#bruno's prophecies

[lunamadrigal]

If Bruno took the smashed 'bad' visions and crushed them up more then mixed it into paint, would it be glow in the dark paint? He'd be the type of dad that would surprise his child with glowing stars on their ceiling cause they're afraid of the dark. The kids would love it so much they later fill jars with the crushed glowing glass as an extra form of nightlight so they can use when walking in the dark.

#where my thoughts go #bruno headcanons #bruno madrigal #bruno my beloved #best dad bruno #disney encanto #bruno's prophecies

[guinea-pig-enthusiast]

Bruno, psyching himself up in the mirror the day of Pepa’s wedding: I am about to be the funniest man alive

#encanto #bruno madrigal #rewatched the movie and this part spoke to me #like it wasn’t a prophecy he just wanted to be funny what a guy

[metaphoricaltigers]

Yes I would describe myself as a cool teen not at all burdened with knowledge

#encanto #bruno madrigal #cool teen bruno #encanto comic #logan does art #prophecies #this is my dating profile btw

[hectic-hector]

Encantober prompt #20: Prophecy

Or prophet, to be specific.

@encantober-official

#Encanto #Encantober #Bruno Madrigal #prophecy #Nostradamus

[oncexinxmyxdreams]

Encantober

Prompt 20: Prophecy ⏳

"Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read." 

He's heard it behind his back and he knows gossipers want him to hear it. He's grown to hate the word: prophecy. It's an ominous word. It's full of dread. The green light and sand that swirls is a harbinger to those who've witnessed. Especially when his hazel eyes turn glowing green. He'd rather do them alone. He doesn't like the looks he receives like he's possessed or evil.  

It doesn't help when the prophecies are etched in emerald tablets. Emeralds are beautiful, but he feels like they're tainted with his visions. The outcomes aren't beautiful. They were so long ago, but that's ceased. The anger follows from the inquisitive and they blame him. Always blaming and insulting him.    

The whole process is physically and mentally taxing. Too many visions and he's spent. Migraines, insomnia and sensitive eyes. He doesn't complain about it. He should be grateful that he's a prophet. He shouldn't be hiding in his room. He should be serving his community and family with his gift. He's heard it so many times from Mama. He's not sure how much longer he can take it, but still hold on.   

It could be worse. Certainly there's worse things that could happen with prophecies. They could come after his family. Dolores being told that the man of her dreams being betrothed to another was one of the worst. He hated making her sad. He never wanted there to be worse visions damaging his family. He wouldn't know what to do. He wouldn't be able to live with himself. He hopes it'll never happen. 

Yet the worst vision comes, sketched in emerald. His youngest sobrina, now older, stands before their crumbling home. If anyone sees it, she'll become like him; the black sheep of the Madrigals. Her fate is sealed, unknown of the outcome, but sealed. He can't let that happen. He won't let that happen. The prophecy won't be sealed. It's shattered like his heart. 

#encantober #prophecy #bruno madrigal #encanto #anybody order a sad prompt?

[usedtobeguest123]

Encantober - Prophecy

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#Encantober #prophecy #I used layers for the first time! #it was the coolest #mind blown #bruno madrigal #my art

[omgcheez]

Day 20: prophecy

#my art #encantober #bruno madrigal #prophecy

[greenvillainredemption]

Broke: Bruno’s immediate response to the bad Mirabel vision was to hide in the walls

Woke: Bruno was going to leave but Casita showed him the walls as an option

Bespoke: Bruno was going to leave but Casita forced him into the walls

#my words #encanto #bruno madrigal #jk I love all options but I just read a fic that suggested that last idea and well my spooky brain had no choice but to latch onto it #the fic is self fulfilling prophecy by archive_rat in case anyone’s curious idk if they have tumblr #CORRECTION THE FIC IS BY ABBYTHERAT THANK U TO IMPOSSIBLEFANGIRL FOR CORRECTING ME I OWE U MY LIFE #the fic does some other stuff with Casita that I think is a fun idea but I wouldn’t see as canon #but just that one bit about locking him in....yesss YESSSSS #not that he’s locked in the whole time I mean he can still get food and Casita doesn’t really work in there #but the fic suggested something like he’s stuck there until he notices the cracks n he’s like o better stay here and then Casita chills out

[lunamadrigal]

......... Coconut Milk

“Uh huh. No. To the left!” Antonio shouted up at the swaying palma canopy where bright multi colors rustled about within the giant leaves. “Your other left!” He corrected, cupping his hands over his small lips to emphasize the sound.

“I KNOW YOU’RE A BIRD PICO! YOU HAVE A LEFT WING! YOUR LEFT! YOUR LEFT!”

A chuckle escaped my chest as I watched Toñito flail his short boyish arms through the air at Pico. His toucan sat perched 200 feet above him, head tilted in mock confusion at the instructions he was getting from his pint-sized owner. I suppose being able to speak to animals and being able to communicate are two totally different things. Those two might as well be speaking different languages right now.

“Sí!” Antonio huffed before Pico’s beak began to furiously chip away at the round fibrous fruit hanging in plain sight.

“How many did Julieta say to bring back again?” The deep voice of my cuñado beside me questioned while scratching what little hair covered his chin.

I knew we should have written it down but everyone laughed when I made the suggestion. I felt my eyebrow raise at him, wanting to point out that fact but instead quickly swallowed the thought down.

“As many as we can carry Félix. I’d rather not have to watch this…”, gesturing at the ridiculous show Antonio and Pico were putting on, all to get a few coconuts, “... again.” At least they were determined, I’ll give them that. It was very cute.

“WOOHOO!” The tiny voice hollered proudly, holding up his first coconut in the air like he just won a trophy. You’d think it was his first time ever seeing one up close before, the way his nose wiggled as he sniffed the rough furry surface of it.

“Tío look!” Antonio added with a wild grin while hopping in place. “Can tía really make coconut milk from this?”

My shoulders shrugged unintentionally as I hadn’t a clue how my hermana was planning on making ice cream out of the coconut milk. These aren’t questions to be asking the family weirdo and my mind slowly wandered, picturing the vision I had earlier in the day that started this little mission of ours. Next time I have a spontaneous vision that is food related I’m keeping it to myself cause of course I’d get roped into completing this task.

“If anyone can, it'll be your tía, mijo!” Félix interjected just as another coconut came flying to the ground in front of us.

The sound it made as it hit the bottom and cracked open made me flinch, reminding me of the sound Casita used to make when another crack formed. The memory twisted my stomach and sent a wave of cold shivers across my skin. These flashbacks had been coming on more often and I felt powerless against them as my eyes glossed over, zoning out and into space.

“Ay amigo…”, Félix chuckled, pulling my mind back into the moment. “Whatcha think?” His shirtless body swayed like the palma surrounding us, dancing to the sound of the wind only it could understand.

“There might be more than one use for these things.” The two halved coconuts were being held up to his bare chest, continuing his mock rhythmic dancing.

I knew what he was doing, of course I did. He was trying to distract me from spiraling down a dark hole where my thoughts would take me, back to before, back to behind the walls. And I loved him for it.

“Think it’ll fit you?” Félix nodded my way smiling where I still sat, hidden in the shade of the trees.

The warm breeze picked up again, tossling my hair and giving the palmas a new tune to sing. I closed my eyes and took in the feeling. I can do this, I smiled.

“Only one way to find out.” I smiled back.

🥥 🥛 🥥 🥛 🥥 🥛 🥥 🥛

Pico is Dug the golden retriever and you can’t tell me otherwise. Also Félix and Bruno in a coconut bra cause I said so.

Shout out to the creators @breannaaiedail @missilestorm1 for pronouncing July 25th Encanto Milk Day

AND almost equally if not more important... A very happy birthday to the glitter in my sails, the sparkle in my night sky, the queen of nightingales @glitternightingale The world is more bright cause of you.

I mean we're already married but I'd marry you again so

#encanto milk day #encanto milk #encanto coconut milk #boys in bras #pint-sized antonio #i just wanna see bruno in a coconut top #does the hula #felix madrigal #antonio madrigal #bruno's prophecies #bruno madrigal #bruno my beloved #encanto fic

[blessedwithpolls]

Part 3/?

Part 1 | Part 2

#YOUR FATE IS SEALED WHEN YOUR PROPHECY IS READ #camilo’s part hits different #i said what i said #polls #tumblr polls #encanto #disney encanto #bruno madrigal #we don’t talk about bruno #camillo madrigal #camilo madrigal #encanto camilo #encanto bruno

[lnter-net]

I made my first zine ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

'Behind the Prophecy', is my Encanto fan zine, focused on mainly Bruno. It's filled with my Encanto fanart and some short pieces of (very amateur) writing (by me, HAHAHA).

Do check it out and let me know what you think! Sneak peaks below!

#I made it in 1 night and ive never made something like this before so it might not be the prettiest or nicest but i enjoyed making it! #art #doodles #fan zine #encanto fan zine #behind the prophecy #encanto #bruno madrigal #encanto bruno #bruno encanto #disney encanto #zine #encanto fanart #bruno fanart #encanto fanfic #tio bruno #artist #bruno fanfic

[metaphoricaltigers]

The Family Madrigal reprise but it's a duet with Mirabel and Bruno. Bruno keeps forgetting the lyrics and he's wearing a Hawaiian shirt and sunglasses for some reason

#manifesting #how encanto should have ended #or how the sequel should begin #encanto #bruno madrigal #mirabel madrigal #personal #prophecies

[lesbianecrivain]

A comment on my Isabela fanfic just made my day 🥺😩

If you havent yet, you can read my Isabela Madrigal fanfic on AO3 right on this link. It's called, "La Profecía del Tío Bruno (Tío Bruno's Prophecy)"

#lesbian #sapphic #original character #La Profecía del Tío Bruno (Tío Bruno's Prophecy) #isabela madrigal x female oc #isabela madrigal #encanto

[cloudy-encanto]

Day 20 Encantober 🥰💖 only 11 to go!

2/3 there!! I can’t believe it! 🌈🌈🌈 also I was excited to share this hc I made that the triplets can fuse their powers to make a better prophecy 🥹 (I love Steven universe and the way the characters powers fuse, so wondered if Encanto could do it too, especially since they have the triplet connection 🥰

Todays prompt: prophecy

Excerpt:

"You need help?" Bruno offered, voices echoing through the cave. "I got a list of things that annoy me about you-"

"I don't need help!" Pepa snapped, already angry as she relived painful memories from her past, the hormones from her pregnancy helping to infuriate her. Her hands tightened into fists as thunder and lightning began to flash around her.

"You sure?" Bruno baited her. "Because I've seen better storms than this."

Pepa shot Bruno a furious look. "I'm trying!"

"Eh." He shrugged, which only made Pepa angrier. He went to provoke her again, but Julieta shook her head in warning.

Pepa closed her eyes, tears running down her face now. She remembered Mama shouting her, hurting her, being disappointed in her.

She began to sob, wind spiralling and blowing her hair as Pepa heard Mama's voice in her head. Clear skies, Pepa. You have a cloud.

Pepa covered her face as thunder crashed, echoing through the cave.

Why is it always you? Why can't you be good, just once?

Pepa screamed, and the entire cave lit up into a fierce hurricane. She opened her eyes and they glowed bright, lightning swirling and striking around them as the room darkened and flashed.

Julieta gasped, holding a protective hand over her tummy and the other over Pepa's. "Maybe this was a bad idea."

"No turning back now." Bruno told her, quickly taking Pepa's hands in his.

The moment their hands touched, Bruno's eyes glowed too and the clouds turned green.

Usually Bruno needed sand and fire to activate his visions, but they discovered that when Pepa's storms were strong enough, Bruno was able to channel his power through his sister.

Pepa screamed again, the cave lighting up and crackling with electricity.

Clouds swirled around them and illuminated green as the sibling's powers fused. Lightning flowed through the vision, sparking and tracing lines through the green storm and to create an image.

"I love you." Bruno told her in a gentle voice. "You're okay now. Vision is stable."

Pepa sobbed again, glowing eyes looking back at Bruno as she nodded in understanding.

Julieta held onto their arms, her hair blowing in the wind as she watched.

The lightning traced out an image of the Encanto, then navigated through the streets, reaching Casita and going inside. It showed the triplets in Pepa's room, Pepa laying in bed with Julieta and Bruno gathered next to her, holding something.

Pepa watched in intrigue, her glowing eyes searching. Her anger was gone now, but Bruno's power flowed through her, keeping the storm going.

"That's the picture we need." Julieta told them, reaching into her bag and taking out an arepa, breaking it into bite sizes. "Ready?"

Bruno turned to Julieta with glowing eyes and nodded.

She put food in each of her siblings' mouths and her own, then put her hands over theirs. As her power fused with Bruno and Pepa's, the vision became brighter.

A golden glow spread from the siblings' hands and through the cave. It calmed the storm and defined the vision, filling it with colour until it felt like they really were there.

"There they are!" Julieta's face lit up at the sight of the babies.

"Que chimba!" Pepa laughed, looking up at their sweet faces. "I love them already."

Bruno's expression softened. It worked. Nothing bad had happened.

The storm absorbed back into their hands and left behind a slate of glass. It had swirls or green and gold that moved together like clouds, and the image itself glittered and glowed like trapped lightning.

The triplets all huddled in close, speaking in excited voices as they pointed to the babies.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42056430/chapters/106757985

#encanto #encantober #alma madrigal #pepa madrigal #bruno madrigal #julieta madrigal #daily prompt #prophecy #encanto fandom event #october 2022 #fanfic

[vithcy]

We don't talk about bruno still slaps

#a lil emo about dolores being the only one who understands Bruno because she is the one who Listens also #also brunos prophecy for dolores was isabela getting mad at her when they were kids and lying to her to make her feel bad #stfu vithcy

[jazzy-a]

Bruno: Everything will be ok. You can not stop it.

Bruno: Everything will be fine. You have no choice.

Camilo: What the f*ck kind of pep talk is that?

Bruno: Ominous positivity.

#Encanto #Encanto incorrect quotes #Bruno madrigal #Camilo madrigal #He's trying something new #I feel like this would be the logical next step for Bruno in his journey of self improvement #You're going to have an amazing day and there's NOTHING you can do about it #Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read