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junosaccount · 2 years

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Please do a continuation of Bruno sliding down the stairs!

I will do that! But first I did a remake of the original comic which was really just a very very messy sketch.

This was an idea from @encantoisawesome the original post is here.

Part one of the 'Staircase Slide':

Part Two

#so many stairs in la casa madrigal #casita is playful #staircase slide #encanto #encanto comic #encanto fanart #bruno madrigal #request #my art

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mmollymercury · 2 years

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@breannaaiedail

Remember literally weeks ago how I made a post asking for art requests... yep it took me that long to finish the first one,,, I literally don't know why I decided to go all in but I did and I'm very happy💖💖😭

Slight tw: Bruno's got faint self harm scars

"We'll get you healthy, I promise.🌤🌈"

Cameo from my rat ocs: Maria and one of her babies(she's trying to steal foodddd) Valentina and a struggling Fernando-

Yes, Camilo is eating everyone's leftovers, yes he eats them all. Bruno left the most but he's recovering and he's trying AND THATS WHAT MATTERS 😭😭💖💖

First time drawing Agustín and I think my crushing really helped out because I wasn't having much issues with him😭 also, if you've noticed, Agustín's flower is a new, wild, sHarP Isabela flower and Mirabel’s plate got a repaint! It's got butterflies on it and a big one in the centre 💗🦋

My hands are tired AAAHHHG😫😫😵

#encanto #bruno madrigal #pepa madrigal #camilo madrigal #félix madrigal #agustín madrigal #julieta madrigal #antonio madrigal #alma madrigal #fanart #my art #art requests #digital illustration #💫my art🎨

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dailybigbro · 10 months

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Today’s Big Bro (figure) is Bruno Madrigal from Encanto! He loves his little sister (niece)!

#encanto #bruno madrigal #mirabel madrigal #request #dailybigbro

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waitingonavision · 2 years

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sleep pile with bruno and his nieces and nephews!

Thank you for the request 🥺 Somehow this turned out to be over 1,000 words! Here’s the AO3 link!

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Duerme bien

“But we should—“

“Leave him there. Good idea.”

“Not what I was going to say!”

“Whaddya mean? We’re practically twins! We finish each otherrr’s…”

“Like I’d ever fall for that.”

“Hey. What’re you guys just, standing there for?”

Mirabel and Camilo startle at the voice behind them.

“Luisa! Keep your voice down, okay,” Mirabel hisses. “It’s Tío Bruno.”

The tall young woman crosses the courtyard and gazes in the direction her sister has indicated with puckered lips. Her powerful body is immediately tense, ready to spring forward and pluck their tío out of whatever situation he’s landed in. The instant she sees him, though, she gives a low little laugh.

“Oh, he’s sleeping.”

“Yeah. On the floor. Just. Dead to the world, right there.” Camilo, heaping on the obvious statements.

“Which is why we should move him to the couch!”

“He looks… comfortable?” Luisa shifts from one foot to the other. “Haven’t you seen this before?” The younger kids shake their heads. “He used to do it a lot. Before he, uh, left. I remember seeing him asleep on the floor, or like, in a corner somewhere. Mamá said that as long as he wasn’t in danger, wasn’t going to fall or get stepped on or anything, it was okay to let him be. Said he needed the rest.”

She doesn’t mention the part where she’d plunk down in front of Bruno, a doll and stuffed animal in tow, or sometimes blocks. Or that she’d sit with him until he woke up (once or twice prodding him awake herself). Then her tío would blink at her through those ever sleepless eyes, never upset with her, not even if she roused him sooner than he’d wanted. Just a crooked smile and a bleary but tender, “Buenas, Luisita.”

Camilo is gesturing at the man’s form in the center of the living room. “See? I was right. Also, wow, fu—ay! Wh—“

“Shh. I still think we should move him.” Mirabel’s brow is furrowed.

“…What if he wakes up?”

“Yeah. And anyway, he’s probably too heavy for us n–ow! Stop pinching me, Mirabel!”

“He’s not!” Mirabel says, while Luisa crosses her arms, biceps bulging. “And I won’t, because you keep being an—“

“Let him stay there.”

All three of them jump in spite of the sound of a well-practiced whisper beside them. Turning their heads in unison, they see Dolores peeking around the threshold at their passed-out uncle.

“He’s still lighter than you, cabeza gorda.” She adds, humming, lest she squander the opportunity to defend Bruno and jab back at her brother, who simply shrugs, even as he fixes her with a too-wide smirk.

Looking back at Mirabel, he says, “Our majority and our seniority reign!”

Mirabel is familiar enough with their mothers’ and Bruno’s banter as triplets to know it’s hopeless to argue that Camilo being two months and one week older than her totally does not count as seniority. Still, the words chafe.

“Well, unfortunately for you, primo, brains beat age,” she counters. Smiling at her own private triumph. “You guys, come on! Dolores, don’t worry, we won’t wake him.”

“Oh. No, it’s not that–“

“¡Permiso!”

As if on cue, the quiet, piping voice of the youngest Madrigal sends the four bigger bodies shuffling. They watch the boy’s curly head bob toward them—the rest of him is nearly obscured by the thick woolen blanket he’s hugging to his torso—and as he weaves through and on into the room.

Antonio had been the first to stumble upon Bruno like this, after consulting the rats over his whereabouts (“I need to find your mamá,” is how he framed it). It was seeing his tío fast asleep on the floor that made the boy shelve his pursuit of story time in favor of the next most logical thing.

Sure, the kid may have gotten distracted by his toucan friend along the way, but he’s back now! And once he reaches his destination he promptly arranges the blanket in a pile next to Bruno, plopping down on his side and snuggling his cheek against the man’s pudgy belly.

The sight makes Dolores and Mirabel grin and Luisa’s lower lip quiver.

“Looks like Toñito’s found a middle way.” Camilo arches an eyebrow.

No one is at all fazed when Mirabel darts away, skirt fluttering. Nor when they hear a few muffled thumps somewhere above them, followed by the sound of her shushing herself. Within moments she’s at the living room entrance again, heaving blankets and pillows at the others (Casita had to have helped with the load), and bounding ahead, lightly, with hers. She motions c’mon just as she’s starting to lay out her blanket in order to curl around her little primo, who wiggles his fingers at her.

“His tummy keeps making noises,” Antonio whispers, stifling a sleepy giggle.

Mirabel’s mouth forms into an o-shape. To her right, she catches a glimpse of Luisa settling on her quilt above Bruno’s head. “Maybe it’s better not to lie on it, hombrecito…”

“It’s okay,” Dolores says with an unconscious tilt of her head, from where she’s making a spot for herself. “Tío ate a little over an hour ago. He’s just slow to digest.” A satisfied Antonio mushes his whole face into Bruno’s soft stomach.

“Hey, save some room for your big brother.”

The teenager has shape-shifted into a… smaller version of himself—a bit smaller than Antonio, even. Nudging in between Dolores and their tío, he steals the former’s pillow so he can roll onto it, and rests his head opposite his brother’s. After a second or two of mild contemplation, he pulls an expression that reads not bad and gives an exaggerated yawn.

Pepa and Félix’s eldest shakes her head. Then her eyes flick off to the left… barely catching the shadow moving past the room.

The last things Dolores sees before she lies down beside Bruno are Luisa curved in an arc over him, body completely slumped and a gentle smile playing on her lips; and Mirabel rubbing circles into Antonio’s back as he drifts off, trying to fight the same fate…

In due time, the air turns fragrant with the scent of various wildflowers. Isabela slips into the room, a rolled blanket in the crook of her elbow, and conjures crowns for each of her family members. (No outrageous blooms, though she considers making an exception for Camilo.) When she’s finished putting the final touches on Bruno’s clovers, she claims the space by her youngest sister.

“Duerme bien,” she murmurs, letting her forehead rest against the already slumbering girl’s shoulder.

Everything falls silent.

Maybe he would have moved earlier. Coughed, or something. But, oh, these kids…

Bruno allows one eye to open a crack, then the other. Gingerly, he extracts his rather stiff arm out from under Mirabel, giving it the tiniest stretch and twist before placing his hand on Antonio’s head.

He smiles, and closes his eyes once more.

. . .

@junosaccount drew art of the sleep pile!!!!!!!! Thank you, thank you!!!!!

#encanto #bruno madrigal #luisa madrigal #mirabel madrigal #camilo madrigal #dolores madrigal #antonio madrigal #isabela madrigal #the madrigal kiddos #encanto fan fiction #asks #my writing #my fics #stuff i've posted #fic: duerme bien #viva la pancita de bruno #🌙 fic and art requests

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kaereth · 2 years

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Bruno Madrigal showing Simon Petrikov a vision for a kofi (bg edited from Encanto!)

#bruno madrigal #simon petrikov #adventure time #encanto #disney #kofi request

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poppysplace-edits · 2 years

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aroace bruno madrigal icons for @blasianyaomomo, ftu with credit!

#candy chatter #request completed #pride headcanon #pride icons #aroace #aromantic #aro #asexual #ace #bruno madrigal #encanto #rats tw

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mccn-bcys · 2 years

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hey everyone! welcome to my masterlist! below you can find the fics i've written by character! if you like it make sure to like and reblog! if you would like to be added to a taglist, please fill out this form!

requests: closed (except for drabbles)

—> if you guys have requests, pls make sure to check out the guidelines

angst: ♧ fluff: ♡ smut: ◇

final arcade token ♡

summary: a date at the arcade is going well...until you get to the last token of the night.

jake the cabbie, steven the comfort ♡

summary: jake isn't the best with emotions and how to handle people who express those emotions in the back of his cab. so steven takes over to comfort those people instead.

you are worth more ♧♡

summary: you receive a heartbreaking voice-mail and steven is there to make you feel better.

just a touch of your hand - pt. one ♧♡ pt. two ♧♡ pt. three ♧♡

summary: when you turn eighteen, an ink stain appears on your skin wherever your soulmate touches you for the first time. the boys each are dealing with their stain in their own way.

sensual pleasure? ♡

summary: your friends take you to the museum but you never were interested in the history. Until your friend introduces you to a cute gift-shoppist who gives you little history lessons. Suddenly, a ring becomes a little more than a cool item he showed you.

hold my hand ♧♡

summary: an accident happens when you went to the market alone. Din just wants to make sure you’re okay and insists he goes with you once you’re healed up to keep it from happening again.

first date ♡

summary: connie has a new friend in Columbia, and she sets her and javi up on blind date. javi gets nervous, but over dinner, he finds that he really likes her and wants to see her again.

🌼 flower shop 🌼 ♡

summary: pepa needs a bouquet of flowers for...something, and while her siblings try to stop her it leads to the buying of another bouquet, for a different reason.

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imnotadogiswear · 1 year

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Spin on the Tainted Miracle AU where Mirabel never goes for the candle. She’s still exiled to the barn, but her reputation isn’t as bad and she has several new advantages. Sensing that it’s future keeper is in trouble and given that she never attacked it, the candle secretly gives Mirabel control over all the gifts for safekeeping. When Mirabel discovers this, she decides to take a subtler approach in her revenge. What will she do to undermine the family’s reputation? What will the Madrigals do?

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glitternightingale · 2 years

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May I request some Mirabel Angst art? Possibly where she's injured (non graphic of course, this is a kids movie) and the family is fretting like crazy? If you don't like that idea, maybe Mirabel with a scar across her eye like Scar from the lion king, with Julieta apologizing that she couldnt heal it. . . Thanks for reading this. I love your art.

As you wish...

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encantoisawesome · 2 years

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snuggle pile with the cat triplets requested by @glitternightingale

catrigals au by @glitternightingale

#if anyone has any drawing requests for the catrigals feel free to ask #encanto #bruno #pepa #julieta #bruno madrigal #pepa madrigal #julieta madrigal #encanto bruno #encanto julieta #encanto pepa #cats #catrigals

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mmollymercury · 2 years

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For an art prompt, what about Bruno holding little Mirabel, or putting her on his shoulders?

I love me some soft family moments 😭😭💖💖

Yeah, I kinda expanded on this ask quite a bit👹👹 I couldn't resist tho-

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insertmesoftly · 2 years

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Villain Bruno x Defiant Fem Y/N (CW Dubcon/Breeding Kink)

@vocalvixen20cp For you ❤️

You shakily got home, exhausted after a day of work. The town was excited, it would be Antonio's birthday and finally, the night he would receive his gift. Though your neighbors and friends kept asking you to join them... you kept refusing. You were too tired. Parties aren't your thing. It was true but...

You still felt like a liar.

You dropped your cloak on the floor and moved up your stairs. You couldn't relax yet. You knew the worst was to come.

You opened your door, expecting to see the familiar signs of a temper tantrum. You saw a calm, humming Bruno, still with the ponytail you’d given him that day, instead. He turned to see you and his smile widened.

'You got here earlier than expected! What, no time to party?'

This... confused you. You knew how he felt about his family. You expected him to be in a flurry over the newest addition to the family getting his powers. Getting accepted. You furrowed your brows as you walked in.

'No... I didn't want to. Are... you alright? You're off today...'

'Ay, tesoro.' He moved to be in front of you sweeping you in his arms and readily nuzzling your neck.

'You're so thoughtful... you deserve a reward.'

'A.... reward?'

'Of course.' He's still on your neck, giving it kisses, his hand exploring your flesh.

'Who else do I owe everything to? You deserve... to be taken care of.' He finally separates just a bit to look at you. You know he's scheming something. You can tell by his tone and eyes. You don't trust this... but you also saw no reason to disagree. It's been a while since your first fuck.

'Alright... what do you have in mind?'

His grin widens as he takes you by the hand.

It started with gentle kisses on the bed as he took off your clothes and left a trail all the way down until he was met with your lips. He gingerly began to lick at your labia, his hands kneading your thighs, rubbing them up and down. They stayed on your hips as his tongue delved deeper. Your breathing staggered and your hands gripped his head, your tight grip undoing his hair.

‘Aah… Bruno…’ He was being so gentle, unlike the first time. He’s being way too… unlike himself. Despite your enjoyment, you pull on his hair and make him look at you. He looked surprised but pleased.

‘What? Am I doing a bad job?’

‘No…. You need to tell me what you have planned.’ Your anxiety could not rest. It’s Bruno. He’s always had wild ideas. ‘Are you trying to distract me from something? What did you do?’

Your grip tightened enough to make him hiss, but his smile remained. ‘There’s nothing to really say. I just wanted to give you a good night… Is it a crime to want to make you feel the best I can?’

He moved his hand to forcefully separate yours from his hair. His ponytail was undone now, he took off the band that held it together and remade it hastily. Some hair still slipped away but he didn’t care as he took your legs and moved them with him as he rose. Now you had to be on your back as he stood, unable to grab at him again. He was less soft with his licks, nicking parts of you with his teeth, sucking on your clit as he fingered you. You had spurned his good graces, so now he was paying you back. You squirmed beneath him, your first orgasm ripped out of you with convulsions from the quickness of his actions.

‘WHAT WAS THAT?!’

‘Just the warm-up!’ He undid his britches and pulled out his cock, stroking himself after lowering you back down.

‘I need you to be soft… and prepared.’ At your glower he teased you by pinching your cheek. ‘That won’t do…’ He flipped you around simple enough and held your arms behind you as you squealed indignantly.

‘What are you doing?? There’s something off about you today! What are you hiding?’ You tried to face him, but he pressed your head down as he positioned you.

‘I told you…’

He aimed himself and slowly entered you, the act deliberately taking longer than it should. He made a noise in the back of his throat, nestling himself as far as he could before leaning down to kiss your back.

‘I just want you to feel good…’

You shivered. ‘….. Cabron.’

He snickered and began his slow thrusts. His hands gripped at your breasts, enjoying keeping them in place and feeling them. Nothing bad had presented itself… so you decided to enjoy the sex, slightly whimpering whenever he grazed your sensitive spot, moving in time with him so that he could hit it again. Bruno cooed at you for giving in, moving to your neck and humming into your ear as he continued rocking at a steady pace.

‘You feel wonderful, tesoro.’

‘Hmmm… I’d better, since you’re always on me like a dog.’

Bruno bit your neck at this, but you knew he wouldn’t feel insulted. Or you had hoped…

‘I am a dog… I’m yours, aren’t I?’

He moved away from you, his hands now firmly on your hips. He gave you a few squeezes as he quickened, every shot a direct hit for you.

‘Shit-Shit-Shit, can you- Slow down a little!’

‘Sorry, can’t hear you! I’m a dog, so I don’t know when to stop. I just want to fuck.’

He practically growled his last line, his nails dug into your flesh. He was going as fast as he wanted to, as deep as he cared to, though you were close to another orgasm, the sudden feeling of him twitching made your stomach become knotted.

‘Wait- Bruno- get out! Let go of-!’

‘Can’t! Hear! You!’ He was doing this on purpose. He was going to cum inside you. You squirmed at the sensation, your first time feeling him as he let out his breath and shoved as deep as he could, shot after shot of hot liquid filling you up.

You gasped for breath and trembled beneath him, unsure of what to do or what to say. You moved a hand to try to shove him off, he gripped it against your back and spoke through his heavy breathing.

‘We aren’t done yet… At least one more load for tonight…’ He pulled out just a bit, and pushed inside again, the obscene noise from it made your toes curl.

‘Bruno… why?’ Your mind was racing, you were still in shock. ‘You want me to get pregnant? You want me to have kids???’

‘Well, yeah, obviously!’ He leaned back to be close to your neck, talking into your ear.

'Come on, mi vida. It's not fair to let my sisters win. We should give the family some new Madrigals to really celebrate...'

This was it? What he was so sneaky about all night?!

‘So, what, this is all just petty revenge?!’

‘Of course not!’ He got weirdly quiet for a second, repositioning himself to not lean on you with his weight, before continuing.

‘I thought about it. We can do it. We can have kids. And we’ll raise them better…’ His arms circled around you, like an embrace. He nuzzled your neck.

'Don't you love me? Don't you want to please me?' His hand moved over your abdomen where he could feel his own thrusts. He clenched his hand over your skin, his eyes glazing at the image in his head, grunts following every word.

'I want your belly full with twins. And more after them. I want to have the most kids in the family... ngh, and we're already so late.' He paused to whisper in your ear, squeezing a tit and rolling a nipple between his fingers, his breath hitching as you clenched around him. 'I need to keep you full. I want to keep you stretched. Every night, mi vida, we need to keep going, we need to beat them, don't we?'

He turned you around to look at you, a bit of his previous load slips as he momentarily releases you, but he's back to plug you up in a second. His eyes have you unable to look away, his grin stretching his face as he laughs at you.

'Why are you looking at me like that? You said you'd do anything to help me before... Pooooor Bruno,' his hand brushes your cheek and he’s back to thrusting, you wince. You can already feel bruising.

'I know you pitied me. That's how all of this started, right? Poor, loser Bruno. Rejected by his family. Out in the streets like a dog. You should've known better than to take a stray in.'

His hand moves to your neck, massaging it it, contemplating giving it a squeeze, but he settled it back to be between your breasts. He could feel your heavy breathing and thunderous heart at once and he reveled in being the cause. He leaned back down to give you a kiss, sweet, sloppy, tender. He inhales your breath as he leaves you.

'Pobrecita. I'm never going to leave you.'

You cry out as the hand on your chest moved to tease your clit. He's on your neck; the biting, the licking, the rubbing, the thrusts. You whine, shrill sounds escaping your throat as you writhe under him, helpless to the overwhelming stimulation.

'Bruno! Stop!'

'Haaah, but you're making such pretty sounds, amor. Keep going.' He kisses the bottom of your chin, his stubble prickling your sensitive skin.

His tone stayed sweet. 'Come on, I've got you. I've got you... Cum for me? Andale, mi amor. Be a good girl...'

He picked you up with one arm, angling you better to where he knew you'd feel him the most, still touching you without his tempo stopping. He licks your chest and nibbles on a breast.

'I've got you... I want you to finish... please? Come on, baby, you're... so close I can feel it.'

'Fuck!' You gripped your pillow tightly and screamed as you did what he asked, thrusting back with him, clenching his dick, begging for his release too as you rode yours out.

'Bruno, more! More! More!' You cried. You wanted to be full, you wanted more heat, you wanted him to feel good to. Your permission was all he wanted.

'As you wish.' He thrusted a few more times, cumming inside you and dragging it out as you slowly became a ragdoll beneath him. You breathed hard as you felt every spurt spill, warmth pulling and staying even as he stopped.

So much had happened, you were both tired and running off the high. Still, he laughed deliriously at what you unwittingly have agreed to.

'You like this. You want this. Come on.'

He sounds so condescending; your irritation grows as he pinches your nose.

'Admit you want me to fuck you every night like this.'

You groan and try pushing him back, ready to get clean.

'I'm not going to admit to anything... you always do what you want anyways.'

'Aaww... wait.' Bruno stops your movements, pushing you back to bed a bit forcefully.

'We don't want any of my cum getting out of you.... yet.' He corrected the last bit at your expression. He slowly peeled himself away from you, thrusting back in any sperm that spurted without him.

'We should find a way to plug you up...'

'Bruno, I'm not going to try shoving anything that isn't safe inside me.'

'You already took me in! Why don't we try a few more- OUCH, ok, STOP MOVING!!'

He held down your legs as you kicked him, more concerned over the leaking than his own safety.

'Okay, okay. We can talk about it later. Just... stay put. I'll clean.'

Your eyebrows raised. 'You? The slob? Since when were you this nice?'

He scowled at your insult but got out of bed and kissed your forehead anyways.

'Since you agreed to have my kids.' He didn't stop at that, opting for a proper, deep kiss.

You hummed at the sudden sentiment, still wide eyed as he departed from you. His smile was soft. So unlike him.

His forehead pressed yours.

'You're mine now. I'm going to take care of you.'

You gave a little nod, unable to use your voice. He chuckled just a bit, his eyes closed and opened back to his usual asshole expression.

'Well, that's that.'

Enough being vulnerable. He got up and started doing as he promised, switching the sheets gently the best he could and wiping your body with a wet towel. He marveled at your stomach and couldn’t help caressing it as he watched it rise and fall with your breaths.

You can't leave him now. He felt reassured from the way you took him. You won’t be getting rid of him.

You're bound to him.

#villain bruno #bruno madrigal x reader #bruno x y/n #bruno x you #bruno x reader #bruno x oc #bruno madrigal x y/n #bruno madrigal #bruno madrigal x oc #cw breeding #cw dubcon #cw dubious consent #villain!bruno au #FINALLY I FINISHED THIS FOR YOU SING #THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST AND FOR THE SUPPORT #AAAAAAAAH I HOPE I DID WELL WITH THIS IM SORRY I TRIED

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waitingonavision · 2 years

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Can you draw Bruno as a kid hugs a rat stuff animal in the bed asleep

Of course 😭 This turned into toddler Bruno 🥺