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Best friend’s sister

@whenyouhaveanobsession

There are some truths of the universe that must be observed. One of them being thou shalt not date thy best friend’s sibling. Even if she is your age. And super cute. With massive doe eyes. And the kindest smile. And she’s always staring.

“Y/n” Isa interrupted.

“Hmm?”

“Your move.” She said, indicating the chess board. You took a small sip of your tea and moved a pawn. She examined your move.

“What are you thinking so hard about?” She asked, knocking out the pawn and a knight.

“Oh, things, and stuff.” You said. You moved a rook toward the center of the board.

“Like?” She moved a bishop. “Check.” You winced and moved your king clear.

“The usual.” You deflected.

“Ah, Luisa then.” One of her knights took your Queen. “Check.”

“What?!” You had thought you weren’t that obvious. You moved your king again.

“The staring is getting a bit obvious.” She made a decisive move with her wrist. “Check mate.” Your king fell to the board with a small clatter.

“Look, Isa, I don’t want to make things weird between us, so I wasn’t going to-“

“Same age, mutually attracted, she could do worse. What’s the problem?” Isa said, setting the pieces back up.

“If we were to not work out, not only would I lose her, I would lose my best friend.”

“And this is why you keep loosing at chess. You don’t take risks.” You shook your head slightly.

“Am I to take this as you giving your blessing then?” You asked, wanting it to be 100 percent clear before you took the plunge.

“Obviously.” She said. “She was supposed to be fixing a wall in the church.” Isa added, indicating with her eyes to the door. You sighed and stood up. “Don’t come back until you’ve asked her.” She called after you.

You made your way to the church, and felt a pang of disappointment at the lack of work being done.

“That would be just about right if I managed to miss her.” You mumbled.

“Miss who?” A familiar voice asked.

“Ah, Luisa, you’re just the Madrigal I was looking for.” You said, spinning to face her. She held a boulder in one arm, a broken beam in the other. “Oh, your busy. It can wait.” You added, stepping out of her way.

“Actually, I’m just going to the edge of town, if you’d like to come with. It’s not like I’m in a rush or anything.” She said, a slight blush starting to appear on her cheeks.

“If you don’t mind.” You agreed. Luisa walked a little slower than normal so that you didn’t have to run to keep up.

“I, uh, thought you were hanging out with my sister today.” She said, trying to make conversation.

“I was, but she sent me here to talk to you.”

“Oh? What about?”

“Well, your crush on me isn’t exactly subtle.” You said calmly. She flinched slightly.

“I, uh, yeah about that. I wasn’t planning on bothering you about that, I know you and Isa are close and that would just make it weird.” She put the boulder and beam down on the garbage heap.

“That’s what I said. But she informed I wasn’t allowed to spend anymore time with her until I had asked you out.”

“Yeah, so sor- wait what?” Luisa did a double take. You smiled gently at her.

“Will you go on a date with me?” You asked more clearly. Luisa’s eyes widened and she slowly began to grin.

“Yeah, I mean, yes! I’d love you. Love to! Love to!” You smiled and stepped closer.

“I’ve been a little curious about something.” You leaned forward.

“What?” She asked, looking at your face, her breathing a little fast.

“I’d like to kiss you.” Her eyelashes fluttered as she leaned down. You shared breath for just a moment before your lips brushed hers.

“Wow.” She breathed when you pulled away. You smiled and offered her your hand.

“Walk me back?” You requested.

“Sure.”

“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

I hurt my own feelings thinking about this, so I’m going to take ya’ll with me. Luisa was probably four, just turning five, when Camilo and Mirabel were born. As toddlers are want to do, she loved holding them in her lap with guidance from her Tia and parents.

Then she gets her gift. Suddenly Tia Pepa’s anxiety won’t allow for Luisa to hold her little cousin anymore. She accidentally hugs her dad too tight. Soon she is too afraid to touch people, because what if she hurts them? We see in the movie that she doesn’t really touch people, except Mirabel. Mirabel is the only person we see her hug.

Julieta couldn’t fault her sister for trying to protect her child. She could be a guiding hand gently molding Luisa’s little fingers so that she could hold her little sister. Luisa probably remembers none of this, but she does know she’s afraid to hurt people, so she just doesn’t touch them.

OMG I GOT THIS CRAZY IDEA FOR LUISA!!! Maybe the reader sees Luisa with another person and this person is getting like super touchy, like caressing her biceps and stuff and the reader has to go break them apart but Luisa doesn’t understand what’s big deal so the reader gives her the cold shoulder 😂

Oh no… I love it.

You were fuming. You were upset. You… wanted to cry a little, actually.

You had been in the square, being as helpful as possible. Being gift less kept you for feeling very helpful, but you were trying damn it. Then what do you happen to see but Luisa standing with someone far prettier. Not only standing and talking though, rubbing her hands up and down Luisa’s arms. And Luisa wasn’t moving, she wasn’t deflecting their hands. She just stood there. You stalked over.

“Luisa, my darling girlfriend! I’ve missed you.” You said, grabbing Luisa’s arm and glaring at the interloper. She smirked at you, winked at Luisa and sauntered off. “Luisa. Who was that?” You said, trying to stay calm.

“She said her name was Maria.” Luisa said mildly, she went to wrap an arm around you, but you stepped away.

“Why was she touching you like that?” You asked.

“Like what?” Luisa asked, giving you a confused look. You felt furious. You forced yourself to take a breath.

“We’ll talk later. I need to go calm down.” You said, walking away.

“Amor-“

“Later.” You said firmly.

You walked and walked until you found a log to sit on. You couldn’t get that smug little smirk out of your head. What had they been talking about, why hadn’t Luisa told her to back off?

“Y/n? Why are you crying?” A little voice asked. You jumped, looking over at the Antonio and his Jaguar friend who had seemingly come out of nowhere. You rubbed your eyes.

“Tonio! I’m, fine, just having a bit of a rough day.” You said, waving a dismissive hand.

“Is it cause that mean lady was talking to Luisa?”

“Now, Tonio, why are you saying she’s mean?” You immediately went into guidance mode.

“The animals say that she kicks them and throws things at them.”

“Oh. That does make her mean then.” You agreed. Antonio walked over and plopped down in your lap, the Jaguar laid its head against your other leg. You gave them a tight hug. “Thank you, I needed this.” You said into Antonio’s hair. You placed him back on the Jaguar’s back and started to walk back.

“What are you going to do?” Antonio asked.

“Luisa and I are going to have a conversation about what happened and why I was upset. And hopefully we will sort this out. And barring that, I may need you to tell Luisa why that other lady is mean.”

“Okay!” Antonio said eagerly. You smiled and ruffled his hair. When you exited the tree line near the house, Luisa saw you and rushed over. “Do I tell her now?” Antonio asked.

“No, I’ll let you know.” You promised. “Go play for now.” He nodded and he asked the Jaguar to take him to his room. Luisa reached you as they darted off.

“Amor! Where were you? I was worried!” She said, taking your hands in hers. You took a steadying breath.

“Luisa, we need to talk.” She nodded, looking at you earnestly. “I felt very jealous that you were letting her touch you like that.” You said.

“I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking about how that would affect you. She made some comments about how strong I was, and it all went over my head. I wasn’t trying to hurt you.”

“I know, and I’m sorry I got so ang-“

“No no, I don’t want you to apologize. You had every right to feel upset.” Luisa interrupted. She hooked a finger under your chin. “In fact, I’m pretty impressed that you are here talking to me about this so soon. Once I realized what the problem was, I sorta thought you wouldn’t talk to me for a couple days.” She smiled fondly at you. You smiled, sighing a little and moving your head to to push her hand up onto your face. She moved forward, brushing her nose against yours. You pressed forward, kissing her softly. As you kissed, she swung you up into her arms.

“Come on, princessa. I owe you some pampering to make it up to you.” She said.

“You don’t have to.” You protested a little.

“I want to.”

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.

so,, some luisa x reader fluff please? like reader’s staying up late reading a book or doing some other hobby and luisa does the whole “honey are you coming to bed yet?” shtick, just saying cute stuff like “the bed is cold without you” one big order of cuddly fluffy luisa please 🥺

Absolutely!

It had been months since a shipment of new puzzels had arrived in Encanto. You had already done most of the ones in your collection twice, so when a surprise shipment arrived, you had pounced on one and squirreled it away to do later that night. The rest of the day seemed to drag until, finally after dinner, you set up in an alcove and got started.

“Amor, I’m going to bed.” Luisa kissed the top of your head.

“Be there in a minute.” You promised, before immersing yourself back into the puzzle.

“Are you coming to bed soon?” Luisa asked.

“Absolutely, I’ll be up in a minute.” You were a little annoyed that she’d asked twice in ten minutes, but maybe she’d forgotten she already asked.

“Amor, the bed is cold and I miss you.” Luisa didn’t pout often, so you looked up at her a little quizzically.

“I’ll be up in a minute, darling, promise.”

“Define a minute.”

“Oh, I don’t know probably ten minutes.” You said, if only you could get that center bit.

“You’ve been doing that puzzle for four hours. Please come to bed. I sleep so much better with you there.” You looked over at Luisa sharply.

“How long did you say?”

“Four hours?”

“I am so sorry, darling, I had no idea.” You looked down at the puzzle which was over half way completed.

“Please. I know you love doing your puzzles, but can’t it wait until tomorrow night?” Luisa asked, putting her arms around you, and pressing her face against the back of your neck.

“Of course. I’m sorry.” You apologized, squeezing her arm gently. She hummed before kissing your neck and carrying you up the stairs to her room.

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

This is adorable!

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Camilo, be nice.” Julietta chided mildly.

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

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

“Go talk to her.” Isabela encouraged.

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

“What are you afraid of?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Y/n, uh, hi.” She said.

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

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

“I’m all ears.” Luisa sighed.

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

“If I had ever what?”

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

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

“Not like that.” She looked frustrated.

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

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

“Yes.”

“Oh.”

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

“Really?”

“Absolutely.”

Mirabel and Julieta help y/n design and sew her wedding dress while Isabela helps dye it with her flowers💕

This is adorable!

“Amor, that doesn’t seem fair.” Luisa protested, leaning against a wall with her arms crossed.

“When was the last time you had a day that was just about you?”

“It’s about us!”

“Darling, when was the last time anyone gave a single damn about the groom?” You crossed the room, squeezing her arms gently. “I want this to be a wonderful day for you. I want you to wear an extravagant gown and walk down that aisle feeling like a princess.”

“What about you?” She argued.

“What about you?” You countered.

“Walk with me.”

“What about your papa?” She opened her mouth to argue, but couldn’t come up with anything compelling. Finally she came up with an idea. “He could escort us both.”

“You’re the one the people in this valley care about.”

“That’s not true!” You arched an eyebrow. “They just don’t know your name. That’s all.” She offered weakly.

“I exist to the auxiliary to you as far as they are concerned.” She took both of your hands in hers looking you square in the eye.

“Is this really what you want?”

“Yes.” She didn’t look happy, until a clever look came over her face. She kissed both of your hands and refused to say another word about it as you got ready for bed. The next evening you found out why.

“I’ll need to take your measurements.” Mirabel said over dinner.

“I thought you already had Luisa’s measurements.” You said, taking a sip of your drink.

“Not Luisa’s yours.”

“Why do you need mine? Luisa’s the one who’s going to wear the gown.” You pointed out. “The person not in the gown usually is in their Sunday best.”

“There’s no reason for you not to have a new dress for the wedding.” Luisa argued.

“I thought we had this figured out last night.” You said, rubbing your face with a hand.

“We did. There are just a few stipulation so I don’t worry that you feel neglected.” She said, “you don’t have to wear white, but I want you to wear something you feel radiant in.”

“You worry too much, amor.”

“Please, just humor me.” You shrugged, not continuing the argument. The next day, Julietta and Mirabel gathered your measurements and fabric to make a dress for you.

“I would say that black goes well with white, but that would definitely send the wrong message.” You said trying to figure out a way to alter the fabric.

“What about blue or purple?” Isabela suggested, offering two deeply colored flowers to you.

“I don’t know, that seems a bit ostentatious. The last thing I want is to take attention from Luisa.” You disagreed. Isa rolled her eyes.

“You do remember you’re marrying her, right? It’s your day too.”

“And how much attention was payed to Mariano during his wedding to Dolores?” You argued.

“What about orange?” Julietta said.

“I don’t think that’s better.” You were fixed with irritated looks from all the present Madrigal women. “I would think you would be all on board for me wearing something simple and understated. She deserves this day being something out of a fairytale.”

“She said the same thing about you.” Mirabel said, taking a pink flower and holding it against your skin before doing the same with the orange.

“Definitely the orange.” Isabela said gathering it from Mirabel and walking out of the room. You sighed, before looking at the designs Mirabel had drawn up.

“I like the long sleeves, but maybe we could raise the neckline quite a bit.” You suggested.

“I’m not making you a nun’s habit.” Mirabel deadpanned.

“That would require it being looser too.” You got a smack on the arm with the notebook she was using. An hour or two later Isa came back, dragging orange fabric with her. You had hashed out the details of the dress, and had all the pieces cut out in an evening.

“Amor! Wake up!” You jolted awake, the horrible dream fading from your mind. Luisa was holding you, rubbing your back to try to soothe you. You made some weak protests about being fine and got up, slipping into the newly purposed sewing room. The fabric was still there, on the floor. You shuddered slightly. In the dream, you had been standing at the alter Luisa walked in, but no one stood or looked at her because of the eyesore of a dress. You knelt and sobbed.

“Angel?” Luisa whispered. You looked up at her beautiful face. She pulled you into her lap, petting your hair. “Is this your dress?” She asked, picking up one of the strips of fabric. You nodded.

“I’m sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing?”

“It’s too much! It’s too loud, too orange. I was too busy disagreeing with, I don’t know who and didn’t tell Isa to keep it light.” She held you tighter, moving to place the strip against your skin.

“It’s perfect.” She whispered.

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

The next day you were able to get the pieces sewn together. There has been some disagreement about added embellishments, but you were far less resistant than you were the day before. Julietta helped you put it on, and you gasped slightly.

“It’s perfect.”

Picture problems

@bwall-7204 the photo suggestions

You lounged on the grass, only opening your eyes after the camera flash had gone off.

“Amor, surely there are more interesting things than me to photograph.” You protested lightly.

“I photograph other things.” Luisa said, putting the camera off to the side.

“Name one.” You challenged playfully.

“Antonio.” She said after thinking for a moment.

“Good choice. He is adorable.” You approved, gesturing for her to come closer. She cuddled in, burying her nose in your hair, her arms wrapped around your torso. You stayed like that for hours until you had to go home.

*********************************

Luisa had a brilliant idea the next morning, and rushed through her chores so she could get home. Once there she grabbed every photo of you that had been stacked up in a neat little pile and started sticking them to the walls. Some went directly above her bed, others along the walls, over her mirror. She was sticking the last on, congratulating herself on her idea when a certain cousin opened the door.

“Hey Luisa, I…” he looked around, taking in all of the pictures on the walls. Slowly a mischievous grin spread across his face. “You Simp. ABUELA!!!” And with that he dashed out the door.

“NO! GET BACK HERE!” Luisa yelled, running after him. They ran into the dining room, going back and forth around the table.

“What is all of this commotion?” Abuela demanded.

“Don’t you dare” and “Luisa has y/n’s pictures all over her room.” Came out in the same breath. Abuela raised a single eyebrow and walked out. Luisa’s momentary panic gave Camilo enough time to dive out a window and sprint off toward the village. Luisa recovered and ran from the house, hot on his trail. She caught him right in front of your house, putting him in a headlock.

“Luisa! What in heaven’s name is going on?” You asked, causing her to jump.

“Nothing!” She said.

“Shkhacyorpicursihekroomk.” Camilo said.

“What?” You asked.

“Nothing, nothing at all. Just a friendly game of tag. Well gotta be going, I think I hear Abuela, have a good night.” Luisa answered and hurried back up the hill. As she went you heard vague threats involving hanging from his toes, and thumb screws.

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.”

Perfect proposal

@animelilou again I don’t think I quite hit the mark on what you wanted, but it is what I came up with.

“Isa! You’re just the Madrigal I’m looking for!” You declared, running up to Luisa’s older sister. She looked a little surprised. “I need your help.” You announced, which earned a sarcastic once over. “Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m going to propose and- Camilo!” Camilo dropped his Isabella shape and phased through his dad and Abuela before going back into himself. He stood for a moment in shock.

“Can I help?!?” He asked suddenly, looking excited.

“I guess, sure why not. If you have a brilliant idea, I’m all ears.” He thought for a moment.

“I have the best idea!” A few minutes later you were both standing behind Cassita as he laid out his plan.

“So I’ll be like” he shifted into a slightly evil looking cross between Mariano and Tio Bruno that loomed over the ground menacingly. “And you’ll be like ‘help help!’” He threw himself to the ground dramatically taking your form before jumping back up. “And Luisa will be like ‘I’ll save you’.” He shifted to Luisa and stood to the side of the previous two positions, chest puffed out hands on his hips. “And I’ll be like ‘run away run away!’” He shifted back into the evil character and ran in place. “And then you’ll be like ‘oh amor you saved me. Marry me!’” He said throwing himself on the ground again. Then he jumped back up turning into himself. “What do you think?”

“Needs more suspense.” You both jumped as Bruno’s voice sounded off to the side.

“It’s a marriage proposal, we’re not trying to traumatize her.” You said. “I appreciate the effort though.”

“Ugh fine.”

“I may want you to help anyway, even if it isn’t to create a damsel in distress situation.” You said fluffing his hair.

The real Isabella was definitely more help.

“Let me see the ring.” She said sitting on her bed with you. The ring was simple, a thin band of gold you had a craftsman in the village fashion from a necklace you inherited. An appropriately sized piece of clear spinel, what you could afford, sat in the center with tiny stones surrounding it.

“It isn’t much, definitely not as good as she deserves.”

“It’s perfect. She’ll love it.” Isa said, waving off your concerns. “It’s unique, and from the heart. That’s what matters. Now, what did you have in mind?”

“Certainly nothing as dramatic as Camilo’s idea.” Isa laughed.

“Dolores told me all about it.”

“I was wondering if you could use your gift to grow plants in a ‘will you marry me?’ formation. Or just ‘marry me?’ if that would be easier.”

“You aren’t honestly suggesting I would shirk on a proposal to my sister?”

“No, but I don’t want it to be super inconvenient for anyone either.” Isa waved a dismissive hand.

“You have gotten Abuela’s blessing, right?”

“Yes, a couple days ago. She asked what was taking so long.” You gave a sheepish laugh.

“Why don’t we look at potential spots tomorrow?” Isa suggested, “make sure we have the perfect spot.” You nodded and hugged her just as Luisa came in. You jumped and managed to stow the ring before she saw it.

“I, uh.” She looked back and forth between you both. “I was looking for you, y/n.”

“Well, you found me. What’s up?” You asked walking to the door.

“Nothing, I just haven’t really seen you today.” You nodded and took her hand, pulling her from the room. Once you were both on the landing you hugged her tight.

“I missed you too.” You said feeling her relax into the hug.

The next morning you and Isa traveled the entirety of the valley finding the perfect spot. Ultimately you settled for a clearing about a mile from the house. You leaned together whispering about how you would Augstin proof the area and get the plants where they needed to be. Luisa walked past where you sat, heads together planning, receiving a little wave each time before you put your attention back on Isa.

Isa got the plants arranged perfectly, using cacti and aloe, as well as orchids to spell out the proposal. Antonio with his animal friends and Camilo hung the curtains Mirabel had sewn right in front of them. Antonio was also placed on bee management, for Agustin’s sake.

The day arrived, and you slipped a note with directions under Luisa’s door. The note simply said ‘we need to talk’.

You stood in the clearing, fidgeting with your prettiest dress as a very distraught Luisa approached.

“I saw your note.”

“Luisa.” You moved to kneel and she cut you off.

“No no. I get it. Isabella is perfect she’s beautiful, she makes flowers grow.”

“Luisa?”

“I can under why you would choose her, I mean I’m just a big dumb.”

“Luisa!”

“My point is you two have my blessing. I know I can’t keep you and.”

“LUISA!”

“What?”

You dropped to a knee, pulled the box from your pocket and held it open. You stayed like that for a second before you remembered that you hadn’t said the trigger phrase.

“We need to talk!” You yelled over your shoulder. The curtains didn’t pull back so much as fall down, and you winced at the ‘oof!’ that had to have come from Agustin. The rest of the family stood awkwardly gesturing to the “Will you marry me?” in plants which had also suffered casualties from the falling curtain. The new message was ‘Will vou marrv me?’. You looked back at Luisa, cringing slightly at the disaster this had turned into.

Luisa.exe had stopped working. She stood, mouth slightly agape, blinking repeatedly. Slowly her hand raised to her mouth, tears dripping down her cheeks.

“Darling, I’m so sorry, I know this is kind of, well, worse than I inte-.” You started to rise but didn’t get any further as you found you were not on the ground any more. She hugged you tightly, spinning you in a circle hard enough that the ring box bounced off into the bushes, retrieved by one of Tio Bruno’s rats moments later. She kissed you hard before letting up.

“I take it that’s a ‘yes’? You asked, grinning.

“Yes. Yes!” She said. She set you down and you collected the ring from the rat and put it on her hand, her eyes never leaving your face. The rest of the family cheered, and Agustin ate the snack Julietta packed in case of emergencies.

Congratulations were extended, as well as a light bop on the head by a vine for Luisa. ‘As if I would steal your girlfriend.’ And there was a recounting of Camilo’s idea, which had been molded by Bruno into something truly dramatic. Eventually you were both left alone in the clearing. You flopped down to lay on the grass and Luisa joined you, linking her fingers with yours.

“I’m sorry.” She said softly.

“What for?” You asked rolling onto your side.

“I let my anxiety get the better of me instead of trusting you.”

“Hey, in hindsight, I wasn’t doing a very good job of not looking sneaky. And I was looking sneaky with your older sister too, of all things. I should have been more careful with your feelings.”

“You are wonderful.” She sighed, “I can’t imagine a better proposal.”

“I can, in fact I planned one. Should have asked Tio Felix to pull the other side of the curtain. He’s less accident prone.” Luisa laughed and pulled you over on top of her.

“It was perfect.”

Don’t Do That Again

“Darling!” You called walking down the path to where Luisa was gather the burros, again.

“Over here!” She called back, picking up another one from where it had been grazing. You rounded the corner and sat down on a nearby rock.

“I had a hypothetical I wanted to run by you.”

“Alright.” She said turning around to face you.

“You know that thing you do where you kick the burro and if flips onto the top of the stack?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you think you could do it with someone on its back?” Luisa looked at you like you were crazy.

“Of course I could why would you- Ah ha, no. No, we are not going to take that kind of risk. Nope nope, not gonna happen.”

“Oh come on!” You teased. “I trust you.”

“What if the landing goes wrong and you get squished? Or you fall off and I can’t catch you?” Luisa argued, already looking super stressed. Well, this wasn’t going to plan.

“Alright, I’m sorry, forget I asked.” You said. “Can I walk with you?” Luisa took a breath.

“Yeah of course.”

The walk was mostly silent, with Luisa looking super tense the entire time as she put the burros away. She went to putting the fence back together without a word.

“I really didn’t mean to upset you.” No answer. “Do you need me to leave?”

“No!” Luisa dropped a plank on her foot, earning a sharp gasp from you.

“Are you alright?” She kicked it into her hand and gave you an amused smile. “Oh right, I forgot.”

“You’re the only person who forgets.” She laughed.

“Yeah. Sorry.” She put the plank back in place and walked over pulling you into a hug.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s cute.” Luisa moved you so you were standing on her foot. “Let go.” She whispered. You raised an eyebrow and did as you were told.

You only managed to scream once you were air-born and coming back to earth. You landed hard in Luisa’s arms. She looked super confused at your very unsettled expression.

“I thought you wanted me to-“

“No!” You panted “that was supposed to be an amusing hypothetical because you seemed stressed! I don’t like heights!”

“I am so sorry.” Luisa said, trying not to laugh. “When you said that you trusted me, I thought.”

“I do, I also didn’t realize I was volunteering to be tossed like a Burro!”

“You’re a cute burro.” You groaned and dropped your head to her chest dramatically. “I love you.”

“I love you too, please don’t do that again.”

Tipsy

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.”

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.

Let Me Show You Everything.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Please show me my fate, Bruno.”

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

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

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

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

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

“My mother won’t allow-”

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

“We can do that?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Of course.”

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

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

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

“Y/n.” She offered softly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hi! I have a request, can I please have more of Luisa being a bottom? 😳

Art credit @redlover411

18+

Luisa met you at the edge of the trees, a shawl wrapped around her torso. The sheer sparkly skirt caught the sun light. She blushed and took the hand you offered. You grinned, pulling her along to a meadow. You laid out the blanket and set down the basket. She sat down taking off the shawl. You let out a low whistle.

“Damn, bebita, why’d I bother brining food. You look like a whole meal right here.” You grinned. She blinked. Then her face went bright red.

“I, uh. Um.” She said. You dropped to the blanket opening the basket and pouring the cider you’d packed. She accepted the glass with a murmured thanks.

“Do you want me to stop? I know my teasing can be a little excessive.”

“No! It’s not that, I just. I’ve never worn anything like this before.”

“It suits you.” You commented, offering her a sandwich.

“It does?” She blushed harder, taking the food.

“Honey, I have never met anyone who belonged more in frills and sparkles.” You assured, taking your own sandwich. She smiled. You didn’t talk much as you ate, but she did complement your cooking, especially on the little tea cakes with decorative icing.

“Oh, you, you got a little.” She wiped at her own lip, and raised an eyebrow as a clever look came over your face.

“Why don’t you come over here and help me.” You asked, leaning back with a grin. She blushed, and nodded shyly, crawling over to you. You put a hand on the small of her back while the other cupped her face. She blushed softly, she leaned forward and ran her tongue over your lip. She pulled away a little, checking your surroundings. “We’re safe here, amor.” You assured, pulling her back in.

“I want you so much.” She practically whimpered, you pulled her face to yours, taking charge of the kiss. She allowed you to push her back on to the blanket, her hands bracing against the ground. “Please.” She asked, looking up at you. Her freckles were practically hidden with the red that had flooded her cheeks. Her hazel eyes, were heavy lidded, her lips parted slightly over her teeth, her attention wrapt on your face. You moved slowly over her, sliding a hand up her thigh. You kissed her mouth slowly, making her wait. Your lips touched her jaw, earning a pleased little shiver. You set your teeth in her neck, dragging slightly before latching onto her skin. She whimpered then her hand tangling in your hair.

“Soft.” You reminded gently as you felt the pressure on your scalp increased.

“S-sorry!” She stuttered as one of your hands squeezed her thigh. “J-just feels good-ah!” The other squeezed her breast. You hummed in response, beginning to kiss down her throat, and following the cut of the dress. She moaned softly, as your tongue traced the underside of her breast. You pressed the dress aside, breathing softly against her nipples. She squirmed, her legs rubbing your hips. You sliced your hand down, bunching her pretty skirt so it was out of the way. Your fingers found her dripping core, and her hips gave a very constrained jump as you found that delicate little numb.

“God you’re pretty.” You praised, taking a break from utilizing your mouth on her breasts. Sweat had started ed to appear across her for head and settling in the hollow of her throat. She had to fight to keep still, adding to what was already a strenuous activity. Your fingers moved faster, causing her head to fall back. Sweet little whimpers slipped through her lips. Her hands roamed your back and sides, the movement preventing her from clenching her fists.

“Please, I’m-ah!” You moved faster, her hips rocking carefully into your hand. She whimpered your name, clenching on fist into the blanket, the other going to her mouth. She but down on one of her fingers, but relented when you grabbed her wrist.

“I want to hear you.” You said calmly, your arm working vigorously. She obliged. Letting you keep her wrist pinned. She practically sobbed as she climaxed, her legs trembling, her breath coming in rough gasps.

“You okay mi Vida?” You asked, helping her cover up, her shawl in your hands in case she got cold.

“Mmhmm.” She managed, making the grabby hands motion at you. You lay down next to her, cuddling her close. “I should wear this more often.” She mumbled. You laughed.

“As if you weren’t already distracting.

She’s so cute!!

I saw a post talking about Luisa wearing the strawberry dress and I just had to do it 🍓

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Ribbon

18+ this is your fair warning

Luisa lay in her thin lacy nightgown, giving you a very skeptical look. Her limbs were tied with materials a regular strength person could break.

“Amor, what are you trying to accomplish here?” She asked, specifically looking at the ribbon on her wrists which looked oddly familiar.

“Wellll.” You drawled, sliding a single finger down from the tip of her chin to the valley of her breasts. “We both know I wouldn’t be able to find materials that could actually restrain you, so I came up with a different approach. “I used the straps from my sandals on your legs, which you aren’t going to break because that would make my life a bit inconvenient, and on your wrists is my favorite hair ribbon.” She stared in shock for a moment.

“I feel like that’s cheating.” Luisa said, a little bit of awe in her voice.

“I have to get around your strength somehow if we’re going to try this.” You argued. “Are you ready?” Luisa nodded. “Good. Now hold still for me darling.”

You moved to your hands and knees, still straddling her torso. You kissed her a little roughly, your tongue insistent on being on her mouth. Meanwhile your hands slid down to where the thin lace only sort of hid her full breasts. You squeezed a little roughly, earning a small gasp. You let up on her mouth for a minute, kissing along the path your finger had taken earlier. You pushed aside the lace, putting your mouth on one errect nipple, while your fingers played with the other.

“Ah, angel!” Luisa panted, still managing to hold still. You switched which one was receiving which kind of attention, earning another little noise as the nipple pulled out of your mouth with a pop. You stalled there for a while, kissing, licking and biting her breasts.

“Amor, please.” She asked. You moved up to kiss her mouth again, pausing first to take in the sight of her face flushed, her hair loose and fanned out over the pillows. You pulled away slowly, a playful expression on your face.

“Would you like me to keep going?” You teased.

“Yes!”

“As you wish.” You said, pushing the hem of her nightgown higher to expose her soaked core. Your eyes met, gazes holding as you put your tongue on her already swollen clit. She tried not to whimper, but you had been winding her up all day with hints about what you had planned. The nightgown was even your idea. As your tongue continued to work, you slid two fingers inside, crooking your fingers slightly, rubbing that spot that made her fight the impulse to buck her hips.

“Angel, please!” She gasped as you started to suck her clit. You reached a hand up to squeeze and pinch each breast. “Y/n, y/n, y/n! She gasped fighting to keep control of her limbs. Her limbs quivered with the strain. You sucked harder, moving your fingers faster. Her ability to form coherent sentences left her, giving you only choppy, desperate gasps and disjointed syllables.

“Cum for me.” You instructed, either your timing was impeccable, or she had been holding off. The minute those words left you, she gasped bucking her hips, her clit throbbing. You grinned watching her come off the high. As she caught her breath, you undid the ties at her ankles.

“H-how bad I-is it?” She asked.

“Not bad at all. You did wonderfully.” You assured, tossing them off to the side. You pulled the knot loose at her wrists, letting them fall to the bed. You tossed it off to the side too, cuddling in to her. “How are you doing? Do you need anything?” You asked, stroking her face gently.

“I’m alright.” She assured before snuggling you tighter. “Just don’t go away.” She asked softly.

“I promise, I’m not planning to be anywhere else tonight.” Her thick eyelashes fluttered slightly as sleep crept up on her.

“Good.”

“Sleep well darling.” You received no answer other than steady breathing. You smiled and settled on to follow suit.

Recently found your Luisa Madrigal x readers and they’re AMAZING 🤩 I squealed so loudly when I found them, they made me so happy. You write her really well!😊 Are you open to asks about your fics and such?

Those were a bit spur of the moment, but I’m open to that. If I didn’t plan it, I’ll out and out wing it. Thank you so much for you kind words, they were my first foray into that kind of fan fiction.

Alfred Molina as Dr. Otto Octavius/Doc Ock (Spider-man 2, 2004)

My primo Camilo won’t stop until he makes you smile today.

ENCANTO (2021) dir. Jared Bush, Byron Howard & Castro Smith

Looks Like a Cinnamon Roll, is a Cinnamon Roll

Looks Like a Cinnamon Roll, Could Actually Kill You

Looks Like They Could Kill You, is Actually a Cinnamon Roll

Looks Like They Can Kill You, Can Actually Kill You

Luisa Madrigal x Reader

⚠️Warning⚠️ Implied (but not directly written) sexual content. Minors, y’all should skip this one just to be on the safe side. If you choose to ignore these warnings, that is your own fault!!! Once more, I am not fluent in Spanish so if I make any errors, pls let me know so I can fix them. Also, while I try to write gender neutral characters, I tend to lean more towards the feminine side unconsciously and would very much like to break that habit, so any tips you have to offer are greatly appreciated💕 Set after the movie’s events.

You had absolutely no idea how Luisa managed to get out of bed each morning. If you had a bed like this, plush like a cloud and warm but not stifling, you would never get up. You remembered the first time you saw it, just hanging out as friends despite the absolutely massive crush you harbored on her. The rumors about the extraordinary bedrooms of the Madrigal’s turned out to be true and your tour of the room consisted of navigating through the huge area with impossible marvels around each turn. To the meticulously polish weights to the rocky lagoon that changed temperature to whatever Luisa was feeling, you found yourself in awe. It was all clearly touched by the Madrigal Miracle, you could feel magic hanging in the air, yet it was all so distinctly Luisa and put you immediately at ease, much like the girl herself. But el evento principal, at least to you, was the massive bed shaded by a large fruit tree, magical sunlight dappled through the branches and casting shapes on the comforter. Luisa had just continued on talking about the room tour, but your eyes stayed glued on the bed and your thoughts took a nosedive into the gutter. That moment, no matter how long ago it happened, stayed with you. You could feel the heat in your face and see the strange look Luisa gave you when she realized you were staring.

Little did you know, that Luisa had been thinking the same, much to her embarrassment. The way you stared at the bed then at her made the muscles in her arms twitch, the urge to throw you over her shoulder growing ever stronger. It took another several months till her fantasy became reality. You have been together for a while now and never shared anything more than a passionate kiss and some light petting. But last night, both of you in high spirits after a particularly lively fiesta. After the members of the family retired to bed, you had tagged along with Luisa, barely managing to wait for her door to close before pulling her into a kiss. So you kissed and kissed some more and, with some difficulty, eventually found yourselves standing before her bed. Both of you stared at the imposing piece of furniture, then back at each other. It was you who took a deep breath and took her hand, bringing it to your lips and pressing light kisses to each knuckle. “I love you”. The words were so soft, she felt them against her fingertips. “Can..would you want to..”, the words got stuck in her throat as she saw the absolute adoration shining in your eyes as you tugged her into the bed and straddled her waist. She had to be oh so delicate, hands balling into the mattress lest she react too strongly. But what you did to her, how lovely your lips looked trailing wet kisses down her neck, her chest, her thighs, it made her heart pound throughout the night as her ceiling stars shined silvery light onto your bodies and the quickly growing pile of discarded clothing.

You finally pulled yourself out of bed the next morning, naked save for the soft blanket draped around your shoulders. You could feel her eyes on your back as you stretched, reveling in the sounds of your sore muscles popping. However, the serenity of the moment was shattered when you attempted to stand and immediately felt your knees buckle and you hit the floor. Luisa sat up so fast that the covers flew in the air. “You alright”, she peered over the side of the bed. Her voice was hoarse and pride floated through you knowing you were the cause of it. You poked your thigh and a tingling sensation spread, as if you had done a hardcore leg workout for hours on end, “I’m perfect”. It took two tries but you managed to pull yourself up and stumble to the small pitcher of perpetually cold water. Pouring a glass, you turned and offered it to Luisa, just as she finished peeling an orange from a low hanging branch. You both smiled, you fondly and her slightly embarrassed. You sat back on the bed and accepted the fruit while handing her the water. She drained the glass quickly as you bit into the fruit. You hummed in appreciation at the taste, eyes closing blissfully. The gulping of water stopped and your eyes opened again. A stray droplet of juice escaped out the side of your mouth and slid down your chin and neck, Luisa’s eyes following it intensely. Her face went red as she realized you caught her staring. You just smiled and wiped it off before falling back into the bed. Luisa set the glass on a small table and turned, using one hand to pluck you up and drop you into her lap. You felt yourself melting as her strong hands rubbed at your shoulders, even going so far as to moan gently as the sore muscles were once again worked by her. She snorted and buried her head into the crook of your neck, peppering the skin with kisses and giggles. You reached and carded your fingers through her loose curls, eyes focusing on an absolutely gorgeous blotch of purplish-red on her shoulder. The both of you somehow managed to mark each other in easy to cover spots, both looking like you lost a fight with how many lovely little bruises covered your skin. “We’re gonna have to get up soon”, you murmured to her. With a powerful exhale, she nodded, yet her arms just tightened around you. “I guess a few more minutes wouldn’t hurt”.

I’m Here (Luisa Madrigal x Reader)

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

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

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Dolores: So, did everyone learn their lesson?

Camilo: No.

Isabela: I did not.

Luisa: I may have actually forgotten one.

Mirabel: Also no.

Dolores: Oh good, neither did I.

Alma: *exhausted sigh*

Luisa might be the first animated character I write for because I am VERY down bad for her 💀

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

The Madrigals x gn!Reader

Fluff - Romantic

Requested: No

[Word Count: 941]

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

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

Pt. 2

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

Luisa, Isabela, Dolores, Camilo, and Mirabel included

Luisa

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

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

You were the most stunning person she had ever seen

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

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

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

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

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

Isabela

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dolores

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Camilo

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mirabel

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

don’t think about Luisa and her scientist s/o

don’t think about the way you squeaked like a mouse when Luisa startled you after picking up the bridge while you were on it. don’t think about how she sheepishly apologized afterwards, holding a hand out to you, an unfamiliar person in the Encanto. don’t think about the way you’re is always carrying a journal around with you and jotting things down. don’t think about how you get so excited talking about herbs and their uses and Luisa notices the way your eyes light up for the first time.

don’t think about how you use alchemy to help Luisa whenever she’s doing chores. don’t think about how your family ships you both hardcore. don’t think about the fact that Luisa spotted a sketch of her in your journal and your only excuse for it was a nervously, babbled “you’re just so pretty” as you bury your face into your hands. don’t think about the cute apron that you wear when working, stained here and there and loaded with vials and herbs.

don’t think about the way you wake up to another day in each other’s arms, Luisa kissing her your hand and you peppering kisses across her face. don’t think about the way you nervously fumble with your hands when Luisa takes you meet her family. don’t think about the different reactions all the Madrigals have—from Julietta and Augustin pulling you into a hug to Camilo and Mirabel teasing Luisa relentlessly to Alma studying you curiously yet offering you a warm smile. don’t think about the way Antonio’s face lights up when you kneel down to give him a present that your sister invented. don’t think about how Luisa smiles at you when you laugh and joke around with her family, settling in relatively well.

don’t think about the late night conversations about your future together—dreams stretching well beyond marriage and kids—imagining mornings and late nights;the moments you’d share with her crazy family, especially after they meet yours; the work you’d dedicate to the town not just as member of the madrigal family but as a scientist; dancing together during madrigal celebrations;

don’t think about Luisa and her scientist s/o—but especially don’t think about she gushes over you and brags to others about how amazing you are. don’t think about the way you braid her hair. don’t think about the way she gathers you in her arms. don’t think about the fact that you never would’ve realized on day one just how she tethered you to the Encanto.

don’t think about it👀👀👀