#camilo encanto
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WHY HELLO LOVELY ENCANTO FANDOM I PRESENT YOU WITH THREE NEW FICS
Ya know running away but *happily* - Pro_moth - Encanto (2021) [Archive of Our Own]
Warning these were mainly done while I was half asleep
Okay okay so like I hc in modern au that Camilo is in band and theatre right,,,but I was thinking,,,what instrument would he play.. Cause like I’m getting vibes that he’d play either trumpet or another brass instrument.. I don’t think he would touch a woodwind, but he may be percussion…
Also give your head canons now
Chapter one
taglist(open) : @camilosunshxne
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The frigid air of England hits (y/n) as she gazes out of her window, her face saddens as thoughts swim in her mind. She sighs, playing with the bracelet around her wrist. How was she going to connect with the people in Colombia. Her and her brother are French and British, meaning their accent was so evident in their voice. She sighs, resting her head on her arms, closing her eyes.
“Mon Dieu” she mumbles, leaning back up as she racks a hand through her hair. Closing her eyes, she looks across the street. People bustling in the city, cars driving past as kids run around. Her door slams open, making the girl turn around to meet the bright eyes of her brother. His curly deep brown hair messy. She smiles at the boy as he runs her, his lip wobbling.
“Is Papa correct? Are we moving” he says, his voice wobbly as tears fall down his cheeks. (Y/N) smiles at her brother, squawking down to his level. She cups his cheeks, wiping away his tears.
“Oui, but you’ll have me and Papa” she says softly as Finn hugs his sister tightly, letting out a sob.
“But I don’t wanna leave! I like it here” he cries, gripping onto his sisters’ blouse. She sighs, rubbing his back as she coos at him.
“I don’t either copian. But what Papa says goes. Even if both you and I disagree with his decisions. We have to do as he says” The girl says softly, rubbing his back as she sits on the hardwood floor. She pulls her brother onto her lap, letting him lay his ear on her chest. His lip wobbles, his grip on her blouse not loosening as he lets his tears fall. He looks up at her with his big hazel eyes, his eyes glassy.
“Can you sing that one song” he asks softly, his voice barely above a whisper. (Y/N) smiles, rubbing his back as she hums.
“I sing a lot of songs buddy, which one do you want to hear?” She asks softly, as Finn grips her shirt tighter.
“The sister one. The one Wilbur wrote” he says softly, looking towards the floor. (Y/N) smiles, nodding. She moves Finn next to her, standing up to get her guitar that was beside her bed. She sits back down next to him, fixing her posture. She hums, strumming her guitar, a small smile on her face.
“I thought I couldn’t love anymore” (Y/N) begins, as she strums the guitar. “Turns out I can’t but not for the same reasons as before” Finn looks up towards his sister, a smile on his face as he listens to her sing.
“I use everyone I meet. I can’t find the perfect match” She sings softly, her voice light “Abuse those I love, while I ostracize the ones who love me… back” she continues to play the guitarist, a solemn smile on her face as she looks down as she plays.
“In the path of least resistance, I find myself salting the Earth. Every time that I miss you. I feel the way you hurt” (Y/N) sings, lancing up at her brother as he leans her head on her shoulder. She smiles, continuing the song.
“And I don’t deserve you. You deserve the world. Though it feels like we were built…” she sings, waiting for the next verse,“ From the same dirt” She strums the guitar harder, making it louder as she hums.
“I hate to say it. But your sister was right” she says, swallowing as she feels tears brim to her eyes. “Don’t trust English boys with far too much free time” Her voice grows wobble as she feels her emotions coming a brew.
“And i hate to say t. But your sister was right. I’m nothing but a problem. Leave you crying overnight” She says, tears falling from her eyes and sliding on her rosy cheeks. She hears her brother sniffle, singing along softly with her.
“And I hate to say it. But your sister was right” (Y/N) repeats, sniffling herself as she strums her guitar with passion.
“I can’t focus on the future only my short sight” she sings with passion, her voice on punctuating the words she sings. “I hate to say it. But your sister was right…” She strums the guitar, it leaving a ringing before she strums it again.
“I’m a wanker. Complete wanker” she says, her voice going quiet with her guitar. “ A fucking waste of time” She strums her guitar, the meaning of the song handing in her mind as her brother sniffles again. She looks over to her brother as he plays with a button on his shirt, his face sad with the news they were brought of.
“Do you want to go get some biscuits?” (Y/N) asks softly, placing her guitar next to her. She feels her brother nod. He rubs his nose with his shirt sleeve. The girl smiles, standing up, and helping the smaller boy up.
“Go get your shoes on. I’ll be down in a minute” the girl says, patting her brother on the back. He nods, rushing out of her room and down the stairs. She sighs, gulping as she looks back outside.
“What are we gonna do” she mumbles to herself. She turns, grabbing a cardigan, slipping it on and some boots as well.
“Can we go to foxes one” Finn asks, gripping (Y/N)’s sleeve. She smiles, nodding at her brother’s question.
“Oui! We can take the tube to get there” She says, walking towards the stairs leading towards the subway. Finn nods, glancing around as he grips his sister tighter. They walk down the steps, people scattered around the pavement, waiting for the next train. (Y/N) walks over to a large sign, looking at in thought.
“We’ll need to get off here” she mumbles to herself as Finn looks around skittishly. A ding flows through the underground, the train stopping. (Y/N) wraps her arm around her brother, walking onto the trains. They stand near the side as people crowd onto the train. (Y/N) rubs her brothers shoulder as the train begins moving through the underground. Finn hides his face in her blouse as the travel. Soon enough their stop comes. (Y/N) moves off the train with her brother in front of her. She smiles, taking his hand, leading him up the steps and onto the busy streets of London. She hums, a bittersweet smile on her face as they make their way to their destination.
Opening The door, a small ding rings through the small café. (Y/N) hold the door open for her brother before walking in herself. She smiles, taking in the smell of freshly baked pastries. She leans down slightly as her brother looks up at her.
“Get whatever you want okay” she says softly as Finn nods happily, running towards the clear window with pastries on show. She smiles, walking towards the counter. She looks towards who is at the cash register, meeting the eyes of her good friend. He smiles, his braces showing.
“Bonjour (Y/N)!” The boy says happily, making a small wave. The girl smiles back, walking up to him.
“B - Bonjour Alex” she says softly, her anxious nature taking over. He smiles, his blond hair messy as ever.
“I see you’re letting Finn get anything he wants” he says before leaning on the counter, leaning his face closer to (Y/N)’s. She leans her head back, looking into the boy’s muddy green eyes. “What’s the special occasion?” Alex questions, a smirk on his lips. (YN) chuckles awkwardly, gripping her pants n an anxious behaved.
“W - What?” She lets out, looking everywhere but where Alex is suituated, “There’s no special occasion” Alex laughs, leaning back as he crosses his arms. He raises a questionable brow, his smirk staying on his lips. (Y/N) sighs in defeat, reaching up and twirling a price of hair with her finger.
“W - Well Papa told me something and it’s really big” She mumbles quickly, looking towards the side. Alex looks confused at the girl before sighing. He glances at the clock before leaning closer to her.
“I get off in ten” He stats, looking towards the clock before back to the girl “Tell me what’s happening, ya got it” (Y/N) nods, sopping her anxious habit. Finn walks up to his sister, taking her free hand in his.
“I want the yokshire pudding” he says, he punctuation troublesome. Alex laughs, nodding at the boy.
“Got it petit homme” Alex says, snapping his fingers as he makes his way to the displays. He takes a paper bag, opening it and placing the treat in the bag.
“Anything else?” he asks, leaning back up. The girl hums, looking up at the menu in thought.
“I’ll have a few biscuits, and then two millionaires’ shortbread” she says before looking down at her brother a smile on her lips.
“Anything else you want?” She asks softly. Finn nods, letting go of her hand walking over to the cases. He points towards a strawberry syllabub. Alex smiles, grabbing the treat and biscuits. Putting the biscuits in their own separate bag. The syllabub in a plastic cup. Alex sticks a spoon in the treat, handing it over to Finn. Finn’s eyes widen and glisten. (Y/N) chuckles, reaching in her pocket for her wallet. She pulls it out opening it. She looks towards Alex who smiles at her.
“How much?” she asks, looking towards Alex. Alex smiles cheekily.
“7 pounds Madame” Alex says, leaning against the counter. Finn walks up to his sister, taking her free hand again as he holds his treat. (Y/N) nods, pulling out the sterling’s. She places it on the counter. She turns towards the door, before glancing back.
“We’ll be outside, come to us when your done beau” she says before walking out with her brother. The two sit on the patio seats. She smiles, watching as her brother digs into the treat. She places the two bags on the table, taking a seat beside Finn.
“Are you goma tel Alex?” Finn asks, his mouth full of the frosty treat. (Y/N) laughs, shaking her head as she takes a napkin, whipping is cheek.
“Ne mange pas la bouche pleine, frere” she says softly, a sweet smile on her face. Finn smiles, apologizing before shoving more of the sweet treat in his mouth. (Y/N) takes her own sweet treat from her paper bag, taking a bite of it, humming in satisfaction. Finn looks up at his sister, placing his utensil down.
“I want some’” he says sweetly opening his mouth. (Y/N) smiles laughing at her brother. She shakes her head before letting her brother take a bite of her treat. He hums, closing his eyes as he takes in the flavor.
“’M like it” he says, happily. (Y/N) laughs, shaking her head placing the used napkin down.
“Oh, frere” she mutters, smiling at the boy.
“Alright Mon angle, what is troubling” Alex says, sitting next to the girl. (Y/N) jumps, clutching her heart.
“Mered Alex!” The girl says, turning to glare at the boy who chuckles. Alex leans forward, placing his head in his hands. (Y/N) glares at the boy before sighing glancing at her brother.
“Papa got a letter back from his ami” she says lightly, playing with the bracelet on her wrist. Alex hums, raising a brow. He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest.
“It said that we are welcomed to move to Colombia, and Papa is making us move there” she says softly, hurt evident in her voice. Alex’s eyes wide, his mouth agape. He stutters, his throat going dry. he closes his mouth, swallowing before speaking.
“C - Colombia?” He says breathlessly, not believing what he heard. (Y/N) sighs, her face saddens. Finn looks between Alex and his sister before speaking.
“Papa says it’s be a fresh start for us” Finn says, playing with the rest of his treat “he says that they’d welcome us since that are also magical. I don’t believe it. Sissy doesn’t like it” he says with innocence, looking sadly at Alex.
“I don’t want to leave Alex. I like it here” he says, his voice wobbling. Alex closes his eyes, taking a deep breath.
“It’s okay petite homme” Alex says, reaching over the table to grasp his hand. Alex rubs Finn’s hand reassuringly. “We’ll just have to make the most of it before you leave” (Y/N) takes a hitched breath, tears brimming from her eyes.
“That’s the thing Alec” she says, her voice wavering. Alex looks up, his face filled with worry and concern.
“We’re leaving tomorrow” she whimpers out, gripping her slacks. Alex’s eyes widen again, tears coming to his eyes as well.
“T- That’s unfair! Did your Papa think about you? Or Finn! T -That’s!” Alex says, his lips wobbling as he tries to keep his tears in.
“Je suis desole, Alexandre” (Y/N) mumbles, as she’s taken into an embrace by the male. H holds her tightly, closing his eyes.
“C'est bon angle” Alexander mumbles. Holding her as she sobs into his chest. Finn looks at the two, his eyes watering as well. Alex looks over at him, lifting his arm to welcome him into the hug. Finn rushes over, clutching Alex’s shirt.
“I don’t want to leave” he wails, his tears falling as both the teenagers look at the young boy. They glance at each other, calming the small boy.
“it’s okay, frere”
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“Everyone come on! The taxi’s here!” Miguel calls out to his daughter and son. He stands in the doorway, hands on his hips watching the two come down the stairs. Finn clutches his stuffed mushroom, his eyes glistening with tears. Miguel coos at his son, bending down.
“Come ‘er Fannie” Miguel says, opening his arms to the small boy. Finn scrunches his nose, glaring at his father as he clutches the stuffed toy. His sister soon follows, her hand glazing the barren walls as she walks down the stairs, her rucksack on hr shoulders. She reaches the bottom of the stairs, seeing her brother glaring at their father, she sighs, walking to him and scooping him up. She holds him to her chest walking towards their father.
“Let’s go” she says dryly, walking past him and to the taxi that’s filled with their belongings. Miguel sighs standing up and following the two. He opens the back for the two, letting them get in. (Y/N) places Finn in his car seat, strapping him in. She leans away, shutting his door.
“(Y/N)” Miguel says, placing a hand on her shoulder. She glances at her father, a blank expression on her face. Miguel sighs, pulling her into a hug.
“I know this Isn’t ideal, Fillie” Miguel says, placing his chin on top of her head, “But you’ll love Colombia more that you think you will” (Y/N) sniffles, pulling back.
“I don’t know, but I’ll try for you and Finn” she says softly, turning away heading to the other side of the taxi. Miguel watches his daughter get into the taxi, sighing to himself. He rubs his face before getting into the front seat. The taxi driver looks towards Mughal asking where they deeded to be taken to.
“L'areorport s'il vous plait” Miguel says, glancing back to his children. he sighs, looking back in front of him as the car starts. (Y/N) looks out the window, watching the scenery rush by. She sighs, leaning her cheek against the window.
Thirty minutes passed by the radio being the only noise in the car. The taxi stops in front of the busy airport. Miguel gets out of the car, walking towards the truck. (Y/N) gets out, walking towards her dad.
“What do you need me to do?” she asks, watching her dad pull the luggage out.
“Watch Finn, and I’ll give you his and your carry-on bags” Miguel huffs out, as the Taxi man walks towards him to help. (Y/N) nods, walking over to the other side of the car. She opens the door, unbuckling her brother. He looks at her, getting out with her help. Finn grips her hand tightly as they watch their father.
“(Y/N) here” Miguel huffs, handing the girl a bag and a suitcase. She slips the bag on her other shoulder as Finn grips her hand. Miguel smiles, thanking the taxi driver. Miguel nudges towards the door, having the two follow him. Time brushes by, as they get to the plane. Miguel smiles, rubbing his daughter’s shoulder.
“You two ready?” He asks, as they walk through the gate and to their awaited flight. (Y/N) smiles at her father as Finn stays quiet.
“Ready as I’ll ever be” she mumbles, walking onto the plane.
Next
Shoutout to Camilo Madrigal, the only Colombian ever ‼️
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Reblogs are appreciated!
Camilo Nickname headcannons
Before the relationship:
- Before you get together he’s kinda flirty but also respectful and shy
- He’d start off with a shortened version of your name, like if your name was Charlotte he might call you Charlie
- As you both get closer he starts to slowly call you things like sweetheart
- “Hey sweetheart, do you er need help with that basket?- NOT THAT I THINK YOURE WEAK I JUST wanna do something for you??”
- Yeah he gets nervous around you
- When you call him something sweet back
- He- literally shifts into you and sighs dreamily
During the relationship
- He gets a bit more smooth
- He’s like ‘ok, she definitely likes me so there will be no repercussions for calling her Amor’
- Amor is coincidentally the main nickname he calls you
- He loves your little blush when he calls you that
- After he’s introverted you to the family he DEFINITELY gets more confident
- One day you’ll just hear from his room ‘who the man? I’m the man!’
- On that day, whilst you were eating with the madrigals
- You were discussing sewing with Mirabel and suddenly you hear from Camilo
- “Can you pass me the salt Mi Vida”
- And without hesitation you hand it to him
- And Felix LOOSES IT
- Starts crying saying his little boy is growing up
- It’s sunny for the entire next day, courtesy of Pepa
- So basically he goes from slightly confident but also shy baby to saying “ah yes the woman I will marry, there she is” in public
My friend: yo what have you got there
Me: crippling anxiety and-
Me:*trips and falls, and photos start falling out of my pockets*
My friend: ….
Me:*frantically stuffing photos back into my pockets* I CAN EXPLAIN I SWEAR
Learning to love yourself (& others)
Helllllllo ok so this is a Camilo x reader!
The reader is blind!! And yes this is going to be a multi chapter :)
Ok I’m gonna start writing now
It was a busy day in Encanto, the sun was beaming down on the villagers and they went about their daily chores, getting some assistance from Luisa when necessary, but still scurrying around to get things done.
Despite it only being lunchtime, there was already a line next to Julieta’s meal table and within that line stood a small six year old girl, dressed in a light blue skirt and a typical white short sleeved blouse, her hair done up in a bun to keep it out of her face, and in her hand she held a stick. Now you’re probably wondering why the stick? It would be because Poppy Diàz is blind. The six year old had arrived to the the village 2 years prior with her parents from England, the Diàz family had never disclosed why they moved , but nobody seemed to care.
Poppy had been born blind and her parents had cried, because they knew their little girl would struggle in the world, but as time went on they could see that she was stubborn, and they knew she would be ok.
Now when they had moved to the village, Poppy had been 4 years old and very curious. She was so curious that when her Mamí had put her down quickly to grab a few items from a stall, she had scurried away towards a loud vibration that had peaked the girls interest-
This vibration happened to be Luisa, helping her family set up a picnic and toppling over a tree for fire wood, and as Luisa had gotten ready to start heading back to the Madrigals she noticed a small baby crawling around seemingly without direction.
“Awe hello little one” Luisa said gently dropping the firewood she had collected, making sure none of it would roll and possibly hurt the child she had just found, “what are you doing out here? Where’s your mama?”
Poppy had continued to crawl around, slightly confusing Luisa, as when baby’s hear a voice normally they stop what they’re doing and look at the person talking- or was that just something Mirabel and Camilo do?
Luisa looked around and figured that she would take the baby girl- or what looked like a baby girl- to her Tia Pepa and come back for the firewood then take the girl into Encanto in hopes to find the child’s actual parents.
Luisa slowly approached the 4 year old and gently as she could be picked the baby up, making sure that her grip wasn’t too strong as she still wants the best with controlling her powers. Poppy had stilled after being picked up, but continued to look around quite unsure of what was going on, these hands didn’t feel like her mamas but they didn’t feel uncomfortable either, so Poppy had decided to not make a fuss and see how this went.
While Poppy had been thinking to herself, Luisa had started back to her family, hoping that her mother would help her find the parents so she wouldn’t have to explain how she found the child. As Luisa reached the point where her family were talking and playing she realized that the baby had fallen asleep in her arms.
“Ah Luisa! You’re back! How were the woods” her Abula Alma hacked over her shoulders whilst cooing at an adorable Mirabel who had just handed her a rock “It was fine Abula but I found something erm rather interesting” Luisa replied whilst walking towards where the group where all sat down.
“What did you find cariño- dios mio! Where did you get a baby?”
Ok so I’m gonna stop there because I have to wake up early tomorrow , the next three chapters will just be introducing the families to one another and setting up the back story! Ok
I hope you enjoyed!
I’m writing this with the assistance of @usamiu who requested this fic to begin with :)
Doing some Encanto drawing/writing requests!
This is very free range so pls don’t feel afraid to request anything! However there is a list of things I WON’Tdo:
- Anything 18+/NSFW
- No incest or pedophilia or anything like that (I can’t believe I have to mention that but seriously, PROSHIPPERS DNI)
- OC x canon (most of the time I don’t see anything wrong with it but I just don’t like to indulge in it)
- Anything generally offensive/racist/homophobic/etc
- Basically I have the right to refuse any request
But yeah! Please feel free to request through dm/reblog/reply; anything! I probably won’t get to everything obviously, but I will do my best :)
I have never made headcanons in my ✨life✨, but for this man?
For this man, I will do my best ❤️
SO.
Bruno Headcanons That Live In Here Rent-Free
- Do I think Bruno is asexual? Yes. Do I think he’s the clumsiest romantic on the planet Earth anyways? Also yes.
- Bruno is good at parkour, yes. But the second he sees someone he likes, that goes directly out the window, goodbye skills
- I can vividly and PHYSICALLY envision Bruno leaning in a doorway trying to talk to his crush and like slipping and stumbling forward a little and catching himself and trying to laugh it off
- Bruno is definitely the kind of guy to hear about or deduce some small interest you’ve got and then run with it,,, romantic or otherwise, doesn’t matter, if he thinks you’re cool he’ll collect things for you like a bird
- Like say you show Bruno a cool rock you found one time?? Expect to find a bunch more cool rocks just popping up, like just in your bag or on your windowsill or something; he might give them directly but he’s way more likely to just leave them for you to find
- If someone did something similar for him he would probably try really really hard not to cry and only kind of succeed
- He’s really happy to be here
- If you directly invite him to something, to his face, he’ll probably go; if you send him a card he’ll probably assume it was a politeness thing and will only go if his sisters do some convincing
- After living in the walls for so long, he’s developed a habit of having a stash of Julieta’s food just in case
- In case of what, it’s not clear even he knows, but just in case
- For the first couple months he’s back, if he’s been observing a conversation without participating for a while, Bruno will occasionally get a little startled when someone talks to him
- Sometimes he just kind of forgets that he’s back now and he’s part of the conversation
- I don’t know, maybe these aren’t super popular headcanons??? They’re just my personal little ones
- I also headcanon that Bruno and Luisa get to be unexpectedly close
- I don’t really have a justification for that?? I can just see it
- Also this isn’t related to Bruno but I can totally see Camilo turning into Dolores to take some snacks even though she’s already had some and then Dolores going in for seconds and when they’re like “hey didnt you already have snacks” she’s like “oh no that was Camilo, I haven’t had any yet” and nobody questions it and they’re working together so they both get to have more than they’re supposed to lol
Idk maybe these are bad, what do y’all think??
Isabela: This is horrible! This is the most humiliating thing to ever happen to me!
Camilo: Oh-? Even more humiliating than-
Isabela: We are not doing this!
Bruno: We vegetarians love the environment. Carnivores are sick freaks.
Camilo: How can vegetarians possibly love the environment, you keep eating all the fucking plants.
headcanon
Camilo can run.
fast.
Camilo Madrigal has the energy of the one boy in the musical theater program who always gets cast as the male romantic lead that every girl automatically has a crush on
yes, thank you, and…
Isabela is the one to always be casted either as the protagonist, romantic interest or that one mystical, beautiful ethereal being; but she hates it and wished she would be casted as the villainess instead or help set the play instead.
luisa is the kid casted as the tree but she is happy and puts a lot of effort in it. like, she’ll be the most expressive tree you’ll ever see and is super proud about it.
dolores prefers to help in the backstage rather than acting.
headcanon (?) or theory idk
“but if dolores could hear bruno why didn’t she tell anyone?”
well, she did
she eventualy told her brother Camilo, who probably told her she was being paranoid
look at her “I told u so” face when she said “yo I knew he never left I heard him everyday!”
guys i am SO sorry i watched encanto and its all i can think about now……… I HAVENT BEEN THIS FIXATED ON A MOVIE SINCE FROZEN CAME OUT
Camilo Madrigal is scared of cats, ferrets, and roaches. In that order.
Me when- when bruno uhh when bruno uh when um.. bruno uh me when-
camilo you lil shit
Spill it Dolores
you know the drill, seven foot frame, rats along his back, the banger the banger
anyway, here’s my contribution to encanto twitter. sharing it here too (based on jared bush saying that he had an early idea about camilo’s room being full of mirrors, but “nothing is canon”)
