Clingy Luisa X Reader

Clearing trails

18+ you have been warned

@djtjsmith14 I ran with your idea.

Today was the day. You would finally tell her. Nothing would stand in your way. No hesitation, no fear. You would be bold and.

“Hi y/n.”

“H-hi Luisa.” Well so much for that. “You look really nice today. I mean you look nice everyday, I mean-“

“Thanks, you too.” Luisa said, using her hip to move a boulder had rolled onto one of the forest paths. It never ceased to amaze you how she could do that. “Did you need something?”

“No! No, I just wanted to spend time with you. Unless I’m bothering you, and then I can-“

“You’re fine. The company is nice.” She favored you with a warm smiled that put butterflies in your stomach.

“S-so, how are you?” You asked, leaning against a tree, trying to look alluring.

“I’m fine, it’s been interesting having Tio Bruno back among us. And the rats are definitely an adjustment.” You nodded. “Let’s see, what else? Things are going better with Isa and Mirabel, so that’s a relief. People around town as doing a bunch of their own heavy lifting which has me only doing the stuff they can’t. That’s weird, but not bad. I do worry that some of them are going to over do it. I don’t want people getting hurt.”

“You really are a good person, you know?” You said, walking a little closer. Luisa tried to wave off the compliments. “No really, you go so far out of your way for the good of everyone else, and take care of everyone’s problems. Somebody should be taking care of you.”

“I’m taken care of. I have my family all watching out for me.” She turned to look at you, a realization dawning on her face before her expression became unreadable.

“Oh I uh, I think I hear my mother calling me-“ you said turning to leave

“Unless you gained Dolores’s power, no you don’t.” Luisa grabbed your wrist carefully pulling you back around. Her other hand came to the small of your back guiding you in closer. You went pink, but didn’t try to pull away, enjoying how close she was.

“I take it my feelings aren’t unrequited?” You breathed.

“No.”

“I’ve never done this before.”

“I have.”

“Wait, really? Who? Nevermind you don’t have to-“

“Juanita.”

“You and Juanita the ice Queen?” You asked, quite taken aback by that revelation.

“Yeah, there were a few times she wasn’t completely fridgid, and there’s a reason we aren’t on speaking terms anymore.”

“I never knew. I must be oblivious to have missed that.”

“I’ve liked you for two years.”

“Oh, really oblivious then.” Luisa laughed and kissed your forehead.

“It’s alright, I didn’t have very much time to spend with you before, but now, I get to have you all to myself.” To illustrate her point, she picked you up, setting you carefully on a rock, her body between your legs. You gasped softly before reaching up and guiding her face to yours.

The kisses started slow and soft, increasing in aggression and need as time went on. One of your hands tangled in the soft curls while the other gripped the back of her shirt. Her hands were not nearly so still. They roamed across your body squeezing, pulling, pushing your skirts up your legs. You gasped and pulled away as they squeezed the tops of your thighs, her thumbs dangerously close to your core.

“Do you want me to stop?” Her voice was rough, her pupils lust blown. A red glow was across her cheeks, and her breathing was a little ragged.

“No. I just… I haven’t. How would this even work?” You panted.

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes.” The answer came without a single hesitation. She nodded, picking you back up and laying you down on the soft grass. Her hands found the waist of your underwear and pulled it down your legs. Once they were out of the way, she began to kiss your inner thighs, one hand holding you legs apart, the other reaching up to touch your breasts. Her breath occasionally went over your core causing your hips to twitch toward the sensation.

“Please.” You whined, needing more. Luisa didn’t require anymore prompting. She lifted your hips, her hands holding your thighs exactly where she wanted them as her tongue stroked along your clit in slow circles, occasionally dipping in, rubbing the spot just inside. You did try to hold still, your hands gripping the grass, but doing anything against Luisa’s grip was futile as she sped up, not wanting to leave you waiting too long. You tried to muffle your pleasured cries with a hand, found that you couldn’t hold that still long enough. You repeated her name over and over again with increasing desperation until the shock waves hit. She kept licking was you whimpered and thrashed, drawing it out as long as she could until.

“Ple-please stop.” You asked. She gently set your trembling body down, before wiping her mouth.

“You okay?” She asked, moving over the top of you, her hands to either side of your head.

“Y-yeah.” You panted. You sat up a little, kissing her softly. She groaned a little, pressing you back down, letting you take some of her bodywieght. You shifted slightly and she let you push her over.

You needed her help to remove her underwear, and she stopped you before you could get to far.

“Use your fingers, I don’t want your head getting hurt, it’s been a while, so my control might be weaker than it was.” She guided gently, pulling you in for another kiss. You hummed a little in response, putting both hands to work squeezing her breasts. She moaned, pressing into your hands, her kisses becoming messier with the increased pleasure. Your fingers dipped between her legs, a single digit caressing her clit. She gave a shuddering gasp, as you continued lightly brushing.

“Please. Harder.” She commanded, you gave an even lighter stroke before actually increasing the pressure. “Tea-ahh!” She gasped. Her face turned away from yours leaving her neck exposed to a onslaught of kisses and love bites as she fought to stay still.

“Y/n yes, right there. Right there. Ah.” Her muscles locked, holding her in place as her clit throbbed. “Stopstopstop!” She gasped, you did as you were told and she curled her legs into her body. “Yup it’s been a minute.” She said her limbs shaking.

“Did I do something wrong?” You asked, crawling forward to her head.

“No. No that’s was, that was good.” She panted. You’d never seen Luisa actually looking like she had exerted herself before. It was pretty cute though. “I need to clear trails with you more often.”

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@lafamilia-madrigal​ gave me this prompt idea <33

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i’m rlly glad with the way luisa was portrayed in encanto. bcus she is strong, she is built muscly and broad and tall. BUT she also wears dresses and doesn’t have a ‘boyish’ hairstyle. she isn’t masculine. she’s feminine.

yk a lot of women in fiction who are portrayed as strong are always immediately made to be masculine as well. and obviously this solidifies the “men are strong” stereotype. women in fiction who are muscly, or who are fighters or who are strong are almost ALWAYS portrayed as masculine but luisa isn’t.

women can be strong and feminine. women can be muscly and wear dresses. and that strength that’s “all so masculine and man like (/sarc)” doesn’t take anything away from their womanhood/femininity.

things i would like to do with my girlfriend (if I ever find one)

-falling asleep together while cuddling

-pressing our foreheads together

-waking up while my gf is still asleep and surprising her with pancakes

-lying on the grass together and looking into each other's eyes or at the clouds

-having picnics together

-reading together in bed before sleep

-my gf doing my makeup (bc I suck at it)

-watching She-Ra together under a shared blanket

some good ol' height diff ♡

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.”

hey!! i’m so sorry i can’t rember if i’ve asked this or not but if i did, please ignore this lol

a luisa x reader included luisa playing with readers hair and her getting sleepy/ luisa just being a simp for her lmao thank you :)))

Sleeping simping, in my tumblr. More likely than you might think.

You stretched as you woke up, careful to not disrupt the person next to you. Luisa was still asleep, her breathing against your ear, and an arm draped over your waist. You laughed a little to yourself. Definitely weren’t getting up now. You snuggled back in to go back to sleep when-

CRACK CRASH BOOM!!!

The noise came from Tia Pepa’s room. Luisa bolted awake, tightening her grip to pull you up under her for safety.

“Stupidstuff.” She mumbled, after checking the coast was clear. “Oh hi.” She said, her words still carrying that not quite awake slur to them as she looked down at you.

“Good morning.” You said, reaching up to stroke her cheek.

“Goo mornin’.” She mumbled, kissing the palm of your hand. She flopped down on the other side of you, propping herself up on an elbow. She looked at you for a long moment.

“What’s on your mind?” You asked, stretching again.

“Well, you see, this morning I woke up to an angel in my bed, and now I’m tryin to figure out what I did to earn this.” She teased, a little more awake now.

“Oh stop!” You laughed, feeling your face get warm.

“I might be able to if you didn’t get cuter every time I turn around.” You rolled to face her.

“I’m pretty sure I’m the lucky one.”

“Not by half, bonita.” She moved forward brushing a kiss to your lips before laying back down. She pulled you in a little closer. An arm resting along your back while the other went under your head.she smiled softly, her eyelids looking heavy.

“Stay with me forever?” She asked, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“Of course.” You agreed, starting to feel a little sleepy yourself.

“Good.”

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

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.

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.