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coolthingsguyslike · 8 months

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#Porsche #911 #red #classic #racecar #Brumos

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thoughtsmoondust · 1 year

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#brumos hehe 🙃 #love (at Miami, Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/ClSDHg-rUob/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#brumos #love

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muffy-bennett · 2 years

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Available for private purchase: 2012 Porsche 911 GT3 Cup By Brumos; one of five built. No-stories and clean history. #brumos #brumosporsche #porsche #collectorcars #cars #porsche911 #porschegt3 #porschegt #porschegt3rs https://www.instagram.com/p/CgnB93CPiVx/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#brumos #brumosporsche #porsche #collectorcars #cars #porsche911 #porschegt3 #porschegt #porschegt3rs

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frenchcurious · 2 years

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Peter Gregg (Brumos - Porsche 911 Carrera RSR #911 360 0686 R7) 6 Heures de Watkins Glen 1973. - source Carros e Pilotos.

#peter gregg #brumos-porsche #6 heures de watkins glen

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mistwing · 1 year

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#cisne #alita #ala #brumo #azul #agua #tamarindo #mexican candy

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please-call-us-useless · 2 years

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My five biggest kins (equal first):

Sam Winchester (Supernatural)

Bruno Madrigal (Encanto)

Katie Mitchell (The Mitchells’ vs the Machines)

Eddie Munson (Stranger Things)

Sherlock Holmes (Sherlock)

Queer

Don’t listen to the authority (‘fuck authorities’)

Labelled as Freaks

Learn to embrace their differences

Theatre nerds/ probably had a theatre phase

Pretty smart but sometimes has no logic at all

Tired of everyone’s shit

#supernatural #bbc sherlock #stranger things #the mitchells vs the machines #encanto #sam winchester #bruno magridal #eddie munson #katie mitchell #sherlock holmes #trust me I have a lot more kins but I can’t think at the minute #I’ll fight you if you think Brumo wouldn’t ramble on about his rat novellas

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loving-mista · 1 year

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Team Bucciarati:(brumo mista and gorino) how their stands act when they have a crush on you

Being in the passione is hard work; they don't believe they have the time for a relationship or are to scared to confess but what happens when the manifestation of their soul begins to act on how their user feels about you?

Bruno Bucciarati

you were his subordinate; there was no way he could feel this way right? He was your boss; he believed that feeling such emotions for you were completely unprofessional and unfitting for the role of capo; however it seems a small part of him disagreed.

sticky fingers at first was as closed of as Bruno was when it came to how he felt about you. However that slowly began to change

-in the beginning the stand would simply manifest on its own to sit next to you or walk by your side protecting you from even the smallest of things bruno took notice in this but he wasnt to ashamed and he simply dismissed it as his stand protecting his subordinates

sticky fingers much like bruno didnt like to see you upset so shen the stand saw you upset that you broke something its zippin through the wall and zipping whatever it was back together if you give the stand a hug after this tho expect it so get all giddy and cover its face like a lovesick teenager infront of their crush

sticky fingers would also zip his way into your room while your about to sleep and cuddle you the first time it happened it nearly scared you to death once you saw it was sticky fingers you didn't mind

after this Bruno would catch on to what his stand is doing and he gets pretty embarrassed he hopes you didn't catch on however he did feel a hint of jelousy seeing you so close to his stand and not him

gudio mista

he was outright to scared hed get rejected by you to him you were way out of his league he always thought he had kept his feelings for you discreet but with how flustered he got when he was close to you if mista liked you the sex pistols adored you its that simple

it would start with them wanting to be around you, if you were sitting down at the table with the rest of the gang they'd rush over to you and have a seat wherever 5 usually stays on your shoulder 3 on the top of your head and so on

they love your stand if you manifest it while they are around they cling to it, you always found it quite adorable how your stand ends up taking care of them. Mista seeing your stand care for his so much made his heart swell although he'd never admit he'd save that for after he confesses if he ever gets the courage to

the sex pistols are more open abt liking you than mista is they always compliment you and you give them praises for their hard work leaving the gunslinger jelous over the fact you dont compliment him

they share their food with you! they try to tell mista to cut it into a heart so they can give it to you but he refuses

the pistols will urge mista to confess causing a argument and him saying your way to good for him. little did he know there you were hearing every sweet thing the gunslinger said about you

gorino giovana

it was hard to tell if he liked you or if he simply looked up to you, once he realized he felt that you wouldn't feel the same; he decides to focus on his dream

golden experience is big on gifts

expect some belongings to turn into flowers or your favorite animals

golden experience manifests on its own when your around much like sticky fingers golden experience is protective of you

if your having a normal conversation with gorino Golden experience manifests itself and makes you a flower or picks up a random thing off the ground and makes in into a butterfly leaving you in awe and forgetting what you both were speaking about

it did upset gorino to an extent that his stand would distract you from any conversations you were having even important ones so he often scolds his stand

if that happens expect golden experience to run to you and just jug you like an emotional child. the stand sees getting scolded as an excuse for affection from you and it always works and gorino hates it sometimes but he also finds it adorable

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yellowcry · 7 months

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The brain is flooded

When Bruno was walking in the village, avoiding people, he didn't except to find Luisa, panicking over an accident. Luckily, he knew what to do in those situations.

And maybe, just maybe, one day Luisa will return a favour.

Bruno tried to move around quietly, avoiding people. He really wasn't in the mood for another vision. To be fair, he didn't even want to go out of his tower, not even mention the Casita.

"I am scared of nothing!" Bruno reminded himself, putting his hood on. He was hunching over to make himself look smaller.

He heard a loud crack. At first, Bruno didn't want to see what was going on; it wasn't his problem, and he would only get unnecessary attention. But his intuition told him that he had to check on whatever was happening. And his intuition was rarely lying. Was it somehow related to his gift, or maybe he actually got some bit of luck? Even if it was really strange, Bruno wanted to have at least some hope, even if it was way too groundless.

Soon, he realized that there wasn't really anybody besides him and a little girl. For a second, he stared, then winced as he realized that it was Luisa. She was trembling as she hunched over next to the broken, half-painted fence. Her eyes widened, she stared at the white stockade, whispering something under her nose, breathing rapidly and shallowly.

"God!" Bruno screamed, rushing to his sobrina. He felt his heart pounding from worry, but he couldn't let his own worries get in the way of helping Luisa, as she definitely needed some help. He could never be more grateful for the lack of people, knowing that overwhelming crowd was the last thing his sobrina needed right now. There wasn't a need to know about what happened, as Bruno understood it really well.

He knew that Luisa's gift demanded all-time control. In the first few months after her ceremony, she was even more of a walking disaster than Agustin and Pepa together. Bruno remembered that most people avoided physical contact with Luisa for about two weeks after she gained her strength. But as time passed by, she seemed to maintain better control over her immense power.

Well, it might be better, but it definitely wasn't perfect.

Brumo kicked away the paintbrush that lay in front of Luisa and kneeled, putting his palm on her shoulder supportively as he whispered softly, trying to get Luisa's attention. "Luisa, can you hear me?"

She nodded weakly, still crying. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I didn't mean to, I didn't..."

"Shhh, it's okay." He gently patted her head, trying to stay calm too. "Just breathe... Okay?"Breathe in, breathe out." Bruno was counting and taking deep breaths to show Luisa what she had to do. "Luisa, what do you see?" Bruno's hands were also shaking from anxiety, but after so many years, he learned not to lose his head, he couldn't let his own anxiety stand in front of Luisa's well-being.

Her breathing hitched. "What?" The voice was almost whispering, she looked at Bruno with eyes, wide as two plates.

Bruno lifted her chin a little. "Just tell me, what do you see around, please?"

Luisa pursed her trembling lips. "I... I see... you... the fence," Bruno nodded, asking to continue. Her eyes were glancing around, focusing on what she could see. "Tía's cloud... the mountains.. a donkey..."

"Good job, kiddo." Bruno gave her an awkward but honest smile, focusing on Luisa's face to keep himself steady. "How about what you can feel? I mean with your skin." His grip on Luisa's shoulder was a bit too strong, that his fingers turned white.

Bruno felt like going back to his tower for weeks, days, maybe even months.

She looked down, closing her eyes. "Y-your hand on my shoulder, my hair on my forehead..." She let out a shaking whiff, but it was better than before. "I.. I feel the sun... my blouse, the..."

Bruno put his hand in front of her. "That's enough." His sobrina nodded, biting her lip. "Now, tell me what you're hearing."

Luisa thought for a moment before speaking. "There... There's a rustle of grass; the donkeys are jaking; your voice." Luisa's body wasn't trembling anymore, as she was focusing on something else than her own feelings, which helped her to go back to reality.

Bruno nodded, patting her shoulder. "Now smells."

"There's paint, also the flowers." Luisa's voice was now pretty normal, still raw from worry, but she stopped shaking, signaling that her panic attack was getting away.

"Oh, cool! Now..." Bruno put his hand into his pocket, searching for something. "Give me your hand." Luisa smiled weakly, stretching her palm. "What can you taste?" He put a little chocolate candy in her arm.

She giggled happily, clinging to Bruno's neck. "Thank you!" He fell under a sudden weight and rolled on the young grass. Luisa was now settled down and ready to run forward again. Bruno patted her spine with an awkward smile. "I.. I didn't mean to break the fence..." Her voice was firm now but still filled with deep guilt as she hid her face in Brunk's shirt.

Luisa looked into his eyes as if she begged him to believe her. "Hey, take it easy." He shook his head, looking away to stop eye contact. "I-It's okay!"

"But the fence..." She protested hugging him tighter, but Bruno immediately interrupted her.

Luisa's quiet and scared voice was breaking his heart. She was a child, an eight-year-old shouldn't hyperventilate from a stupid accident that meant nothing.

"It's easy to fix. It's just a fence." Bruno assured Luisa, as she was still hugging his neck.

His sobrina muttered. "I had to be careful... I just..." She sobbed into Bruno's shoulder. "I just got lost in my thoughts.".

"Hey, you can't control your mind!" Bruno chuckled nervously. "I'm getting lost in my own thoughts all the time! B-becides! You are way more important than some fence!" He shook his head, convincing his sobrina that there wasn't anything wrong.

Luisa sighed, finally letting go. "I know... I just... I don't wanna disappoint Senõr Cuellar... I-I... I promise to help him..." She looked down in shame as if she had just caused a problem. "And then... I just..." She wiped the tears from her eyes, trembling from despair at the knowledgeably that she wasn't strong enough to control herself.

"Was it like you can't breathe?" Bruno asked, sitting up and rubbing his hair. Luisa pursed her lips and nodded weakly. "It's okay... Or, well, not really, but doesn't It happen to everyone? So... if this happens again... try to do the thing I asked you to, alright?" Bruno twisted his arms around each other, explaining. "Like trying to say what you see and feel... it's helping!"

Luisa nodded unsurely. "Okay, I'll try." She bit her lip, looking down. "What was it even?" She stared at Bruno with blank eyes, hoping to get an explanation for this overwhelming sense of fear she had just a few minutes before.

"Oh..." Bruno scratched his head nervously. "Well... Books are calling this something like a... panic attack." He shrugged unsurely, raising his voice. "Don't know why it's happening, but the thing I've done to you usually helps me."

Luisa nodded, proving that the grounding had indeed worked. "Can you... Can you, please, don't tell Abuela?" She looked at him with pleading eyes, her lips trembling.

He sighed, knowing that Mama wouldn't be pleased with this; she didn't like it when Bruno had those, and Luisa wouldn't be anything different. He put his fingers on his lips, showing that this secret would be saved. "Hey, I'm quiet as a mouse."

His sobrina hugged him once again, this time lifting him from the ground. Bruno gasped for air in surprise, feeling the strong arms wrapped around his body. "You're the best!" Luisa screamed, clutching him tighter but still being careful not to cause any real damage.

Bruno giggled awkwardly, patting her spine. "There you go..."

Luisa nodded, finally letting him go. "Alright..." She rubbed her palms, getting ready to work again. "I got it; just fix the damage and go back to my chores." She let out a weak laugh as Bruno ruffled her hair. "Tíoo!" She shook her head, trying to get away. For now, Luisa was okay, and it was the main thing. Bruno really hoped that his sobrina would never need to ground herself ever again, but he didn't dare to check it with his gift.

The girl stared at the destruction once again, clutching her hands into fists. "Just... Do this. As fast as you can." She muttered quietly, which forced Bruno to realize that Luisa needed a break. She was probably working for an hour or two already.

Bruno put his hand on her shoulder. "Kiddo, do you... want some help?"

He wasn't sure why he even asked this. Maybe it was his love for the family... Or maybe he just wanted to have a reason to avoid creating another vision. Bruno loved his family, really loved, with all his heart, even if he rarely visited even family meals, let alone any other contact. But he loved his siblings, his mom, and his sobrinos. And right now he didn't want to leave Luisa alone.

She looked up at him with pleading eyes. "Really?" Bruno nodded weakly, and he was squeezed into another hug a second later.

"I'd like it!" Luisa screamed in happiness. People usually didn't offer help to her, which made this little gesture even more important. "I didn't know you know how to fix fences."

"Uhh..." Bruno scratches the back of his head. "I don't." There was a bit of silence. "I will be happy to learn this skill." He promised, knowing that his sobrina was pretty good in the repair of different kinds of things, even if he always thought that she was way too young for this.

"Oh, okay." Luisa got off him. "At first we need to..."

#encanto #ao3 author #fanfic #luisa madrigal #bruno madrigal #i wrote this as stress relief over deleted chapter

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jartitameteneis · 2 months

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Para Brumo con cariño.

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seriouslysam8 · 9 months

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Hi Sam,

I finally caught up with Brumos and while I’d love Tegan and Sirius dynamic, I’d rather love Blackinnons. It’s a ship that I didn’t know I need. I know Sirius had a lot on his mind now (Siriously Voldemort? WTF?!), but he needs to take off his head from his arse because poor Marlene she needs him. I think they need each others, he is the only one to help her have her memories back and she is the only one to help him get through this shit. I know it’s not easy for Sirius, but I hope Remus can talk to him.

All of this just to say thank you for your sharing and you’re an amazing writer and if I can have some blackinnon out of nowhere, I appreciate. 😬

Have a good day

I’ve said this in a lot of review replies over the past month… but the only way Sirius gets help is if he reaches rock bottom. His mental health, his alcoholism, his stress is all mounting in October. Let’s just say chapter thirty-four is entitled Halloween. It’s a doozy.

As for Sirius and his little love triangle, although it’s more like a flat fucking line where he’s just chilling in the middle and gravitating to whatever makes him forget his problems for awhile, I will say nothing on that.

Sirigan? Blackinnon? Who knows? But either way, Sirius isn’t ready for anything more than a good fucking right now.

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niq13stuff · 1 year

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Brumos Porsche

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oldtimeracing · 2 years

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Legends at Sebring 1975 by Louis Galanos Via Flickr: A rare photo showing three legendary cars and drivers coming onto the North-South runway at Sebring in 1975. The #59 Brumos Porsche was driven by Peter Gregg and Hurley Haywood and failed to finish. The #75 C3 Corvette of John Greenwood and Jerry Thompson also failed to finish. Last is the Hans Stuck - Sam Posey BMW 3.0 CSL that also failed to finish. SIR photo.