Hii Idk If I’m Sending This To The Right Place But I Love Ur Luisa X Readers And I Just Read A Bunch

Okay say this with me:

👏🏼 Luisa 👏🏼 loves 👏🏼 being 👏🏼 little 👏🏼 spoon 👏🏼

She loves being held close and loves the feeling of a pair of arms wrapped safely around her. She wouldn't admit it to you any time soon, though.

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”.

Unwind

Character(s): Luisa Madrigal x Fem!Reader

Warning(s): nsfw, 18+, minors dni

Summary: helping Luisa unwind after another tiring day

Luisa walked into her bedroom, exhausted from her day. Although the work wasn't physically exhausting it still took a mental toll on her. She plopped on her bed face first, letting the soft blankets and warmth envelop her tired figure.

As she let her body fall onto the covers she heard a muffled "oof" from beneath her. She went wide-eyed, practically jumping off the bed in surprise.

You sat up, a flustered on your face as you looked up at your girlfriend from your position. You sat with the blankets wrapped around your figure, giving Luisa a gentle smile and small wave. "sorry, mi vida, I fell asleep waiting for you to come home," you giggled.

Luisa let out a relieved laugh, taking a seat next to you on the bed. She laid on her back, pulling you on top of her chest. "I missed you," Luisa sleepily whispered, placing a quick kiss on your lips.

"I missed you more," you replied, returning the kiss.

Luisa hadn't felt so relaxed in a while. She couldn't think of anything better than a quiet evening with you, sharing comfortable silence as the two of you were able to let go of the stress from daily life.

You suddenly sat up from your spot on Luisa's chest, your legs draped over her hips on either side as you looked down at her relaxed form. She suddenly opened her eyes, her face turning red as the two of you made eye contact. "W-Whatcha doin'?" she nervously asked.

"I'm just admiring the most beautiful girl i've ever seen," you replied, grabbing one of her hands and placing it on your waist, repeating the same with the other hand. This gesture made Luisa sit up from her spot on the bed, her hands rubbing up and down your thighs as the two of you looked into one another's eyes.

You wrapped your arms around her neck, bringing her into a deep kiss as she continued massaging your thighs. Your lips moved in sync, her gesture on your thighs growing more desperate and rough as it continued.

Eventually the two of you had to pull away for air, a thin string of saliva connecting your glossy lips. You stared into each other's eyes, chests rising and falling in sync as you tried to clear your fuzzy mind. In the moment all the two of you could think of was one another.

Luisa suddenly smiled, her hands traveling under your thighs and onto the plus of your ass. She gave a light squeeze, making you blush and playfully push her chest.

"Let me take care of you?" you whispered, giving her a doe-eyed look as you massaged her strong arms. Luisa gulped, her eyes looking at the wall behind you. You placed your hand on her cheek, moving her head to look into your eyes. "You work so hard for us," you spoke, "It's time that you get the break you deserve,"

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"(Y-Y/n)," Luisa stuttered. You looked up at her from your spot in between her legs, her red face turning from side to side as she squirmed beneath you. You smirked, kissing her thigh before continuing.

You gave her a long lick, Luisa letting out a loud gasp as she gripped onto the sheets beneath her like her life depended on it. You inserted a finger, sucking on her clit as you utilized the digit. You inserted another, Luisa's grip on the sheets tightening. "M-Mi amor," she huffed, "I-I'm gonna-"

These words made your assault on her private regions quicken in pace, her chest rising and falling in sync with your movements. You watched as she came undone beneath you, both of your movement ceasing as she reached her high.

You kissed her thighs, then up her stomach. You continued to the valley between her breasts, her collarbone, and her neck. You placed one final kiss on her lips, making her taste herself. You grabbed a blanket, wrapping it around the two of your exhausted figures as you cuddled into her naked form. "I love you," you sleepily mumbled, resting your head in the crook of her neck.

"I love you too," Luisa replied. You suddenly felt yourself flip onto your back. You let out a gasp, opening your eyes to see your frame trapped between Luisa's strong arms as she hovered over you. "So let me take care of you too," she added, her strong arms pulling your body into her own.

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this wasn't proof read so sorry for any grammatical errors!

some fluff/comfort sevika with fem reader would be <33 absolutely amazing

☆ Sevika wasnt one to be soft with other but here she was, you in her arms, laying in her bed.

☆ She was running her human hand up and down your back while putting her forehead to yours.

☆ You both were silent other than the soft breathing from the both of you.

☆ It seemed as if the under city had went silent but it was just you two toning out the noise.

☆ She would never bring this up but she loved when you were running tour fingers through her hair.

☆ You had taken out her half ponytail and were massaging her scalp, you loved her with her hair down.

☆ She looked so soft right now, eyes looking back at each other.

☆ Sevika always kept her metal hand away from you, scared to hurt you.

☆ But if you ever lifted it up and kissed it like she could even feel it, she would melt.

☆ You were the only person Sevika trusted herself to let her guard down with.

☆ One hand massaging her scalp and the other tracing over her blue scars, she was insecure about them.

☆ You found them as a perfect imperfection, even her scars from fighting.

☆Some shes still embarrassed to tell you the stories behind them.

☆ Sevika trusted you so much that she let you be big spoon some nights, just needing you to hold onto her.

☆ Right now you were both just holding each other, limbs entangled in each others.

no one else mattered

🧎‍♀️💕💕💕

I imagine touching myself in front of a tied up Sevika.

Nsfw 18+ minors don't interact

Tw: Shibari, rope, nsfw, no reader genitals mentioned, mirror sex, Brat Sevika, Punishment sorta, Dom/sub, gn!reader

Notes: honestly I have nothing to say for myself this time, I just wanna fuck Sevika rn okay

Words: 1000+

She hated it, being so out of control. Tied up at your mercy, she hated feeling powerless. Yet it was so exciting, knowing you, the gorgeous person she dedicated everything could for, able to do whatever you pleased to her.

You thought maroon would be her color the one that tinted her signature cape. If she gave you a reason why that was "her color" she'd say "the color of blood doll." With a stupid wink like that was the funniest shit. So edgy...

Then you tried gold, and as beautiful as she looked tied up in gold, Royal blue was her color, it brought out the glistening in her scars, the ones that revealed your lovers heart even through her attempts to hide it.

You had her tied up in front of a mirror legs spread and still, no matter if she squirmed or not. You had her entire body on display and how you loved doing this to her, she had to love her body as much as you did. Her hands were tied behind her back, and black strands of hair stuck to her sweat slicked skin.

You always took your time, as much as you'd love to tease her you'd always make sure she was thoroughly fucked first. You scanned her body, as you stood behind her in perfect view of the mirror in front of the two of you.

Her shoulders leaned on your shins as she looked up at you from below, blue rope in her mouth the keep her from speaking. Because "how can she be such a dick when she's tied up like a bitch. You'd have to gag her every time, but now you know better you gag her first.

Wide grey eyes watched you from below, your fingers working so slowly messaging every thing as you decided, the way you wanted.

You could hear mumbles coming from the sub at your feet, then whines before she began struggling. You stepped on the rope that held her wrists, which stopped most of the movement she could do to get away.

Sevika grunted, her eyes watching you as you touched yourself for her, showing off, moaning her name you watched her body react in the mirror her thighs trembling. And her pussy clenching in need of your touch.

You moved from behind her to kneel in front of her on the floor. You left a quick kiss on her forehead, then let you lips trail down her scarred cheek. You could feel her chest heaving and her nostrils flaring your hands found their way to every scar you could reach you felt her perfect muscles spasm from ghosting your finger tips across such insecure spots.

Whimpers fell from her throat as your finger traced lower and lower before cupping the curve of her. Massaging her clit lightly with your palm you let your middle finger circle around her entrance a sharp gasp escaped her as she tried her best to keep herself up with her hands tied.

"I'd love to see your buddies reaction if they ever found out what a fucking slut you are Sev" you smiled licking your lips looking down at her.

She mumbled something that you recognized so clearly, coming from her mouth. Her defiant "fuck you" as if to instigate you or something.

"you're so cute, now you have to watch me cum instead"

She began to argue through the rope when you sat Infront of her began to fuck yourself right in front of her. She keeps thinking misbehaving is gonna get her what she wants. It's cute.

Sevika + Sexy Time [hcs]

favorite part of herself and you

herself: her thighs. she appreciates how strong and thick they are, perfect for her pretty girl to ride, or for her to support herself while ramming into her with a strap-on.

you: sevika loves your ass. she loves to watch that perfect, well rounded, piece of you. she's loved it since forever. she will slap your ass as a greeting just because she can. she will squeeze, spank it, bite it…she loses her mind over it.

most sensitive part of her body

her thighs. if you are kneeling in front of her and rub your hands over her legs, lingering your gentle touch to her inner thigh, her breath will hitch and you'd better be prepared to get a rough fucking out of her.

first time/how long you waited

sevika has a high libido and this woman loves sex. she would've fucked you in the first date, getting you in her bed with her smooth dirty talk and sweet promises of how you wouldn't be able to forget her. she did live up to the hype. that was the best fucking of your life. you would've been seeing stars from how deliciously good she was making you feel. your relationship with sevika would firstly revolve around fucking, until both of you caught feeling, and decided to engage in a relationship. the quality of the sex never changed.

top or bottom

radiates top energy. she will love to have you begging for daddy to fuck you, for daddy to make you feel good…she will absolutely ruin you. there wouldn't be any position she wasn't willing to try out with you.

however, she has a dirty little secret. the thought of having you ride her face while gripping and tugging her messy hair as you spread your delicious juices all over her mouth and chin, with both your thighs squeezing her face between them, drives her insane.

favorite positions

doggy style - she will love to force your face down onto the mattress while she fingers you from behind or claims you with a strap-on.

on your side - she will loop her prosthetic arm around your thigh and lift it up while she deliciously tortures your pussy and cover your neck with hickeys and love bites.

missionary - if you both crave more intimacy, she will place a pillow beneath your hips as she fucks you with her strap, staring into your eyes as she whispers gentle praised, the tip of her cock hitting all the perfect spots with this angle. "you are so beautiful when you moan for me, baby. oh no…don't hide your face from me, I want to see what's mine. want to see your pretty face while I'm making you cum."

how good is she with her hands

she is amazing and god like with her hands. she will pull intense orgasms out of you as she fills your hole with two fingers and her thumb rubs your clit. she will be having that shit eating grin on her face, eyes dark as she watches you moan and whither beneath her.

not to mention her prosthetic arm. if she wants to overstimulate you, she will hold you still on her lap with her human arm and press the cool metal palm onto your clit, making her arm vibrate to make it into a torturous sex toy that she can punish you with.

she will have her mouth pressed to your ear as she mocks, "awww, poor little kitten. is that too much for you, hmm? yeah? awww. that's too bad, ain't it? I'm not stopping."

loud or quiet in bed

she is very talkative. she will dirty talk to you while she's fucking you so deliciously. her voice will be mixed with deep moans and some low growls and cuss words. she will praise you if you are doing good.

"look at your tight little pussy swallowing my fingers, she's so greedy. you've been holding back a lot, haven't you? you couldn't wait for daddy to give you a good fucking. oh, you're close? no, no, no…you ain't cumming now, princess. you gotta ask nicely first."

specific kinks

daddy kink

orgasm controlling

pet play

cockwarming

spanking

corruption

after sex/aftercare

she is the aesthetic stereotype of smoking a cigarette after sex. if she has feelings for you besides sex, she will holding you close with her human arm as she playfully blows the smoke on your face, chuckling when you fam it away with your hand. she will offer a drag to you if you are also a smoker. sevika will let you snuggle to her side as you both share small conversation of what happened in your day and after she puts the cigar away in the ash tray, she will ask you if you want her to fetch some whiskey.

how to tell she’s horny

she will come up behind you and grab your ass, immediately burying her face in the crook of your neck. it would turn into a steamy make out session until she just decided to pick you up by your thighs and carry you to the bedroom, throwing you onto the mattress.

if you are in public, she will wrap her arm around your hips as you're sitting on her lap and very gently caress your skin with her fingertips, giving gentle squeezes to your tummy, dangerously close to your core.

would she rather spend the night at her place or yours

sevika doesn't care about the location. either at her own place or yours, what matters to her is spending that quality time with you. and if she fell for you, you'd better be prepared to move in with her soon, she's possessive. she wants to have you with her all the time, she wants to know you're at home waiting for her like a loving little housewife.

activity to do with her to get her relaxed and in the mood

sit on her lap while she is gambling

cook her a meal after she comes back from work

give her a relaxing massage

how to tell she needs comfort after or during sex

she will slide down next to you after being very gentle during sex and put her chin on your shoulder, hugging your body to hers, protectively. she will be more silent, but eventually whisper a quiet "I love you". she was afraid of losing you.

please stroke her hair and cuddle her.

sexual desire she is too embarrassed about to tell anyone

sevika has a housewife fantasy. the thought of you being a submissive housewife for her while she is out there working really gets her going. she will get turned on seeing you cooking or doing general house chores around her. she fantasizes about walking up behind you as you're mopping the dust from a table and just bending you there, sliding her hand up between your thighs as she growls.

mmm, honey, I need to relieve some pent up stress. be a good little wife for me and be quiet, hmm?

how experienced is she

this woman is a regular at the brothel. she's tried everything at least once. she knows exactly what she is doing and if you aren't experienced yourself, you're in for some fun, because she's very patient in teaching you what she knows.

favorite places to do the do

fancier hotel rooms after a successful gambling night

silco's office

bedroom

on the kitchen counter

in the shower

what non sexual things turn her on

watching you cook or doing house chores

getting on your tiptoes to kiss her face

whining for her needily

telling her that you've missed her in a needy tone

is she game to experiment/does she take risks

she is willing to try anything at least once, this woman is wild. and she will absolutely finger you under the table while she is gambling with that damn poker face on, unbothered by how you are a whimpering mess as you shift in your seat, looking into her eyes with a shy face, silently begging her to stop.

"what's wrong, babe? are you not feeling well? be a good girl and wait, okay? you'll get my attention soon."

how much she likes to tease

she is such a tease. she loves to make you moan and whine for her, begging for more, as she doesn't let you cum. she gets off on seeing you so impatience, all hot and bothered while riding her face/fingers/strap, even if you two are going for just a quickie. she loves to drive you insane, to leave you on the edge. she can be quite cruel.

"use your words, doll. how do you want daddy to touch you, huh?"

"I can't hear you, baby. do you want to cum again? do you want daddy to use the vibrator on you? " she asks as you are mumbling your response through a ball gag, shaking your head desperately in response. you couldn't stand cumming anymore. "is that a yes? awww, okay, such a greedy little girl."

how to know she's close

she will suck in a breath and pull your hair harder, humping her hips mercilessly against your face.

"fuck…right there. uuuugh, you're such a good kitten, you're daddy's little slut, aren't you? fuck…fuck, you are going to make daddy cum, baby. don't fucking stop."

a/n: tagging @sevikitty 💗

sevika + poet gf 🥺 so adorable

༉ She absolutely adored everything about you, to your books and the things you write

༉ Sevika cant help but watch you as you write/read poems. the delicate look on your face pleases her.

༉ If you ever wrote her a poem, she would ask you to marry her all jokes aside.

༉Wouldnt hesitate on beckoning you to let her read some poems that you like.

༉Secretly wants you to read her poems while you run your fingers through her hair in bed.

༉Teases you about being a nerd but she cant help but have her heart flutter when seeing you do your ‘nerd activities’

༉Sevika 100% gets you whatever you want for your poems,

༉ If you write them, shes already gotten you a pack of quils and paper from piltover.

༉If you read them only instead, she’ll get you the most expensive books in piltover, of course stealing them since she cant truly buy them.

thots: goth mikasa

♡ note: repost from my old blog. gonna eat my entire fist

♡ word count: 980

♡ warnings: college!au, gn!reader, dom reader, sub mikasa, pet play, collaring, kitten/kitty as pet name, dacryphilia, mikasa does reader’s makeup at one point, hair-pulling

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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.

i love luisa madrigal wholeheartedly;

she is big, she is tough, she is strong, she could break my fat ass in half like a fucking twig

and she is also unabashedly and unashamedly feminine. she rides a unicorn donkey and loves pretty things.