled you in a little closer. An arm resting along your back while the other went under your head.she smiled softly, her eyelids looking heavy.
“Stay with me forever?” She asked, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
“Of course.” You agreed, starting to feel a little sleepy yourself.
“Good.”
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.
euphoria as anime ✨
Happy very late VALENTINES DAY!!
Surprise hug from the daughters 💕
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 :>
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End of a Day // Luisa Madrigal x Reader.
A/N: okay, so I LOVE Luisa and I need to write some of those adorable prompts for her…enjoy, dear readers!
Prompt: cuddling with Luisa and taking a bath with Luisa (fluff version).
Pairing: Luisa Madrigal x Reader (female pronouns used).
Luisa sighed softly, her muscular body leaning against the closed door.
What a damn day…it had been one of those days and every part of her felt it still, a dull ache throbbing throughout her entire body. Every muscle ached and burned, her feet felt so sore. Even her mind felt it, a headache thrumming in her head and refusing to let her be. All day, she had been wanting everything to be over…but more then that, she had been wanting you.
Her Y/N.
Just the thought of your name, so sweet on her tongue and soothing to her soul, had Luisa smiling softly.
All day she had thought of you and her arms had longed to drop her heavy burdens and take you up instead. And now with the work finally over (at least for now), she could finally do just that…but where were you?
Looking around her bedroom, Luisa did not see you as she normally did.
Her home had changed since you had come along, Casita shifting to make a place for you in her life. It was now like a little apartment, pieces of you scattered all over. The yellow kitchen (with your recipe book still open on the counter, always warm and smelling of good things), the living room (your books alongside her and your sewing box on the table), and even the bedroom (your sweater hanging on the chair) was empty…which only left one place to check.
“Amore?”
Moving slowly across the bedroom, Luisa opened the door to the bathroom..and there you were.
Steam filled the little room and you sat on the edge of the tub, swirling in bath oils as a little song played on the radio. Clad in only a silken robe of brightest blue, little golden butterflies scattered all over it, you looked so lovely in the light of the setting sun.
Gold melted over you as you looked up, smiling at her.
“Luisa!” You said so sweetly (no one said her name like you did, oh, you made it sound like magic). “How was your day?”
“It was…a day.”
“I had a feeling,” you replied. “so I started a bath. Care to join me?”
Nodding silently, Luisa smiled as you helped her undress. She could have done it herself but she liked so much when you did it, the feeling of your fingers making her heart soar. Leaving the blouse and skirt pooled on the floor, you kissed her aching shoulders softly, undoing her hair from the ribbon and letting her thick curls fall free. Sinking into the warm water, Luisa sighed in delight. Already she was relaxing. Perched on the edge, you washed her hair gently and just let her vent about everything.
You were always willing to listen.
And she loved that, knowing that at the end of everything, you would always be there to pick her up when she fell apart.
“…and I’m just happy it’s over, you know?”
“I do, baby.”
Pouring the small jug of water over her, Luisa sighed as the hot water poured down her scalp and shoulders.
A shudder of pleasure shot down her spin, pretty lips twitching into a lazy smile. Opening her eyes just so, Luisa could see you through her lashes as you rinsed her hair and hummed along to the radio. Oh, you were so pretty! So perfect!
Noticing her secret gaze, you kissed the top of her head and whispered a question.
“Is there anything I can do to make it better?”
“Well…there is something you can do, amore…”
Her rough hands gently tugged on the strings of your robe, letting it fall away as you giggled a little bit. Lips peppered all over your breasts and belly, each soft kiss making you sight so happily, until she couldn’t wait any longer. Lifting you up, Luisa pulled you into the tub and sat you between her legs, resting you against her breasts. Water rippled and rose, nearly pouring over the edge, as you settled into her.
The sound of her heartbeat, steady and strong, thumped in her chest and you smiled.
“Thank you, Y/N,” Luisa whispered. “I needed this.”
“Anything for you, baby.”
Taking your hand in hers, Luisa kissed your fingers sweetly, still marveling at the fact that you were hers…all hers.
The two of you stayed like that for a long while.
Bathing one another with the rose-scented soap and old washcloths, you just enjoyed the warmth of the bath and, even better, the warmth of one another. It was such a simple moment but it was everything to Luisa. Everything she could ever want or need…In time, she rose up from the bath and carried you out with her. Drying one another with the fluffy towels, you walked hand in hand into the bedroom. Luisa wore her simple nightgown, a white cotton dress that ended below her knees, and you wore one of her shirts. It looked so big on you and she loved that.
The bed, as big as it happened to be, was still a little small for the both of you but neither one minded very much.
Leaning against the big pillows, you held your book in one hand and left the other to rest in Luisa’s still damp curls. Her head rested on your heart, eyes closed. Long lashes curled against her cheeks and you smiled, thinking her so pretty.
Wrapped in a swath of handmade quilts, colorful and warm, the two of you cuddled close.
“Will you read to me?”
“Always,” you replied.
It was a little thing but she liked it…she asked for it often. Whatever you were reading, you would read aloud and she would fall asleep slowly.
“The man’s voice spoke again: ‘Are you very tired?’ ‘Oh, tonight, I gave you my soul and I am dead!’ ‘Your soul is a beautiful thing, child,’ replied the man’s grave voice ‘and I thank you! No emperor ever received so fair a gift. The angels wept tonight.’ Raoul heard nothing after that…”
And she slept.
Mumbling something you could not understand, Luisa held you in a sleepy embrace and you smiled at the sight of her. She was yours…all yours.
Turning your eyes to the page, you returned to your story and read a bit more.
Soon, though, you would join her in your dreams. Even as you slept, you belonged to her, dreaming only of your true lover. In dreams, she did not have to work so hard and the days were not so long. There was only and her and love.
A happy ending to a long day.
i’m rlly glad with the way luisa was portrayed in encanto. bcus she is strong, she is built muscly and broad and tall. BUT she also wears dresses and doesn’t have a ‘boyish’ hairstyle. she isn’t masculine. she’s feminine.
yk a lot of women in fiction who are portrayed as strong are always immediately made to be masculine as well. and obviously this solidifies the “men are strong” stereotype. women in fiction who are muscly, or who are fighters or who are strong are almost ALWAYS portrayed as masculine but luisa isn’t.
women can be strong and feminine. women can be muscly and wear dresses. and that strength that’s “all so masculine and man like (/sarc)” doesn’t take anything away from their womanhood/femininity.
#protect him at all costs
Relieving Tension +18
Author's notes: Hey guys! This is my first time posting a story of mine here on Tumblr and I'm little nervous lol but it's not or never. I also want to thank @djtjsmith14 for giving me advice and encouraging me to post. Well, without further ado, the one-shot.
You breathed a long sigh of relief, when you felt your back being warmed by the softness of your house's sofa after, you arrived from work. Finally that horrendous day was over.
You worked in a stationery store in the city, as a clerk along with the owner of the establishment: Doña Claudia. She always treated you well to the extent of professionalism and the two of you had hardly any problems working together.
Except on the days when she'd just had a bad date and this was the day.
She'd tell you to move things over and over again, sweep the floor until there was no dust and get her coffee, even though her job was just serving customers. Plus, she snarled and yelles at you when nothing you did was to her liking.
Situations like that, made you want to quit that job.
But then you remembered that without a job, you would have to give up your sweet freedom of being able to make your own choices. Your mother didn't like it one bit when Luisa and you felt in love with each other and became girlfriends, so she said that as long as you lived under her roof, she wouldn't allow you to date her.
Not accepting that conditions, you sadly left their house. You didn't want to leave their house for that reason, but they didn't give you any other choice, you would never give up on the best thing that ever happened to you.
Even though you were now in the calm of your safety home, you felt like you were a volcano that was about to erupt, as you wanted to yell at your boss in so much anger, but you had to contain all that fury within yourself.
Only one thing could make you calm your nerves at that moment: Your girlfriend's presence.
You reached over to the coffee table a little way in front of the sofa and picked up a picture. It was a photo of Luisa and you together, the day you asked her to be your girlfriend, which happily, she accepted.
Before that, you two were best friends since your childhood. It all started when you were 5 and she was 6, she fell and wounded her knee with a tree when she was training her super strength.
As a little girl who was constantly hurting yourself and Julieta couldn't always go to the rescue, you always carried a first-aid kit in a bag.
Even though you knew her mother would cure her, you took care of her wound and bandaged it until she got home. Luisa thanked and smiled at you. After that, you two became inseparable friends.
However, growing up and discovering new things about you that you never thought you'd feel, you realized that you didn't loved her just your best friend.
You looked at the photo affectionately and smiled, feeling a warmth in your heart.
In a relationship, there was always one person who idolized the person they loved and you were that person.
You were madly in love with Luisa, she was so beautiful, strong and a little tough, but at the same time was sweet and treated you like you were the most precious thing in her life.
You've denied your true feelings for her when it was in blom, obviously it didn't work out, your love for each other was inevitable. After you started dating her, you knew you'd never love another person.
You would give anything to see her at that moment, but she told you that that day she had a lot to do and was very busy, she would probably go straight home and fall into bed.
You got up to go to the kitchen make some coffee, when suddenly you were startled by a knock on your door so strong that if whoever was outside knocked any more, it would break.
You knew that only one person in Encanto had strength enough to do such a feat and you answered the door with great happiness to welcome her.
Upon opening the door, your big smile slowly faded, as you looked up and saw the unfriendly expression on your girlfriend's face. You couldn't help but notice that she didn't have her hair red ribbon in her hair, that it was loose over her shoulders.
"Amor, are you...?"
Before you finished the sentence, she interrupted you as she uncerimoniously entered your house.
"I can't believe what I'm gonna say right now, but I don't know how much longer I can take it, I get extremely relaxed on my weeks off, but what's the damn use when they're over it's always again 'Luisa, can you move my tree?', 'Luisa, can you move the donkey barn closer to the shade?', 'Luisa, Luisa, Luisa' ahhhhhh!" She yelled louder and looking furious like never before.
You never saw her this angry like that, so you knew the day was really tough for her.
"... Okay?" You finished the sentence, afraid she'd grab your sofa and throw it away.
She sighed wearily, sat down on the sofa and rested her hands over her face. You soon felt bad for her and sat down next to her, placing a tender kiss on her shoulder.
"Did you know you have a beautiful name? It comes out of your lips like honey." You said as you rested your hand on one of her legs.
"Amorcito, I'm not in the mood for this right now." She muttered, her voice muffled as her hands covered her mouth.
"Okay. I don't think your name is beautiful anymore." You answered playfully.
Not long after, she burst out laughing and you smiled, seeing that your mission was accomplished.
"How is it possible for you to make me laugh even though I'm stressed out?" She asked, taking her hands away from her face and looking at you with a smile.
"It's because I love you more than anything and would do anything to make you smile." You replied, being sweet and not hiding that you wanted a kiss.
She rolled her eyes and shook her head with a smile, before leaning towards and kiss you. When you cupped her cheek, thinking it would last a little longer, she pulled away, making you instinctively let out a groan of frustration.
"Okay, don't get carried away." She said.
You soon noticed the difficulty she had in lifting her back, another thing that usually didn't happen, she was very resistant. You immediately got up and stood behind her, starting to massage the muscles in her back to see if they unlocked, which wasn't very easy, they were rock hard.
"What have we already talked about about you saying 'yes' to everything you're asked to do? You don't have to do everything for everyone." You said, while you tightened your grip on the part between her neck and shoulders and she moved. You smiled when you saw it was because it was working.
"I know amor, I swear I try, but..."
"No, I've heard this story so many times, there's no need to tell me." You interrupted her. "I don't want more promises, I want shares, what you have to do, is to think a little more about this beautiful thing that is you."
"I didn't knew I was dating my mom." She joked.
"No, just someone who loves you, grew up with you and knows you practically all your life."
"But you're right, thanks."
"I know that I am." You laughed.
"Yeah, but most of the time it's always automatic, I don't know why it's so hard to say 'no' to people." She confessed.
"Well, then I guess I'll just have to accompany you on these tasks. Every time you start, I'll subtly warn you. Like, a pat on your shoulder, or come up to your ear and say 'YOU'RE DOING IT AGAIN!!'."
Luisa laughed adorably again, making your heart flutter. She soon felt bad for arriving there so furious.
"And... I'm sorry for getting here that way." She apologized.
"It's okay, you know you can come into my house even on a horse." You joked and you both laughed.
"Hey. Do you mind if I stay here for a while?" She requested.
"What? Never, on the contrary, it's a pleasure." You replied, before leaning in and kissing her cheek. "I need you here after the day I had."
"What happened?" She asked, with dismay in her tone. "Are you okay?"
You took a deep breath before answering.
"Better now that you're here. It's Doña Claudia. She was stressed about something that happened and ended up leaving me extremely stressed too." You confessed.
Luisa knew perfectly well the reasons why you stayed in that job, but the thought of anyone treating her beloved best friend and girlfriend with disrespect made her blood boil of so much anger.
"If she weren't your boss, I'd like to give her a little show of my super strength." She muttered softly, but you could feel a little bit of angry in her tone.
You thought it was so cute when she was overprotective, but you knew bad things would happen if she kept those promises.
"It's okay, seriously, it's not oft..."
Before you could finish talking, she hissed and let out a moan as you applied pressure to her back muscles with your thumbs. You couldn't even pay attention when she started moving her back again.
Almost immediately when your ears caught the beautiful sound she made, a heady heat spread through the inside of your body, as if a flame had lit from within and your femininity throbbed, when you remembered the passionate nights you two had together.
It was 3 weeks ago, the night of the day you turned 18, you two weren't much for planning the things you wanted to do. Everything happened unexpectedly and you remembered every detail, no matter how small.
Last week, when it happened again, Luisa was tense too, not as much as that day, but was genuinely surprised to find herself freed from all the tension after made love. You two were there alone, you were both tense, you wanted her, she probably wanted you too.
You didn't need more reasons to start your forays.
"Don't do this with me." You mumbled, leaning in and giving her slow little kisses on the cheek. "You know you don't need any effort to bewilder my senses."
"I did something wrong?" She asked, but her tone was more teasing than serious.
"Not really. Remember last week?" You asked, using your hand to put away her smooth brown locks of one side of her neck.
"How could I forget about a bonfire where I burned my hands?" She replied, tilting her head to the side to give you more access.
You were glad to understand that it was a sign that she wanted it too.
"I'm a bonfire that burns, burns more and more, just see you and it turns into a conflagration." You whispered, in her ear, before leaning in and filling her neck with little kisses and licks, knowing full well where to give it so that her body would shiver.
"Do you want?" You asked as you caressed her shoulders.
"If you want." She answered.
"If you want, I want." You retorted between giggles.
"Just come here."
You laughed when she took you in her arms and when you saw, you found yourself sitting on her stomach. One of her hands rested on one of your thigh, while the other cupped the back of your head.
Before she pulled you close to bring your lips together again, your eyes met briefly. You were easily lost in her hypnotizing gaze, where you could see the love, desire and affection she felt for you, sometimes you wondered if she could see it in your eyes too.
As you two kissed with intense passion, your problems lived that day slowly disappeared, as well as the rest of the world also seemed to disappear. It was just Luisa, you and your loving moment, nothing else mattered.
"Take off those glasses." She muttered huskily, as she broke the kiss.
You didn't like the idea very much, your 6 degree myopia made you unable to do anything without your glasses.
"Let me have them, I like being able to see you." You requested softly, between the kisses you spread across her face.
Luisa didn't bring it up again and got up, holding you with one arm so you wouldn't fall off her lap.
"If you keep kissing me all the time, we're going to fall to the ground." She said between laughs, trying hard not to hit or bump into anything until you two got to your bedroom.
"So we do it on the floor anyway, you know I can't hold back when I see this beautiful face of yours."
"Hold on just a little bit, we've got all night to do it." She asked affectionately.
"Okay, I'll try." You pouted.
You were playing with the little bangs in her hair when not long after you heard the door open behind you and the two of you entered your secret love nest.
"Aaaaaaand we arrived." Luisa warned, as she turned on the light.
"Permission to land?" You joked.
"Permission more than granted." She said, before abruptly throwing you on the bed.
You laughed when your body bounced on the mattress. Your head lifted and you came across the image of her undressing her blouse with sensual movements and quickly tossed it to the side, showing her beautiful upper body.
At that moment, you came to the conclusion that every time you saw her naked, it would be like the first time all over again.
She was a sight. Her strong, muscular build seemed to blend seamlessly with her sinuous feminine curves, together with perfectly round breasts of the size no other woman in town had.
Luisa was totally different from all of them, but it was one of the things you loved the most about her. She was stunningly beautiful, just like that, you felt you could never take your eyes off her.
As she crawled over to you, she grabbed and lifted your skirt to your torso, you lifted your arms to help her, and soon you got rid of your dress. A mischievous smile opened on her lips when she saw that you weren't wearing a bra and pants under it, that you took after coming home from work.
"Ah mi pequeña, you were already waiting for me, huh?" She asked.
You nodded, letting her think that way. Then, you bit your lip as you felt her index finger run across the space between your two breasts.
"W-wait, could you do something for me?" You asked.
"You know that to me, your wishes are orders." She replied, before leaning in and kissing your neck.
A soft moan left your lips at the feel of her mouth and her warm breath against your skin. Before you got lost in the moment and gave in to your desires too early, you incessantly patted her shoulders to get her to back off a little, which luckily worked.
"Could you flex on me?" You requested, while you cupped her cheeks in your hands.
Luisa leaned in and you two kissed without haste, before she pulled away from you and sat on your lap. You felt like she wasn't putting all her weight on your legs, yet you still couldn't move them.
But you didn't care a bit when she lifted her arms and struck a pose, flexing her muscles so you could appreciate everything that belonged to you, just as your entire being would always belong to her.
After you admired the first pose, she shifted, bracing both hands behind her neck and flexed again.
What you loved the most about it, was that Luisa's body language exuded sensuality at the same time she showed off to you, it drove you crazy completely in a matter of seconds. You just wanted to kiss every inch of her skin, no matter how many hours it would take you.
Suddenly lost in the moment when your soul was drunk by your desire for your girlfriend, you were startled when she suddenly left your lap. Before you asked what she was going to do, her hands gripped your ankles and parted your legs.
You took a deep breath, thinking she was already heading straight for the main part, then you were surprised when her body slithered between your legs, her head level with your chest and arms free.
Her beautiful eyes looked into yours for a moment. Your body shuddered as she lowered her head and kissed your left breast, while one of her hands gently gropped the other.
"Mi amor..." You moaned softly, as she took your breast in her mouth and ran her tongue over one erect nipple while running one of her fingers over the other.
She stayed there for a while, occasionally shifting attention between your boobs, as you tangled your fingers in her hair and tenderly stroked her head. Until she stopped, bending down and leaving a trail of kisses all the way down your torso, to the beginning of your sex, already soaking wet and leaving a big stain on your garment.
Her gaze remained on your face as she reached out a finger and lightly brushed your clit through your panties.
That caused you despair and agony because she didn't begin to give you the pleasure you so needed, that mingled with her arousal. You didn't know whether or not you liked that feeling.
But you were willing to go through it all, knowing Luisa liked it.
When you two switched places, something that really tickled her senses when she was in charge, was when you begged her to touch you. Fortunately, she didn't keep you waiting for too long, as she also wanted to feel you in her mouth as much as you did.
"Do you want me to eat you out?" She asked, in an sensual tone of voice, without stopping teasing you with her fingertips.
"Y-yes, please do it mami." You said under your breath.
"Is this how you want me to satisfy you?" She sneered between giggles, touching you several times for a second but quickly pulling away.
"PLEASE MAMI, START, PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME WAIT ANYMORE!" You screamed desperately at the top of your lungs, instinctively rocking your hips.
Luisa grabbed two sides of your panties and undressed you, ripping the fabric like a piece of paper. Longing for that torture to end soon, you didn't care what she had done.
Suddenly, you gasped and your eyes widened as without warning she stuck her head between your legs and began licking on your femininity heartily, no longer bothering to start slow like in the first time.
Shivers of pleasure ran up your spine, but even without meaning to, you closed your legs and turned to the side. That being the third time in your life, you were still too sensitive.
Luisa quickly grabbed your thighs and positioned you back.
"Where do you think you're going?" She teased, before burying her face in your cunt again.
Trying to move with her now using her super strength to keep you in place was inevitably futile, you could only focus on concentrating so you didn't come so fast and enjoy the moment at the same time.
Your hands gripped the headboard of your bed tightly. You breathed heavily as you stared up at the ceiling, refused to look down to look at her, knowing what might happen if you did.
Not long after, a loud cry left your lips at the feel of her tongue thrusting into your entrance, setting a rhythm in and out of you, as one of her fingers pressed and rubbed against your clit, while her free hand came up and eagerly gropped your breasts.
You felt your entire body tingle and the heat in your private parts intensify, soon understanding the signs that you were getting close to your limit.
"M-mami, take it easy because I'll end up- Ah!" You tried to warn between loud, uncontrolled moans, but she didn't seem to listen.
Instead of going slower as you asked, she increased her speed, seeming committed to making you cum as soon as possible. You soon became completely lost in your pleasure, making it impossible to ask Luisa to stop.
"DÍOS MIO, I'M GONNA-" You yelled, instinctively lifting your hips and pushing yourself further into her face.
She wrapped her arms around your waist and abruptly lifted you up, making you upside down.
Finally, your body shuddered and your eyes rolled back as the incredible sensation of orgasm flooded through you, while your girlfriend greedily drank your juices as if it was her favorite drink.
Luisa laid you back on the bed, letting you recover. Your blurred vision slowly returned to normal and you watched with a smile as she licked her lips.
Her hand reached out to you, her fingers cupped your chin and gently caressed it. You stood up and let her guide you closer to her again, your lips close enough for a kiss.
"It's mami's turn." She whispered, before bringing your lips together again.
Your arms wrapped around her neck while hers wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer, making the kiss more voracious and hungry, as if you two hadn't had a kiss in a week.
After a while, she got you standing on the floor in front of her. She didn't need to tell you to do it, you craved more than anything to do that. After admiring the beauty of her body again for a moment, you reached out and gently caressed her breasts, which felt even larger between your hands.
Soon, you started playing with them, squeezing, running your fingertips across their areola, pulling them together and pulling them apart, eliciting low, adorable moans from her.
You moved a little closer and buried your head between them, enjoying her body's heat and breathing in her scent.
"I love you." You muttered, in between the kisses you passionately began to spread across her upper body.
You slowly reached down, kissing your way down her belly, until you knelt at her feet as if she were a queen, which in fact she was, not the queen of a kingdom, but yours.
As your fingers crept through the waistband of her skirt, the pants she wore underneath, and her panties, you looked up, smiling as you saw your lover looking at you with a devilish gaze, a suggestive smile was drawn across her lips.
You quickly pulled her clothes down, revealing her beautiful, shapely legs. You approached where you most wanted while gently stroking her thighs. You licked your lips for what was to come as you reached out and ran your index finger between her folds.
Your finger immediately got soaked, she was already too wet.
You took your finger to your mouth and sucked it, relishing her arousal. Soon after, you felt her hand rest on your head, pulling it closer to her sex, which you gladly obeyed.
A hum of satisfaction left your lips as your tongue found her pussy again, snaking to every corner of it unhurriedly and at a slow pace, intent on making her last as long as she could. There was nothing else in the world you loved doing the most.
She threw her head back and moaned loudly, the sudden sensation of bliss making her see stars in her eyes.
"O-oh goodness, shit..." She breathed out, her beautiful voice husky with so much lust.
You let out a small startled noise as you felt her hand grip your locks of hair and try to bury your face further into it.
Gosh, how you loved that woman.
"Come on bebé, do it faster." She ordened, growing impatient with your slowness.
It was everything you wanted to hear. You started moving your head up and down faster, licking it vehemently as you went. Luisa gasped and you felt her legs tremble, she began to breathe heavily between her moans to try to maintain her composure and keep herself upright.
"G-gosh amor, just like that, keep going..." She babbled breathlessly, which was sexy as hell like everything about her and encouraged you to get even rougher.
You took one of your hands off her leg and gave her a little slap on the bottom, which made her startle briefly, but then gave a lovely little laugh. Her moans became even louder and guttural as you wrapped your mouth around her big swollen bud and sucked hard.
She toppled forward slightly, dizzy from the wave of ecstasy that raced through her body at your actions. You would do anything to see the look of pleasure on her face at that moment, but either way, you were satisfied.
Just like you she was inexperienced and still very sensitive, so it didn't take long for her to get close too. She didn't need to warn you, you soon noticed from the familiar noises she made.
With her hips thrusting instinctively towards you once, twice and after a third time, she screamed out loud not caring if the people outside the house would hear and squirted all over your face.
It even fell on your glasses, but you didn't care.
You stood there for a while, sticking out your tongue and swallowing the drops that fell into your mouth.
Until after recovering, you felt girlfriend took you in her arms and laid you on the bed again. She lay down beside you, as you took off your glasses and set them aside to look at her again. You two looked at each other lovingly, with huge smiles of happiness on your faces.
"Did I already say that I love you so, so, so, sooooo much?" She asked, wrapping you in her arms and pulling you close to her.
"Not as much as I love you." You said between laughs, before placing a kiss on the tip of her nose.
You reached out and put your index finger on one of her lovely freckles. You liked to play counting how many she had, but Luisa always distracted you and you couldn't.
"Can I count them again?" You asked.
"Sure."
"Do you promise you won't distract me this time?"
"No."
You laughed and started to count, but when you got to the fourth freckle, you got distracted yourself by looking into her eyes and being entranced by their charm. She started showering your face with kisses, making you laugh and completely forgetting again.
"So, do you wanna go for round 2?" She asked, teasingly running one of her fingers around one of your breasts.
Not responding with words but with deeds, you leaned in and kissed her passionately, running your fingers through her loose strands of hair.
"I know we're too quick about this, but we'll learn to get better together." She said sweetly as she stroked your cheek.
"What I most want in this life is to learn how to be a better lover for you, with you." You muttered, looking at her lovingly as you saw her melt at what you said.
Nothing would make you happier than knowing that that day, the two of you would sleep and wake up together, you were forwarding with your plans to make it go forever.
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.
Hey! I was wondering if you could write something about (y/n) being slightly stronger than the average person but she doesn’t look like it lol Like Luisa finds outs about (y/n) strength and finds more of a reason to just fall for (y/n). I’ve just been loving your Luisa x reader posts <3
Let’s go!
You had already been fortunate enough to catch the eye of the strongest (and prettiest, in your opinion) of the Madrigals. She sought you out regularly because of your knowledge in various spa, and relaxation techniques, as well as, in her words, “being nice company”. Well, far be it from you to ever reject that.
You had coaxed her into letting you take care of her feet after a week of somewhat obvious discomfort. She sat, her feet in a bucket of hot water as you worked with a little aromatherapy, to try to get the rest of her to relax as well. You rubber her neck and shoulders gently, not truly massaging.
“Oh what now!?” You grumbled at a knock at the door. “Stay right there, I’ll be back.” You promised before leaving her side. She hummed in response.
“The fire wood you requested.” Señor Lopez said, doffing his hat respectfully.
“Thank you so much. Was the payment earlier sufficient!”
“Yes! Would you like me to bring it in-“
“Oh, no thank you, I’ve got it.” You said cheerfully, grabbing firewood in one hand and hauling it inside. “Have a nice day!”
“You as well.” He said before turning to leave. You shut the door and turned to see Luisa half way standing and staring at you with a sort of shocked and love struck expression.
“Sit!” You commanded playfully, before walking to the usual spot for the fire wood, and setting the cord down. You turned back to your still awestruck client. “What?” You asked.
“You-how did you-by yourself?” She trailed off.
“I’m a masseuse, remember? I have to be strong to get the knots out of people.” She blinked.
“Marry me?” You laughed at her request, and walked back to your aromatherapy supplies.
“Take me out first. I have a no marriage before the first date policy.” You joked.
“Are you busy tomorrow night?”
“Not particularly.” You said, kneeling before her and guiding one of her feet out of the water.
“Will you have dinner with me?” She requested softly.
“I would love to.
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.
Hi, I don't know if you take request yet. I love your writings of Luisa x reader and I couldn't help but think this!! Where Grandma Alma sees how Luisa slowly falls in love with the reader just like she did with her husband, somewhat like a narration but from Alma's perspective?
I love it!
Abuela Madrigal had taken to sitting in the square, gently guiding Mirabel on what it meant to lead Encanto. Occasionally she would go on walks with her through the street. Telling her the history behind each family so Mirabel would know them as intimately as Abuela had. There was very little that went unobserved. Including Luisa’s little crush.
Abuela had seen you grab a piece of masonry that had fallen as Luisa moved a flat of bricks. You walked along with her, lone brick in hand, striking up a conversation. You had been known to Luisa before, but it was as though she saw you with new eyes. She set down the flat at it’s destination, and you handed her the brick. She said something, presumably an expression of gratitude and put it down. You waved off her thanks and took off on your way. She touch the place where your hands had brushed, blushing softly.
Days passed, and it seems you found any excuse to be around Luisa. Abuela couldn’t help but remember how Pedro did the same. Those were back in the days when she was nothing but apprentice to a midwife. He would find any excuse. ‘Señora, let me carry that bucket.’ ‘Señora those rags look heavy.’ You were far les help than Pedro was, and she smiled every time she watched Luisa hip check you out of her way.
On day as she guided Mirabel through town, telling her about the Melendez’s, she watched Luisa come around the corner, a rose in her hair, and a bright blush on her face, followed by a very self satisfied looking you. She pressed Dolores about what happened later and found that you had stolen a kiss placing the rose in her hair. She held a calm expression, but was bursting with joy inside.
Eventually you were invited to meet the entire family to declare your intentions to wed. Luisa tried to hold still and not fidget, but she couldn’t stop smiling. You looked just as enamored as always. Abuela gave you her blessing and you asked Luisa for her hand. Tears slid down Luisa’s face as she nodded, her smiled radiant. She hugged you tight, and Abuela finally granted the table a warm smile.
“This marriage will be so good for Encanto.”
hey!! i’m so sorry i can’t rember if i’ve asked this or not but if i did, please ignore this lol
a luisa x reader included luisa playing with readers hair and her getting sleepy/ luisa just being a simp for her lmao thank you :)))
Sleeping simping, in my tumblr. More likely than you might think.
You stretched as you woke up, careful to not disrupt the person next to you. Luisa was still asleep, her breathing against your ear, and an arm draped over your waist. You laughed a little to yourself. Definitely weren’t getting up now. You snuggled back in to go back to sleep when-
CRACK CRASH BOOM!!!
The noise came from Tia Pepa’s room. Luisa bolted awake, tightening her grip to pull you up under her for safety.
“Stupidstuff.” She mumbled, after checking the coast was clear. “Oh hi.” She said, her words still carrying that not quite awake slur to them as she looked down at you.
“Good morning.” You said, reaching up to stroke her cheek.
“Goo mornin’.” She mumbled, kissing the palm of your hand. She flopped down on the other side of you, propping herself up on an elbow. She looked at you for a long moment.
“What’s on your mind?” You asked, stretching again.
“Well, you see, this morning I woke up to an angel in my bed, and now I’m tryin to figure out what I did to earn this.” She teased, a little more awake now.
“Oh stop!” You laughed, feeling your face get warm.
“I might be able to if you didn’t get cuter every time I turn around.” You rolled to face her.
“I’m pretty sure I’m the lucky one.”
“Not by half, bonita.” She moved forward brushing a kiss to your lips before laying back down. She pulled you in a little closer. An arm resting along your back while the other went under your head.she smiled softly, her eyelids looking heavy.
“Stay with me forever?” She asked, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
“Of course.” You agreed, starting to feel a little sleepy yourself.
“Good.”
Protector
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.
Isabela talking to Mirabel and the cousins about Luisa: It's not JUST that we have to arrange forty stuffed animals every time we use her couch. It's that they have to be in a very specific order, and Blinky and Lou-Lou can't sit next to each other because they 'have history'. And you want to know the sick part? I want to know what it is.
Just braiding Luisa’s hair sleepily 😌😌💕
I normally wouldn’t do a duplicate, but I need this, so let’s go.
Luisa flopped down on the bed, head and shoulders coming to rest in your lap as you read.
“Mi Vida?” You asked, peering over the top of your book. Her hair was a mess with twigs poking out, some of which were sticking in your leg.
“Amor.” She replied, eyes closed, a single eyelid twitching.
“I take it your mamá and Tia are still going at it?” You asked, petting her forehead, putting your book to the side. Luisa groaned.
“I wouldn’t mind, but the gathering donkeys in a hurricane is getting taxing as hell. Not to mention I’m the only person who can be out in the wind. And all of the town elders need help with gathering water, and getting supplies, and..ugh!”
“You brought a little bit of the storm home.” You said gently pulling on a twig. She sighed and went to sit up, only to feel your hands applying pressure to her shoulders. You placed a couple gentle kisses on her neck. “Let me take care of you.” You whispered in her ear. She looked over at your face and took a deep breath.
“Okay.” She said softly. You pulled loose her hair ribbon, gently, and began the painstaking process of unraveling the twigs from her curls.
“So what started this little spat? I haven’t heard the particulars.” You admitted, unwrapping a lock of hair from two of the twigs.
“It’s so stupid!” She gestured aggressively at the ceiling. “It’s all over that damn wedding cake.”
“The one for Dolores?” You asked, successfully pulling loose a twig. You kissed her hairline and set to work on the second.
“Yes! Mamá said that she should probably do it since she’s had the most practice cooking, but Tia Pepa said that she aught to because she’s the mother of the bride.” You moved your hands as Luisa moved her head, carefully not to pull.
“Sooo, working together didn’t come up as an option?” You laid another twig to the side.
“By the time Tio Bruno suggested it, they were already mad at each other. No, Tia though mamá meant that she couldn’t cook, and mamá thought she was saying that she wasn’t good enough to make Dolores’s cake.” The last twig came free.
“What does Dolores think?” Heavy sigh from Luisa.
“She’s just hopping that it will all blow over.”
“Meanwhile, you get to clean up the mess.” You supplied, massaging her scalp gently.
“It’s not that bad, Mi Vida.” She argued, you picked up her arm, gesturing at a bruise just above her wrist.
“You don’t bruise easy angel.” Your tone was level, but there was a glint in your eyes. She looked into your eyes, pulling her arm from your hand and running her fingers over your cheekbones.
“They’re starting to calm down, probably tomorrow it’ll barely be a drizzle.” She soothed. You didn’t respond to that directly, put you did grab the hair brush from the bedside table and start smoothing it over her hair.
“It had better be.” You finally said. “I don’t want to pick a fight with them, but I will if they don’t get their acts together.” Luisa smiled.
“I love it when you’re feisty.” Her hand went to the back of your neck, guiding you down into a kiss.
“And I adore you.” You straighten slightly, finishing the brushing, and parting her hair down the middle. Starting on the right, you began to braid from the edger of her hairline to the tips of her hair, humming as you went. You tied it off with a smaller ribbon and let it sit for a moment. “Too tight?”
“No, feels good.” She murmured, her eyes closed and her breathing steady.
“Good.” You said simply before staring on the other side. As you tied that braid off, you whispered her name. There was no response, and you smiled, gently lifting her off of you so you could stretch out next to her. She rolled in her sleep, sensing you next to her, putting an arm around your back, snuggling you close.
“Oh I am so picking a fight tomorrow.” You murmured decisively as you dozed off.
Dolores: it was hard for Bruno with such a humbling gift and he was misunderstood because of his prophecies yk :(
Camilo: that man was TALL. AND HE HAD RATS. RATS. SCARY RAT MAN.
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.
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.”
Surprise
“Hey Isa, mamá said to-what are you doing?” Luisa stared at her older sister as she spun to hide what ever it was she was dyeing behind her back.
“Nothing!” Isabela said , dropping the item back in the vat. “What did mamá want?” She asked.
“She said to come in for lunch. What are you dyeing?” She asked, tilting her head at the pink up to Isa’s elbows.
“Aaaaa Dress!” Luisa raised an eyebrow.
“Huh, who knew lying would be the thing you’re bad at.” She said turning to head back into Casita.
************* later that night**************
“Mira, Abuela…. Why are you weird?” There was a blur of pink over Mirabel’s head, and a piece of white fluff clung to the curls at the top of her head.
“I’m not weird!” Mirabel protested. Luisa pointed at the top of her own head. Mira gave her a confused look before catching her reflection in the mirror. She snatched up the fluff, putting it behind her.
“What are you hiding?” Luisa asked, taking a step into the nursery.
“It’s a surprise!”
“For who?”
“That’s a surprise too.”
“And you say you’re not weird.” Luisa said, giving her sister the side eye. She turned to leave, “Abuela said that dinner is almost ready.”
“I’ll be right down.”
****************later that night************
Luisa sat up groggily at the banging on her door.
“Whoisit?” She mumbled
“Us!” Mirabel’s voice came from just outside the door.
“Well, ‘us’ what do you want?”
“Can we come in?” Isa asked.
“Yeah sure.”
“Okay, close your eyes.” Mirabel said.
“I was doing that before you knocked.” Luisa grumbled, but shut her eyes as she was told. She could hear her sisters cross the floor and settle on her bed, then a new weight was placed on her lap.
“Open ‘em!” Isa said. There was a moment of silence.
“Do you like it?” Mirabel asked.
Luisa’s eyes went wide as she gingerly picked up a large, very pink, very soft, covered in embroidery butterflies, toy unicorn. As she brought it close to her face, she could smell vanilla and cinnamon, and a little bit of orchid. It’s purple button eyes sparkled in the dim light. Suddenly she squeezed it tight, a look of pure joy on her face.
“I LOVE IT!!” She grabbed both of her sisters in a tight hug. “THANK YOU!!” Mirabel and Isabela both wheezed slightly.
“Told you we didn’t need to make it blue.” Isa said.
“Thanks for that, señora princessa perfecta.” Mira retorted, hugging Luisa tighter.
Do you think you could write Luisa helping y/n through a panic attack? If not that’s okay :)) LOVE YOUR WRITING!! Keep up the good work :))💕
Because I needed this today, we’re being less than judicious with the que. We’ll go back to regular order after this post. As an aside, this is the way that I experience anxiety attacks, it is different for everyone.
You sat by yourself on the cool cobblestones of an alley. You had felt a little on edge all day, but the proper attack had come on rather suddenly. As you stood conversing with a villager, a sharp pain in your ribs and back appeared, you became hyper aware of the feeling of your pulse in your throat. You were able to politely excuse yourself before finding somewhere to be alone. You curled up, back against a wall, knees to your chest, trying to convince your body to calm down.
“Y/n there you-“ Luisa stopped suddenly, her tone going from excitement to concern. “Mi vida? Are you okay?”
“Yeah, just an anxiety attack. I’ll be fine.” You panted. She sat down, pulling you over into her lap, your head on her chest.
“Breathe with me.” She said, setting a slow and steady rhythm with her breathing. You began to mimic the rise and fall of her chest, slowly letting the tension go from your body.
“How are you doing?”
“I-I’m fine.” You said, the tears starting to well in your eyes.
“Amor, you’re not fine, you just had an anxiety attack, and you sound like you wanna cry.”
“I’m sorry, I just don’t know what caused it, it just sort of happened.” You said, hugging her tight.
“It’s okay. We’ll get through this.” She rocked you gently, putting her face in your hair.
“Can I stay with you for the rest of the day?”
“Absolutely.” She said,kissing the top of your head. “But why don’t we stay here for a bit, just so I know you’re going to be okay. If not, I’ll call it a day and just take you home.”
“But the village-“
“Doesn’t need me more than you do right now.” She said, cutting you off. You nodded, yawning slightly. She hummed a little, squeezing you just a bit tighter. “It’s gonna be okay.