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Naoko's fanfics masterlist

Hello! It's Naoko! I'm french and I'm writing fanfictions for years. I actually started as a teen after discovering anime and paused it in a really long time. I continued to write some OS for my best friend with our OCs though because she's my number 1 fan (we even met like that).

I figured I should do a masterlist of my works! A masterlist divided in three parts : those in french, those in english, and drabbles/ficlets that I post of Tumblr. Those parts are divided in subparts with the fandoms.

I then divided my ficlet/drabble as "old format" vs "new format" because at some point I discovered it was generally better to include the replies in the paragraphs. And I decided to change Bruno's fangirl format to this one so now it only concerns my drabbles and ficlets.

Just know that I'll spare you my cringe fics!

Fics in english:

Encanto

Bruno's fangirl (Bruno madrigal x fem!reader/OC) (Reader has a name and I don't use you) - Completed and rated G

fluff / humor / light angst / no smut / Isekai

While Mirabel is in a bad posture, because of Dolores starting to spread the information about her finding Bruno's vision, her cousin hears someone entering the house. Gone to check who it is, Mirabel discovers a woman wearing strange clothes she saw earlier at the town.

And that woman seems to be interested by Bruno.

The Marvelous Mayhem of the Madrigals Minds - Ongoing and rated G

Fluff & Angst / attempt at humor / no smut or incest / Original female character of color / Therapy

When a therapist meets the Madrigal family and gives up her vacation to help them feel better.

Mirabel into the Brunoverse - Completed, rated M

Halloween fic/injury/corpse/violence/Mourning/Guilt/Blood

A door suddenly appeared inside Casita, letting some alternate versions of Bruno enter the house, all immediately renamed by the family. But it also permitted a more villainous one to enter, named Evil Bruno. To beat him they must find the Great Alejandra, the amazing founder of the Encanto in most worlds.

Drabbles/Ficlets (under 2000 words) (On tumblr and on Ao3):

Encanto

Old format

He is Bruno? (Bruno x Fem!reader) (Use of y/n and you)

501 words

Fluff

Y/N notices a cute man on the site for the rebuilding of Casita she never saw before. It can't be Bruno Madrigal, can it?

The shoulder (Bruno x fem!reader) (no use of y/n but use of you)

1105 words

Fluff

You're a librarian where Bruno often comes to. You always felt something for him but was able to contain yourself. Until he shows up with a slipping off ruana...

OK Bruno is a woman now (fem!Bruno x bi fem!reader) (no use of y/n but use of you)

1135 words

fluff

While going to Casita you discover that Bruno changed into a woman.

Bruno and El Ratoncito Pérez

1017 words

Fluff

During dinner, Antonio is upset because of other children laughing to him for keeping believing in El Ratoncito Pérez. Bruno does his best to preserve his faith.

Duérmete mi niño

406 words

Fluff

Antonio can't sleep. It's up to Mirabel then to help him with a lullaby.

Julieta can't heal

607 words

Fluff with angst

Julieta Madrigal is the healer of the town, the one we can count on when we’re hurt or sick. But this time she can’t heal a teen’s broken arm.

Meeting Evil!Bruno - (Bruno x fem!reader/Bruno x OC) Extra for Bruno's fangirl

1084 words

Angst and fluff

Perlita meets someone unexpected in her sleep.

A very Madrigal birthday - (Bruno x fem!reader)

1140 words

Fluff

It is your birthday today. Time to celebrate with your boyfriend and his family!

Bonding with the milkman over anxiety - (Bruno x GN!Reader)

1129 words

humor/light angst/fluff/milkman AU

Bruno was a milkman in Colombia looking to bond with someone. He was starting to desperate when he met you during his delivery.

New format

Isabela is born

8121 words

Fluff/light angst

On that day of August 7, Julieta Madrigal gave birth to the very first Madrigal grandchild, Isabela. Here is the story of how everyone was so excited and hopeful for what will be the golden child.

Dolores is born

1362 words

Fluff/Angst (at least I tried)

A hurricane is ravaging the Encanto, but Félix is the happiest he could ever be! He's now the dad of the prettiest little girl he ever saw! What could ever upset him?

Sushi time at the campsite - (Bruno x fem!reader/Bruno x OC) extra for Bruno's fangirl

978 words

Fluff

One day at the campsite, Perlita decided it’s time for the Madrigals to discover Sushi.

The Madrigals' vendetta

657 words

Blood and violence

Julieta discovers Bruno dead in his vision cave, killed by a townsperson. Thus, the entire family decides to apply their revenge on the townspeople.

Encantober ficlets and drabbles list

So I decided to participate to the Encantober 2022 and I wrote some prompts!

Crossovers

Old format

The seer meets the flower (Tangled/Encanto Crossover)

946 words

No warning, platonic.

Bruno wakes up in a room with a headache. But he’s not alone.

New format

The Madrigal sisters (an inspired Hocus Pocus fic)

Luisa, Mirabel, Camilo and Antonio décided to reunited in a shed to tell scary stories. Mirabel decided to talk about The Madrigal sister's.

Fics in french:

Encanto

La fangirl de Bruno (Bruno madrigal x fem!reader/OC) (La lectrice a un nom et je n'utilise pas de vous/tu) - En cours

fluff / humour / léger angst / pas de smut / Isekai

Alors que Mirabel est en mauvaise situation à cause de Dolores qui commence à propager l'information qu'elle a trouvé la vision de Bruno, sa cousine entends une personne entrer. En allant voir Mirabel y découvre une femme habillée étrangement qu'elle a vu plus tôt au village.

Et cette femme semble très intéressée par Bruno.

Haikyû

Pas si simple (Kageyama Tobio x Hinata Shoyo) - Terminé en 3 chapitres

Fluff / pas de smut / yaoi

D'abord rivaux, puis amis, Kageyama et Hinata préparaient le tournoi départemental de Volley lorsque Nishinoya et Asahi demandèrent à voir toute l'équipe. Ils avaient quelque chose à révéler. Cette révélation va amener Kageyama à réfléchir à sa relation avec Hinata. Pourrait-il être homosexuel ?

My little Pony

A cheval sur ses principes (On wattpad) - OS

Humour / Isekai

Alex déteste My Little Pony. Vraiment, cette série et le fandom qui s'est développé autour la dégoûtent, surtout le fandom. Mais quand elle rencontre une sorcière qui l'envoie dans le monde de My Little Pony tout change et elle doit trouver le moyen de retrouver sa vie normale. En plus elle ose avoir été transformée en poney ! Ou pas... Mais qu'est-elle devenue ?

#bruno madrigal centric #fanfic masterlist #naoko fics #naoko-world #hurt/comfort #light angst #bruno x reader #TW injury #TW horror themes #Bruno x femme reader #genderbend #evil!bruno #tw character death #tangled cross over #fics in French

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brunofanfiction · 1 year

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💚Good Brother Bruno 💚

Masterlist (Pt.1)

💚A slip of the Mask

By @madrigaljail

“After the death of the Miracle, Julieta realizes she is angry. Her brother makes an easy - but also very complicated - target for that emotion.” #hurt/comfort

💚Take my Hand

“Bruno finds his siter crying in the kitchen and is forced to be the big brother for his Julieta.”#fluff

💚 3 AM Adventures

“Pepa has a nightmare and goes to Julieta's room after she floods her bed. When she won't listen to Julieta, they go talk to the one person who could convince her of the truth...” #fluff

💚Sympathy Pain

“Bruno understands how difficult that time of the month can be, much to Mirabel's dismay. Julieta isn't exactly helping matters by letting him talk.” #fluff #hasfanart

💚Annoying, Tiny Brothers

“Bruno told Pepa he’s not as tiny as she makes him out to be. Pepa took that personally.” #humour #fluff

#bruno madrigal #julieta madrigal #pepa madrigal #mirabel madrigal #encanto #bruno madrigal fanfiction #bruno madrigal centric #triplet bonding #good brother Bruno #fluff #hurt/comfort #has fanart #masterlist

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brunofanfiction · 1 year

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Art for chapter two of A Prophet In His Own Land by @madrigaljail

Full, uncensored images under the cut! content warnings: blood, violence, ‘vague death-seeking behavior‘

Keep reading

#madrigaljail #el brujo loco

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brunofanfiction · 1 year

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Seda's Encanto Fic List

The Madrigal In-Laws Series, aka the one with all of the OCs, lore, and el brujo loco. Info-dump post for that is here.

First Impressions of a Miracle - Agustín and his hapless parents - Philipe and Helena - stumble into a miracle, and are absolutely not prepared.

Better Tomorrows - Forty-ish years of a miracle through the eyes of Félix's uncle Roberto, aka the Encanto's emotional cornerstone.

(Mis)calculations - Doña Mercedes Guzmán, Mariano's abuela, has so many judgey opinions about so, so many people. Especially those absurd, pretentious Madrigals.

Final Reflections On A Miracle - On her deathbed, Agustín's mother thinks back on her life since arriving in the Encanto, and wonders exactly who the miracle is for.

A Prophet In His Own Land - WIP. The Big Bruno Fic, in which he keeps trying and mostly failing to find his place within both his family and his community.

Talk of the Town - WIP. Pepa's nerves are shot while she's pregnant with Antonio. This gives the rest of the kids a reason to make themselves scarce from Casita, spend time with their other families, and dig up dirt on their parents, Abuela, and that guy they can't talk about. Shenanigans ensue.

Apocrypha - post-canon stories also set in the In-Laws 'verse; so far the theme for these is ✨GAY✨

the same boy you've always known - WIP. Thirty years after leaving the Encanto, Padre José Guzmán returns with a new batch of refugees, a ton of emotional baggage, and a rekindled attraction to Bruno. Meanwhile, Bruno has a midlife crisis. The slashy romcom no one asked for but everyone needs.

Pollination - Isabela has a meet-cute Roberta "Bubo" Marquez, aka me spreading genderflip Bubo/Isa propaganda.

Other Stuff - one-shots, collections, and other AUs

a slip of the mask - After the death of the Miracle, Julieta realizes she is angry. Her brother makes an easy - but also very complicated - target for that emotion.

A Star Is (Re)Born - Modern Celebrity AU. Everyone in the Madrigal family is famous, but historically Bruno has been notorious for all the wrong reasons. When a chance to revitalize his career presents itself, Mirabel encourages him to take it.

A Butterfly Flaps its Wings - WIP? My Encantober drabbles and ficlets.

Gently - Five times Bruno got squeezed too hard...and one time he didn't mind it.

#madrigaljail #master list

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brunofanfiction · 1 year

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✨Bruno Sick!fic ✨

Master List (Pt.1)

✨Seen with the Eyes, Felt with the Heart

By @breannasfluff

”Bruno is sick. It’s something Julieta can’t heal, a harm stemming from inside himself rather than a simple cold.~”

(One of my fave fics to be honest. It’s got young Mirabel being such a sweetie. Tooth rotting kinda stuff.) #fluff #hurt/comfort #hasfanart

✨Mold in the Wreckage

“Bruno is out of the walls. That doesn’t mean the effects of years of essentially poisoning himself will just go away.~” #hurt/comfort #angst

CW: vomiting

✨Beyond the Walls

“Set after Antonio’s ceremony, Mirabel discovers a sick and feverish Bruno living in the walls of Casita.” #angst #hurt/comfort

CW: starvation, S*lf-harm

✨How are you feeling, hermano?

“Bruno is sick, Julieta comes to care for him.”

#shortfic #fluff #hasfanart

✨A fainting Vision

“Bruno is out of the walls and back with his family. A week in and he gets sick. During a family breakfast he had a vision and sees something that will cause a disaster,~ #hurt/comfort #angst

Fic contains CWs

✨Time heals all Wounds (But they Still Scar)

By @pinkespots

“When Bruno (or any of the Madrigals) get sick their gifts go all wonky, some have an easier time than others. Bruno has to deal with his time powers screwing up and letting his family help him get better.” #fluff #hurt/comfort

This Fic is part of the ‘Bruno has DID’ AU

CW: Childhood trauma

#Bruno madrigal fanfiction #bruno fanfic #sick!fic #angst #hurt/comfort #tw: starvation #Bruno has DID #CW vomit #tw: sh mention #CW:childhood trauma #has fanart #baby mirabel #mirabel madrigal #masterlist

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brunofanfiction · 1 year

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🥺 Best Tío: Bruno! 🥺

Master List (Pt.1)

🥺 A Madrigal gets Sick

“Mirabel finds out Antonio is sick and informs the family, unfortunately for them the rest of the family is stuck at the town with a storm hitting~” #fluff #sickfic

🥺Hide and Seek

“Bruno plays hide and seek with Camilo. Well, maybe it’s just the two of them hiding together from Pepa and la Abuela.” #fluff #hurt/comfort

🥺Petting Zoo

By @metaphoricaltigers

“Antonio, Luisa and Bruno go to a petting zoo and Bruno talks about his mental health.~” #fluff #BrunohasOCD #AutisticBruno

🥺 Daisy Chains

“On a sunny afternoon Julieta and Pepa take their one year old daughter’s (Isabela and Dolores) to the garden for a picnic along with Bruno. When Julieta and Pepa head inside for a bit, Bruno is left to look after his nieces.~” #fluff #itsjustfluff

🥺Duerme Bien

By @waitingonavision

“Listen to the six-year-old. Antonio has the only right idea. ~A sleep pile with Bruno and his niblings. This is the result.” #fluff #toothrotting #Brunospancita

🥺Healing Takes Time (you’ll get there in the end)

By @impossiblefangirl0632

“One day you’re going to look up and realize that things are starting to get better, that you’ll be okay. Today is that day.” #fluff #healing #hurt/comfort

🥺Little Gestures

By @sokkas-first-fangirl

“Mirabel noticed Bruno tended to pat them on the head (especially when he couldn’t handle a full hug) and, as he did, deja vu always hit. He must have done the same thing ten years ago.~” #fluff #toothrotting

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brunofanfiction · 1 year

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All Along [The Casita]

Summary: Just one of the days of the life in the walls of Casita...with a twist.

Category: Genfic, Pre-movie

Warnings: Angst, Abuela being an ass

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10 years.

It had been almost 10 years living alone in the walls of Casita. And despite being housed in a magical paradise, the years weren't kind.

The bags under his eyes had grown deeper and darker, his hair growing more and more unkempt, his eyes losing the light they once held.

And yet no one knew.

Or at least he thought.

Just like every other day, he lay haphazardly across the crumbling recliner catching some much needed z's. An annoying crack of sunlight shone through a gap in the boards, disturbing his slumber. Bruno groaned and buried his face into the old fabric of the chair. It was too early. But yet again, time was only an illusion.

A rat scampered up from the floor, giving a small squeak once it reached Bruno's sleeping form. Not receiving a response, it lightly nudged the side of his face and earned mumbled gibberish in response. It tried again, harder this time. Bruno turned his head, eyes squinting in the bright morning light. The small mammal motioned its head to the boarded mural from where the sun had been peeking in.

Bruno slowly blinked, trying to process the nonverbal cue. To reinforce the rat's message, a soft clatter of porcelain dishes could be heard beyond the walls. Bruno's stomach grumbled in anticipation.

He slowly sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, sending the rat back to the floor. Too tired to notice, he swung his feet to stand and sent the poor thing flying across the room. He opened his eyes widely upon realizing his clumsy mistake. Bruno's eyes shot to his small companion and he carefully made his way over to the other side of the room. With extra caution, he picked up the dazed rat.

"Oh mi dulce Rosalita, ¿estás bien? Lo siento mi cariño. I'm so damn clumsy." Bruno said softly.

Rosalita blinked and wiggled her nose before giving a small squeak in response. Bruno sighed in relief.

"What on earth was that clatter? I heard that all the way from my room, Juli. Everything okay?"

Bruno froze. Of course he had to give himself away to his family, again. It's not like this hadn't happened before. It's bound to happen in a quiet community when you live inside the guts of your house, literally. But over the years, he had grown to be more careful. Especially after he had almost been caught a few times. He was lucky there always seemed to be a distraction right after to cover him up.

"I have no idea. Maybe some kids rough housing nearby?" He heard Julieta reply.

Bruno peered through the gap in the boards, giving him a small glance into casita’s kitchen. Julieta was just finishing up breakfast, as she did every morning. It was Agustín who had come to check in on her. He made a face and shrugged, seeming to agree with Julieta's explanation. It was a quiet enough town, so it wasn’t illogical.

“Everybody almost ready?” She asked, beginning to clean up.

“I think so,” Agustín said. “I can check though if you’d like.”

“Would you, cariño? That would be great.” Julieta said.

“Sure, no problema amor.” Agustín replied.

As he left to check on the others, Mirabel came rushing into the room towards the family plates.

“Good morning Mira, sleep well?” Julieta asked.

“Sí, a little too well. Lo siento, mamá. I guess I slept in.” Mirabel said.

“It’s quite alright, everyone needs it every once in a while. I would take care of setting the table if needed.” Julieta said.

“No má it’s fine, really. I have to help somehow..”

Bruno looked on with a heavy heart. The whole reason he had left in the first place was to make Mirabel’s life easier. Even if it was a little bit. But even with his disappearance, he could see that it apparently wasn’t enough. Mirabel still felt pressure to live up to his mother’s impossible expectations, and still felt like she wasn’t enough. She was still the scapegoat, the one everyone blamed when things went wrong. The thing Bruno had been trying to prevent. It’s obvious his prophecy would have made things much worse, but he thought that his mother would have been at least a little more forgiving of her granddaughter. Apparently not.

Julieta’s voice brought him from his thoughts. “Did you happen to see how everyone else was doing upstairs?”

“Everyone’s pretty much ready. It’s just..” Mirabel scoffed. “Señorita princesa Isabela is hogging up the bathroom for some reason this morning. Can’t she just grow a waterfall or something to wash up? It’s not like everyone else needs to shower or anything.”

Shower.. ¡Mierda! He forgot to shower! And if he didn’t keep up with his rituals.. Well. He didn’t want to think about it. Bruno rushed to the small cracked basin at the other side of the room and quickly splashed water onto his raggedy face. He blindly reached for the soap and began scrubbing himself as quickly as he could manage, knowing he didn’t have much time before his family came down for breakfast. Even though he knew no one would see him or notice his presence, Abuela had always made it known how important it was to have a specific routine. And what the consequences were if you didn’t follow it.

Bruno Madrigal was a grown man. He washed his own clothes, he knew how to make a meal if he had to. But what Abuela said, you would follow. And if you didn’t? Well may God bless you. And even when Abuela was long gone, Bruno was sure the family would still be mindlessly following these habits. They just stuck with you.

As quick as Bruno had begun to bathe, he was already finished. And just in time for him to join his family at his usual place behind the mural. He made a sign of the cross as he sat down and bowed his head in prayer alongside his family. Everyone listened in silence to Abuela’s prayer, waiting in bated breath to dig into their meal. After a brief moment of silence, Abuela sat at the head of the table, signaling it was okay to begin eating.

For a few minutes, all that was heard throughout the dining area was the clanking of silverware and soft sounding of eating. One would think the absence of talking would be unsettling, but it was actually quite comforting for Bruno. It reminded him that words weren’t needed to bond, that the family was still there; without all the usual chaos. He himself had begun to dig into his half of the bunuelo, saving the other half for his small friends. He exhaled in amusement. He could already hear his sisters and his mother if they saw the sight before him. Rats nibbling away at leftovers, on the table. ..And Bruno eating scraps from the night before.

He frowned and looked back at the family through the openings in the mural before glancing back at his “meal”. His stomach growled from the lack of food, causing him to look down. Before his thoughts could spiral deeper, Mirabel’s voice brought him back to reality.

“Hey mami, is it okay if I help out again in the village today? Like I did the other day? I was hoping maybe-”

“Mirabel, you know Julieta needs to focus on helping the community. You should know better than to interrupt that.” Abuela interrupted, void of much emotion.

Mira’s face fell. “I know but, it worked last time! I promise I won’t get in the way-” She said.

Abuela held a hand up, interrupting her again. “That’s enough.”

Bruno helplessly looked on with a fiery, heavy heart. If he wasn’t such a coward, maybe right then and there he would break through the mural and tell his mother off right there. But just like when he left, he just watched in silence. He kicked himself hard in the shin and held back tears.

“Má.. leave Mira alone. She is free to help as much as she wants. She’s never in the way.” Julieta said, placing a hand on her daughter’s shoulders.

“But Juli, you mustn't be distracted-” Abuela began.

“I won’t be.” Julieta said firmly.

There was a brief, tense silence before Abuela sighed and resigned to Julieta’s request. It was a while before the usual chit-chat resumed at the table.

Bruno felt absolutely horrible. He was glad at least someone stood up for his sobrina, but maybe if he had been there… maybe if he lied ten years ago and took responsibility for the vision.. He couldn’t help but think that maybe things would be different. He punched his arm in both frustration and as a punishment of sorts.

Tu idiota estupido.. You really thought you leaving would make things better for your sobrina? Now look what you’ve done, you’ve made it wor-

“What is that noise? Did you all hear that?”

Bruno froze in place and smacked a hand over his mouth. He was muttering his thoughts out loud. Again. His heart hammered in his chest; he didn’t dare take another breath.

“Oh, it was Mariano. I think he’s at the door.” Dolores said.

Bruno slowly lowered his hand from his mouth and swiftly moved to the space in the mural boards, furrowing his eyebrows and squinting in the morning light. And sure enough, Dolores was going to the front door. No.. she wouldn’t-

But she didn’t stop there. She went outside and closed the door behind her. The family looked on in silence for a long moment before slowly resuming their previous conversations.

Bruno blinked. What just.. happened? Did that really happen?

After a few moments Dolores returned, silently closing the front door behind her before she came back into view. The family turned attentively in her presence.

“Is everything okay?” Julieta asked.

Dolores squeaked and nodded. “Sí, he just wanted to know when Isa would be available later. I let him know we will all be headed out al pueblo soon.”

“Perfecta!” Isabela said, excitedly standing up from her seat to hug Dolores. “Gracías prima!”

Isa stopped for a moment and recomposed herself, smoothing out her dress.

“I’ll take care of my plate, Abuela.” She said calmly, returning to the table.

“Thank you Isabela; much appreciated.” Abuela said, finishing up herself. “We have another big day ahead of us today, I want everyone downstairs and ready within a half an hour.”

A mixed chorus of “Yes abuela”’s and “Yes mamá”’s filled the dining room before everyone slowly trickled out one by one to clean their dishes. It wasn’t long before the only one remaining on the lowest floor of Casita was Dolores. She had been sitting timidly, playing with her leftover food. Once she finished chatting with Mira and made sure the coast was clear, she wordlessly turned to the family portrait.

Bruno receded into his ruana and inched backwards, as if she could see right through the painting. He again waited in bated breath. After a few tense moments, she broke the silence.

“You have to be more careful tío. I don’t know how long I can keep covering for you. I won’t be long before they.. you know.” She said quietly.

Bruno’s eyes widened at the realization. All this time, she knew. I mean, yes there was the food she brought to him occasionally, and she always had seemed to cover for him, but she never really said anything. Not until now. He just figured she thought he was lingering around somewhere or something, not that she knew he was still there, within the walls. His heart swelled, despite it hammering anxiously in his ribcage.

“And yes, I knew. Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me. Just be more careful? Please?” She answered quietly.

Bruno nodded before remembering she had super hearing, not x-ray vision. “Sí.”

She squeaked quietly before hurrying off to take care of her plate and catch up with the rest of the family. Bruno lingered for a moment before turning back to his cuartito. For the first time in a while, Bruno felt loved in his own four walls.

#dolores madrigal #mirabel madrigal #abuela madrigal #julieta madrigal #angst #Bruno lives in the walls #Beenie-beebo-writes

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brunofanfiction · 1 year

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It’s Time to Come Home

(After the scene at the river)

“Mirabel!” Bruno shouted after her as she ran off, throwing his hand into the air and himself off balance. “Whoa!” Then fell off and hit the ground with a thud.

Alma turned and looked down at her son. Although she was concerned for the fact that he just fell off a horse, she couldn’t stop herself from smiling.

“Ow, ow, ow…” He muttered as he clumsily picked himself up, rubbed his knee, dusted off his ruana and tried to get his damn sandal back on.

“Brunito, would you help me down please?” Alma asked gently.

The foreseer turned around and looked up at his mother with big, uncertain eyes. He swallowed, then timidly reached up and offered her his hand. She grasped it firmly, and as she slid down from the horses back, Bruno offered a second hand.

Still holding on tightly, Alma looked up at him, smiling with tears in her eyes. She could hardly believe who she was looking at. A face she hadn’t seen in ten years. A face she’d yearned to see again for ten… ten long years. “You were always such a gentleman. Thank you.”

Bruno could do little more than just stare. He was so… intensely confused. And did she just compliment him?

“Let me look at you.” She said and rose her hands up to hold his face, sending his eyes darting back and forth between them before looking back at her. Alma beamed with motherly warmth, and something that even looked like pride. “My boy. My sweet, precious boy.”

The fortune tellers parted lips closed and he swallowed, feeling a tight lump suddenly stuck in his throat. She was speaking to him the way she did when he was a child. The way she did before…

This was not at all what he was expecting. He had this whole speech prepared in his head. The whole time he was out there searching for Mirabel, that’s all he could think about. That he would have to confront Abuela. He would have to take the blame. No, even before that. Ten years he spent, thinking about what he would say if he ever stood up to her. He was ready. He was so ready.

And then she had to go and steal his thunder right out from under him.

His adrenaline was still going. There was a part of him that still wanted to say it. Say all the things he’d ever wanted to say. All the things he’d suppressed for so long.

“Have you been eating well?” She said, her loving tone becoming pained. “You look so thin, Mijo.”

But he couldn’t. He was stunned. The shock of his mother… mothering him. What in the Encanto did Mirabel do?

“I’m so sorry.” She said and lowered her hands, taking one of his and holding it lovingly in both of hers.

The words drifted foggily through Bruno’s ears as though his brain was struggling to process the fact that they were even being said.

Alma shook her head and lowered her eyes. “There are… so many things I want to say.” She looked back up at him, her tearful eyes and pained voice filling with cautious hope. “Please… Please tell me you’ve come home. Tell me you’re going to stay.”

He didn’t answer her right away, just stared with his breath caught in his throat. His eyes moved back and forth between hers and then began to blur.

“Bruno.” She said softly. “Say something, Mijo.”

The foreseers head dropped down. He couldn’t fight it any longer. “Mama…” He whimpered, his voice hoarse and small like a child’s. Tears began flooding down his face, and he was immediately embraced by Alma.

Bruno embraced her back, his fingers clinging to her black shawl as he sobbed into her shoulder.

Finally.

It was time to come home.

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I would like to believe Alma took that moment she and Bruno had alone to give him a proper apology. So I wrote this. Here, take it.

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#abuela madrigal #bruno madrigal #river scene #kogito-mojito

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🙌🏼 Viva la Pancita de Bruno 🙌🏼

Master List

🙌🏼 Pancita (Series)

By @waitingonavision

Series of 7 works delving into Bruno’s recovery physically and mentally.

“In which time passes, and Julieta notices that all her and the family’s efforts to get a malnourished Bruno healthy again have finally paid off.” #fluff #hurt/comfort #recovery

CW: malnutrition

🙌🏼Pancita Tales

By @glitternightingale

3 Fics about Bruno’s recovery weight gain

“A year after Casita’s revival, Pepa notices something different about her brother.” #recovery #fluff #Tripletbonding

🙌🏼 Reading Glasses

By @empty-cryptid

“Bruno cleans his reading glasses with his shirt. Julieta appreciates the confirmation that all her hard work has paid off.” #fluff #hurt/comfort

CW: malnutrition

🙌🏼 Reminisce

By @empty-cryptid

“A wineglass knocked over recalls a memory and reassurance from the smallest triplet.” #fluff #familybonding

🙌🏼KUGGIS and FESTLIGT (The Madrigals IKEA in Bogotá)

By @waitingonavision

“What you get when you when you cross a trip to IKEA in Bogotá, a BabyBjörn, a good Tío Bruno, a babbly baby Mirabel and a purposeful Julieta.” #babymirabel #fluff

#Bruno madrigal #viva la pancita de bruno #chubby Bruno madrigal #fluff #hurt/comfort #recovery #CW: malnutrition #CW: weight gain #healing #triplet bonding #Bruno madrigal fanfiction #baby mirabel #mirabel madrigal #julieta madrigal #pepa madrigal #masterlist

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brunofanfiction · 1 year

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Art for chapter two of A Prophet In His Own Land by @madrigaljail

Full, uncensored images under the cut! content warnings: blood, violence, ‘vague death-seeking behavior‘

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#bruno madrigal #Bruno madrigal centric #el brujo loco #has fanart #asexual Bruno madrigal #angst #character death #oc character death #bullying #character injury #CW:blood

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He’s looking down at a rat on the table, which has just dropped a slice of avocado on the painted plate. It’s licking his fingers while he affectionately strokes its back. Mirabel has never thought of rats as cute, but this one is, the way it seems to love him. Aww, it even brought him a present!

✨Encantober #9✨Present

A scene from @selcaby's story 'Artificial Shortages' (chapter 2) where life in the walls takes a heavy toll on Bruno.

#bruno madrigal #angst #hurt/comfort #tw: starvation #CW:sick character #Bruno madrigal needs a hug #Alt bruno being found fic #mirabel madrigal #Bruno madrigal centric #has fanart

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Encantober 21: Change

Art from @junosaccount! Thanks for collaborating!

“Hold still!” Pepa slaps Julieta’s shoulder, fortunately not with the hand holding a needle.

Out of the triplets, Julieta isn’t the one to be squeamish about blood and pain, yet here she is. 20 years old and piercing her ears in solidarity with her sister and brother.

Happy birthday to me. Then again, after enough liquor, everything sounds like a good idea.

“You gotta…hold still, Juli, you keep squirming away.” Pepa gestures at Bruno, who’s tentatively patting his earring. He leaves off and comes over to grab Julieta’s shoulders.

“Is that still clean?” she tries.

Pepa looks at her, then the needle. “I already disinfected your skin and stuck the needle in the candle flame.”

“Maybe you can disinfect the needle, too?”

“You’re stalling.” Still, Pepa follows her suggestion. “This is silly, your magic would heal any problems.”

She winces, despite the truth. “But it’s going to hurt!”

Pepa waves it away. “A few seconds of pain for a lifetime of earrings!” She puts the stopper in place behind Julieta’s ear. “Now hold still—”

Julieta faints, slumping in Bruno’s grasp.

When she comes to, her ears sting. “Ow—” food is shoved in her mouth and she automatically chews. The pain vanishes. “What happened?”

Pepa and Bruno sit on the floor next to her. Bruno looks suspiciously like he’s holding back laughter.

“You,” Pepa starts, “our gifted healer, who deals with injuries and blood every day, fainted before I even pierced your ears.”

Grimacing, Julieta raises a hand to her ears, feeling small hoops that weren’t there before. “You did it while I was out?” She turns a betrayed look on the two.

Bruno shrugs. “You held still like that and didn’t have to deal with the pain. See? It’s all over now.”

It’s true, her magic took away the pain before it could really sink in. She looks at her two siblings; Pepa’s got matching hoops and Bruno has a single one. “What’s Mamá going to say?”

Pepa passes her a bottle of liquor. “Who cares what she says! It’s our birthday! Let loose a little.”

Julieta never lets loose. As Bruno falls out of favor with Mamá, Julieta is being slid into his place and expected to be the responsible one. She touches her earrings one more time. “You're right! We’re young. Now give me that bottle.”

All three of them adjust their hairstyle the next day to show off the new additions. Pepa pulls her hair back in a braid and Julieta piles hers into a bun. Bruno’s hair is long enough to pull back into a ponytail, curls brushing the back of his neck. His earring flashes in the light, matching his sly grin.

“Just wait till Mamá sees,” he hisses at Pepa.

She elbows him and sticks her nose in the air. “Just go to breakfast, Brunito.”

Julieta follows them, sliding quietly into her chair at the table.

Mamá glances up, then back at her plate, then up again. “Hmm,” she says.

Bruno and Julieta share a look.

“Pepa, you have earrings.”

She nods, glaring at the small cloud that pops in over her head.

Mamá’s gaze slides down the table. “Julieta, you have earrings as well.”

“Yes, Mamá.” She rubs her spoon, uncomfortable with the attention.

“Care to explain?”

Pepa kicks her under the table, which Julieta takes as say something. “We decided to pierce our ears for our birthday. I made sure everything was clean, though, and my food of course healed them right away.

“Julieta fainted!” Bruno could never keep his mouth shut when he should. He grunts, likely because Pepa stomped on his foot.

Mamá’s frown is growing deeper adding wrinkles across her face. She turns her attention to Bruno. “And you didn’t stop—wait.” Squinting, she leans forward. “Are you wearing an earring…too?”

“Well…we were drinking and…” Bruno’s glee is rapidly draining.

“All three of you pierced your ears, on your own, under the influence of liquor?” Mamá stands, hands planted firmly on the table.

Bruno sinks into his seat and Julieta starts planning escape routes. “Ah—” he throws one more frantic look at his siblings. “Pepa made me do it?”

“Bruno!”

Pepa’s thunder accentuates the yell. Bruno bolts with Pepa in pursuit. Mamá watches them go and sighs, shaking her head. “Julieta, I expected better of you.”

“Yes, Mamá,” she whispers, ducking her head. She hates disappointing her. Still, the slight weight and sway of her new earrings lights a warm glow in her chest. It’s a small change, but still—it’s rebellion enough for her.

#triplets #bruno madrigal #julieta madrigal #pepa madrigal #abuela madrigal #young triplets #TW:mild injury #kinda #Bruno with an earring makes brain brrr #has fanart

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