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˚ · . camilo madrigal x fem!reader.
ೃ⁀➷ Y/n and Camilo despise each others presence. Every time someone brings the others name up in a conversation they would just loudly groan and change the subject.
Everyone knew about their obvious hatred for each other and the worst thing is that they have to see each others face almost every day. why? oh well because Y/n is best friends with Mirabel and she would often help Julieta with her restaurant.
This detesting for one another began when they were 10. One bright day, it was a birthday party of another kid in the village. Every thing was well, lights, the sound of grilling food, and laughter. The two kids were minding their own business, running around with a big smile on their face like all the other children.
“I’ll be right back, guys! I’m going to go get a desert because i haven’t gotten any!” Y/n notified her friends and walked towards the large table where all the treats were. As she eyed the table she noticed that she was too late to get any deserts.
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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 :)
y/n: please, I'm begging you to go to a doctor
camilo: I'm sorry is this OUR stab wound? stay out of it
camilo: am I going too far?
y/n: no, no, no. you went too far about seven hours ago
y/n: now you're going to prison
camilo: bad things keep happening to me, like I have bad luck or something
y/n: camilo, you don't have bad luck
y/n: the reason bad things keep happening to you is because you're a dumbass
y/n: hey, you want some leftovers?
camilo: what's that?
y/n: you've never had leftovers??
camilo: no, because I'm not a quitter
y/n: I trust camilo
mirabel: you think they know what they're doing?
y/n: I wouldn't go that far
y/n: we need to distract these guys
camilo: leave it to me
camilo: centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. discuss.
julieta, pepa, and bruno: *immediately begin arguing*
mirabel, watching in horror: oh this. I don't like this. I don't like this at all.
y/n: croissants : dropped
mirabel: road : works ahead
camilo: bbq sauce: on my titties
dolores: shavacado : fre
isabela: miss keisha: fuckin dead
abuela:
abuela, grumpy: I didn't understand a single word of that and I hate every single one of you
y/n, walking into their own house: hello, people who do not live here
camilo: hey.
isabela: hi.
dolores: hello.
mirabel: hey!
y/n: I gave you the key to my place for emergencies only!
camilo: we were out of doritos
camilo: don't worry, I got a plan
mirabel: alright.
camilo: traitorsaywhat?
y/n: excuse me?
camilo: what?
mirabel:
camilo:
camilo: no wait-
y/n: okay, maybe playing 'whose family is most dysfunctional' wasn't the best idea we've had.
y/n: camilo's been crying in the bathroom for an hour. we can't get them out...
camilo: so what's for dinner?
y/n, staring at the food they just burnt: regret.
y/n: sorry it took me so long to bail you out of jail
camilo: no its my fault, I shouldn't have used my one phone call to prank call the police
camilo: I think I'm having a mid-life crisis
y/n: you're like 15 years old
camilo: I MIGHT DIE AT 30!
y/n: *holding a bottle* is this whiskey or perfume?
camilo: *chugs entire bottle*
camilo: it's perfume.
camilo: whaddya call a fish with no eye?
y/n, not looking up: myxine circifrons
camilo:
camilo: fsh
camilo: you're the love of my life and my best friend, I would do anything for you
y/n: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule
camilo: absolutely not.
camilo: come on, I wasn't that drunk last night
mirabel: you were flirting with y/n
camilo: so what? they're my partner
mirabel: you asked them if they were single
camilo:
mirabel: and then cried when they said they weren't
y/n: what's a word that's a mix between 'sad' and 'mad'?
dolores: disgruntled, miserable, desolated-
camilo: smad.