#sub bruno madrigal

[queenofmistresses]

adding 2 more characters that I will write about! Loki (marvel) and Bruno Madrigal (encanto)!

#sub loki #sub loki x reader #Reader x loki #bruno madrigal x reader #sub bruno madrigal #mommy k!nk #mommydom #mistress and slave #mommy kink #mommy #bd/sm mommy #mommy milkers #bd/sm puppy #baby boy #dom/sub #loki x reader

[provokedgoalie]

18+. minors dni. 🔞

♡ perv!bruno madrigal x reader

♡ a/n: rewatched encanto with the family last night and thoughts were being thunk 😗👉🏽👈🏽 love me some voyeur bruno. (also, reader kinda knows he's watching them)

“Bruno,” you whimpered, as you rubbed yourself harder against your soiled pillow; your hips gyrated until the bed shook, knocking against the wall in rhythm.

The one where he was watching from.

He caught his wrecked sobs with his hand, while the other wraps around his leaking cock— the veins pulsing as he fists himself with vigor upon seeing you throw your head back.

“Oh, fuck. Please,” you pleaded, mouth agape as the grip on your pillow grew tighter.

Your unfocused eyes locked with the hole in the wall, almost as if you were aware of his voyeuristic ways.

He was throbbing in his slick covered palm, painfully aware that he'll come any minute. He never lasted long with you.

Bruno couldn't be sure what brought it on: maybe it was the thought of you putting on a show for him, or the way that you said his name, but he gritted his teeth as he pumped himself a final time.

With a groan, ropes of white coated his stomach and shaking hand. He brings it to his lips, tongue peeking out to kitten lick his fingers— his mind tricking himself into believing it was you cleaning him up.

When he glances up, you're on your back coming down from your high. Your heated cheeks and heaving chest made his cock twitch, signalling for another round.

He moves to tuck himself back into his pants, when he hears you giggle.

“Hope you enjoyed that, Brunito.”

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[daisies-daydreams]

Hello, I hope ur having a lovely day. ^^ (I have a fic request for Encanto, 22 yrs old btw)

May I request, Bruno Madrigalxfem!reader, in which they have a couple dynamic similar to Roger and Jessica rabbit. The reader is one of the most beautiful and sought out woman in all of the village, villagers constantly ask for her hand/show interest in her, not knowing she’s already in a relationship with Bruno. 🥰 If it were up to her, she would gladly and proudly display their relationship to the village but Bruno told her to keep it a secret for now since he feels like he’ll ruin her reputation 🥺

Maybe one day the madrigals are having a family dinner together and Bruno decides to tell his family about his gf but no one believes him, they all think he’s lying about being in a relationship 😭 even Mirabel struggles to fully believe him even though she tries to be optimistic about it lol. Until his gf actually shows up one day and the whole family is shocked 😂 not only is he in a relationship but he scored the most sought out woman in the village. 😂

The villagers to the reader: “What do u even see in that guy!?!?” 🤨

Reader: “He makes me laugh 😏”

Bcuz of this experience, reader decides it’s time to no longer hide their relationship. And proudly shows off her man to the village, lots of pda with a very flustered but happy Bruno. 😊💕✨After all that, Reader and Bruno have a picnic date together, where smut ensues~👀✨

(BONUS POINTS if reader is taller than Bruno 😭🙏🏻✨)

(Sorry for the long request. I tried to be specific as possible, no worries if u can’t write all of it ^^)

Thanks again and have a good day. ❤️

Mi Vida (Bruno Madrigal x F!Reader)

Pairing: Bruno Madrigal x F!Reader Category: Fluff/Smut  Warnings: PDA, Secret (not so secret) Relationship, Unwanted Flirting, Hand Jobs, Oral Sex (M! and F! Receiving), Delayed Orgasm, Sub!Bruno Madrigal, Unprotected P in V Sex (You Know to the Drill), Cowgirl Position, Semi-Public Sex, Cumming Too Quickly, Cum Eating, Swearing, Pet Names   Word Count: 6.5k+ A/N: OMG Bruno is literally my favorite Disney character! 😭🙏🏻💗 Thank you so much for your sweet request and I hope you enjoy!

“¡Muchas gracias, Señora (L/N)!” Mirabel chirped as she took the box of fresh Aborrajados from you [Thank you very much, Ms!]. You smiled and gave the young woman a short nod, some flour still caked on your face after rushing over from your bakery.

“De nada, Mirabel,” you smiled warmly [You're welcome]. You caught a glimpse of Bruno slinking behind one of the newly reconstructed pillars of Casita, his eyes soft and lips drawn into a sheepish smile. You giggled softly and leaned down to Mirabel. “Tell your familia I said hello,” you grinned warmly [family]. She hummed before following your line of sight. Bruno tensed and quickly tried to shift back into the shadows…only to trip over a large potted plant.

You gasped and nearly rushed to his side before he stumbled back to his feet. Bruno’s eyes were as wide as saucers as his cheeks flushed with pink. The dark-haired man flashed you a toothy grin and gave you a small wave. You giggled and waved back. Mirabel looked between the two of you and gave a small smile.

“Thank you again for the treats,” the young woman beamed. You blinked.

“Hm? Oh, you’re welcome,” you said before stealing another glance of your beloved…only to find him gone from your line of sight. "Buenas noches, Mirabel," you sighed while giving her a tired smile. The young girl gave a quick nod before you saw yourself off. A soft sigh left your lips as Casita slowly closed the front doors with a light creak. You bit the inside of your cheek as you turned on your heel, the sun already starting to set over the crest of the tall mountains surrounding the Encanto.

Suddenly, a high-pitched squeak resonated through the air. You froze in place before hearing it again, this time followed by a soft rustling of leaves. You slowly took a few steps closer towards a bush nearby, your heart pounding beneath your chest as you hesitantly pushed the branches back. You gasped when a baby capybara suddenly poked its head out; it's button eyes sparkling as it titled its head curiously. You cooed and bent down, your large, colorful skirt billowing around your legs as you picked up the tiny creature.

“Aw, que linda,” you murmured [how cute]. The little, furry pup tilted its head to the other side and sniffed your hand before squeaking happily. You laughed softly as it rubbed its head against your palm and flicked its ears. You looked up when you heard Alma Madrigal and the others gathering around in the dining room, their voices filtering through the open window just above your head.

"What are those, mi vida?" Julieta asked her youngest daughter as she carried the box of treats into the room.

"Aborrajados. (Y/N) brought them from her bakery just now," the young woman piped up. You smiled as you stroked the capybara's soft fur while it cuddled up in your lap.

"(Y/N), eh?" Felix asked. Mirabel hummed in reply as she took her seat. "I remember when your Tío Bruno had the biggest crush on her when we were teenagers," he chuckled. You cover ed your mouth and giggled as you recalled the first time you caught Bruno staring at you in the marketplace; his hand picking at a loose strand of his ruana as he gave you a shy smile.

"Aha, yep," you heard Bruno chuckle nervously before he started to drum his fingers on the table. The sound of silverware clinking filled the air as the family began to feast on their meal.

"She's always been such a sweet girl. Remember when she danced with you at Julieta's wedding?" Alma piped up. You could imagine your love tugging at the collar of his brown shirt as cleared his throat.

"S-Sí, Mamá," he muttered. A giddy smile crossed your features as you recalled him constantly muttering apologies for stepping on your feet...only for you to hush him with a quicky peck on his cheek. You've never seen someone blush such a deep shade of red in your life.

"I always wondered why she never married. She's the most beautiful woman in the whole village," Félix stated nonchalantly. You felt a gust of wind explode from the room as a low rumble of thunder reverberated across the walls. "That is…the most beautiful woman after you, mi amor," the man's voice wavered nervously. You could only imagine the look of irritation on Pepa's face.

"You know, I always wondered why she never found a husband, either," Mirabel said. You tucked your bottom lip beneath your teeth as you shifted your gaze to your beloved. His face was drawn with a tense expression as he sucked in a sharp breath, his fingers almost vibrating against the table as he bounced his leg.

"Probably because we've been seeing each other this whole time," Bruno suddenly blurted out. Your jaw dropped as the whole room went dead silent.

For so long, he refused to confess your relationship to the village...let alone his own family. You understood why - even after he “returned” to the Encanto and helped rebuild his home, quite a few villagers were still weary of the prophetic Madrigal. Despite the countless times you've reassured him that you didn't care what everyone else thought, he refused to allow his reputation to "ruin you".

You were pulled back to the present when you heard the Madrigal's whisper amongst themselves.

“Really?” Bruno’s brother-in-law, Agustín, bluntly asked.

“Agustín,” Julieta chastised her husband with a loud whisper. You peeked through the window as you cradled the pup in your arms, your fluttering as you waited for Bruno to continue. The whites of his eyes nearly swallowed the two pools of hazel resting within them as he gulped. Your beloved eventually took a deep breath and puffed out his chest a little.

“S-Sí,” he answered while knocking on the wooden surface of the table. A long pause remained as your heart skipped a beat. You anxiously held your breath as you studied the faces of everyone in the room. The family members exchanged glances before a low rumble of chuckles filtered through the dining room. You furrowed your brows as amused smiles washed over their faces.

"That's a good one, bro!" Félix chortled before slapping his hand on the table.

“B-But it’s true!” Bruno stammered as he frantically looked around. Your heart burned as you clenched your jaw and narrowed your eyes. His gaze locked with his youngest nieces as he furrowed his brows. “You believe me…right, Mirabel?” your love asked with pleading eyes. His niece tensed in her seat, her lips drawn in a tight line.

“I…I don’t know, Tío,” she sighed while looking down at her lap. Bruno's shoulders slumped as he wrung his hands together. “I mean, it’s not impossible…but how come you never really mentioned it until now?” Mirabel questioned. The chatter suddenly broke when the youngest Madrigal, Antonio, gasped.

“Where did Sofia go?!” he cried. You squeaked and ducked your head as everyone began to scramble around the dining room. You looked down at the baby capybara and raised your brows while it sniffed your palm.

"I'm guessing that's you," you whispered. You flinched when someone suddenly poked their head out the window. You instantly relaxed as Bruno met your gaze.

“Hola, hermoso,” you murmured [Hello, handsome]. Bruno blinked, his cheeks still dusted with scarlet as he gave you an uneasy expression.

“Hi…” he quietly replied as his eyes trailed down to your lap. "You found Sofia," he muttered. You giggled and nodded as you handed him the pup...but not before you stole a quick kiss on his cheek. Bruno's eyes widened as you let your lips linger against his stubbly skin.

“I could come inside there right now and prove them wrong, you know,” you said as you twirled one of his thick, curly locks between your fingers. You leaned forward a little more, your warm breath falling against his lips as he nearly dropped the young pup. "I've missed the feeling of your lips against mine," you purred. Your love swallowed thickly as he stared at your mouth with his deep, hazel eyes.

“Is she out there, Bruno?!” his sister, Pepa, suddenly shouted nearby. He tensed and shifted his gaze between the dining room and you. Bruno squeezed his eyes shut and sighed heavily.

“Lo siento, mi corazón,” he murmured while giving you an apologetic look [I’m sorry, my heart]. You reached out as he dipped back inside, leaving you kneeling on the patch of grass below. You sighed while everyone rejoiced in the dining room, happy to have found Antonio’s little friend. You smoothed your hands over your skirt before slowly rising to your feet. Your heart ached for your beloved as you began to walk away from Casita, the house shutters groaning and waving at you as if beckoning you to return. You simply shook your head before turning back to the stone path ahead of you.

The sky was painted with a collage of orange and blue hues as you stepped into the village. Streetlights flickered overhead as your footsteps echoed down the pathways. You scoffed and rolled your eyes when one of your many “suitors” suddenly stepped into view.

“I was wondering where you’d run off to, Señora,” the tall, muscular man lilted as he flashed you a blinding grin. You tried to pay him no mind as you walked past him. You gasped when he suddenly rushed forward and stood in the way of your abode. He held a single red rose towards you as his eyes flickered with desire. A bitter taste washed over your tongue as you crossed your arms.

“And I wondering when you’d learn to take a hint, Sebastian,” you huffed, venom laced in every word that fell from your lips. The man placed a hand over his chest as if cradling a fresh wound.

“Oh, mi mariposa. When are you going to realize that no one else in this village is fit to be your husband except me?" he cooed [my butterfly]. You rolled your eyes again before pushing past him. You muttered to yourself as you yanked your key out of your pocket. You sighed as he slid his hand against the wall of your home while hovering over you.

"You know I'm one of the second richest men in the entire Encanto. And I could provide for you...in more ways than one," he purred while going to tuck some hair behind your ear. You scoffed in disgust as you yanked on your doorhandle. You quickly stepped inside and blocked him from entering, your fingers white-knuckling the threshold of your precious bakery.

“I’ll never realize it - you know why? It’s because of three simple words: I’m. Not. Interested,” you spat before slamming the door in his face. You huffed and quicky locked the door behind you.

"¿Dios, alguna vez me dejará en paz?" you groaned while running your hand down your face [God, will he ever leave me alone?]. A small pang echoed inside your chest as you gazed around the empty room, the last sliver of golden light fading from the walls as the sun dipped past the ridge. You sighed as you lit a candle and stepped towards the back of the bakery where you resided.

You frowned as you shuffled into your personal kitchen - a plate of arepas waiting on the slightly chipped surface of your counter. You sighed and slowly pulled the towel back before snatching one from the plate.

Your eyes suddenly lit up just as you took a small bite from the pastry. A playful smirk stretched across your face as a wicked idea crossed your mind.

You refused to allow Bruno’s family to accuse him of lying...and you knew just what to do.

+++

Mirabel blinked when she opened the door for you the next morning.

“¿Señora (Y/N)?” she asked as she eyed the stack of boxes in your arms. You gave the young woman a bright smile.

“Buenos días, Mirabel,” you grinned ear to ear [Good morning]. She tilted her head and pursed her lips.

“I don’t remember us ordering anything else from you this week,” Mirabel said. You laughed, the boxes bouncing a little as you gave her a shrug.

“Sí. I just wanted to show my…appreciation for la familia Madrigal, so I whipped up some breakfast pastries for you all,” you chirped. She raised her dark brows.

“Well, thank you! That’s very thoughtful. I’ll just-“ you pulled the boxes away and shook your head.

“Oh, no need, my dear. I’d be more than happy to carry the boxes wherever you need them,” you said. Mirabel blinked.

“Uh…okay,” she said before pushing her green glasses up the bridge of her nose. You followed her inside as she led you towards the back. “This way: we usually eat breakfast outside,” Mirabel commented as she held the door open for you. You saw the family setting the table as you walked through the threshold.

“Thank you, Mirabel,” you beamed. The young woman nodded as she watched you walk over to the long table. Everyone except for your beloved were preparing for the first meal of the day.

“¡Ah, Señora (L/N)!” Alma called with a bright smile. You reflected her expression as you walked over, Julieta coming to your aid and helping you set the boxes down. “To what do we owe the pleasure?” the matriarch of the family asked. You maintained your bright smile as you held your hands out in front of you.

“Oh, I just wanted to stop by and show my appreciation for La Familia Madrigal,” you motioned towards the boxes. You watched as Isabella opened one of the boxes to sneak out a pastry…only for the real Isabella to clear her throat with a raised brow. Camilo sighed as he shifted back to his original form and slipped the treat back inside.

“How thoughtful,” Alma said while clapping her hands together. “Would you like to stay for breakfast? We simply have too much food now,” she offered with a chuckle. You placed a hand over your chest.

“Oh, Señora, you’re too kind,” you said. Alma grinned ear to ear.

“Please, I insist,” she replied while motioning towards an empty seat Casita was already nudging across the tiles. You pretended to think about it for a moment before shrugging.

“Mmm...okay!” you said with a large grin. Alma’s eyes lit up as she smiled.

“Excellent! I’ll have one of the boys get a plate for you,” she grinned with a nod. You smiled before making your way over to an empty chair. Antonio’s eyes lit up as you sat next to him. Sofia slept soundly in his lap as he gave you a toothy grin.

“Thank you for finding Sofia yesterday,” he whispered. You chuckled softly.

“You're welcome, Antonio,” you whispered back. You thanked Agustín as he brought you a plate while the rest of the family filed in. You turned when the little one tugged on your sleeve.

"Everyone said that Tío Bruno was lying, but Sofia told me he wasn't," he said. You smiled when Sofia perked her head up at her name.

"Muchas gracias, Sofia," you whispered gently. Bruno suddenly came stumbling out the door, his hair bunched up in a mess and clothes disheveled as he leaned on the doorframe. You pursed your lips when you saw his pupils blown wide as he panted heavily.

“Forgive my son - he’s always been a late riser,” Alma smiled. Bruno straightened his green ruana before locking eyes with you. You gave him a warm, genuine smile as he froze.

"Mi vida..." he muttered under his breath [my life]. Everyone at the table watched as you rose from your seat and sauntered over to your man. You saw the shock grow in his eyes as you approached him, your lips parted as you dusted some sand from his dark, curly hair.

“I’m so happy to see you…darling,” you said aloud. The whole family gasped when you dipped your head down and kissed his cheek, letting your soft lips rest against his face as you slid your palms onto his thin shoulders. Bruno flapped his hands as his eyes widened even more, the rest of his body as stiff as a statue. You cooed and cupped his cheek as his face flushed with red.

“M-Mi cielo…” he whispered while nervously glancing back and forth between you and his family [my heaven]. You smoothed your thumb across his stubble as you smiled.

“Hermoso…it’s time,” you murmured. Bruno gulped as you slipped your hands into his and squeezed them gently. He straightened his shoulders as much as he took a deep breath and nodded. You beamed before turning to the barrage of shocked faces. Bruno cleared his throat as he clenched your hands.

“Mi familia, this is mi amor...(Y/N),” he smiled sheepishly while motioning towards you [my love]. You smiled and waved at the family.

“It’s nice to be properly acquainted with you all,” you giggled before tucking a strand of loose hair behind your ear. The table quickly erupted into utter chaos.

“Are you for real?!" Félix boomed.

“Are you sure this isn’t an elaborate prank?!” Isabella gawked.

"I knew this whole time," Dolores shrugged with a quiet whisper.

You and Bruno turned to each other, his face turning red once again as he shrank and winced under their rapid-fire questions. You placed your index finger and thumb against the corners of your lips before whistling loudly. The entire family quickly came to a halt as they whipped their heads towards you.

“I'd be happy to answer all of your questions…if you’ll still have me for breakfast, that is,” you said with a twinkle in your eye. They all slowly sat back down in their chairs while Alma cleared her throat.

“Of course,” the matriarch said with a small smile before motioning towards two empty seats.

A Few Days Later…

“Are you sure about this, mi vida?” Bruno asked nervously as he kept his hood up. You gave him a gentle smile as you pulled his hood back down. The two of you stood in the dimly lit foyer of Casita, a picnic basket slung around your free arm and a quilt over his.

“Absolutely,” you replied with a firm nod. Bruno swallowed thickly as he tugged his hood over his curly locks once more. You sighed and gave him a patient smile before flipping it back over.

"Mi amor, I don't want to spend the day with Hernado, or Jorge, or any other persona of yours...I want to spend it with you," you cooed. Bruno perked his head up as he finally let his hood remain draped over his shoulders. You giggled as he suddenly nuzzled his face against your collarbone, the top of his head brushing against your chin.

“Gracias, mi amor,” he said with a hushed whisper. You smiled brightly as you pecked the crown of his head.

"You're welcome," you replied. "Now...let's go show the village who I belong to," you winked while playfully bumping his hip with yours. Bruno chuckled softly as the two of you stepped outside hand-in-hand, the mid-afternoon sun hanging high above your heads as you began to stroll through the front yard of the Madrigal estate.

You felt Bruno's grip on your hand tighten as you approached the village.

"I'm right here," you reassured while brushing your thumb over his knuckles. Bruno nodded and took a deep breath. You grinned before stopping in your tracks and kissing his temple. You giggled as his cheeks grew red as you moved your lips to his nose.

"(Y-Y/N)," he muttered before going to pull his hood over his eyes. You giggled at his bashful behavior and placed your hands over his wrists.

"What? I'm just letting the village know how much I adore my Bruno," you beamed before peppering his face with more kisses. His cheeks burned even more as he white-knuckled the hood of his ruana.

You chuckled before quietly continuing your walk alongside him. Several villagers turned their heads as you passed by. You swayed your hips side to side, flaunting your beloved as you slung your arm around his.

Bruno immediately stopped when you suddenly stooped down and pressed your lips against his. You gasped when he suddenly reached up on his tip-toes and kissed you back.

"Bruno," you said with a breathless look while he pulled away. You heard a few young girls giggle nearby before their mothers shooed them away. The two of you shared a quiet laugh before continuing through the bustling market. Bruno seemed to relax with every step he took, his tense expression softening as he sighed. The sun peeked out from the parted clouds, the golden rays beaming down on your face as you inhaled deeply.

The two of you exchanged smiles as you made your way out of the small town and towards the lush, serene forest. You sighed as the two of you hiked through the dense brush before coming upon a familiar opening. Bruno wore a goofy grin as the two of you began to unfold the quilt and set the food out. You hummed a little tune while grabbing a bottle of wine before Bruno cleared his throat.

“Here: let me get that for you, mi amor,” he grinned. You raised your brows and handed him the bottle and opener.

“By all means, hermoso,” you giggled. Your love winked before he screwed the opener on. You watched as he fought and struggled with the cork, his elbows flapping wildly as he muttered to himself. You gasped when he fell back, the bottle flying out of his hands and into the brush. He flinched when the sound of glass shattering echoed through the forest, several toucans and other birds flying out afterwards. The two of you exchanged glances before bursting into laughter.

“It’s okay: I prefer the taste of your lips anyway,” you purred before pecking his lips. Bruno chuckled as he cupped your face.

“And I yours,” he murmured and brushed some hair out of your face. The two of you enjoyed the next hour as you fed each other the delectable treats you packed.

You eventually found your head in his lap as he slipped a plump grape past your soft lips. You closed your eyes as you savored the sweetness of the fruit and slowly. A gentle breeze swept over the forest as you sighed happily.

"Do you remember what happened the first time we came here, hermoso?" you lilted while opening your eyes. Your lover's breath hitched as he nearly choked on a piece of fruit. You flipped yourself over and rubbed Bruno's back as he cleared his throat.

"I-uh-I do," he flushed while picking at a blade of grass. You smiled and bit your lip, your breasts peeking out from beneath your lacy, white blouse as you wiggled your hips.

"We were both so nervous," you said as you slid your hand over his thigh. Bruno's gasped as you rested your chin between his ankles, your eyes locked on his crotch as he gulped. "But you did so well…made me the happiest girl in the whole world that night," you purred while sliding both of your hands up his legs and beneath his ruana. Bruno swallowed thickly as he fell back on his forearms, his legs spread out as you pounced on him like a lithe jaguar. His breath quickened as you hovered above him, your barely covered breasts grazing over his chest.

"Would you like to relive that moment?" you whispered as your lips brushed over his. You swore his eyes nearly shot out of his head as his face burned a bright red.

"B-But mi amor...what if someone sees us?" he muttered with a shaky breath. You chuckled before pecking his lips while rolling up his ruana, revealing his scruffy happy trail that led to the bulge growing beneath his slacks.

“Don't worry, we're far enough in the forest," you whispered into his ear while tracing your fingertips down his lean stomach. "No one will see or hear a thing," you said as your lips curled into a seductive grin. You felt his muscles tense beneath your light touch as you hooked your fingers around the band of his pants and tugged them down his lean thighs. Bruno gasped as his semi-hard cock sprang free, his tip growing flush as his shaft twitched in the exposed air.

You smiled as you dipped your head down and captured his lips in a passionate kiss. Bruno moaned softly and gripped your hips as your lips caressed one another in a heated embrace. He gasped as you slid your hand all the way down his stomach before wrapping your fist around the base of his burning, veiny shaft. You panted against his mouth as you gently squeezed his length.

"Pobracito...you're so pent up," you cooed before swiping your warm tongue along his bottom lip [Poor thing]. Bruno's eyes rolled back as you began to slowly pump your tight fist around his dick. Quiet moans fell past his parted lips before you slipped your tongue inside his wet cavern. He squeaked and bucked his hips forward as your tongues entangled with a wet squelch. You groaned into his mouth as you continued to rub his aching cock, each noise and shift of his hips causing the damp spot in your panties to grow wetter.

“Mmmm-mi corazón,” Bruno whined when you pulled back for air - a thick string of spit connecting your swollen lips as he breathed heavily. His cock twitched as you smeared a hot bead of precum across his flush tip. You cooed and kissed along his jaw as he arched into your touch.

“Would you like to feel my warm, tight mouth wrapped around your cock, Papi? Hm?” you husked into his ear as you continued to stroke his now rock-hard shaft [Daddy]. Bruno released a guttural groan as he writhed against your body.

“S-Sí…por fa, Mami,” he panted while desperately trying to gain any friction against his dick [Yes…please, Mommy]. You grinned and nipped at his ear before trailing your lips down his jaw and neck. Bruno's eyes grew half-lidded as he watched you create a painting of hickeys and small bite marks across his skin, goosebumps rising wherever your lips landed.

“I love all the cute noises you make, Brunito,” you chuckled against his collar bone before lashing your tongue against his bare skin.

“(Y-Y/N), por favor. Te necesito,” your lover begged while rocking his hips into your tight, warm grip [I need you]. You grinned and licked over the tiny bite mark before shuffling down his body. You swiped your tongue over your lips before letting your hot breath fan over his dick. Bruno's eyes grew clouded with lust as you pecked his bulbous tip, the salty taste of his precum leaking over your tastebuds while you moaned. Your beloved groaned as you swirled your wet muscle around his tip in sloppy, wet circles.

“M-Mierda,” Bruno hissed between gritted teeth as he watched you wrap your lips around his head before shallowly bobbing your mouth up and down his throbbing shaft [Shit]. You moaned and hollowed your cheeks, a wet slurping sound reverberating through the air as you took him in deeper with every dip of your head. You relished in the way your lover trembled as you cupped his balls in your free hand, tenderly massaging his sac as you fluttered your lashes. His dick felt so heavy as it glided along your tongue, the texture making your pussy clench and ache for the familiar drag of his shaft.

“God, (Y/N),” he moaned and bucked into your slick cavern, drawing a small gag from you. You gazed into his eyes when he gasped and shifted back, leaving your lips wrapped half-way around his sex. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t-“ his jaw went slack when you grabbed one of his hands and placed it on top of your head. You tilted your head to the side and began to quicken your pace, your spit now smearing down his balls as you squeezed them in a loving grip.

“A-Ah!” Bruno yelped as he grabbed your luscious hair, his nails digging into your scalp as you eagerly sucked him off. You squealed when he gripped your hair and guided you along his length, his eyes half-lidded and lit with pure desire. “S-Sí, Mami - tan buena,” he rumbled [Yes, Mommy - so good]. You smiled and kept your cheeks hollowed as you took him deeper and deeper. You moaned as you felt his cock twitch inside your mouth, his tip now soaking the back of your tight throat with salty precum.

Bruno's grunts and cried grew more desperate before you suddenly pulled off of his length with a slick “pop”. His eyes snapped open as he looked at you with a mix of confusion and yearning.

“(Y/N),” he whined and desperately thrusted his hips up. You immediately stole his attention the second you shuffled out of your white bloomers and skirt, the fabric falling onto the blanket with a soft thud. Bruno’s face turned cherry red as you pulled your shirt above your head, revealing your supple breasts to his hungry eyes. You giggled at his dumbfounded expression as you slowly sank down onto your knees and straddled his waist.

"Lo siento, Papi...but I need to feel you inside me," you sighed as you slowly grinded your hips against his. Bruno's eyes rolled back as your wet pussy lips caressed the sides of his cock with every stroke of your hips.

"Fuck, Mami," he whined as he wrapped his hands around your waist. You sighed and smoothed your palms over his slightly hairy chest as he dug his nails into your supple flesh. You moaned as the weeping tip of his cock glided over your puffy clit - pulses of pleasure sweeping through your empty heat as you gazed into his eyes.

"You feel so good beneath me, Brunito," you murmured while cupping his cheek. Bruno's bottom lip jutted out as he gulped.

"Mi vida, please," Bruno grunted as he gave you a soft, pleading look. You grinned softly and laid your hands on his stomach while you adjusted your hips. He gasped when you wrapped one of your hands around his dick, rubbing his head against your entrance teasingly before deeply gazing into his eyes.

You released a heavy sigh as you slowly sank down on his hard cock, his length deliciously gliding against your gummy walls with a wet squelch.

"Oh bebé," you moaned as you arched your back. You shivered as you buried yourself down to the hilt, a rush of heat swelling through your core as his dark bush gently brushed against your bundle of nerves. You paused for a few seconds, relishing in the feeling of his dick stuffing you to the brim while he panted beneath you. You swallowed thickly before you raised your hips and brought them back down.

The forest was filled with your combined grunting and moaning as you bounced on his cock. The sound of wet slapping between your hips made your legs shake as Bruno sank his nails into your hips.

"You stretch me so good, hermoso," you whispered as you leaned forward, your breasts now pushed against his chest while you captured his mouth in another sloppy, heated kiss. You smiled as you felt his cock twitch inside you, his head kissing your soft cervix each time you gracefully brought your hips back down. He gasped for air when you pulled back.

“Mami, I-I’m so close,” he said through gritted teeth as he dug crescents into your perfect hips. He shivered as you kissed along his scruffy jaw, your walls sucking him in and sweetly caressing his swollen dick. You soon sat back up on your knees, your breasts bouncing as you sped up your movements.

“Go on, Bruno: claim this pussy with your cum,” you moaned. You squeaked when he shoved your hips down as he released a deep, guttural groan. You trembled above him as you felt streams of his thick, hot cum paint your gummy walls as he stiffened beneath you.

“Sí, Sí,” Bruno mewled like a broken record as he writhed with pleasure. You moaned as you felt the sticky mess between your two bodies, a few beads of his thick cum leaking from the seam of your stretched out hole.

“Mmm, Papi,” you sighed as you rubbed your hands over his chest. Bruno slowly opened his eyes - his hazel pools glossed over with pleasure as he heaved.

“Did you…” his voice trailed off as he furrowed his brows and gazed at the space where your sexes were snugly joined. You chuckled softly and shook your head.

“No, but it’s-“ your eyes widened, the world around you passing in a blur as Bruno suddenly laid on top of you. You blinked as he cradled the back of your head with his soft palm, his long fingers smoothing through your locks as he panted above you.

“Por fa, mi princessa…déjame mimarte,” he rumbled while pressing soft kisses to the junction between your jaw and neck [Please, my princess…let me spoil you]. You moaned as he peppered your sensitive pulse with kisses as his hands smoothed over your breasts. A soft sigh escaped you as he gently rubbed his thumbs over your perky nipples, his mouth suckling on your exposed skin as he slowly pulled the rest of his soaked length out of you.

You mewled at the emptiness, prompting your love to coo and lick a bold stripe over your pulse.

“Bebé,” you keened while stroking your fingers through his thick, dark hair. Bruno’s eyes sparkled as he gave you a sheepish smile.

“What I want to do is a bit…different, if that’s alright,” he said as his cheeks tinted with pink. You chuckled softly and kissed his forehead.

“You know I’ll still enjoy it,” you said while smoothing your thumb over his cheek. Bruno’s smile grew before he took a deep breath. Your body trembled with anticipation as he traced his lips between the valley of your breasts and down your soft stomach. Your jaw went slack when he slung your legs over his shoulders, his warm breath falling across your dripping sex as he licked his lips.

Bruno flicked his eyes back to you, hesitantly waiting for your response.

“It’s alright, Brunito,” you reassured him with a soft whisper. Your beloved snacked his lips again before delicately tracing the tip of his tongue around your swollen clit. Your legs shook around his head as he moaned against your sex, the vibrations of his voice sending ripples of pleasure through your core.

“God,” you moaned as Bruno swiped his tongue along your drenched slit - his wet muscle collecting your combined juices before he hungrily slurped it up. You gasped when he teased your weeping entrance, shallowing pumping his tongue inside your cunt as his nose rubbed against your sensitive bundle of nerves.

“S-Sí, Papi. Sigue adelante,” you breathed as you tugged on his dark locks [Yes, Daddy. Keep going]. Bruno grunted as he closed his eyes, savoring the flavor of your cunny while flattening his tongue over your folds. You moaned and rolled your hips against his face, his stubble lightly scraping over the inside of your thighs as he swayed his head back and forth.

Your eyes nearly crossed when he suddenly puckered his lips around your engorged bud, a cry of bliss escaping from your throat as the tension in your lower belly swelled.

“B-Bruno,” you gulped for air as he spread your labia apart with his nimble fingers. Both of you shared a quiet gasp when he teased the rim of your entrance. His lips curled and suckled on your clit as he slowly pushed a digit inside, causing the thick cream stuffed inside your cunt to come pouring out.

“Mi vida,” Bruno whispered, his lips dancing over your mound before he dove back in. Stars began to spark in your vision as he curled his digit against your plush g-spot while he slowly worked another one inside. Your legs trembled as he steadily pumped his fingers in and out of your fluttering hole; every dip and curve of his digits perfectly massaging your walls.

“Sí, p-por fa,” you moaned as he sloppily made out with your clit while thrusting his fingers deeper with every stroke. Your lover groaned as you raised your hips, his grip around your thighs tightening as he rumbled lowly. You screwed your eyes shut as you felt the delicate surface of his warm tongue caress over your slit. Bruno continued to moan as he savored the sweetness of your juices while spreading your hole open with his digits.

You suddenly came with a final long drag of his tongue against your clit.

“Bruno!” you screamed his name as you snapped your hips forward, his face completely buried against your cunt as you cried and thrashed in his grip. Your melodic moans cascaded through the forest as you heard him slurp up your thick cream, his eyes rolling back as your gummy walls pulsed around his fingers. You mewled and fucked yourself on his digits as you came; completely soaking his hand with your arousal.

You whined and babbled incoherently as your body shook with pure bliss, jaw slack and eyes nearly crossed.

“God, yes,” you swallowed thickly as tears of pleasure rolled down your flush cheeks. You slowly blinked your eyes open as the overwhelming pleasure began to fade. Bruno’s nostrils flared as he exhaled through his nose, hid eyed glowing with pure admiration as he laid a soft kiss over your puffy cunt. You flinched as you felt him smile against your folds.

The two of you simply gazed into each other’s eyes for several moments before he slowly placed your hips down on his lap.

“That was…amazing,” you said breathlessly. Bruno chuckled as another sheepish smile crossed his features.

“I’m glad I made you feel so good, mi amor,” he beamed, pride glowing in his eyes as he slipped away. Your face burned when you saw how soaked his chin was as he licked his lips. Bruno cooed and patted your hip as he slowly pulled his fingers out of your tenderly fucked pussy. You smiled and kept your arms open as he crawled on top of you, his soft, soaked dick slipping against your sex as he planted a sweet kiss on your lips. You sighed and brushed your fingertips through Bruno's hair as he laid his head on your chest.

"Te amo mucho, mi vida," your lover whispered as he laid his head on your chest [I love you so much]. You smiled warmly as you placed a soft kiss on the crown of his head.

"Te amo mucho, mi corazón," you murmured.

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[miracles-and-butterflies]

Encanto Ride the Cyclone AU.

For Halloween.

Warning ahead - descriptions of blood and death.

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Be Sure to Ride the Cyclone

Bruno had given a lot of predictions over the years. Some good, some bad. But this was the worst.

And he hadn’t even seen it.

Or, maybe he had, sub-consciously.

Did he know that there would be five deaths? No. Did he know four of which would be his nieces and nephew? No. Would he even have wanted to, knowing he couldn’t save them?

A travelling fair had been making its way around Colombia. Encanto, being the remote and hidden town it was, obviously wasn’t an intended stop, but when the group passed through, they couldn’t help but stop for the chance of more money.

The town was old, very old, almost like time had stopped there. Seeing a carnival would be extraordinary and a guaranteed success.

With permission from the council, the fair was set up and going to be there for six days.

Camilo was somehow the first to hear of this and had been ecstatic at the thought. Isabela and Luisa were agreeing with each other that this would be a good idea for a day out. Dolores, though she claimed she would only go to babysit them for their parents, was clearly just as interested as the others.

It was decided they would all go to the fair together on Monday.

Monday 14th September, 1951.

Bruno had gone down to the fair too, of his own accord; he had to admit he was curious about how some of the attractions worked and he wanted a go on some himself.

He occasionally saw his nieces and nephew throughout the day. Sometimes he would stop and speak to them - it was hard though, they were always on the move.

Isabela had dragged them round the bumper carts at least ten times. Luisa had enjoyed the drop tower, managing to get a second go before having to being brought back to the bumper carts. Camilo recommended that Bruno try out the gravitron, which the others weren’t really interested to do again. Dolores had been very impressed with the view from the ferris wheel and Bruno agreed they should go together at the end of the night. They all complained about how lame the carousel had been, though Bruno wasn’t sure which one of them had actually picked it. He remembers telling them, “Be sure to ride the Cyclone.”

He doesn’t know if it was a prediction or not.

The Cyclone was the main attraction of the fair. A big rollercoaster with some impressive height and loops. Bruno himself had gone on it earlier in the day and enjoyed himself.

And now, here he was. Looking at five bodies, covered by sheets and laying side by side, waiting to be removed.

He can just about remember them climbing the stairs, in line for the rollercoaster, and living. He was watching from a nearby bench. Isabela’s eyes almost glittering with excitement, Camilo waving at faces in the crowd below, Luisa carrying some giant unicorn she’d won, Dolores chatting candidly with a member of staff.

Before the cart had derailed at the apex of the loop-the-loop.

The crowd was quickly pulled away from the area, as the carnival staff tried desperately to regain control of the situation.

Bruno didn’t know what he’d say to the rest of the family. He didn’t know how he’d tell them that their children were dead and it somehow escaped his future vision. The thought of telling his sisters made him shudder. 

The first to die was a young girl; Bruno didn’t even know who she was. She just happened to fill the odd space on the cart with the Madrigal kids. She had been thrown from the back of the cart, due to a faulty safety bar, down into the tracks below. For the rest of his life, he’d remember her screams as she was thrown. Haunting. If that wasn’t horrific enough, she didn’t have her head by the end either. People were still looking for it.

Luisa was next. She had been alone in the front of the cart. When the cart derailed, she had been thrown forwards so harshly, her ribs broke against her safety bar. Fortunately, the snapped bones went right through her heart, killing her instantly. It was strange seeing her famously strong and invincible body, so limp and lifeless, hanging over the front of the cart. The blood she was covered in wasn’t even her own, the only bit that was coated her lips like makeup.

Camilo couldn’t have been long after her. He was sat on the left side of the second row. He had also been flung forward during the fall, but it’s wasn’t his ribs that took the brunt of the injuries, but his head. He had collided full force into the back of Luisa’s seat, resulting in a fatal brain bleed. He had a nasty bump across his forehead and his jaw was hanging open. Apart from that, he looked okay; he almost looked like he had fallen asleep.

On his right had been Isabela. The faulty safety bar of the pair behind had gone through her chair and impaled her in the back. It hadn’t gone far enough to come out through her chest, if that was a mercy. But it did keep her pinned against her chair until proper equipment came. The staff had had to separate Isabela and Camilo’s conjoined hands too; Bruno hopes they had been able to grant each other some comfort before the end.

In the final row of the cart, on the left side of the cart had been Dolores. The last to die. After everything, Dolores’ body was probably the most damaged. She was crushed when the cart finally crashed into the ground. She might not have died instantly either - the staff think blood loss killed her, opposed to her injuries. Bruno wanders if she was aware of what was happening the entire time - could she hear the derailment? The bones breaking? The hearts stopping around her?

Bruno had been allowed to see each of his nieces and nephew before they were covered. Even the girl he didn’t know - he was asked if he could identify her. He racked his memory, he tried giving a vision, but nothing.

That had been hours ago. So long that it was now past midnight.

Pepa hadn’t stopped screaming since she’d arrived; Félix was trying to keep it together for her and even Antonio (though he was back at Casita, unaware he’d lost his siblings), but clearly struggling; Agustín sat between his daughters’ bodies and refused to let either of them go; Julieta sat with a basket of fresh food, begging them to wake up and promising to heal them. Nobody came for the other girl.

Bruno stood between his sisters. He didn’t know what to say, what to think.

Just yesterday, he was an uncle of six living and happy children.

And now he was an uncle of two.

~~~~~~

Dolores blinked her eyes open, slowly.

She should’ve died. She did die. Hadn’t she?

She was surrounded by darkness and cold air and a few drops of rain. She was still sat in the goddamn cart. She could vaguely make out the forms of Camilo and Isabela in front, and Luisa further ahead.

Was this the afterlife?

It certainly wasn’t anything like she’d thought it would be. Or anything like what Padre Flores had said in church.

She looked down at herself. Not a drop of blood on her, not even a crinkle in her dress. Her body itself looked alright, the same as it always had been.

She noticed her hearing was gone. Well, not gone, but back to what normal people heard. She couldn’t hear her heart beat or anything else around her, just the occasional breaths through her nose to keep calm.

Another thing she noticed was her safety bar was out of place. It was raised diagonally and warped in the middle, allowing it to bend into Isabela’s seat.

With nothing keeping her in, Dolores didn’t hesitate to step out. Not on to grass, like she’d been expecting, something more solid and smooth.

Stepping, one foot after the other, she realises there’s no wall in front of her. It’s open, looking into the abyss, into the night sky.

“Holy shit.”

She turns back to the cart to see Isabela, eyes wide and staring straight at her.

As Isabela starts to wake up a bit and tries to move, she begins to take in the situation. She drops Camilo’s hand like a rock, using both hands to feel around her back. She shrieks when they touch cold metal, realising she’s stuck to her seat.

Her scream seems to wake Camilo and Luisa, the latter of whom instantly tries to hurl over the side of the cart.

Camilo rustles his safety bar and then sits still. It takes Dolores a minute to realise he’s trying to shapeshift. Without a word, she steps over and helps him pry the bar aside.

In the meantime, Luisa has bashed her own in and slips out easily.

“Where… are we?” She asks, after a few beats.

“The afterlife.” Dolores answers.

All three of them turn and gasp at her.

“What? Do any of you have a better idea where we are?”

“You aren’t whispering,” Camilo exclaimed, pointing at her in disbelief. “You’re talking. Talking normally.”

Dolores pauses. “I suppose I am,” she says, experimentally. She hadn’t even noticed.

“But what about your hearing—”

“It’s gone, Isa,” she says. “Our gifts. They are gone.”

“This is crazy,” Camilo mumbled.

“Considering we should be dead, hermano, our lack of gifts isn’t the craziest thing about all of this.”

“What the hell happened? The last thing I remember is doing the loop.” Luisa mutters.

“Did we die?” Camilo questioned. He did a spin on the spot, looking around. “We don’t look like we died. Shouldn’t we be ghosts or corpses or something? Up in the clouds? Maybe we lived?”

“I think we all know we didn’t,” Dolores pointed her lips back towards the battered cart.

“Um, is someone going to help me? Or are you all just going to stand around chatting?” Inquired Isabela, still in her seat.

Luisa volunteered herself, as arguably still the strongest of the group, and wandered to the back on the cart. Hesitantly, stepping into what was Dolores’ seat to see the damage.

She stopped.

“What is it?” Dolores prompted.

Camilo paled. “Isabela isn’t gonna be stuck there forever, right?”

“She better fucking not.” Isabela hissed, staring between her cousins for any sign that might be the case, seeing as she couldn’t see Luisa’s face herself. She sounded more scared than angry.

“No, no, I can pull it. Don’t worry,” Luisa said. She looked at Dolores. “You’re lucky you were sat in the other seat, you could’ve been completely thrown out.” Before anyone could react, she yanked the metal bar clean out, tossing it to the floor.

Isabela didn’t cry out in pain or even flinch like they all, including herself, expected her to. Instead, she just took a deep breath, as though she’d been underwater all this time and could finally breathe again. And then simply exited the cart, not without turning back and kicking the thing full force afterwards.

Dolores found herself pulling a protective arm around Camilo, and he didn’t bat her away either, as they walked around the area. Neither of them really addressed or reacted to their sudden closeness, they hadn’t really hugged each other since they were very little. Maybe around Antonio’s age. Thinking about his brother, Camilo pressed himself closer into Dolores’ hold.

Luisa chewed at her nails. She wasn’t nervous, not exactly. And did feel a little excluded that she had nobody to hug. She wanted human reassurance and well… admittedly, she wasn’t particularly close with any of them, but she’ll take what she can get. However, Dolores and Camilo were too busy comforting each other to notice her and Isabela was taking out her frustration on the cart. So, she found herself awkwardly slinking behind her cousins.

Finally, Isabela tired or gave up; the others weren’t sure. She joined them, before casually asking, “What do we do now?”

All is silent. And then there’s a flash of light and a burst of sound from across the room, and a man walks out into the now lit space.

He’s clad in a suit. Blue trousers and jacket, in some checkered fabric, wearing a white shirt with a blue circle motif underneath. He’s holding a metallic black stick in one hand, it vaguely looks like some kind of ice cream cone.

Smiling, like he knows them, he says, “Greetings, children. It’s time to play.”

#encanto #encanto ride the cyclone au #my writing #isabela madrigal #luisa madrigal #dolores madrigal #camilo madrigal #bruno madrigal

[gamerbearmira]

TIME TRAVEL?? AU

Or is it. CPOP. SPOP??? Idk BUT LOOK. LISTEN

MUSIC GROUP MADRIGALS.

Roles‼️‼️‼️ I tried my best to match them up, I think I did pretty good. Honestly a few of them changed, but not by much. Agustín and Félix essentially just stay writing music and being backbones to the group. I mean yeah, the other members write songs, but those two kind of. Put them together.

Alma: Manager, Producer

Felix: Instrumental, Writer

Agustín: Mixer, Instrumental, Producer

Julieta: Vocal, Center

Pepa: Sub Rapper, Sub Vocal, Main Dancer

Bruno: Main Rapper, Dancer

Isabela: Visual, Dancer

Dolores: Lead Vocal, Ad libs

Luisa: Vocal, Dancer

Camilo: Lead Rapper, Sub Vocal

Mirabel: Leader, Lead Dancer, Face, Vocal

Antonio: Maknae, Dancer, Sub/Backing Vocal/Ad libs

I spent an unhealthy amount of time on these photocards but. These would've likely been from their first album release, at least the one with Antonio in it.

As for names. Y’all know I suck at those so. My unoriginal slf could only come up with this. Honestly it’s an improvement considering my last tho 💀

Miracle Beat (Styled M1R4CLE BE4T) There's a 1, for Mirabel, the leader, and then then two 4's because there are 9 total members.

Fandom Name: Rhythmatics. Maybe.

Sub Groups. Basically just smaller groups of the main band (like MiSaMo from TWICE)

Julieta, Pepa, Isabela, Dolores, Luisa, Mirabel- Mad Girls (Styled MAD☆GRLS). Play on "Madrigals".

Bruno, Camilo, Antonio: Vibe (Styled VI3E). Their music is played in, and the 3 is for how many members.

AS FOR MUSIC. Thinking movie ost, but similar to AKMU as well. Maybe a bit of middle era Twice. As for concept. I wanna say Time/Time Travel. Like the numbers represent an era. Essentially, the concept is they all time travelled from a different decade and formed a music group in order to cover for their “strange” behavior (whether it’s literal or not is up for debate). I wanna say this takes place in modern times, cause Antonio’s is 90’s based, so it’s at least up to 2010.

Formation would look. Like this <33

An idea was the band started in, idk, the late, 70s, early 80s?? So it roughly takes place in the early 2000s. But then some wacky time travel and space-time stuff happened. So now Alma, Agustín and Félix are kinda just in the 2000s. Julieta is from the '10s, Pepa is from the '20s, and Bruno is from the '30s. Odd thing us, they're still triplets, and Alma's still their mother. She rolls with it. Yes, they do still fet married to Agustín and Félix.

Then there's the grandchildren. Alma had found that once they hit 5, they kind of just were set in a perpetual time or decade, so when asked when they were born, their month and date would be the same, but the year changed. So like Mirabel would say something like "March 6th, 1975", because each Madrigal is set at the beginning of the decade.

If there is magic (which there might be, idk) their rooms would look different. It'd be very similar to the decade their from. Like Luisa's room would look like a 60s teenage girls room, or Antonio's would look like a little boy's room from the 90s.

WHAT AM I TALKING ABOUT. DOES THIS EVEN MAKE SENSE???

Idk. Im crazy.

#my asks #my asks are open #encanto #encanto au #au #encanto mirabel #encanto antonio #encanto isabela #encanto dolores #encanto camilo #encanto Luisa #encanto julieta #encanto pepa #encanto bruno #encanto alma #encanto Félix #encanto agustín #time travel au #kpop au #perhaps #IDK

[avocado-writing]

Bruno Madrigal x Reader

A Blossoming Relationship (Sex Pollen) *

Baby Fever (Breeding Kink, Men in Lingerie, Sub!Bruno) *

The Sweetest Dream (Consensual Somnophilia) *

Marked (Cum Play) *

Tit Worship *

Mine (Rough Sex, Possessive Sex, Dirty Talk, Dom!Bruno) *

NSFT Prompts x x x x x x x x x *

Waking Up 

Bruno & His Child

Deserving 

Mama (tw: death)

Open Hearts (Hermit Bruno x Shy Reader)

#encanto masterlist #bruno madrigal x reader #bottom graphics by bhaalism!!!

[arcanaapprenticecatherine]

Oh... oh no

I have a fantasy fictional character type

I keep drawing similarities between Julian Devorak from the Arcana and Bruno Madrigal from Disney's Encanto, and I have fallen into a bizarre pit

So here's a comparative list that absolutely no one asked for:

• curly hair

• definitely outside my dating age range

• anxious mess of human beings

• please help my fictional boyfriends the professional help they need

• uncanny animal companions

• *theatrics* *the drama* *theater*

• considerate of others

• self sacrificing

• self-sacrifice for the people they love

• self-sacrificing to the point of absolutely hurting their own health and sanity

• FAMILY is a big priority for both characters

• HIDING!!!!! FOR YEARS!!!! (HIDING FROM THE LAW, HIDINGS FROM THE FAMILIA)

• no normal entrance will do. Coming in through the windows? Backwards fall behind the painting?

• pry this idea from my cold, dead hands, but they are both subs

• not to infantize them, the are definitely subs

• god help me, but they deserve happy fulfilling romantic/sexual relationships and possibly a family (if they so desired)

• do not egg me on for fanfic. I've already got 20+ unfinished in my Encanto fanfic alone and am trying to grasp how my writing skills have declined in quality in my arcana blog

#the arcana app #the arcana #the arcana game #the arcana julian #julian devorak #julian #julian x reader #the arcana nadia #julian x mc #encanto #tio bruno #bruno madrigal #i have a type #oh no oh fuck #oh nooo

[sharknadoslutt]

Can you post some absolutely disgusting nasty filthy unfiltered NSFW Bruno Madrigal head cannons? >:#3

I had promised anon I would work on these once I finished chapter 38 of Antisocial so here I am! I just took a special gummy and I'm ovulating so these should be obnoxiously detailed.. I'm writing these as general romantic headcanons that get progressively filthier with a Fem!SO for a post-Encanto Bruno in mind sooo.. letsgoletsgoleettttsgoo~

NSFW Bruno Madrigal Headcanons~ Follow @papayawhipped who is an amazing artist and provided this beauty 😍💚

Just a reminder 18+ only please this blog is filthy

I dont give a damn what yall say this man is a 50 year old virgin when we see him living his best depressive life in the walls

"there is no way you can be that old and not have had some encounters" "it's unrealistic" YALL EXCUSE ME NO

This is a 1950's TINY CATHOLIC TOWN (Maybe a population of one hundred thirty people??? one seventy five??? Most I could give it is two fifty) AND EVERYONE HATED HIM. WHO??? WHOO??? Like, not a single person in the town had a good thing to say about our beloved in We Dont Talk About Bruno. NAH MAN. this man is luck if he's had a girl skim his knee during a polite makeout session in his late teens.

until you he's not had a TASTE

He prefers a partner who is bolder than he, more dominant in a romantic regard

Bruno is a sub leaning man who is comfortable leading, but is not afraid to take the lead and be the more dominant one when he's needy enough

This precious man gets hardest for you when being topped. straddled and bounced on while he watches your pretty face, free to let his hands roam you. There's something so erotic for this unconfident dude that someone is attracted enough to want to do this to him, on him.. with him. That you are so horny that you want to ride him??? Just does something for his self-esteem and he's grateful

Despite this being his favorite sexual act, don't fret.. Our lover is very playful. And very blunt. Once he's comfortable with you, that is

He isn't very.. verbally dominate, but his actions and gaze can be demanding. Let's say you're getting something from the top shelf and stretching while you two are alone in the kitchen, he sees your hips.. If the mood strikes him, he'd come up behind you and grab your hips, huskily proposition you and ask "I want you.. Can we go somewhere?"

NOW - THAT's WHEN HE IS BRUNO. This man is an actor, remember.. that 10000% extends to the bedroom

Hernando? A straight freak. Will prop you on your hands and knees and demand you look back at him and moan the whole time, or he stops. FREAK.

Jorge? Man will take a shower with you, then hand your head off the bed for a nice consensual face fuck. But don't worry yall he's generous, he'll eat you for DAYS afterwards.

Julio Voltaire, King of the Pirates? Well, you didn't need to walk the next day anyways, right? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯😵‍💫

But Bruno.. Sweet, passionate Bruno is a giver in all his forms.

He overthinks his movements, studies you deeply. He's a fast learner and a good read (He's read/written quite some filthy literature in his day). He likes you to speak to him, tell him what you want, tell him how to please you.

Though he loves your blissful faces of pleasure, our boy isn't the greatest at reading facial expressions so communication is encourage. Lots of, "Tell me how to please you, amor.." "What do you want?" "How do you want it, little minx..?"🥵

I know it makes 0% and there's no reason for it, but I think as a fandom we all agree that his eyes glow when turned on.

He sees you drying your body after a bath HORNY

He watches you undress HORNY FLASHLIGHTS

You're spooning him in bed and you rub your ass a little too close to his cock? HORNY

It's become such an exciting little signal that you're body reacts and you start dripping immediately

I feel like he would say your name a lot in the sack. there is just something so raw and sensual about groaning someones name when you cum.

Shivers everytime you use his name in bed.

When he's first gaining sexual confidence he gets overwhelmed easily, and avoids direct eye contact. Almost fainting at the idea of direct eye contact.. but as the love affairs grows more passion and his love for you is solidified.. EYECONTACTEYEConTACteyeCONTACTeyecontact!!!!👀🥺

He loves it. Intimacy in the bedroom is very important to bruno. Which is why unless he's in character (Almost masking/shifting from himself in a fun way) he needs to feel connected to you, he needs to know that this is more than just sex, but an act of love. A form of craved affection, heart to heart ٩(⊙‿⊙)۶

Is 1000% the man to whisper "I love you.. I love you so much..." breathlessly after a good romp. the endorphins are going and he is mesmerized

Man is hairy, uncircumsized and a think king 🍆💚

#yall when was the last time I did headcanons omg Encanto really cured my depression and made me love writing again #thank you stupid little rat man #hollyspeaks #encanto #Bruno madrigal #18+ #nsft #minors dni #bruno madrigal #bruno madrigal smut #bruno madrigal x reader

[thebiggestnope]

Fic Masterlist

Good Omens

Aziraphale's First Orgasm (Multi-chapter fic and current all-consuming brainrot. NSFW.)

Encanto

The Training of Bruno Madrigal (<- This is the main multi-chapter fic. NSFW.)

The Training of Bruno Madrigal Shorts/Oneshots (Standalone scenes that take place in the same universe as the main fic)

Bruno the Music Fan (short) - Adriana nudges Bruno to flirt with his favorite singer. Adriana’s POV. SFW.

Period Sex (short) - Bruno takes care of Adriana. Bruno’s POV. NSFW. CW: Very gentle dom!Bruno, vaginal fingering, menstruation

Touch Yourself for Me (short) - Adriana asks Bruno to put on a show for her. Bruno’s POV. NSFW. CW: Male masturbation, oral sex.

Bruno's New Underpants (short) - Bruno shows off his tight new briefs for Adriana. Adriana's POV. NSFW. CW: sub!Bruno, femdom, exhibitionism

Out of His Mind with Need (short) - Adriana binds up Bruno in a sleep slack and edges him until he has an out-of-body experience. NSFW. CW: sub!Bruno, bound and gagged Bruno, face obstruction, edging, orgasm control, orgasm denial, praise kink.

Arcilla AU

Collab with @rinnysega

Meet Owsaldo (Ozzy) and Ms. Colombia (short) - Get to know this fashionable, sweet man and his pet macaw. They both just arrived as refugees to the encanto. SFW.

In the Sashes (short) - Ozzy and Gus make love. NSFW. Link includes NSFW illustration. CW: anal sex

Stuck In Bed All Day (short). - Ozzy throws his back out building a wall for Gus's garden and Gus fusses over him. SFW. CW: Mentions of back pain.

Facepainting (short). - Gus, skilled painter that he is, paints Ozzy's face for a festival. SFW.

Gus and Ozzy Go to the Library. (short) - Gus finds a salacious book and nudges Ozzy to read it. SFW but with spicy elements. CW: Mentions of flogging, description of an erotic illustration.

Cologne (pair of shorts) - Gus and Ozzy think of each other dreamily after a date. One was written by @rinnysega, and one was written by me. SFW.

Dirt Stew (short) - Ozzy tells his sister and niece about his date with Gus. SFW.

Making Love (short) More lovemaking. NSFW. Link includes NSFW illustration. CW: Anal sex.

Bruno x Reader

Bruno Doms You in a Church (short) - The title says it all. AFAB reader. NSFW. CW: dom!Bruno, rough sex, blasphemy/religious kink, some overtones of CNC

The Coming Storm - Bruno in the omegaverse. AMAB reader. NSFW. CW: a/b/o dynamics, mating cycles/in heat, penetrative sex, multiple male orgasms

Summer Camp AU

(Not all OCs are my own. Their creators are tagged in works.)

The Boathouse (short) - Bruno, Paola, and Hernando get up to some mischief. NSFW. CW: MMF threesome

Bunkbeds After Dark (short) - Fellas, is it gay to jerk off with your bunkmate? NSFW. CW: Male masturbation

Miscellaneous

(OCs not my own)

Prophetic Hijinks Bruno Has a Breeding Kink - (short). Bruno and Elena of the Prophetic Hijinks comics explore Bruno's nascent breeding kink. NSFW. CW: Breeding kink, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering.

Our Flag Means Death

The Room Upstairs - Frenchie x F!Reader. Frenchie gets handcuffed and gently spanked. NSFW. CW: bondage, spanking, hand job.

#fic masterlist #bruno madrigal smut #bruno smut #encanto smut

[sanjitiques]

content: sub!bruno, dom!reader, no pronouns are used for reader, reader has a cock, handjob, twt porn link. that’s it i think.

touching bruno justtt like this… yes

silently watching him whimper and moan, biting his knuckles with a hot flush spread across his face. ears burning from the lewd shlcks! haunting his room, spurring him to mewl out more pleads. sweat beads at his bronze skin, reminding him of the scrunched up ruana that failed to escape your frenzy of bites and licks to his swollen nipples.

your hands tug at his abused cock, watching his tip spurt copious amounts of precum. the slide is so slick and wet you have to tighten your hold on him, causing him to piston his hips into the heavenly drag of your fists.

“ O-Oh— ¡Dios mío!” Bruno yelps out profanities in his mother tongue, hands flying from his mouth to his nipples. pinching, pulling, rolling at his puffy nubs. his thrusts become more erratic and sloppy, a warning of his oncoming climax.

his head falls back onto the pillow below him, brown and scattered grey curls splayed out like a halo. “ m gonna c-cum!” his back arches off the bed, hips going still while your fists continue their assault on his cock. Bruno’s balls pull tight against him while he lets out a almost pornographic moan.

face streaked with pleasured tears bruno moans your name on his tongue, still unconsciously rolling his hips up to meet your stilled fist. shocks of overstimulation causing him to hic and twitch until he finally stops his pleasureful session.

he looks so beautiful and fucked out, drool trailing down his stubble, bit marks leading from his neck to his chest, hair left in a frenzy from heated kisses. so yummy you just want to fuck him yourself.

“mi amor..” Bruno croaks out in a strained voice, “ if you keep looking at me like that..it’s gonna go up again..” he covers his face with his hands in embarrassment.

shuffling can be heard from behind his hands then he feels a sudden weight on his chest. removing his hands he looks up to see you hovering above him. confusion laces his features but before he could ask what you were doing he felt something heavy on his face.

your cock slaps against his cheek, meaty n heavy in all it’s glory. Bruno let’s out hot puffs of air onto your shaft, tongue itching to reach out and get a taste. hot veins run along the side, curving upward towards your mushroom tip. he feels his mouth water at the sight before him, whimpers already making its way up his throat.

a perverted grin stretches across your face, clouded eyes watches his tongue slowly wet his lips in anticipation. you grab your dick and tap it against his cheek a few times, knowing his is already twitching back to life behind you.

“suck it well and i’ll fuck you till you cant use that pretty brain of yours, kay?”

#he’s so sweet i love bruno i want to marry him and ruin him #dom!reader #sub!bruno #sub!bruno madrigal #bruno madrigal #bruno madrigal x reader #bruno madrigal x reader smut #bruno madrigal smut #encanto x reader #encanto x reader smut #sub bruno madrigal #dom reader

[im-not-a-lady-imma-a-queen]

Can we just agree that Bruno brings the soft dom in us all?

#encanto #bruno madrigal #smut #sub bruno madrigal

[provokedgoalie]

I’m BEGGING you for more perv!bruno. I’m on my knees here man

I'm thinking about it 😳👉🏽👈🏽 kinda wanna watch encanto again (as if I haven't watched it so many times already) for ideas~ but yeah the thought of perv!bruno (or even dark!bruno) is so delicious. Might write something later or some other time!

#asks #bruno madrigal #krissy-fallen #i honestly didn't really think too much of him the first time i watched encanto #like he was a fave of mine and i thought he was endearing #but now after another rewatch? I'm kinda obsessed.. #like i have done thoughts 👀 #also i 100% think he can be a switch now #sub leaning tho

[daincrediblegg]

Ur galaxy brained with calling bruno daddy while domming him. My inner top is going AAAGGGH, just fucking him and asking, do u like that, daddy? (Or papí, rather lmao), I know all the blood with just go to his dick, I just know

Lmao thank you bc I know I'm right. My horny third eye wide the fuck open on this one. I mean that's exactly it that's exactly the energy like??? If you call him Papi just in a jokey kinda flirty way he's no thoughts head empty all the blood has gone to his dick and his cheeks bc he can't handle it. Praising him while you're riding him like "Papi you feel so good!"??? Full body shivers. Many many hot dick pulses/twitches. Absolutely a whimpering mess. The real nail in the coffin tho? "It's ok Papi, you can cum inside me. I want to feel all of you." He sees stars. Drooling. Eyes rolling into the back of his head. Full Ahegao all the way. Aftercare the poor guy accordingly. And don't forget to tell him "Te quiero mucho, papi" to feel him blush and snuggle into you even tighter before you fall asleep! Thank you for coming to my ted talk.

#bruno madrigal #bruno madrigal x reader #encanto #nsft #egg's smut #this top energy is so delicious dude thank you you fucking GET it #I believe in sub daddy supremacy and my god is it so goddamn good with Bruno more than anyone I've ever lusted after

[bostoniangirl85]

Y’all.

Watch the clip of Bruno summoning a vision with Mirabel in Antonio’s room, but with the X-Men First Class sub lift theme playing. 

It’s awesome. AWESOME.

Don’t get me wrong. I LOVE the Encanto soundtrack but started playing with this and it’s just so freaking cool.  :D

#encanto #bruno madrigal #x-men sub lift #try this #you might wanna hang on #bruno's powers

[mytheoristavenue]

Encanto Bruno Madrigal 🍋 Headcanons

Warning: Sexual content involving Bruno Madrigal from Disney’s Encanto

- Praise. Bruno has never been very confident in himself. His entire life has been built up on the foundation of not being good enough, and walking on eggshells to ensure that whoever he told about a vision took the news well. It’s no suprise that he needs more reassurence, esspecially after living in the walls for a decade. Any form of compliment or praise sends him on a high. It could be anything from his appearence to his performance, anything nice you say to Bruno, in or out of the bedroom makes him absolutely melt.

“Oh, Bruno, that feels perfect, you’re doing amazing.”

“You look so lovely from thins angle, Bruno.”

- Massages. Bruno is not as young as he used to be, well into his early fifties, so his mobility isn’t perfect, especially not after having lived in the cramped room behind the kitchen, and navigating the space between the walls all this time. Because of this, Bruno has developed arthritis in his joints, particularly in his back, neck, and knees. To easy this, you always give him legnthy deep tissue massages with warm oils. Your private times with Bruno were meant to be relaxing and rejuvinating, a time where you both could recouporate from the day, and you never missed an oppertunity to spoil him.

“Ah, (Y/N), that feels great. My shoulders have been so sore.”

“Of course, Mi Amour. I noticed you’ve been slouching more than usual, maybe that’s why?”

- Slow and Gentle. Bruno is ovbiously a very timid man, and he’s no different in bed. He’s always so high strung, trying to ensure that nothing he does brings him anymore bad luck than he already has, so he’s always very cautious when he is intimate with you. You always reassure him that nothing he could do in this moment could change the amount of passion you held for him, and in the back of his mind, he knew that, but it always made him feel more at heast when he was allowed to take his time. No matter what the current task was, whether it be pleasuring you orally, massaging your private bits, or penetrative sex, Bruno is going nowhere fast, and that sits just fine with you.

“Bella, just lay back and let me care for you.”

- Mutual. Anyhting you do to Bruno, he is doing back, and most of the time, he did it first. With oral pleassure, he always puts you first, and the massages he recieves always begin with him giving you a long, tender footrub. Bruno also loves mutual masterbation. It doesn’t matter if you’re touching eachother, or just tending to yourselves together, nothing makes him feel more comfortable than being able to let a kiss follow through to an orgasm with little effort. It’s lazy, but that’s how you both like it.

“Oh, Bruno, Carino, please let me finish you off.”

“Ah, Mi Vida, you spoil me. Now, come closer so I can reach you.”

- Love. Bruno, even before having met you, has never liked the idea of sex without feeling. He perfers to call your intimacy ‘love’, rather than anything else. He feels it’s more romantic, and it reminds him that you both how madly in love you are. He also doesn’t care for swearing, but he will in the heat of the moment. Rarely does he refer to sex as ‘fucking’, but when he does, it’s few and far between. Other than ‘love’ or ‘sex’, ‘fuck’ is the only other word he uses.

“Carino, I’ve waited all day to make sweet love to you, please fulfil my desire?”

“God, Bella, f-fuck, fuck, fuuuck....”

- Switch with a sub lean. Bruno’s roll preference is directly related to how confident he’s feeling that day. Rarely is he feeling  himself enough to pin you down, so he loves that you don’t mind taking the lead. He’s never bothered to submit to you, his favorite angle of you is from below, watching you ride him like a cowgirl, hair flying and breasts bouncing. To Bruno, you look like an angel on Earth. Ocassionally, however, he does get a burst of energy, and takes control of you. He’s always nervous, but with a little encouragement, he does very well as a dom.

-Whiny. Bruno’s voice in itself is on high higher end of the scale, and this, combined with his timid personality always results in a wonderful chorous of pleasured whining. Just like stated before, he doesn’t swear much, but when he does, it’s delivered through a a sting of unrelated words and breathy whines

“*Huff* shit... *huff* shit... ah fuck, *huff* goddamint...”

“Ahhh, Mi Cielo, damnit, I love you so much.”

#bruno headcanons #bruno madrigal #bruno encanto #bruno x #bruno #bruno x y/n #encanto #encanto x reader #bruno madrigal x reader #smut #encatno smut #bruno madrigal lemon

[vampdes]

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ; Bruno Madrigal x M/GN/NB reader!

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 ; god, don't you just love him? his purity blows your mind. he's such a doll for you to toy with, a doll just for you to enjoy.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ; SLIGHT smut, you/your used to describe reader when speaking, bruno being a sub top/bottom

𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀 ; AHHHHHHHH i absolutely love this, i was working on my most recent request 'nd i had this idea so i present this idea to you cause i can. no au this time. BRUNO IS A GROWN MAN, REMEBER THAT. Female aligned (IN ANYWAY) DNI.

'' DO YOU. . . LOVE ME?'' Bruno Madrigal questioned; his face flushed a soft pink and his green eyes flourishing with curiosity. He fiddled with his fingers, picking at the soft, delicate skin. Taking your eyes off the book for a moment, your eyes met with the male that sat across from you. His eyes were straightened on the floor, not daring to meet your eye. The silence was deafening, crushing down his hopes every single moment. Uncrossing your legs, closing your book with a sharp snap, you walked over to him, and sat next to him.

'' Bruno,'' Your angelic voice filled his ears, and yet he still didn't dare to look up into your beautiful [E. Color] eyes. '' look at me, please?'' Lifting his chin and turning his face, he looked at you and you peered at him. '' ...'' He stayed silent, not ready to face the consequences of his own voice. Laughing a little, you moved closer to him and pulled his hands into your own grasp. '' . . .Bruno, my darling, I love you so much.'' And with that, your lips met with his.

The soft, pure feeling of his lips was gratifying. His heart was beating in his ears, his face flushed dark red and his hands trembling in your hold. His eyes squeezed shut as he enjoyed the ecstasy he was feeling. Moving away from him, you bought a hand to his face and sighed. '' You're so pretty, baby. So, so pretty.'' His breath hitched, it seemed like his breath was stuck in his chest. This very moment in time, this moment in history, was one he'd never forget.

'' K-Kiss me, again, please.'' The stammered sentence left his mouth, and, in an instant, his lips met with your again. He whimpered into the kiss, sending stimulation in your system. '' Nngh..!'' His hands gripped on your shirt, moans and whimpers floating from his mouth like melody, the stimulation he was feeling, just from your tasteful lips, was overbearing for his trembling body. His pants felt tight around his lower waist, his cock feeling trapped in his pants. Noticing this, a smirk came upon your face. '' Sweetheart, would you like some. . . help with that?'' He confusingly looking down, seeing the imprint of his cock showing deviously. He covered his mouth with his hand, he slightly nodded. Snaking your hand near his pants, palming his overbearing erection. '' Yes or no, darling? I can just go back to reading my book, if you'd like.'' He shook his head quickly, wanting, no, begging for you to help him. '' Say what you want, baby. Or else, I can't understand you.''

He removed his hand from his lips, looking down and squeezing his eyes shut. '' Pl-Please help me, please, [Name]..'' Becoming centimeters away from his face, his eyes connected with you, '' Of course, my dear.''

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