Encanto Oneshots

Isabela x GN!Reader

Slight Smut

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Requested by: Ysafety

Mirabel and you had always been close, bestfriends even. Not being close in age didn't affect the friendship at all, it actually helped.

You were closer to her older sister, Isabela's age, which was convenient for you. Your brother had owned a popular clothing store, which Mirabel loved visiting.

You walked around the store making sure everything was ready, giving a thumbs up you noticed Mirabel walk in.

“Y/N! Hey! Come on we gotta go!” She grabbed your hand, dragging you out of the store.

This was a common thing that happened, you would set the store up then Mirabel would come and snatch you away, normally dragging you to Casita.

“Mirabel, slow down!” You yelled, trying to catch your breath. “Sorry!” She apologized, she stopped running, walking at a normal pace now.

When you walked into Casita you noticed Isabela standing at the stairs, glaring at Mirabel. She saw you and softened her expression, “Y/N, Mirabel.” She said Mirabel's name wish a harsher tone, but you just shrugged it off.

“Hi Isa..” Mirabel said, awkwardly standing beside you. Alma peeked out of the dining room, “Y/N!” She rushed over, kissing your cheeks. You laughed, “Hello.” You greeted.

Out of the corner of your eye you could see Isabela staring at you before she walked off, you found it odd but said nothing.

“Are you staying for dinner?” Alma asked. “If that's okay with you.” You said lightly, she nodded. “Of course!”

Mirabel groaned, the two of you were playing Uno and she noticed you only had one card left. She placed down a green seven, to which you smirked, placing down the red seven.

“Uno out!” You yelled excitedly. “You always win!” Mirabel complained. “That's because you just suck at card game.” Mirabel glared playfully, “Okay Yeah- Maybe a little.” She laughed.

“Hey, Y/N, can you go grab a flower from Isa's room?” You nodded, “What for?” “I need a reference for this dress I'm finishing for her.. it's almost done I just need to add flowers.. and cacti..” ”What about vines?” You asked, she perked up. “That too!”

You walked to Isabela's room, “Isabela?” you called out. You saw her peek out from behind a bush, “Hi mi amor.” She greeted, walking towards you.

“Do you need something? You never come to see me.” “Mirabel asked me to grab a flower for the dress she's making you.” You stated, taking a step back as she kept walking towards you.

You found yourself up against the wall, Isabela leaned towards you. “What's so good about Mirabel? I mean she's amazing, don't get me wrong. You go to see Dolores, Antonio even, so why not me? We used to talk more.” She asked. “Isa-”

“Do you not like me, mi vida?” “Of course I like you I- I'll hang out with you after dinner.” Isabela smiled, “See you then.” She gave you a blue flower, “For Mirabel.”

You sighed, walking back to Mirabel's room. You hadn't met to ever make Isabela feel excluded, you were never really close but you would visit her sometimes.

“Mirabel, I got the flower..” You handed it to her, watching her smile grow. “I'm almost done!” “I told Isabela I'd hang out with her after dinner, is that okay?” “Mhm!” Mirabel answered, more focused on the dress.

You sat at the dinner table, in-between Isabela and Mirabel. “Do you think you'll ever get married Y/N?” Alma asked. “I've never really thought about it.” Isabela glanced at you, raising a brow.

You watched as she moved her hand onto your thigh, you didn't mind you just thought I was a little out of the blue.

Dinner was full of questions, most directed at you and marriage from Alma, the rest was just conversations and laughs.

“Mi flor, come on.” Isabela said, leading you to her room. “Isa-” She looked over at you, giving you a soft smile. “That's the first time you've ever called me a nickname.”

You froze, shaking your head, “That's not true, when we were kids I never used your name.” “When we were kids we got married to each other.” Isabela said, giggling a bit.

She opened the door to her room, letting you walk in first, shutting the door behind you two.

The two of you sat on her bed, Isabela brushed through your hair as you went on small rants.

She put the brush away as you laid down, she laid beside you. “Y/N?” “Yeah?”

She leaned over you, pausing for a moment before kissing you.

You took a moment to process what was going on before kissing her back. You felt her move on top of you as she depended this kiss.

She moved her hand down from your chest to your stomach, smirking in the kiss as she felt you squirm at her touch.

She broke the kiss, starting to kiss down your neck, biting down softly occasionally.

She pulled your shirt off, taking her dress off as well. You bit your lip as she leaned into your ear, “Just stay quiet, don't get us caught mi flor.”

You felt her slide her hand into your pants, her smirk growing.

Dolores sat on the couch, drinking a glass of water. She was talking with Pepa, Julieta and Mirabel. She choked on her drink, coughing.

She quickly stopped choking, “Are you okay?” Dolores's face went red, “I think I'm gonna go to my room mami.” Dolores stood up, rushing to her room.

In the morning you found yourself laying beside Isabela, now in pajamas. “Mi flor, why aren't you sleeping?” “I did, I just woke up again.”

“When I look at you my first thought isn't that I want to fuck you.” Isabela said, pulling you close.

You blushed, “That's not what I was thinking about.” You said, laughing as her face turned red.

She kissed you, holding you close. You felt relaxed, a little less messy than usual. You enjoyed the smell of flowers in her room, it was calming. You just wanted to stay in this moment forever.