#no se habla de bruno
briarquartz · 3 months ago
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Bruno + tweets (1/?)
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1. Bruno doing finger quotes, smiling and looking up. internetanja’s tweet reads “my whole vibes is that i am just kidding”
2. Bruno carrying a rat, smiling at it. strawberrybebbes’s tweet reads “yes i’m a dilf (disgusting insane little freak)
3. Jorge standing next to Mirabel, doing a thumbs up to a man on a ladder. jzux's tweet says (me, still acting really weird) sorry i acted so weird the other day
4. Bruno staring at Mirabel in front of him during their first meeting. another tweet from jzux reads "well well well, if it isn't the bridge i said i'd cross when i came to it
5. Close up of Bruno’s face, looking tired. coltondoe’s tweet says “”you look sad today” bro im sad everyday i just didn’t have the energy to hide it today
6. Bruno having a vision, pointing at something off-screen. acorny_belle's tweet reads "things may suck now. but at least it's not as bad as it will be soon"
7. Bruno is hiding among potted plants, behind a railing on Casita’s mezzanine. He is peeking over the railing and looking to the side. misterpostsman’s tweet reads “That one guy who’s meek as fuck but lowkey inheriting the earth”
8. Bruno standing in front of his sisters, hands spread, from the scene in the movie where he says “I’ll go fist. briantheruler’s tweet reads “how everyone doing. i’ll go first i’m doing bad”
9. Bruno in front of his door, holding a rat on his palm, gesturing to it with the other while looking at the viewer. IwriteOK’s tweet says “why yes i would like to adopt a tiny, semi-feral animal with a lifespan just a fraction of my own and then make its continued survival the lynchpin of my mental health”
10. Jorge with a bucket on his head, holding a knife spatula. a reddit post by 12jonboy12 reads "can i advertise my house as being "made with real cheese" if i mixed a tablespoon of parmesan into over the cement for the foundation? or does it have to be a certain percentage before i can say that"
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cherryblossom2134 · 4 months ago
Hihi! I love your Camilo fics! They’re so good!
Could you do Camilo w/ a fem reader that is v popular in town bc she’s so sweet, helpful and can cook v well she gives major wifey vibes and everyone loves her, unfortunately that makes her have many suitors waiting in line for her and Camilo has a massive crush on her but he’s too nervy to talk to her so the whole Madrigal family help him out to set him up!
Thank you ilyyyy<33
Aww Darling thank you! And sure I do that.
Hope you like it :)
Un poco de ayuda
Camilo Madrigal x fem!Reader
He/Him for Camilo | She/Her for Reader
Summary: Y/N is the sweetest girl known in the small village Encanto, also popular for her delicious food. Julieta and she are the best cookers in town, Camilo who has a big crush on her is to nervous to talk with her. So the Madrigals help him out.
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Camilo is not the Typ for being flustered or nervous because of girls, it's the opposite. Girls get usually these things when he flirts with them. He's pretty popular with them.
But ever since he noticed you, he doesn't care about them anymore.
He heard about Y/N a lot, of how kind she is and that her food is as good as Julieta's. He never believed it. How can someone's food be better than his Tía ones, there has to be a mistake, right?
But when one time, Antonio brought something from your food and Camilo tasted it. He was to stubborn to admit it, but it was delicious no doubt about it.
He wanted to know you, get to know more about you.
And when he saw you, he fell in love. Your gentle e/c eyes, with so much kindness and love inside it. Your h/c hair, which is shining in the sunlight. Your beautiful smile, it made him fall for you hard right away.
The way people in town love you, how you try to help everyone out. You're basically the perfect girl for him.
He wants to make you laugh and smile. He wants to be the reason you're happy. He wants to make you happy, just as you deserve.
So ever since then, he tried to talk with you. He really did, but when ever he was about to do it you got called by someone, and disappeared.
He also noticed how other guys tried to talk with you, he got so angry and frustrated when he saw it. But was relived right away when you showed them off.
Sometimes he would imagine how you both cook together and he tries your delicious food. Or imagine how his family would definitely love you.
Daydreaming is something normal for him to do when he has a crush.
And here he is again, sitting on a bench, and watching you. Helping an old lady out with their grandchildren.
If he doesn't get to marry you, he will be heartbroken.
"Okay Primo you gotta talk with her" Isabella appears out of nowhere next to him, the Oldest child of the Madrigals noticed it right away how he fell for you and never was able to speak.
Camilo flinches at her voice, looking over confused. He rolls his eyes and looks back to you, how you play with the children.
"Yeah, as if I didn't try" he scoffs at her, Isabella looks over to her cousin mad. She noticed his face expression when he looks at you, full of admiring.
She sighs, looking also to you and the children. "How many times?" She asks carefully.
"Lost count" Camilo mumbles. It's either he is to shy to talk with you or someone comes before him and takes you right away from his eyes.
"She doesn't even notice me, so what is the point?"
"If you don't try, you will regret it"
Isabella makes a bouquet of beautiful roses and gives them to him, she smiles at him. "Worth the shot, right?" She smirks.
He blushes, he should give you these flowers?! They are beautiful, of course they are from his prima but what will you think of him?!
"Come on!" Isabella pushes him to you over, the trips a few steps and is right before you. So close that your noses almost are touching.
The whole family knew about this, they've been watching Camilo trying to talk with you for almost a Month. The lost patience and helped him, made the plan which Isabella is doing right now.
He told his mother about you, Pepa noticed the shine in his eyes when he talks. He reminded him of Felix, when he was younger.
Mama's boy, can't hide anything from her. But he actually wanted advice what he should do to talk with you.
And of course she knew you, you helped her sometimes out. She wished that he would have the courage to talk to you, so you both could get to know each other and get together.
If not, pepa would made a hurricane.
You gasp shocked and look at him, suprised that someone is this close to you from out of no where.
Camilo's eyes widen, trying to register what his cousin just did. "DAMN YOU ISABELLA!" He curses his cousin in his mind, Isabella watches the scene with a satisfied smirk from afar.
Camilo backs up, and laughs nervously "E-Eheh... s-sorry" he stutters, gripping on the roses tight. Trying to calm his nerves down.
"I-it's okay" you tell him, your sweet voice bringing him goosebumps all over his body. "Ehm.. t-these are for you?" He tells you, giving the flowers his cousin made, more sounding like a question.
You look more beautiful in his eyes from close, he even notice the small freckles you have, which you can't see from afar.
You take them, your eyes sparkle. Even if it's cliché, you love roses. Especially red ones, symbol of love.
"T-thank you, they are beautiful" you say, with a gentle smile on your face. Camilo blushes, getting a big goofy smile on his face. "I'm Camilo" he introduce himself.
"I know" you chuckle "The shapeshifter Madrigal, you're quite famous" you smile "I'm Y/N, nice to meet you"
The children you were watching over, giggle at the scene and run away. "CAMILO AND Y/N SITTING ON A TREE K-I-S-S-I-N-G" the laugh while running away. Making you both blush madly.
Camilo coughs, rubbing his neck. "uhm I noticed you a while now, and uh... " you look at him with your e/c curious "if you wanna hang out sometimes?" He asks
You smile, you noticed him too. Also for a while now, but were just like him to shy to talk. "I would love to"
Camilo smiles, he's in heaven. He actually made it, he talked with you. Even with a little help from his family.
You both make out to meet tomorrow, at 3pm to eat something together. And that's how your love story started. With a little help.
Isabella and Maribel give each other a Highfive
"We're so gonna tease him about this"
"We definitely will"
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secret-ssociety · 4 months ago
Can I ask something for Bruno Madrigal who adopting a little kid?
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Pairing(s): Bruno x oc (platonic)
Warnings: I headcanoned Bruno to be aro/ace in this, not sure if that's a warning
A/N: I really loved writing this, and if anyone ever wants more of this I'll be happy to do it
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Bruno Madrigal had once, a long time ago, been a good babysitter. He had to watch all of his nieces and nephew at least a few times in the past, and not only they had not died under his care, he had actually became pretty reliable.
They were probably too young to remember, but there had been a time before he left when all the children of the house always wanted to hang out with him, specially Camilo, who, in a house full of women, shadowed behind the nearest male figure.
He knew how to change diapers, make bottles, cook their favourite meals, play tea time and tell good stories, both scary or for bedtime, depending on the need, the works.
But it had been more than ten years since he'd had to do all that stuff.
When his nephew sprinted into the house and asked him if he could watch the kid he was babysitting for a moment, Bruno had every reason to panic.
"I planned a prank for today, I scheduled it to happen with a timer," Camilo panted really close to his face, "I think I set the timer wrong, tío."
And with one last look to his wide eyed, freaked out expression, he rushed out of the house to what Bruno assumed was the place with the ticking time bomb.
A babble came from his arms and, frightened, he looked down to the baby girl cooing against his chest. She was about a year old, reaching out her chubby arms to try and grab the loose threads of the collar of his ruana. The muscles of his arms, thankfully, remembered how to carry a baby, his hold was steady so dropping her wasn't something he had to worry about.
He tilted his head to the side, eyeing the creature curiously, and he was imitated by it, he tilted his head to the other side and, again, the baby mirrored his action. A smile started to grow on his lips as he kept repeating the movement just to see the baby do it back.
"Camilo could have told me your name," for some people, it would probably be weird to see a grown man talking to a baby, but after ten years living among rats, he was pretty used to conversations where he didn't get an actual response, "because I'm sure you heard him call me Bruno, that's my name, but I have absolutely no idea of who you are." The baby said something in gibberish baby talk, to which he nodded. "Yes, he was very rude not to introduce us properly."
As if on cue, an explosion was heard from the other side of the village and a huge cloud of green dust paint settled on a handful of houses. "When I get my hands on that boy!" Pepa cried out a few seconds later.
"Well, Camilo is now in trouble," he nodded before looking back at the baby, "we might as well get comfortable."
He spent most of the day in the living room, having a one sided conversation with the baby whose name he was trying to guess. He changed her diaper, made her a bottle, did every thing he used to do as he remembered it, with a little help from Julieta.
The one thing he didn't remember about babysitting was the unavoidable moment where he got lost in the way the baby in front of him stared back into his eyes and he started thinking about how he was the only one who didn't have a family of his own.
Or maybe not a family per se, he loved his sisters and his nieces and nephews and, truth be told, he had never felt the same desire as Pepa and Julieta to go through the falling in love, the wedding, the whole marital life. He loved seeing the happiness Félix and Agustín brought on his sisters, but he never felt like his happiness would come like that.
But then they started having children, and while Bruno didn't want a spouse, he did like the idea of having one of those loud, messy, time consuming, sleep depriving, funny smelling creatures of his own. He had actually thought about it at length, and he understood the terms of it pretty well.
He knew very well that it wasn't a baby that he wanted, that word was rather tricky, because the baby phase was cute and all, but it didn't last more than a year and a half. He wanted a kid, a child, a tiny human that resembled him, that would search for his guidance to find their way through life and dress on his colour scheme.
And he also knew he didn't want a bunch of kids, not even three like both his sisters. He loved all his nieces and nephews, but it had always been enough having to take care of two at the same time to get overwhelmed. No, one was more than enough.
However, even one was too much to ask when he lacked the desire for a partner, so he limited himself to dreaming.
"Hi, tío," Camilo entered the living room well into the night, half covered in green and with a sheepish smile.
"Now we're matching," the man joked, cradling the sleeping baby, making Camilo laugh.
"Did Carmen give you any trouble?" So that was her name.
"Not at all." Bruno shook his head. "How much trouble did you get into?"
Camilo grimaced before answering, "I won't be surprised if I have to clean off the green with a toothbrush." The boy looked back to the door before talking again. "Thanks for helping me with her, tío. Her grandmother is at the door so I'll walk them home."
Bruno pondered, he didn't want to part ways with the newly introduced Carmen just yet. "I'll do it, you go take a bath."
His nephew looked at him with an ocean of gratefulness before turning back to his room tiredly. Bruno stood up and walked to the door, unable to hide his shock when he saw the woman standing in front of the house.
He knew very well who she was, Carmenza Ríos was a woman a few years older than his mother who walked with a cane since Bruno could remember. She'd had a handful of daughters, all of them who had left Encanto when they got married, and a husband who died not long after Dolores was born. She suffered of a never ending flow of illnesses Julieta's food had never been able to heal with her food, so much everyone just silently diagnosed it was moral penalty that sickened her.
The woman barely acknowledged the baby before starting the walk up to her house, at the very end of the street, one of the houses that had been victim to Camilo's prank. Bruno followed her silently.
He didn't know what was he expecting the inside of the house to be like, but that definitely wasn't it. The wood floors had a weird sour smell, there was a fine layer of dust over all surfaces and there was no indication of a child living in that house.
Curiously, he walked over to the piece of furniture close to the entrance, where there were several framed pictures of her children displayed. Bruno had known all of them, the eldest had been his same age and his friend up until the moment she left. The picture that called his attention the most, the most recent one, was that of a young woman who was very clearly pregnant.
"She's Juliana's," the woman talked in hoarse voice, sitting down in one of her chairs as a cloud of dust erupted from it.
"You're wondering whose child she is," she motioned to the baby, "she's Juliana's, my youngest. You remember her?" He did, she had been born many years after her youngest, when the triplets were in their twenties. She was joyful and bubbly, the only one who had left unwed. "She left to the city following some musician," she pronounced the word like it disgusted her, "and he had her trailing behind him for years. That is until two years ago, at least, when he got her pregnant and never talked to her again."
Bruno frowned as to why was she telling him that, but still opened his mouth to ask, "where is she now?"
"Dead." The woman answered bluntly, eyeing the baby darkly. "She died giving birth and now I'm stuck taking care of her, it's really a blessing that that nephew of yours can have her so often."
The resentment on señora Ríos' demeanor filled him unease, making unconsciously tighten his hold on Carmen, who was still fast asleep. It was more than the way she talked, it was the state of the house, the neglect of the space where the baby was to grow. How could she breath under all that dust? How wasn't she cold?
The woman's face softened in regret under his stare. "I know what you're thinking, but I don't hate children and I don't hate her. I thoroughly enjoyed my daughters when I had them, but I'm old now, I'm tired and sick." She sighed. "I know she needs better, but right now ‘better’ is not available."
Bruno swallowed, looking at the baby fisting the wool of his ruana.
The whole family was setting up the table for dinner when he was back, they were immersed in loud chattery and didn't notice him come in until he cleared his throat uncomfortably.
"Oh, Bruno, we were wondering when you'd be back." Pepa said gathering the dishes before turning around and seeing him. "Weren't you taking that baby home?"
"I was," the man nodded, growing nervous under the eyes of all his family, now silent, "but there was a change of planes: I'm keeping it."
"Keeping it?" Julieta repeated in a confused voice. "A baby is not a dog, Bruno, you don't keep it."
He nodded once again. "Yeah, I know. I mean I'm..."
"Adopting her?" Isabela offered and he nodded profusely.
"Does señora Ríos' know that you're adopting her granddaughter?" Camilo asked raising an eyebrow.
"She was the one to give me this," he motioned to the bag with all of Carmen's belongings in it.
"Bruno, what's going on?" Alma asked, deeply confused.
The rat man shifted in his feet, searching for the words to explain his decision. "Señora Ríos is too tired to take care of a child, much less raise them, and I... I've always wanted one." He muttered the last part, avoiding their looks. "I never told anyone because I didn't want you to feel bad for me, but I do, you have no idea of how much I've wanted a kid." He gulped before raising his eyes to them. "I know how to take care of a baby, I babysat all of yours except for Antonio; I know how to change diapers and make bottles and cook, I can tell stories and I can read them if she doesn't like mine and I can ask you if there's something I don't know... I can love her, no one has to explain to me how to do that."
Bruno knew he didn't need exactly permission to adopt Carmen, but he did want his family's support. They all looked at him with expressions that were hard to read, except for Isabela and Luisa, who looked deeply touched by his words.
"Félix, where do we have Antonio's crib?" Pepa turned to her husband, who had to look at her for a few seconds before catching on to what was happening.
"In the closet. Do you want it to be in your room for now, bro?" When the house was rebuilt and Mirabel got her own room, they decided to build a nursery again, for the future, and it was ready to have a baby sleep in it, but Félix had been through that path three times before and he knew Bruno would want to keep her close at first.
Bruno nodded stunned. "I'll help you assemble it." Agustín said following Félix.
Both his sisters looked at him with smiles, similar to the ones they had when they saw him again for the first time after the ten years he spent living between the walls.
Alma walked up to him with a soft expression, lowering down her eyes to Carmen's face, wanting to see her closely. She was going to grow raven hair in the future and she had olive skin, she actually reminded her of Bruno when he was a baby. "This calls for a celebration."
"Of course," she looked at him with excitement, "we threw a party for every baby in the family to introduce them as Madrigals, we're not about to make an exception now."
And just like that, Carmen became Carmen Madrigal.
The very next day, Bruno went over to señora Ríos' house to help her clean her house, those were no conditions for a baby to live in, but they weren't good for her either. He dusted all the furniture, swept the floor, changed the curtains and scrubbed her kitchen until it was spotless. He kept going every other day for the following year, until she finally died one day on her sleep.
During those hours, Carmen was babysat by her cousins, who enjoyed every waking moment hanging out with the toddler. Camilo, who had more experience taking care of her, turned different shapes to make her laugh. Isabela made her colorful flower crowns. Mirabel embroidered her socks with figures the same colour green as her tío Bruno's ruana. Antonio showed her all the animals that inhabited his room. When it was her abuela watching her, she became the most pampered child in the world.
And that was a lot, because no one could top Bruno's pampering.
He spent every waking moment with his kid, even as she grew up. Using a long blanket, he strapped her to his chest to take her with him everywhere. As she started to grow longer hair, he learnt how to braid it and brush it, sometimes tangling Isabela's flowers in it. Whenever she sneaked into his bed at night, he limited himself to tell her to go back to her room a few times before cuddling her.
And Carmen? Carmen loved her papá more than anything in the world. He was her best friend, her confident and her playmate. She loved dressing the same colour as him, the way she saw her cousins do with their parents, so much she asked Mirabel once to knit her a ruana like Bruno's. Wherever her dad was, she wanted to be there too. Whenever he peppered her face with kisses, she peppered his back, the action becoming a war of kiss peppering that only ended when she bit his nose.
Of course, raising his own daughter was much harder than helping raise his sisters' kids. He now understood the motherly fear of everything around being a hazard and the constant self questioning of every decision he took, the palpitating terror of how his mistakes would affect her. Carmen was the brightest piece of his world and God be witness that he would steal the stars from the sky for his little girl.
But the first thing he was significantly stared at, the idea that his daughter would never truly be considered part of the family, was laid to rest pretty early on. Carmen was a Madrigal, no one would even think to question it. Her picture had been added to the mural on the town square and to the family tree on the wall of the kitchen, she walked around sure of who she was and where she belonged.
The morning of her fifth birthday, Bruno entered the nursery quietly, with a steaming tamal over a tray, next to a cup of hot chocolate, with cheese melting in the bottom. Carmen was still fast sleep on her bed, drooling over the pillow and her long black hair spread over her face. Her father decided the best way to wake her up was, of course, to tickle the palm of her foot.
"Ah!" The girl woke up with a scream when, at the lack of response at the tickling, Bruno pulled her up by her feet.
"I'm sorry, who are you? What are you doing in my daughters bed?" He asked jokingly, staring at her upside down face.
"¡Papi!" She laughed.
Bruno shook his head. "No, you are not her. You are too big to be my daughter."
"It's me! It's my birthday!" Carmen exclaimed as her dad set her back down on the bed.
"It's your birthday?!" He inquired with a shocked expression, as if he hadn't been stressing over it for the past weeks. Carmen nodded violently, jumping to wrap her arms around his neck. Bruno closed his eyes and took on the hug, like he always did whenever she hugged him. "Why are you growing up so fast?"
"Because I'm big now!"
A soft knock on the door interrupted them, making them look to where Mirabel, still in her nightdress, was standing nervously.
"It's my birthday, Mirabel!" The kid happily told her.
"I know, Carmen, happy birthday." Mirabel congratulated her with the loving smile she always gave her youngest cousin before looking back up to Bruno. "Tío, you might want to see this."
Worry started spreading over his chest as he perched his kid up in his waist and walked behind his niece to the end of the hall.
She stopped and there it was.
It took him a couple seconds to realize what he was looking at and suddenly became entrance by it, not even noticing Alma arrive at his side with a knowing expression.
There was a door, a door that hadn't been there the night before when they went to sleep, glowing with floating golden dust of magic waiting to be unleashed by Carmen. Bruno thought his daughter wouldn't get one, given that she didn't have Madrigal blood running through her veins, but there it was.
"Is that for me?" Carmen asked with an aggressive rush of energy at everyone's silence. "Does that mean I'm getting gift?"
"So it seams," Bruno responded with a fine thread for a voice.
All of them stared at the door, still in shock, for a little longer, before Mirabel clapped, snapping them out of their trance. "We have a ceremony to throw, familia! Let's go!" She ordered taking her cousin from her tío's arms and started going down the stairs. "We need decorations, and food, and... Mami! Do we still have the dress I used for my gift ceremony?!"
Bruno simply couldn't take his eyes of the door, of the recognition of his daughter as a Madrigal in all the meaning of the word, even as his eyes started to water up. His mother gave him a sweet kiss on his cheek, before grabbing his hand and guiding him back to the room for Carmen's breakfast.
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solcamilo · 3 months ago
Hi!! I know I already commented on your post but ah I’m so excited to see more from you!!! I have a request if you don’t mind, it’s more angst tho…sorry not sorry it’s us being trapped inside of casita as she’s (I think it’s a she?) crumbling and Camilo shouting our name after either picking himself off the ground or fighting his way back inside? I don’t know it’s up to you but the main part is he sees us trapped against one of the pillars, a dresser or some heavy furniture pinning us against it that we were struggling and failing to push away because the floorboards were all moving in those waves to get everyone outside and the house was so concerned between that and saving mirabel it didnt have enough strength to assist us too. I just want to see him get worried and frantic before helping us out, you know all intense and stuff. THIS IS SO LONG I APOLOGIZE BUT IVE HAD THIS STUCK IN MY HEAD AND AFTER READING YOUR FIC I NEW YOU WERE THE PERSON I NEEDED TO BRING IT TO LIFE
thank you so much for your request! you have no idea how happy your comments on my other story made me!! that was the first time i wrote something so your support means so so much :’) hope you like it <3
i’ve got you
camilo madrigal x gen!reader
word count: 2k
request? yes!
warning(s): angst again!! happy ending tho, reader gets trapped so maybe claustrophobia, mild swearing, makeout? (not rly), angry mirabel and abuela >:(, not beta-d we die like casita
summary: you and camilo happened to return to casita at the worst possible moment and while trying to save mirabel, you get trapped under casita’s ruins.
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You and Camilo had just finished drying yourselves off with your towels after a quick swim out in the river. You had spent the whole day with your beloved boyfriend and were ready to call it a day, especially when the sun had now slowly set below the tall Encanto mountains.
But before you could end your day, you had to end it properly and that meant stealing some of Julieta’s food along with your boyfriend. And that’s exactly what you did.
You two were cracking jokes and laughing all the way to Casita when you heard yells coming from the matriarch of the family. You immediately knew that this meant bad news as you had never seen Abuela yell like that to someone in your entire lifespan. Camilo knew it too by the way he softly, yet firmly held your wrist, slightly pulling you behind him as the two of you cautiously walked into the main clearing of Casita.
Your heart broke at the sight of your good friend Mirabel Madrigal getting relentlessly blamed and yelled at for all the misfortunes that were happening to the familia Madrigal in the last few days. You turned to see who was around, and made eye contact with a colourful, bright - yet guilty looking Isabela standing off to the side.
What you heard next completely shocked both you, Camilo and the entire Madrigal family on the sidelines.
“You’re the one that doesn’t care!” Mirabel shouted at her abuela with tears brimming her eyes. You gasped and felt Camilo’s grasp on your wrist tighten. Abuela looked even more furious than from the beginning of the whole argument as she took a closer step towards Mirabel. 
“You’re the one breaking our home!”
“Don’t you ever..-!”
“The miracle is dying, because of you!” 
And that’s when you all heard it. The terrifying rumble of Casita’s cracks all across the walls and foundation pillars. The rumble was so loud and so forceful that the windowsill that was displaying the miracle candle collapsed and the candle fell backwards, rolling on the broken wood.
Everyone felt the pure panic coursing their veins as the candle was merely rolling, about to fall. The panic induced silence was broken when Félix shouted, “The candle!” with a small gasp.
As soon as Félix had said that, everyone’s legs started to automatically move towards the source of miracle, trying desperately to save what has been already hurt. Your legs, however, were planted on the ground next to your - now long gone - boyfriend Camilo.
“Casita! Get me up there!” you heard Mirabel yell as she ran towards the makeshift ladders that Casita gave her. You had only just rendered the severity of the situation and how it could play out for Mirabel if anything had happened to her and that’s what finally triggered your legs to move.
“Mirabel!” you yelled at the top of your lungs, running towards the girl who was trying to save the essence of the Madrigal family. 
“Mirabel! Please! Get down!” You were almost at the makeshift ladder when Casita’s ceiling pieces had started falling on the ground right where you were. You quickly pushed yourself against a wall with a large plate and cup storing furniture piece, your back tightly against it as you panted heavily from all the running you had done.
You saw Isabela’s vine giving out and her falling on the ground a few feet away from you. You also saw Camilo falling right next to Isabela a few seconds later as his gift too, gave out. 
You were too distracted by the two Madrigals to notice how Casita’s rolling of the floors brought a giant piece of wall directly on you with a loud smack. You fell down against the large furniture piece as the wall was now laying on top of you, giving you practically no room to move.
After a while you stopped hearing yelling and you stopped hearing the house breaking. You didn’t have the strength to try to lift the wall off of you nor did you have the strength to open your mouth and ask for help. You just lay there, hoping for someone to realise that you were gone and help you out.
Camilo looks around and sees the state in which Casita was or what remained of Casita anyways. He saw his family all huddled close together whispering words of encouragement to each other and lightly smiled. Even during these difficult times his family still found a way to reassure each other and always be there for each other.
He reached to his left side to grab your hand and lead you to where everyone else was but he realised you weren’t by his side. He also slowly realised that Mirabel wasn’t there either, by the way his tía, tío and everyone else were frantically searching for her. 
He felt his heart beating in his chest erratically, his palms grew sweaty and shaky and his legs felt impossibly light, ready to give up on him at any moment. Camilo was terrified. Because he not only lost his beloved prima, but he also lost the love of his life, his vida.
He ran towards his immediate family, grabbed his mother by her shoulders and started yelling at her, tears pricking his eyes from fear.
“Mamá where is Y/N? Where are they?!” Pepa’s eyes grew wide and with a quick scan of the area as she too, as well as the rest of his family, realised that you were also gone.
“Y/N!” Camilo had started screaming your name as he ran around the whole perimeter of the area. He screamed and screamed until he felt his throat go dry from the combination of dust and yelling. The others too were calling your name and Mirabel’s as they were trying to locate you. 
Dolores came to sit next to the now hunched and sobbing figure of her little brother, rubbing circles on his back to soothe him. Camilo shrugged her off with force, standing up to walk away from her. She quickly grabbed his forearm and pulled him to face her.
“Dolores stop!” Camilo snapped as he pulled his forearm away from her. He looked up at her, his face covered in dust and tears. “This isn’t doing anything to help! I don’t know where Y/N or Mirabel are and I don’t know what to do! What if something happened to them? What if something happened to Y/N? I was too concerned with the candle to protect Y/N and now look! They are nowhere to be found! My one job as their boyfriend was to protect them and I couldn’t fucking do it! I am a horrible fucking boyfriend! If they’re hurt or dead it’s all my fault..” Camilo broke down once again, violent sobs leaving his body as he kneeled down on the ground, hoisting himself up with elbows as he buried his hands in his - now dusty and grey - hair.
Dolores could only look at him in pity as she kneeled in front of him once more, pulling him into her embrace. Camilo didn’t move away from her this time, he only buried himself deeper into his hermana’s warm and welcoming arms.
“Manito we will find them. Both of them. I promise you we will find them. We already sent a rescue team to find Mira, we will find Y/N too.” Dolores let out softly. 
“Can’t you try to hear them?” Camilo mumbled in her arms.
Dolores sighed and tried to extend her ear as she always does, trying to locate any sound - anything really - that she could identify as you. But nothing.
“No.” she had said for the first time, “I can’t hear them. I’m sorry manito.”
That was until they heard some rustling going on behind them. Luisa turned to look at Dolores who had the same curious look as she did. Dolores left her brother to calm down as she and her prima cautiously walked up to the furniture with their expensive silverware they used for Mariano’s dinner.
They heard the rustling again. Then they heard faint “help”s. Then they grew louder. Dolores immediately recognized your voice and rushed with Luisa to the wall. They hurriedly lifted the wall just enough for you to crawl out of the cramped space and let it go, once again hitting the dresser with a loud bam.
You started coughing the dust that had accumulated in your throat, too busy to realise Luisa’s “there you are!” and “are you ok?”s.
You looked around and saw Camilo and Dolores just a few feet across from you. 
It was as if Camilo could feel your stare because he swiftly turned around and made eye contact with you (after Dolores had told him that they found you of course). He ran up to you and engulfed you in a hug, his arms wrapping tightly and protectively around your dusty and exhausted frame. 
“Mi vida! I’m so glad you’re okay! Dios mio you have no idea how scared I was.. what would I have done if I lost you?”
“Cami,” you pulled away to look at him, noticing how red his eyes were from crying and his teared stained dusty cheeks, “I’m fine. You don’t have to worry about me anymore I’m here with you ok? I’m here..” you cupped his face and smiled.
“Y/N I should have been here to protect you! I’m a horrible boyfriend I promised to help you and I didn’t, I’m sorry. I don’t deserve you..” Camilo shifted his eyes to the ground.
“You did what you had to do to save the candle. You’re one of the bravest people I know, Camilo Madrigal. You’ve helped me and protected me all throughout our relationship and I couldn’t be more grateful. You are an amazing boyfriend Cami and you’re an amazing person.”
You contemplated about dropping the big phrase. Should you do it? Isn’t it too early? What if you scare him away or what if he doesn’t feel the same way? You had to, though. After what you went through today you knew that you had to tell him.
“Camilo I love you.”
He lifted his eyes to meet yours in complete shock. His mouth grew wide open as he stared at your eyes, trying to process if what you told him was real or just his imagination. When he realised this was reality, he closed his mouth, stretched his hands to now cup your face and pulled you into a kiss.
You guys had kissed before sure, but never like this. This kiss was pure emotion. Pure desperation, pure love and pure passion. This kiss held all of the emotions that the two of you held from today’s events and from the days leading up to this. You were both irrevocably and unconditionally in love with each other and that translated through this kiss.
He lightly nibbled down on your lower lip, making you open your mouth more. He wasted no time in entering his tongue, exploring your mouth and your own tongue as you fought for dominance. His hands moved from your face to gripping your hips tightly as he pulled you on to his lap and chest to chest with him. Your hands moved from cupping his face to tangling your fingers in his dusty curls and tugging on them every few seconds, earning low groans from him. 
His mouth left yours as he started planting open mouth sloppy kisses starting from your temple all the way down to your neck and the base of your collarbones. You giggled at his touch, leaning your head to the side for more exposure.
With a smile, he pulled back and connected his forehead with your own.
“I love you so much, mi amor. So so so much.” With that he pulled you in for another heated kiss.
Amongst the ruins of the Casita, you two had found some closure and despite the circumstances, the two of you couldn’t be happier.
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mobuaddiction · 4 months ago
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Ok in my mind this little guy was born when Bruno still in walls
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gothghoti · 3 months ago
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lompylom · 4 months ago
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ratas por detrás
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void-ju1ce-box · 4 months ago
I love Bruno Madrigal from Encanto
I don't know if I wanna give him a hug and a good soup or if I wanna steal his gender
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Look at him!!! I luv him
Might steal his gender :3
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milaeryn · 2 months ago
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Sometimes I think that Pepa scolds Camilo for transforming into Bruno. I love this chaotic family a lot
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letstalkaboutbrun0 · 4 months ago
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Eeeeee look who came in the mail today ☺️💚 I’m still waiting for Mirabel and Antonio’s to come 💃
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mariart905 · 2 months ago
JAJAAJAJAJ hice esto pq no me contení xD
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briarquartz · 3 months ago
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Bruno + text posts (2/?)
Image descriptions under the cut
1. Bruno guiding Mirabel out the door of his room in the walls. pathologising's text post reads "can you please leave me alone I need a minute to be diabolical in my room alone”
2. Bruno is having a vision. starlyt's post reads "my hobbies? Uhhhhh symbolism mostly. metaphors and implications and the like."
3. Bruno sitting on his armchair, smiling at his rat telenovela. bloodhail.mp3's post reads "i was put on this earth to be a bloke who does fuck all"
4. Bruno with his hood, up standing ominously at the end of a slim hallway. gayarsonist’s post reads “walking around my own house wrapped in a blanket like i’m a depressed victorian ghost. i’m a hooded and cloaked assassin on their way to kill the king. i’m a hardworking peasant on their way to the market. i’m a royal fleeing my palace as it burns down behind me. i’m an ancient greek citizen walking the streets of athens. i’m a liddol old russian lady selling beets. i’m a wizard. i’m a bat. the style… the range… i’m the star of a movie theatre in my own mind“ 
5. Bruno carrying a rat and grinning. gayarsonist's post reads "i refuse to apologize for being weird or offputting actually that's your problem i'm having a fantastic time"
6. Bruno is looking over his shoulder, smiling coyly, about to enter the hole in the wall behind a painting. standingcowrrdly's post says "do my dark circles and deteriorating health make me look hot"
7. Bruno is grinning, holding an arepa con queso, showing it off. a oist by jame7t's reads "im not really like a househusband or a housewife im more like a house beast, im in your walls causing mysteries and stealing your things"
8. Bruno walking away from a shattered vision on the ground. a post by hollenengell says ""how are u?" i literally wanna disappear without an explanation,,, thx for asking!!!
9. A blurry Bruno, pointing up while ranting. matchboxed’s post says “when i get mad i’m gonna start saying shit like “why i oughta” as i wind up my fist
10. Bruno having a vision, eyes closed, looking pained, hands raised near his face. 10049502004422's post says "me [completely out of touch with my feelings, trying to describe an emotion] i feel, um, glittery? buzzy. like peeling my skin off.
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cherryblossom2134 · 4 months ago
hi hi! i love your camilo fics sm and was wondering if you could do camilo x fem!reader or gn!reader who gets lightheaded and faints semi-often + them meeting the madrigals (if you could also isabela and dolores teasing camilo)
tysm! <3
I sure can! Thank you for your request :)
Sorry that it took long, I haven't had Motivation the last days. But I'm trying now to write more :)
Hope you like it :)
Nothing to Worry
Camilo Madrigal x fem!reader
He/Him for Camilo | She/Her for Reader
Summary: Reader meets for the first time the Madrigals, but she has a problem she gets lightheaded and faints.
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You and Camilo have been dating for a while now, since exactly 4 months. It's still new for you both the whole relationship stuff if you think about it that you both were friends.
But you both figured it out somehow.
The first time when you fainted, he was so scared of his life. But when you woke up, see him crying. You explained him that this was nothing to worry about. It happens sometimes with you.
He loves you, oh he adores you. He spent any free time he has with you, eventually his family even noticed how much happier he is since he is with you.
But today, today is a very special day.
Today you will meet the magical Madrigals, the Family of your boyfriend.
You gulp, Camilo came to your house as you prepare yourself for meeting them. "I feel I'm about to pass out" you tell him, he chuckles amused.
"Mi Amor, calm down, they're gonna love you. Just as I am" he tells you, you take a deep breath in and out. "Are you sure?... I mean I'm not that special.." you mumble.
Camilo stands up from your bed, hugging you gently from behind. It makes you blush every time when he does that. "You're more than special, especially to me" he kisses your shoulder making you giggle.
"You dork"
"Ah, I have to correct you. Your dork"
He smirks knowing that you're blushing madly. You lean your head on his shoulder. "Everything is gonna go out well, right?"
"They will accept us"
"Already do"
"They're not gonna separate us?"
"Won't let it happen"
You sigh satisfied, Camilo smiles at you. He thinks it's cute that you worry so much about meeting his family. But they already knew about you, just didn't met Izu personally.
But that makes it worse, what if you're not what they expected you to be? What if you didn't look like how they thought you would?
It just makes it worse.
"You will see, they will love you. Especially my Mamá"
You walk with your boyfriend hand in hand in the Casita, feeling nervous and anxious about it. "I think I'm gonna pass out" you whispers to him, he chuckles "If that's the case, I'm gonna catch you"
The Casita is beautiful, of course you saw it before from the outside, but never really from the inside. It looks beautiful.
"Mamá, Papá. I have someone you wanna maybe meet?" Camilo yells around the Casita, with a smirk. You squeeze his hands tighter.
"Mijo! Finally!" You hear a woman's voice call out. A ginger haired woman followed by a smaller man come down to you both, probably his parents.
Pepa gasps at the sight of you. You are absolutely stunning. She knew the girl who Camilo is dating, has his be beautiful but this is definitely more than she could ever think of.
You stand a little behind Camilo nervous, holding on his hand still. He smiles gentle back to you, then he looks at his parents. "Mamá, this is Mi Novia, (Y/N)" he introduces you to his parents.
Pepa smiles softly, a rainbow above her head. She walks over with Felix to you both. "It's nice to meet you (Y/N), I'm Pepa Madrigal and this is my husband, Felix Madrigal. We're Camilo's Parents, we're more than happy to finally meet you" she tells you.
"I-it's nice to meet you, Señor and Señora Madrigal" you smile shy, coming out a bit. Felix smirks "Call us Mamá and Papá, you're now part of the family"
You blush and nod, then right behind him the rest of the Madrigal family come to welcome you. Antonio is more than excited to meet the Girlfriend of his Brother.
Isabella and Dolores watch as Camilo stares at you in Awe while you talk with Pepa, Felix and Antonio.
Dolores chuckles and leans over to her brother "you're staring" she chuckles, making Camilo blush. He looks over to Dolores mad.
Isabella and Dolores giggle at his expression.
But in the next second, Pepa screams loud. Camilo looks over and sees that you fainted again. Pepa is in panick that a cloud with thunder is over her head. "WHY DID SHE PASS OUT!?"
Camilo walks over and chuckles, his mother looks at him mad. "WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING CAMILO?!"
"Mamí, it's okay. It's normal, she often faints. Nothing to worry. She's gonna wake up in a few minutes. She was just stressed meeting you all" he assures while holding you in his arms.
Pepa calms down, Felix on her side rubbing her back. "Dios Mío" she says relived.
A few minutes later you wake up, Pepa asks you out if you're alright. The whole family was worried, but you tell them the same what Camilo said.
So, in the end there was really nothing to worry about.
The Madrigals adore you.
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secret-ssociety · 4 months ago
If you accept requests for Bruno Madrigal, then can you write headcanons for Bruno Madrigal x reader who is clumsy and accident prone (almost on the same level as Augustin)? Thank you!
Bruno and his clumsy s/o
Pairing(s): Bruno Madrigal x reader
Warnings: none
A/N: I love how you keep trusting me with headcanons
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even if he could predict every time you were going to have an accident it wouldn't be enough
it happened in less than a second
you would be walking around, going about your day
and then you would be on the ground ten feet away from where you were standing
it was like there wasn't even something in between those two moments
sometimes he would even consider locking you in his room to keep you safe from the outside world and all of its hazards
that is until he remembered his room was a bunch of stairs a really tall tower that was a hazard itself
the only other person he knew who was so prone to accidents was his brother in law, Agustín
so Bruno decided to observe how did Julieta keep her husband from getting injured
pretty soon he caught onto the fact that she didn't actually do anything to stop him, she just waited until he got hurt to give her some magical food
Bruno didn't have that power, so he had to figure out something of his own
but it wasn't an easy task
you were a literal menace to yourself
he considered doing the same as Julieta, waiting for you to get hurt and having her make you a magical meal
but even if your accidents didn't kill you, they would kill him from a heart attack
in all honesty, he didn't have the best body coordination of all people, but it was enough to keep his feet on the ground
he tried everything, helping you with your chores, shadowing you the whole day, making you wear protective gear
you just kept getting hurt
so Bruno took on the best advice his sister could give him:
getting used to your clumsiness and loving you threw your accidents
kissing your injuries away as he patched you up was something you could be live with
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solcamilo · 3 months ago
happy birthday mi vida!
camilo x gen!reader
word count: 1.2k
request? nope
warning(s): tooth rotting fluff, some angst, not beta-d we die like abuelo
summary: it's your birthday and the madrigals have something planned up their sleeve.
a/n: decided to write this really quickly cause it's my birthday today and i wanted to give you guys something cute too as a treat! to those of you have requested a fic please be patient i'm writing them all!
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"You seriously don't remember what today is?" you asked Dolores as the two of you were helping carry some crates around the town.
"It's a normal Thursday from what I remember" she let out quietly, looking around rather suspiciously as you made your way to the town square. If you hadn't been too absorbed in your own thoughts you would've heard the little squeak she let out and the slight bulging of her eyes.
With a sigh, you dropped the crate down next to a fruit stand and wiped your hands on your clothes. You looked over to Dolores once again as she tried avoiding eye contact with you, looking everywhere else but your direction.
With another heavy sigh you walked towards the bridge where you were needed next, a deep frown and furrowed eyebrows adorning your face.
Today was your birthday and literally no one had remembered. Not even your own parents which really unusual as they would have been the first people to celebrate it with you. You had asked everyone in your family about it and got the same answer of, "What are you talking about?". Luisa was the first Madrigal you had encountered today and she, too, said nothing to you about your birthday. Maybe out of your frustration, however, you had missed how her right eye twitched nervously right after. Mirabel was the second Madrigal you had encountered and the one that shocked you the most. Mira was known to be caring and compassionate so it really surprised you that she too forgot it was your birthday.
Now Dolores had forgotten too and you had gotten sadder and sadder as the day went by. You only had one hope left, and that was your boyfriend Camilo. There was no way he would have forgotten his s/o's birthday. Right?
"Mi vida what are you talking about? Today is nothing special, just a boring old Thursday. Unless we have a celebration or a festival I don't know about!" he said to you in the form of a townswoman, cradling the real townswoman's baby.
"Are you serious Camilo? You really don't remember?!"
"Remember what?" Camilo shifted back into himself accidently from how nervous he felt. He couldn't ruin it now, not when the whole family had tried so hard throughout the day to keep it a secret.
"You know what whatever I'm not in the mood to see your face now" you stomped off back towards your house with tears pricking your eyes. Camilo had forgot your birthday. You couldn't believe it. Were you that insignificant to everyone?
As you were walking away, you had missed how Camilo's faced grew into a sad frown, shifting from himself to Abuela, Mirabel, Dolores and back into the townswoman.
The day was slowly ending as the sun was now slowly lowering itself, creating an orange and pink hue on the sky. You were curled up in your bed, face down on your pillow as you wanted this horrible day to end already.
You heard a knock on your front door, but you didn't have the motivation to go down and open the door. Your parents weren't home yet and you were all alone in the house. After a few seconds, you heard the knocking intensify.
With a loud groan you knocked the bedding off of you and grumpily made your way downstairs towards the door. The scowl on your face quickly turned into a small smile at the sight in front of you.
Little Antonio was standing there with a parrot on his right shoulder and small present box in his hands. He looked up at you with bright eyes and a wide smile as he said, "Happy birthday Y/N! Here's your present from me!" He extended his arms up towards you as far as he could reach and gestured for you to take the present.
You teared up as you kneeled down in front of the boy and hugged him tightly. "Thank you my little Tonito! Thank you!" He laughed and hugged you back as tight as you had, the parrot eventually joining in too.
You took the present and placed it inside on the sofa as you gestured Antonio to come in to the house, but he shook his head.
"Follow me!" he grabbed your hand and started to drag you through the town towards Casita.
When the two of you had reached the - suspiciously - dark Casita, he whistled and two parrots blindfolded you making you let out a yelp of surprise.
"Come come come!" he shouted enthusiastically and motioned for you to follow after him in the Casita, which obviously you couldn't see. The enthusiasm alone was enough for you to follow him.
With small hesitant shuffles you made it passed the entrance and into the clearing. The room was dead silent as the only you could hear was your own - now nervous - breathing. You reached out your arms around you, trying to scan the area for anything that could give you a clue as to what was happening, but found nothing.
"Antonio what's going on?" you said a little impatiently as there was zero movement happening around you. With a quick motion of your hand, you ripped the blindfold off and looked around the dark room. The only thing that you could make out was the outline of the room, some freshly adorned vines and flowers placed on the pillars and a large paper that hung at the very end of the room.
"Tonito?-" you had started but was cut off by the lights suddenly opening. You squinted at the harsh light and made to cover your face when you felt something hug your legs.
You opened your eyes and saw the whole Madrigal family as well as your own parents wearing party hats and blowing confetti at you.
"Surprise!" they all yelled in synchronization and you were left gobsmacked. Quite literally. You hadn't expected this at all. There was that big paper that you saw before, but now it had the phrase "Happy Birthday Y/N!" written on it.
Abuela moved to hug you first as she wished you a very happy and joyful birthday. Everyone proceeded to do the same and now you were only left with Camilo.
"I'm sorry I didn't wish you earlier amor, I just wanted to keep the surprise a secret" he smiled sheepishly, lightly scratching the back of his neck as he avoided eye contact.
"In the beginning you did really upset me Milo. But I guess you're forgiven now." You said playfully as you went to hug him. He hugged you back tightly and lightly kissed your cheek.
"Whose idea was this?" you asked as you made your way to the rest of the family members.
"It was actually Camilo's idea! He came up with the whole 'we will ignore Y/N and make them believe that we don't remember about their birthday so they'll feel sad and then plan a surprise party for them so they can be happy'." Mirabel said, gesturing with her hands as she explained what had happened.
You laughed and went to hug Camilo again, pulling away shortly after and kissing him ever so gently.
"Happy birthday again mi amor." he whispered as he leaned in to plant another gentle kiss on your lips.
When you thought that today would have been the worst birthday of your life, it turned out to be one of the best you've ever had! All because of la familia Madrigal and your wonderful boyfriend Camilo.
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wish this could happen to me too irl :')
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mobuaddiction · 4 months ago
Ca we have more of Bruno and y/n son is really cute
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Bruno x y/n son!
they are Besties💗✨
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bluebunf · 2 months ago
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Thank you for your time, this has been a very important PSA💚
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lunathekahuna · 2 months ago
I just Love @my-gunpowder 's Encanto Oc, Jose Guzman. Omg, seeing Bruno & Jose as dorks in love absolutely makes my heart race from Cuteness. The Brawn & the Seer, the art style of this, makes this ship so intriguing to see what's next for them. He'll make a great addition to the 'we love Bruno' fan club.
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**As for My Oc, Sonia Mendez, She's a Tough one, but only shows her soft side to Bruno and his Nieces/Nephews. She'll beat up anyone who'll dare to hurt a hair on his head. As an Old friend & a Love interest for Bruno, She'll want to make sure anyone who's interested in Brunito, Passes the test.**
>Sonia: *smirks* You are handome, I'll give you that. Do you promise to help me ,& the others, to look after our beloved Green-eyed seer?
>Jose:*Smiles playfully as he glanced at Bruno then studies her stance,nods* How can I deny a gracious offer from a reasonable spitfire as yourself? You got yourself a deal, Señora Flama.
<Bruno:*glances both of them, left to right* You two do know I'm right here right? I'm not that Helpless, Thank you.
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lovesickmax · 2 months ago
So I was drawing something, ya know practicing body shading for male bodies, and I thought “huhh he kinda reminds me of someone”
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So I fixed it up to look like who I thought it was………. Bruno
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Haha so yeah… hope you enjoy it
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eclipsedoracle · 3 months ago
Bruno, eating and looking through the wall crack watching as a dinner proposal becomes a family shitshow: so we got TEA on the menu tonight
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