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My Camilo animation got claimed for the audio and blocked worldwide. It's not a strike, but since it had over 100k views and I'm not partnered Youtube won't give me the option to just,,, mute the song :,D
Don't you love incredibly obscure, completely arbitrary rules that benefit no one!
Now my most viewed video ever, and one that I was super proud of, is simply gone forever and I'm devastated
Anyway I've reuploaded it with generic music and if folks could maybe share it around or toss me a spare view/comment/anything, I'd very much appreciate it <3
Camilo interlude
Ok so I think many of us hear the fan made song for Camilo (Camilo interlude). The creator has made a kickstarter for the project with the goal of $500 to try to get the real voice actor for Camilo to sing it along with the voice acter of Dolores. The Spanish voice actor for Camilo has already volunteered. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nL0D-cp1EkI&list=TLPQMTgwMzIwMjJhjYcj6D_tsg&index=4 https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/laureliamadeus/camilos-interlude?ref=project_link There are 12 days left so let's try to make this happen
Save Dr. Farhat's family from genocide in Gaza
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In the heart of war-torn Gaza, where destruction and loss are a daily reality, lies the deeply moving tale of Dr. Husam Farhat and his family. Amidst the relentless bombardment, Dr. Farhat faced an unthinkable tragedy: the martyrdom of his beloved sisters, Inas and Amal, along with their husbands and children, and his brother Mustafa. This devastating loss shattered not only their dreams but also their hopes for a peaceful future.
Life Before the War: Memories of a Beautiful Home
Before the war, my life revolved around a beautiful home where I lived with my wife, our daughter Sham, and our sons Muhannad and Muhammad. This home was more than just a place to live; it was a sanctuary filled with love, warmth, and the joy of watching my children grow. Every corner of our home echoed with their laughter, turning it into a place where dreams for the future felt not only possible but inevitable, but then the war came, and in an instant, everything changed. The place where we once felt safe and secure was reduced to rubble. The life we had carefully built, the dreams we had nurtured, and the bright future we had planned were all torn apart. The war didn’t just destroy our home; it uprooted our entire existence, leaving us with nothing but the painful memories of what once was, Now, standing in the ruins of our former life, I'm left with fragments of a distant dream. The joy and security we once knew have been replaced by loss and uncertainty as we face a future overshadowed by harsh realities.
The Loss of My Professional Dream and Life After the War
And it wasn’t just my home that was destroyed. My accounting office, one of the most renowned in Palestine, was also reduced to rubble. I had worked tirelessly to build this office, which wasn't just a place of business but a reflection of my passion and dedication to the field of accounting. It was our primary source of income, providing financial stability and security for my family, My office was well-known for its exceptional services and strong reputation among clients. Over the years, it had become a symbol of success and hard work in the accounting world. But the war took it all away in an instant. Everything I had worked so hard to achieve was destroyed, and years of effort and dedication were wiped out in moments, Now, I stand on the ruins of my office, just as I stand on the ruins of my life, trying to piece together the remnants of my dreams and memories. This office was a source of pride for me and my family, but the war has left us with nothing, facing an uncertain and difficult future.
War's Toll on My Dreams and Future
The war didn’t just destroy my home and office; it shattered my dreams and future. As a PhD candidate in Accounting Information Systems at Universiti Utara Malaysia, I was in my final year, pursuing research that is a significant contribution to my field and valuable to entrepreneurs. With a master’s degree with distinction and a bachelor's degree, I also taught at several universities, sharing my knowledge and passion, But the war disrupted everything. Years of hard work, academic progress, and my contributions to the field have been torn apart, leaving me with an uncertain future. Now, I am faced with the daunting task of not only rebuilding my life but also reviving the dreams and ambitions that once drove me. The journey ahead is filled with challenges, but my resolve to continue remains strong.
Displacement and Uncertainty After the War
Now, after all this devastation, my family and I are living as displaced people, homeless and jobless, with no clear future for ourselves or our children. Every day is a struggle to find food for my children, who have been robbed of every chance at a normal life by this war. Once, we lived in Shuja'iyya, in North Gaza, where we had a home, a life, and dreams. But now, after being displaced over nine times, we find ourselves in the refugee camps of Nuseirat, the war has stripped us of everything—our home, our security, and our future. Our daily life has become a constant search for basic necessities, a far cry from the life we once knew. The dreams I had for my children and myself now feel like distant memories, overshadowed by the relentless challenges of survival. Each day brings new uncertainties, as we navigate this harsh new reality, clinging to the hope that one day we might rebuild what was lost.
Rebuild Hope: A Call to Stand with Us
We urgently call on all those who stand in solidarity with us, and every supporter, to help save what remains of our lives. Your assistance, even in small ways, can make a significant difference in helping us rebuild and restore our shattered world, rebuilding feels like an insurmountable task, but with your help, we can begin to piece together what was lost. Your contributions, no matter how small, can provide the foundation we need to start anew, offering hope and a chance at a better future for our family. Your solidarity means the world to us as we navigate these challenging times.
👉 https://gofund.me/e9f9ce20
Thank you for your compassion, your time, and your commitment to freedom and justice.
With deepest gratitude,
Dr. Farhat's Family
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Iam YehiaAbu Zor 33 years old ,my wife is pregnant and iam father of 3 childrens.
My story begin at 21 Oct when isrealian defense forces destroy my house and excude my dreams of living as all humans.
I spend 9 months in hills "north of Gaza strip "
and the attacks by IDF never been stopped even one day, our lives become unbelievable .
There's no food to eat, no clean water,no house and no safe place to escape from war, hospitals and schools are destroyed .
My children live in dangerous environment, they suffered from panic attacks for several times and from gastrointestinal and respiratory diseases due to pollution result from waste, garbage and poor sanitation.
Please help me to buy new home
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This child is in Gaza, and he is crying because there is no food, milk, or diapers for him. His parents are asking for help from everyone to provide these essential supplies for the child. I don’t have money, and the child’s father is also struggling. We need donations to help provide for our baby.
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Warnings: None that I can think of <3
Summary: Camilo goes to find Mirabel who is upset about something
Authors note: This is my very first fanfic for Encanto! I hope you guys enjoy! If you have any suggestions, please tell me. :]
Characters in the story:
Pepa: she/her
Felix: He/him
Camilo: He/they
Mirabel: She/her
Bruno: He/him
ENJOY!!!!!
"What gift do you think Mirabel will get mami?" A young Camilo asked, helping his mom with the dishes. The young boy was curious to see what their cousin's gift would be. 3 months before, he had gotten his gift. The ability to shapeshift into anybody he wants! Now, it was Mirabel's turn to get her super amazing gift.
Excitement rushed through his body as he imagined his little cousin with different powers. Teleportation, invisibility, being immortal! They're were so many things Mirabel could have! Pepa grabbed the bowl her youngest son brought to her and softly scrubbed the edges. "Well, I don't know Mi hijo." She said. "We have to wait a couple more hours to find out."
The brunette moaned, grabbing the last set of dishes and placing it on the counter. "But I want to know her gift now!" Before he could say another word, someone from behind picked Camilo up and started tickling him. It was Felix, Camilo's dad. Laughter escaped from the child's lips as his Papa's fingers glided across his sons skin. After about 5 seconds he stopped and put his son down. "Paciencia." Felix mumbled, "Patience."
Patience? He couldn't be patient! He wanted to know what his cousin's gift was, he had to know! Still, listening to his father, he nodded, glancing behind his Papas back. Mirabel was skipping down the hallway to the nursery. Without hesitating to ask their mom, Camilo quickly ran past Felix towards Mirabel. He wanted to know what his little cousin thought about this ceremony. Plus, he wanted to escape from all the chores he had to do with his mom.
"Mirabel!" They yelled, "Mirabe-"
*CRASH*
His body fell to the ground as he bumped heads with his tio, Bruno. Quickly, the long brown haired man bent down and reached his hand out in front of his second youngest nephew. "Oh u- uh jeez, Sorry Cami." Bruno muttered under his breath.
The young brunette grabbed his uncles hand and slowly got up. He brushed his outfit a bit before replying to his uncle.
"It's alright, Tio Bruno!" Camilo replied with a big smile. "Um, do you know where Mirabel is heading?" He felt a hand placed on his head as Bruno scruffled up Camilos hair.
"I think she's going to the nursery." The man replied, getting back up and walking past his nephew. As the man left the room, the young child ran as fast as he could till he got to the nursery.
"Oh, he- hey!" Camilo said as he saw Mirabel on her bed. He panted continually till he caught his breath. They then sat down next to Mirabel who seemed upset. "Hey.." Mirabel mumbled under her breath.
"What's wrong?" The young boy asked. He stared into his cousin's brown shimmering chocolate eyes. He scrunched up his face to signify that 'Hey! Tell me what's wrong or I'll tell mom!' He felt sad because Mirabel kept her lips shut. Still, he didn't let that sadness get to him. He brushed it off and looked at Mirabel.
"I won't leave till I make you smile today Mirabel, what's wrong?" Tension filled the room as they waited for Mirabel to say something. He tapped his fingers on the side table, waiting for somewhat of an answer. A simple word or even a sigh would make him happy.
Minutes passed before Mirabel broke down in tears. "I'm scared.." She mumbled, sobbing as much as her heart desired.
"Scared of what?" Camilo put his arm around his cousin and hugged her. They then proceeded to stroke Mirabel's hair just like their mom did when they were upset. She inhaled and then exhaled before speaking.
"It's just-" Her eyes faced the ground, hesitant to look at her cousin.
"What if my gift is lame? 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐈 𝐝𝗼𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭?" Tears rushed down like a waterfall as she said those words. "What if I disappoint Abuela?"
The young boy let go of Mirabel as soon as she said that and made a scenario up while shifting into other people.
"Your gonna open that door," He said, shifting into Mirabel, "And your gonna get a cool gift and everyone will be shocked!" He then shifted to Abuela and intimated her. "I have never seen such a cool gift before!" A smile appeared on the girl's face as his little act ended. She clapped as Camilo bowed, pretending as if he was in front of a crowd. He cleared his throat and walked over back to Mirabel. He then held his hand open, waiting for the young girl to grab it. As she did, he pulled her up and smiled making his cousin smile back.
"You're going to get a gift," he smiled. "And it's going to be awesome and cool!"
Mirabel brushed her skirt. "You promise?" She mumbled. "I promise."
Boy was Camilo wrong.
I found your Isabela Madrigal headcanon and I wanted to say: headcanon accepted, but Bruno knows too and just feels like letting Camilo flounder if it ever comes up again. Consider it a pinch of payback for "feasts on your screams". (Also I bet Isabela totally insulted the quality of Bruno's sand when she was little once and told him not to plant anything in his room)
Bruno only knows because he caught Isabela eating the sand in his room. She prefers sand as the occasional seasoning, kinda like how someone wouldn't want to eat an entire container of basil or whatever, but would put some in their meals for flavoring.
Once he's back after the movie, Bruno and Isabela decide to gaslighting Camilo on whether or not Isabela actually eats dirt. Placing different versions of the dirt and non-dirt food everywhere, switching them out when he isn't looking. At one point, Isabela comes back from gardening with dirt in odd places that really sells the idea to Camilo she might have been eating dirt along the way.
I always thought the snapping fingers thing was a me thing, YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT IT'S A MORE OF A "my ethnicity" THING?
I swear I've never seen my Colombian mom, grandparents or gr-aunts do it, HOW DID I LEARN?
(This also applies to the squeaks and the lip thing)
small cultural & Colombia/Latin related details from Encanto 🇨🇴
the flowers on Isabela’s dress - cattleya trianae orchids (may lilies), national flowers of Colombia
Camilo snapping his fingers when he is excited
Mirabel using her lips to point
flowered balconies (like in Cartagena)
ruanas (ponchos) that Bruno and Camilo wore
Dolores’ “squeaks”
inviting the whole town/neighbourhood to a party
sombrero vueltiao - traditional Colombian hat
Isabela being covered in the colors of Colombian flag (🇨🇴) during her song
and many many more!
(this is for all the people who still say Encanto is not about Colombians ; sorry about the quality of the gifs)
pairing: camilo x black!reader
synopsis: camilo cuddling headcanons!!
warnings: none
type: headcanon
a/n: trying out some headcanons for a bit before continuing some other stuff
first off this boy looooves all kinds of physical affection whether it's hugs, kisses, love bites.
he wouldn't mind being the big or little spoon as long as he's touching you.
loves being big spoon bc it makes him feel like he's protecting you.
loves when you play with his hair as he finds it really relaxing.
when he's had a rough day all he wants is to lay in your arms.
he loves when you fall asleep in his lap or on his chest.
he will rest his head in the crook of your neck every. single. night.
you find it adorable how he'll cling to you which btw
he will not let you leave the bed even for a glass of water.
you guys always wake up in a tangled mess with legs intertwined and camilo somehow hanging off the bed
all in all he just loves sleeping with you and being close to you :)