🏹💐 • "i'm feeling lonely, i wish i'd find a lover that could hold me."
this is just for fun! i'm a minor so don't come at me >:(
started : march 2nd, of 2023.
ended : april 4th, of 2023.
now has s2!
started : may 5th, of 2023
ended : may 30th, o...
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"pink..?" camilo quickly took his hand mirror on his desk and handed it to (name). "oh my god." (name) breathed. "it kind of suits you chica." carlos laughed, his arms crossed across his chest. "but how did i get pink eyes?" she asked camilo then turned her head to the family.
pepa bit her lip, "what if.. you have a gift mija?" the silence was incredibly loud. camilo was the first to speak up, "no- no, i won't allow it." "but cam-"
"its not up for discussion." he gritted his teeth. "did you ask her for betrothal?" mariano's voice asked. (name) and camilo looked at each other, "yeah, i did." camilo rubbed the back of his neck.
"HE WHAT?!" (name) couldn't help but laugh at how similar everyone's reaction was to sól's. sól playfully rolled her eyes, taking a step back to carlos. "do you feel anything?" abuela alma locked eyes with (name).
(name) stayed silent to think, or to feel. "no.. i still feel like me." she shrugged. "we still need to be sure." abuela alma huffed.
camilo narrowed his eyes at (name). "i know you wanted to a gift, but (name).." (name) stopped him, "it's not my fault mi 'milo."
"it's fine, we'll all talk in the morning." tia julieta spoke, her voice ever so motherly. "good call." mirabel replied, and with that everyone had left the room to go to their own.
camilo shot a glare at (name) before following after carlos, probably to talk.
sól stayed behind, her hand still in (name)'s. "so.. you have a gift, guess i'm not the only one now." she shrugged with a laugh. (name) hummed, "camilo's mad at me." (name) sheepishly smiled.
"eh, he'll get over it." sól flaunted her hand. "oh, they're gone." sól commented on her now - regular (eye color) eyes. "that's weird." sól spoke, handing her the mirror again. (name) scanned her eyes, it was true, they had gone back to normal.
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everybody sat on the table, (name) in-between river and camilo. yes, even the other in-laws had been called for breakfast. abuela alma lifted her glass and hit a fork against it, calling the attention of the family.
"buenas días. i have some things to say." she placed the glass down and put her hands infront, like her usual poise stance. "we will be holding gift ceremonies for our in-laws." the noises of forks and spoons against plates had caused a halt.
everybody stayed silent. "we will have sól's and (name)'s tomorrow. they won't get their own door, but will be showcasing their own gift." but how can (name) showcase her gift is she doesn't even know what it is? camilo thought to himself.
(name) felt nauseous. camilo wasn't joking about how pressuring having a gift was. camilo took her hand, though still upset, "breathe, querida." even just those few words had calmed the girl down. "right." (name) mumbled.
"so we must prepare right away, (name), please call your mother." (name) nodded. with her plate half full, and her loss of appetite, she rose from her seat and walked back home. camilo took her arm, "wait for me." he spoke. (name) raised both her eyebrows, and nodding.
camilo quickly finished his plate and walked side-by-side with (name). it was silent for the first few minutes, until camilo spoke up. "i'm sorry. i was upset for no reason, i know it isn't your fault."
(name) turned her head to smile at him. "it's okay 'milo, you're just looking out for me." she kissed his cheek. camilo chuckled at the touch.
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preparing for the gift ceremony was so nerve-wracking for (name). but could you imagine sól? the girl was having full on panic attacks. carlos told her that everything would be fine. (name) told her that she would be with her.
the day had finally come, and (name) continued to get ready in camilo's room. she wore a yellow strapped dress, with a white shiny shawl that hugged her waist. abuela alma kept saying something about being 'colored coordinated.'
she fixed her hair, leaving it down. she put a pink flower on her left ear, that camilo had gifted her a few moments before.
she heard a knock on her door, "you ready?" sól peeked. she had her hair in a braid and wore a red strapped dress, almost similar to (name)'s. but she wore the shawl more around her neck.
(name) nodded, "as i'll ever be." they laughed together, taking sól's arm and wrapping it around hers.
