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okay, straight to the point. I hate how he's going about things. So much lies right off the bat, and Pocket is too high above the clouds to recognize it. Okay, maybe he was telling half-truths (which is still considered a lie in my opinion) I am 100% sure he saw all those articles but maybe, he didn't get to see Pockets texts right away. Not after he's done something wrong (I'll elaborate on that in a sec) because, while reading these parts, it all feels a bit like love bombing to me. Idk, something definitely happened on that mission, and I wish the first thing Bruno (that's right bc I'm annoyed at him right now) should've done was confess RIGHT AWAY. I don't care if it's going to blow up things, it's far better to be truthful now so at least he can salvage some integrity and at least Pocket could see his remorse and regret but nooooo he had to cover it up. So now, everything that came out of his mouth after that, it will seem like a lie to Pocket. The house, marriage, kids, starting a family? Pocket will now only see that as damage control instead of something he actually wants to do. Him asking her to move out of the tower? Why? Because he's scared the truth will come out because everyone knows Jellani can't keep her mouth shut. And if something happened between them on that mission (which i know something happened. you can't full me Beethoven) do you really think she won't brag about it? claiming that she "won" ??? Sigh. It would've been better if Pocket heard it from him first rather than that mule of a snake. But alas, idiots be idiots. I'm honestly just so disappointed in him.
Now, as to what Blake has done. I am hopeful it didn't go further than a kiss, making out and petting at the worst. I still believe he has a good enough heart in him not to pull through because he truly never saw Jesse that way and he physically can't since he loves Pocket so much. But sigh, he can be so fucking stupid so idk, my hope is definitely wavering. If they did end up having sex, that's much more difficult for him to come back from, for me, at least. And while yes, any of the above technically won't be cheating, but that's still a cold-hearted betrayal. And everything leading up to it, there are so many layers to it? let me do a list for Pocket
Sleeping (allegedly) with the person you told me not to worry about, better yet, the person who blew up our relationship in the first place
So that was a lie, how you never saw her like that, how you never wanted to sleep with her? What else were you lying about?
You believed random strangers' words (articles) over my own
Beleiving her (Jolene) words over my own because she obviously told you stuff. Again.
The second you saw me with a friend you're insecure about, the first thing that came to your mind was to hurt me back even though I never did anything to you. You did it for revenge. (this part is so touchy to me because this happened to me a lot haha)
You've been so insisting on me wanting to hear you side, but you can't even spear me a second to the same?
The covering up. The lies. The manipulation (a lil far fetch but, him waking her with an orgasm, trying to keep her all pleasured and joyful so he can have the time to cover up his tracks) You're dangling marriage and family in front of my face while you have a knife in your hand and you're digging in on my back
I could go on and on and on, but I think the thing that would hurt Pocket the most is the lying. The point blank, lying to her face. I really really wished Blake came clean right away. It would've been so much better that way. Like yeah, Pocket would still be hurt and angry, rightfully so, but at least he's showing how much he regretted it, and that he felt remorse by coming clean. But he HAD to cover it up, he had to keep on lying, he had to hide it under the guise of starting a FAMILY AND GETTING MARRIED. like that's just so cruel. and I would argue, that makes it so much more hurtful. It's like acid on a wound. and like you said, it's how he went about it that hurt Pocket rather than the act itself. Again, I'm not even mad anymore, i'm just downright disappointed.
Sigh, I'd have to complete reading chapter 18 and fully find out the truth of what happened first before I give my final verdict if Benjamin is a lost cost. But you are also a very talented writer so I have high hopes that you'll be able to pull through with this and have him suffer and go through pain worse than he's Pocket through and actually work on being better. Because (and i figured this out right this second lol if you can't already tell how my brain is wired with these entries then...well, basically i'm insane and have so many thoughts) the reason why Bobby keeps making all these mistakes over and over is because he's trying to be better for the wrong reason. He's doing all this work to be better and to gain Pocket's trust, why? Because he wants her back. He wants to be with her again, and honestly, I don't think that's the right way to go about it. He should be trying to be better for her because he realized how much pain he's caused her and he doesn't want that anymore. He should be trying to be better because he wants to be, so he can't stop hurting people he loves. But he's treating is as an objective, a goal to fulfill so he can get the prize which is getting the girl back. And that just seems like he truly hasn't realized yet just how much he fucked up, or at least, realized how hurt Pocket was with all of this. Like, he should be trying to be better without any expectations, it should be "I'm trying to be better so I can be a better person, and earn her trust back, whether we get back together or not, it doesn't matter. All I care about is fixing this mess and helping her heal and being a better person. No incentive, no price, just because I want to" but hey. what do I know
ANYWAYS, this got wayyyy too long I am so so sorry. But sigh, I'm both anxious and excited for the rest of Chapter 18, I know shits about to hit the fan but after that, I know Brandon is going to go through so much pain, and honestly, I'm here for it. The least he can do to understand what Pocket's been going through. You're amazing as always! sending you love!
Ok, first of all, we don't talk about Bruno.
I'm sorry. I had to. Please forgive me.
As for the things he told her wanted-- a place of their own, getting married, maybe kids-- he does want all that, so much, with her. He wants it so badly.
There's some wording you used ("I still believe he has a good enough heart in him not to pull through because he truly never saw Jesse that way and he physically can't since he loves Pocket so much.") that I find very, very interesting, and I'd like you to hold this thought in your head until about Chapter 27 or so...
Also, i like that you referred to her as Jolene, because "I'm beggin' of you, please don't take my man" is so appropriate here; though Pocket would never beg her, not even a little bit.
Again, so many things I want to say to you, but I cannot! For it would be spoilery and no one wants that!
As always, though, your posts make my night. I look forward to them every day! <3
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6th October >> Mass Readings (Except USA)
Friday, Twenty Sixth Week in Ordinary Time
or
Saint Bruno, Priest.
Friday, Twenty Sixth Week in Ordinary Time
(Liturgical Colour: Green: A (1))
First Reading
Baruch 1:15-22
We have been disobedient to the Lord our God.
Integrity belongs to the Lord our God; to us the look of shame we wear today, to us, the people of Judah and the citizens of Jerusalem, to our kings and princes, our priests, our prophets, as to our ancestors, because we have sinned in the sight of the Lord, have disobeyed him, and have not listened to the voice of the Lord our God telling us to follow the commandments which the Lord had ordained for us. From the day when the Lord brought our ancestors out of the land of Egypt until today we have been disobedient to the Lord our God, we have been disloyal, refusing to listen to his voice. And so the disasters, and the curse which the Lord pronounced through his servant Moses the day he brought our fathers out of Egypt to give us a land where milk and honey flow, have seized on us, disasters we experience today. Despite all the words of those prophets whom he sent us, we have not listened to the voice of the Lord our God, but, each following the dictates of his evil heart, we have taken to serving alien gods, and doing what is displeasing to the Lord our God.
The Word of the Lord
R/ Thanks be to God.
Responsorial Psalm
Psalm 78(79):1-5,8-9
R/ Rescue us, O Lord, for the glory of your name.
O God, the nations have invaded your land,
they have profaned your holy temple.
They have made Jerusalem a heap of ruins.
They have handed over the bodies of your servants
as food to feed the birds of heaven
and the flesh of your faithful to the beasts of the earth.
R/ Rescue us, O Lord, for the glory of your name.
They have poured out blood like water in Jerusalem;
no one is left to bury the dead.
We have become the taunt of our neighbours,
the mockery and scorn of those who surround us.
How long, O Lord? Will you be angry for ever;
how long will your anger burn like fire?
R/ Rescue us, O Lord, for the glory of your name.
Do not hold the guilt of our fathers against us.
Let your compassion hasten to meet us;
we are left in the depths of distress.
R/ Rescue us, O Lord, for the glory of your name.
O God our saviour, come to our help.
Come for the sake of the glory of your name.
O Lord our God, forgive us our sins;
rescue us for the sake of your name.
R/ Rescue us, O Lord, for the glory of your name.
Gospel Acclamation
Psalm 144:13
Alleluia, alleluia!
The Lord is faithful in all his words
and loving in all his deeds.
Alleluia!
Or:
Psalm 94:8
Alleluia, alleluia!
Harden not your hearts today,
but listen to the voice of the Lord.
Alleluia!
Gospel
Luke 10:13-16
Anyone who rejects me rejects the one who sent me.
Jesus said to his disciples:
‘Alas for you, Chorazin! Alas for you, Bethsaida! For if the miracles done in you had been done in Tyre and Sidon, they would have repented long ago, sitting in sackcloth and ashes. And still, it will not go as hard with Tyre and Sidon at the Judgement as with you. And as for you, Capernaum, did you want to be exalted high as heaven? You shall be thrown down to hell.
‘Anyone who listens to you listens to me; anyone who rejects you rejects me, and those who reject me reject the one who sent me.’
The Gospel of the Lord
R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.
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Saint Bruno, Priest
(Liturgical Colour: White: A (1))
(Readings for the memorial)
(There is a choice today between the readings for the ferial day (Friday) and those for the memorial. The ferial readings are recommended unless pastoral reasons suggest otherwise)
First Reading
Philippians 3:8-14
I look on everything as so much rubbish if only I can have Christ.
I believe nothing can happen that will outweigh the supreme advantage of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. For him I have accepted the loss of everything, and I look on everything as so much rubbish if only I can have Christ and be given a place in him. I am no longer trying for perfection by my own efforts, the perfection that comes from the Law, but I want only the perfection that comes through faith in Christ, and is from God and based on faith. All I want is to know Christ and the power of his resurrection and to share his sufferings by reproducing the pattern of his death. That is the way I can hope to take my place in the resurrection of the dead. Not that I have become perfect yet: I have not yet won, but I am still running, trying to capture the prize for which Christ Jesus captured me. I can assure you my brothers, I am far from thinking that I have already won. All I can say is that I forget the past and I strain ahead for what is still to come; I am racing for the finish, for the prize to which God calls us upwards to receive in Christ Jesus.
The Word of the Lord
R/ Thanks be to God.
Responsorial Psalm
Psalm 1:1-4,6
R/ His delight is the law of the Lord.
or
R/ Happy the man who has placed his trust in the Lord.
or
R/ The just will flourish like the palm-tree in the courts of our God.
Happy indeed is the man
who follows not the counsel of the wicked;
nor lingers in the way of sinners
nor sits in the company of scorners,
but whose delight is the law of the Lord
and who ponders his law day and night.
R/ His delight is the law of the Lord.
or
R/ Happy the man who has placed his trust in the Lord.
or
R/ The just will flourish like the palm-tree in the courts of our God.
He is like a tree that is planted
beside the flowing waters,
that yields its fruit in due season
and whose leaves shall never fade;
and all that he does shall prosper.
R/ His delight is the law of the Lord.
or
R/ Happy the man who has placed his trust in the Lord.
or
R/ The just will flourish like the palm-tree in the courts of our God.
Not so are the wicked, not so!
For they like winnowed chaff
shall be driven away by the wind:
for the Lord guards the way of the just
but the way of the wicked leads to doom.
R/ His delight is the law of the Lord.
or
R/ Happy the man who has placed his trust in the Lord.
or
R/ The just will flourish like the palm-tree in the courts of our God.
Gospel Acclamation
John 8:12
Alleluia, alleluia!
I am the light of the world, says the Lord;
anyone who follows me will have the light of life.
Alleluia!
Gospel
Luke 9:57-62
'I will follow you wherever you go'.
As Jesus and his disciples travelled along they met a man on the road who said to him, ‘I will follow you wherever you go.’ Jesus answered, ‘Foxes have holes and the birds of the air have nests, but the Son of Man has nowhere to lay his head.’
Another to whom he said, ‘Follow me’, replied, ‘Let me go and bury my father first.’ But he answered, ‘Leave the dead to bury their dead; your duty is to go and spread the news of the kingdom of God.’
Another said, ‘I will follow you, sir, but first let me go and say goodbye to my people at home.’ Jesus said to him, ‘Once the hand is laid on the plough, no one who looks back is fit for the kingdom of God.’
The Gospel of the Lord
R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.
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Title: Soft!Villain!Bruno x Outsider!Female!reader (Pt. 1/?)
TW [Trigger Warning]: Abuse, slander/villainizing, arranged marriage (not to Bruno), running away, NSFW/NSFS/mature content with just a touch of fluff. Translations at the end. Enjoy
[I know that's Camillo but just roll with it for the story's sake]
You were the woman of Encanto's peaks. The outsider. Of course, the fellow outcast you were playfully fighting with over your mountain-based home's floor, equally tipsy after a few too many glasses of something strong from a dark bottle pinched from Julieta's stash, didn't care in the slightest about such titles.
Such designations were always useless & grew generic over time. The play fighting had started over you two mocking each other's physical integrity in a wrestling match & soon, kittenish slap fighting at your two-person table moved to the floor with rolls & noogies. How had you two ended up here, horsing around in your house, far from the footing of its base that you left in favor of somewhere in your teens, without a care in all of La Encanto? Let's turn back the clock a bit.
You had lived in these mountains since the night your own parents voiced their abhorrent thoughts about you & how they only kept you because of their lack of fertility compacted with the small population of the freshly settled Encanto weighing on their choices. You had been born nearly two years after the Madrigal Triplets, thus you often snuck off from your strict parents to hide in Casita Madrigal with the only near-aged children you knew whenever things were getting to be too much for even you.
It [Casita] always welcomed you with a waving window shutter, tiles tumbling rhythmically, general nice greetings you comprehended to mean love. You learned to cook alongside Julieta, soothe &/or outlast Pepa's rapidly shifting mood-driven climates, but most of all, you learned more about the family's black sheep; Bruno Madrigal. The soul son of Pedro & Alma Madrigal. You learned his habits, interests, likes, dislikes, the names of his little furry friends, but most importantly, you learned more about his gift. Julieta has healing abilities, Pepa has weather abilities, & Bruno has the gift of prophecy; though he referred to it as a curse when out of Alma's earshot.
Yes, he could foresee events before they happen (mostly dreadful ones), but this came at a cost like the other gifts. Debilitating headaches/migraines/cluster migraines, energy plunges, singed fingers from starting the little fire that sat between him & the most likely ill-mannered recipient of his vision(s), chronic nose bleeds. All were bad enough as is, but the people & his own family began villainizing & slandering him even though he was only doing as he was told by his Mámá. This upset you a fair deal, but Bruno assured you he was fine. The placement of his room said otherwise. It was between his sisters' rooms, but it had moved, or rather, shaped itself into a tower.
By the time both of you had reached your late teens, your parents tried to marry you off to one of Bruno's main bullies that had picked on you for sympathizing with the head family's outcast of a son. Obviously, you objected strongly which was met with scathing responses from both of your parents about how ungrateful you were. You snapped back with your long-suppressed thoughts on them & the village you had grown to loathe in your considerably short lifetime at that time. You defended your dearest friend, stating that he was most likely given such a gift to aid the people in preparing for oncoming tragedies in their lives or to brace for it so they'd never have to suffer again as they did not too long ago, at least; a priceless gift when wielded & responded to correctly. Venomous words shot from your mouth until something stopped you midsentence.
At first, you only heard the slap & noticed your eyes' focus had moved from your enraged parent to the wall beside you, the stinging came soon after. When you slowly looked back to your still-scolding parent who was ignoring the equally stunned parent behind them, all you could hear is ringing in your ear. Without eating, you were sent to your room where you found your things already packed up. That is, if they weren't thrown away first, should they not fit with your parent's ideas of "fitting" or "perfect". You sat on your bare bed, spotting the large, handmade, leather overnight bag you had assembled hanging over one of your rocking chair's arms negligently, your ruana you made to be the same as Bruno's but in your favorite colors draped over the other soaking up the last bit of daylight as the sun set rapidly, & the few casual one-piece dresses that had been tossed onto the floor alongside your second pair of casual sandals.
A pristine, white, multi-piece dress hung pridefully on a hook nailed to your door with a veil & brand new wedding sandals hanging on the wall-bound rack beside it. It made you want to burn that house to the ground but then you'd hurt innocent people in a fling of rage when your anger bolted for those guilty of causing it.
"Suficiente es suficiente." you mutter to yourself with clenched fists.
Without raising your parents' suspicions from downstairs, you stood from your miserable cot, packed the leather bag with the discarded dresses & sandals, a brush some ties for your hair, your thick journal you had hidden in the floorboards with many pencils before cloaking yourself in the hooded ruana & snaking your way out of your room's window, silently making your way through the balmy night to Casita.
More specifically, you walked to the side of Bruno's recently formed tower. Its bricks move & shift to your aid as you scaled the side like a scene out of a fairytale. Once you reached one of his opened windows, you see Bruno curled up in his bed with his small companions resting on the pillow beside him. Casita welcomed you into the young man's room with fluttering shutters, as it had done countless times on nights like these, knowing the pain you were feeling better than anyone. You give the pane a doting pat before sliding your feet to the floor.
Your favorite times were when it shifted the stairs up to his room to be a sort of reversed slide that brought you up to & down from his slowly rising room that's been developing gradually over time. The two of you would spend hours going up & down, your coupled laughs echoing in the space around you. You know no one will be able to hear you in his room unless they were there with you or had a superhuman hearing, so you walk normally to his bedside with his back turned to you.
"Psst! Bruno? Are you awake?" You gently give his shoulder a poke. He stirs & rolls over to groggily question why you were in his room so late in the night, rubbing his olive greens to adjust to the moon's soft light filtering into his room through the open window. Once you give an abridged gist of what happened & he sees the darkening handprint on your face, he wakes up fully. If you hadn't managed to calm him down, who knows what he'd done?
When he does start talking angrily, you press your fingertips to his lips softly, silently asking your beloved childhood friend to calm himself before he drives himself into one of his frazzled frenzies. You almost hadn't noticed the peach fuzz there, lining his edges in an almost target-like pattern, that fuzz you had idly fidgeted with when the two of you shared a book he was holding when it had just started growing almost a year ago.
"I came to say that you're the only person in all of Encanto that I can trust. That means you are the only one to who I can say this with all of my confidence; I am going to the mountains & I might not be returning until this agujero del infierno gets any better, maybe less cruel. You may visit me if you wish. I'll set up a hidden path you can use to come & go as you please but you have to be careful so nobody follows you."
You pause to allow your words to soak into his memory a bit better. His face showed many emotions. Too many to be read in the moment. You weren't sure if he was about to talk again, but you were sure of his questions.
Can I come with you? The community may not like him, but you know he'd be miserable without his sisters with him. True, Pepa has been showing some aggression towards him since they were children, but Julieta still loves him dearly. That, & his Mámá would find a seamless way to convince the whole of Encanto to search from the peeks of its encircling mountains to the bottoms of the rivers for the black sheep of the Madrigal triplets, no excuses. That could lead to not only him being punished somehow, but you meeting the non-consented marital trial you were trying to avoid.
Will you be okay on your own? Yes, you had been learning how to survive in the mountains from years of running off for a night or two at times when your parents basically turned the village upside down looking for you, including La Casita Madrigal. Señora Alma was not happy about the sudden searches, not at all. Thankfully for you, Julieta convinced her to let you come back whenever she was baking as the company kept her sane in the more pressured times. Plus, more food meant more healing & less waiting.
Will you visit? Not in the conventional sense. You'd most likely find a tucan that lives in the peaks & ask them to bring him letters you'd probably have to tear from your journal pages for easy carrying. Returning to the place you viewed as a large, enchanted form of imprisonment is a definite no-go. Not anytime soon, at least.
You softly smile at the soul person who treated you as an equal, planting a soft kiss on his warm, peach-fuzz-blanketed cheek & backed up with a meek gesture, sliding from the window to the ground with Casita's (mostly) soundless help. Waving tepidly to the young man who held your heart then & now, you vanish into the mountains to start a life all your own with an inadvertently theatric flair of your ruana's long, laced fabrics.
The trek about the mountains was filled with turmoil, self-degradation, & a deep wish to have a home... With Bruno Madrigal. Yes, he was & is your bestest friend in the world & your only true confidante, but there was something deeper there that you had just been waxing over since you first met him upon his Mamá's insistent attempts for you, the lone undating girl in your family, to have your future read.
You were told your future would be read, not asked. That was one of the many things that drew you two so close together & the fuel to that spark quickly emerging from its nook. If you remember correctly, he foretold you would be separated from your family for your own good, which you prayed for from then to now. So lost in your thoughts of living with that olive-eyed darling, you didn't notice the scenery shifting around you. Much to your astonishment, the mountains act like Casita but with a more nature-like aesthetic. It even spawned you a sort of hut that grew & matured with you over time; from a hut to a small house. A place where you'd be safe no matter what. Your querencia.
Years passed, rendering you into a lovely woman in your mid/late twenties with your Querido Bruno not too far from your age. The search for you was expansive, but the mountains refused to let the party exceed a few paces past its base which effectively trapped anyone explicitly seeking you out. Well, those who sought to entrap you, to ensnare you in their web of demands. Only one man was exempt from such barriers.
Bruno Madrigal; your macizo, your bombón, your amado, adorador amante~. Your recollections tapped out once you found yourself pinned to the floor by said ameante via your palms. Not roughly, just strong enough to get your attention. Bruno & you were giggling up a fit until he can mostly gather himself enough to speak.
"Diosa, Y/N! Usually, you're the winner of these things. What's in that mente deslumbrante of yours tonight?" You chuckle, blushing at the closing proximity, turning your head to the side.
"It's nothing, Bruno. Just a trip down memory lane is all."
"Oh~? Pray tell, what lane did you go down this time?" He rests most of his lower body's weight over your lower self, an act both of you have done many times before, now was no exception, while sipping on the last of his nightcap he had plucked from the table after pining you down. You hesitate shortly, eventually asking if he remembered the first time the two of you had ever met in your youths. He blinks at you, those lush olive oases you have only fallen deeper into since day one not batting or moving from yours for a second until he spoke.
"How could I forget?" He set his drink to the side, slowly rested his upper body's weight on his hands' heels pressing into the floor on either side of you, leaning back to let you turn your head to him after you got the last few chuckles out of your system, then began giving his account of that day. It was somewhere between morning & noon when your parents brought you to have your fortune told. You looked so beautiful, & yet so internally overwrought: A formal maxi dress colored in (your) personally unfavored hues with boring details & trimmings, your hair stylized to fit the occasion, less-than-comfortable shoes despite his Mámá's warnings of the many steps leading to his vision cave though there weren't so many back then. That's not to say there weren't a decent few to climb. The stairs never bothered you, nor the heights, you focused on what awaited you at their end.
You had to go in alone for the reading to be performed as 'perfectly' as possible. 'Perfect', Bruno hated that word more than you did. Something he heard so much that the word & all its implications held nothing for him now. When you arrived at his cave's stone door, it rolling aside for your huffing self, he couldn't take his eyes off of you for a moment. The chastely authentic politeness you expressed to him, a 'being of bad visions, prophecies & sealed fates' as the whole of the Encanto put it, made him so happy to have you there yet grieved over the reading as it would undoubtedly yield a bad vision. You assured him that, since it wasn't your idea in the first place, you wouldn't be mad or upset, you wouldn't even so much as cast a vorpal glare on him. With that & your soft encouragement, the reading began.
In the spirals of green-lit sand, you saw yourself climbing the peaks surrounding the Encanto in a long, hooded ruana like his but in your style & favored hues, its soft-laced ends whipping in the wind as your hood flipped back to show you as a young woman. That was all good & strong imagery, but your eyes were the crowning jewel of the vision; mountainous, Casita-like background be damned. Your elder double's [E/C] eyes were highlighted by [F/C] halos, completely tearing through the ill-illuminated sands as she reached out to who you both thought was yourself at that time.
The sands fell all around & over you, distracting you from Bruno plucking a pane of emerald-like glass from its levitating position that neared him, using it as a shield against the plummeting grains. Being his first decent (not bad/horrible/disastrous) vision, Brunito was stunned, to say the least, your sporadic hug of thanks stunned him further but he found it in himself not to cower back or shove you off. Habits that swiftly formed for obvious reasons.
After you went back to your parents, he stashed the vision & followed in your shadow, keeping hidden from everyone with a bit of Casita's help as you slow to a full stop ahead of the table where your parents & Senora Madrigal sat waiting for you, cups of respective drinks before them. When asked about your experience, he tensed in preparation of the usual slander but true to your initial nature, you smile.
"I'll be living a healthy, happy life with my beloved." Your cheery smile & dancing steps made the three adults sigh in relief. The rest of your youth was spent adhering to your parents' wishes & doing as you were told until the night you left for the mountain, just as Brunito predicted. He hated seeing your beautiful visage singed by the scathing words of those around you, so much to the point where he was willing to commit to the vision himself, family name be condemned.
Bruno had stuck to the background, ever as pleased as the first time when you'd stop to speak with him. He still has that vision safely stashed away in his room somewhere. He finishes the tale off by noting how much he despised your parents & his confusion about how someone as sweet as you came from a couple of sour Tiranos like them. You smirk, asking him how someone as [adorably] imperfect & scruffy came from someone like Señorita Eterna Perfeccionista, earning a stalemate of chortles. The giggles stop once Bruno stands & hoists you to your bare feet.
"Come, My Lady, let's take another stroll before we end our night together." You obliged merrily, slipping ahead while pulling him through the now-opened door of your home. The walk was lovely; a crescent moon, stars as far as the eye can see, nothing can be heard but the natural lullaby of the local fauna surrounding you both. On one steep incline in front of your front door, one you had adapted to quickly, you turned around to extend your open hand to assist Bruno past that spot. However, he froze there, staring at you in awe. You blink, nervously laughing at his bizarre shift in behavior until you simultaneously connected the dots. He spoke, whispered:
"La visión era de nosotros!"
Translations:
Mámá = Mama/Momma, mom, mother, etc.
Casita = house/home.
Agujero del infierno = Hellhole (???)
Querencia = haunt.
Querido = dear.
Macizo = solid, strong (???)
bombón = like chocolate, scrumptious
amado, adorador amante = beloved, adoring lover.
Diosa = (fem.) "Jeez!"
Mente deslumbrante = dazzling mind
La Encanto = The Enchanted/Enchantment.
Suficiente es suficiente = Enough is enough
Tiranos = Tyrants
Señorita Eterna Perfeccionista = Miss Eternal Perfectionist
La visión era de nosotros! = "The vision was of us!"
A/N: WHOO💨!!!! This took way too long to do! 😵💫 I hope y'all enjoyed it! Sorry if this came out too mild for an M rating but I was just being cautious. The next part will be spicy, scouts' honor. I might write some more of this if it gains enough traction, but we'll see. Leave requests in the comments here or message me. You can find me on Wattpad by the moniker of Angel_Foodie_99.
Buh-bye~!
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From My CuriousCat
"I feel like this is something you must have answered before, but what is it that makes La Squadra so appealing to you? They're important to me too so it interests me when other people have strong attachments to them!"
Thank you for sending this! I don't think I've talked about their appeal yet, and the short answer would be that they clearly cared about each other very much, and considering their bonds and motivations, what ultimately happened to them was unfair, both in the context of Vento Aureo and in the larger context of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure.
For personal context, at the time the Part 5 anime came around, I hadn't read the manga (because reading can be exhausting for me), but I had watched the anime for each JJBA part before it, and so I started Vento Aureo thinking it would be something the same: cool Stand designs, clever fights, and the occasional casualty. If you look back on Parts 3 and 4, many antagonists lived - in Part 3, they mostly retired if they did, and in Part 4, some of them even joined the protagonists on occasion (like Tamami Kobayashi), or were redeemed and became allies (Rohan, Yuya Fungami, etc.)
And then Part 5 comes around, and only two antagonists were implied to have lived: Zucchero and Sale, the latter effectively lobotomized as Giorno had not yet discovered that he could technically heal with Gold Experience. Still, with them living, I hoped some of the rest would also live and perhaps even strike a deal with the protagonists, because it's always so interesting to see these sort of relationships develop. Instead, they died one by one without a hint of simple retirement, and this was devastating for several reasons.
One, La Squadra's bond was obviously strong, despite the fact that they scattered to attack. They were keeping in touch with each other, and Prosciutto and Pesci's arc clearly shows how much they cared for each other individually as well. Two, La Squadra had the same goals as our protagonists, they were just explicit about it, while Giorno and Bruno kept their motives hidden due to strategic reasons. Watching these characters die knowing they had the same end goal as the protagonists felt rancid. Three, La Squadra had as much potential and promise as Team Buccellati - they were just a very maligned and underpaid branch. Bruno himself makes it clear in Sleeping Slaves that he'd rather not contact them, and they had no turf and were underpaid. They were literally Passione's garbagemen, but here is the thing, and I will die on this hill: if he had been on a different team and had his own turf, Prosciutto would have been as cherished and respected as Buccellati. He is clearly a kind man with tremendous integrity and professionalism: he would have made an excellent ally or leader to anyone. The difference between these two characters is basically that Bruno never got the corpse of one of his friends sent to him in 36 pieces. Prosciutto did. La Squadra did, and they would have deserved to at least get revenge on Cioccolata for what he did to Sorbet. Instead they all died separated from each other, and Prosciutto in particular had to watch Pesci get dismembered, which in the context of how Sorbet died felt extra cruel.
La Squadra basically had everything: a good motive, strong bonds, plenty of potential, and heart. What is not to love, honestly? And so I just want them to have what they were denied.
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For the OC ask game, how about #25 for Razili👀
I had to take 5 minutes and just laugh because I can't answer the first part of that question because it involves major spoilers.
I can tell you that we had both been tossing around the question of did Bruno ever have a relationship in all that time ever since we decided what happened to him after the fall. We went back and forth for a while between some different options but never seriously talked about it because it wasn't going to be integral to the main story.
One funny bit from our initial notes was that one suggested name was Catalina. Which is amusing because I had forgotten about that ENTIRELY and we have since named the main bad guy of the pirate arc, Catalina.
#thanks for asking!#made my day#...also sorry I didnt really answer the question 😅#asks#oc asks#razili
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Embla's "I was Lonely" story works because the loneliness she experienced, at first, was completely out of her control. Her rare kindness to mortals was taken advantage of, and the only one on her side was the one egging on her already existing wariness towards mortals. Askr's relative nonchalance over her concerns and his readiness to accept betrayal from mortals angers her because SHE knows how painful and terrifying it is to actually BE betrayed and actually HAVE her life threatened. In that regard she's GENUINELY tragic, but her hateful and spiteful actions afterwards towards innocent people is - RIGHTFULLY - called out as horrific.
Even if she's sympathetic to a degree, she's still evil in the end because she let her hate consume her. She saw one of her descendants - Bruno - befriend people he was taught to see as mortals enemies, and instead of that changing her mind or making her reconsider she takes advantage of that to make ALL of them hurt even worse. She takes control of Bruno's body and forces him to hurt Alphonse and Sharena. She now instigates the very sort of betrayal she once tried to warn Askr away from, along with all the other shit she did to innocent people.
"Did You Consider That I Was Lonely Once" fails so fucking often because it's nowadays rarely ACTUALLY any part of the reason why the villain/antagonist/anti-hero/etc. is doing such shitty things to people. It's often just a crutch shitty writers use to make their morally black asshole look uwu sad so people can swallow them easier. But here Embla's loneliness is GENUINELY and NATURALLY integrated into her character and story, and it's only used as an EXPLANATION for her horrible actions and not an outright justification for them. It makes her sympathetic without overlooking everything she still did to everyone. There's something actually there that can let someone say "okay yeah, if she wasn't lonely this-and-that wouldn't have happened" because her loneliness/sense of betrayal genuinely are the catalysts to what she does later on, but without erasing what she DID do.
I dunno, at first I was plenty ready to write her off as another "UwU I'm Lonely pwease overwook my rancid crimes" but she actually has SOMETHING there to her which genuinely shocked me. Made her my fave from the book lmao.
That's exactly why I was like "Huh. Actually, not bad."
Because she does have the makings of "UwU I'm Lonely pwease overwook my rancid crimes" but it never comes to be. She is never excused for her behavior, she is never explained away with brainwashing or "I just loved him soooo much." which is just degrading and poor writing.
It's not like she's a brilliant character or anything, but she had more depth to her than Hel and nightmare goat, but wasn't "she's actually a victim" white-washed either like Aversa or something.
My biggest issue, though, is how Askr sort of gets away with his behavior. Embla had legitimate concerns and frankly, just wanted to be left alone. Askr basically put her in a spot she didn't want to be in, and yet absolutely no blame falls to him. He actively ignores her concerns, brushing off the attack that fell upon her.
I like Askr, but man that was disappointing.
But everything you wrote is pretty spot on, nothing more to add, really.
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I have been reading a couple of stories on ao3 that is based on Beauty and the Beast, where Bruno is turned into a rat monster and Mirabel ends up meeting him as a child and saving him as a teen. I would love to see your take on this au.
Oh! I have heard of stories like this, but I haven't actually gotten around to reading one BUT I did read/watch Beauty and the Beast, so eskitit.
Sorry this took so long, I kept getting side tracked, BUT IM HERE 😭
So I think that she progressively save him over time. As you said, she met him as a child. For some weird reason, she was not at all freaked out by him? If anything, she was just curious. Little 5 year old Mirab had nothing to do around the village, so she ends up wandering off a lot, hence why she met Bruno.
She learns that he's lonely and she is not having it at all. If no one else will be his friend, she will, she doesn't care about what he looks like. All she knows is that he's nice asl, sometimes sees the future, and for some reason sort of loots like a rat; but again, thats OK with her. Its not like anyone else will play with her.
Over the years, she keeps going back, just being a friend. He won't say why he is the way he is, but he has implied that he was once human, like her. He doesn't talk about it often though. He also tells her to never, ever , touch the vision that sits in a room alone. As a child, shes only seen him make a vision like 3 times, but he usually destroyed them after that. But the one vision he won't allow anyone or anything to touch, is the one in the glass case.
And she's always obeyed this rule. She never went into the room, she could only look from afar. She could never actually tell what was on the tablet and Bruno sure as heck wasn't gonna tell her. But she did notice that every so often, the tablet would be missing a small piece off the corner or something like that. Strange.
Mirabel doesn't even know that Bruno is her tío until she's like. 12. He's just talking about his past life and all that and mentions Julieta and Pepa and Mirabel kind of just connects the dots from there. And then she makes it her mission to save him. Bruno won't tell her how, but she's going to figure it out by herself if she has too.
It takes her months of digging, but she finally figures it out: she has to somehow integrate Bruno back into the family. Or, at least get the family to recognize him as a loved family member again.
She automatically rules out Alma and Isabela to start out with, obviously. Pepa is too emotional, and the 4 other grandkids just don't find interest in him. So that left Julieta, Agustín, Felíx, and Antonio.
She starts with little 2 year old Antonio.
Anddddd that’s all I got. My brain just said times up 😭 BUT, if you want me to continue, send in another ask and I’ll do my best to rack my brain for the rest. Meanwhile, I’m gonna go rewatch Beauty and the Beast.
#encanto#encanto au#au#my asks are open#my asks#encanto mirabel#encanto bruno#encanto beauty and the beast AU#encanto antonio#encanto julieta
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LTRL AU | Dracaena draco
Using Antonio had been a smart move, Abuela had been quick to realise in the day that followed. Bruno’s paranoia and skittish behaviour only truly came out when she was around and he did his best to clearly avoid being alone with her but she tried not to let that get to her and did her best to push the grandchildren into his integration back.
Antonio so far was the closets of the grandkid collection that Bruno seemed to let his guard down so she hoped to encourage them together to get Bruno back but also to tie himself back to the family; less incentive to leave at a drop of a hat and to hope the kids would do anything to help him.
Isabela had been one to avoid her Tio like the plague which was a development she hadn’t anticipated given the girl had helped bring him back home with Felix, so she made a note to keep an eye on that; she didn’t want Isabela to cause another problem for the family and to help Bruno out of the family again.
She had lost him once and she wouldn’t tolerate it happening again. She was…willing to accept that perhaps Bruno had left because of her; for one reason or another. She suspected perhaps it was related to the last vision she had asked of him. It still itched at her to want to know but it wasn’t just Bruno’s paranoia; he had roped his sister into keeping his reason of leaving quiet; if he told them.
Abuela wasn’t so worried about Julieta if she tried to push Bruno to talk it was Pepa that was the spitfire with a literal cloud of thunder that worried her most. She didn’t fear for her safety but he always did run for his sisters for avoiding hard topics. She’d argue for hours and storm… it almost wasn’t worth it sometimes.
But she needed to have a reasonable…excuse for his absence. How could she accept a non-answer for all that pain and loss? It wasn’t good enough.
Abuela walked through her home, Casita’s tiles shifting a little as the workmen continued their work in the inside of their walls’ mending the chasm, patching the wall and moving Bruno’s things out and so, his room had most of the stuff back but this time, rats included. Antonio had herded them out though it didn’t go amiss that the snakes that Antonio had looked a little plumper. Perhaps the rat’s population problem wouldn’t be about for too long. Only a few would keep her son happy at the end of the day.
In the kitchen, Julieta was still talking with Dr Lopez, now ready to properly open up his clinic and stall though she knew his granddaughter, Francesca was about and probably with Isabela since the girl had befriended her more recently. But Abuela only focused in the fact Julieta’s duties would relax a little more and hopefully be more there for Luisa and Mirabel.
With Julieta occupied, she knew Pepa was still down raining on the crops. Dolores was with Mariano from what she last heard this morning for a date which was pleasing to hear, and Isabela was in her room with her friend, leaving Mirabel and Antonio otherwise about Casita with Bruno. Children were far easier to convince away if need be and she’d rather not be interrupted.
It took a little searching to find the trio in Antonio’s room. Bruno sitting on the floor, a few naked rats darting about though looked to be setting a box up with what looked like rats dressed up in little costumes around. Antonio looked to be happier talking to them and Mirabel looked to be sewing something on her lap but looked equally amused at what was happening.
“Abuela,” Mirabel noticed her first, looking cheerful as ever. “Did you know Tio Bruno writes telenovelas?”
Bruno seemed to shrink into his seat, looking more like a panicked horse but Antonio picked up a rat and held It out to him and oblivious to his change of demeanour and seemed to want to continue their little project.
“He’s like the dress but he wants it looser for when he’s scurrying around.”
“Scurrying?” Mirabel side-tracked immediately, “This is a costume, not general attire.”
“I told him that but he’s not for it being a one-time occasion.”
Bruno looked nervously between them through seemed to run his thumb down the back of the rat’s body for comfort.
“Mirabel, Antonio, why don’t you run into town and pick up more fabrics and make a selection of clothes for your…rats,” Abuela suggested.
Mirabel’s expression faltered a little, “I have plenty up in my room, I can dig more out?”
“That is an option as well.” Abuela deflected, not too displeased because both options meant they’d both leave. “You could take the rats to your room to see what they’d like? It’d save you bringing armloads of material needlessly back and forth.”
Mirabel looked a little conflicted.
“Oh, that’s a really good idea!” Antonio began to pick up a few rats, “Mira, let’s go! They want to see the options!”
Mirabel tightly smiled though hopped up. Abuela waited until they left before she sat down slowly, eyeing a nearby snake. She had never been the one for pets and had been intended in the early years of not allowing the triplets to have them. Clean up, damage and in the most part; more responsibility than she was able to give on top of her family and the Encanto. At least, the most part the animals were Antonio’s responsibility. She trusted Pepa and Felix to still oversee him.
Silence lapse between them for a moment but Bruno’s body language was still as easy to read now as it was back then.
“I’m sorry.” Abuela started, a tad surprised the apology left her lips first.
That startled Bruno mostly, enough to wipe the nervousness off his face before he looked at her astonished.
“What?” He echoed in disbelief.
“I said I’m sorry.” She repeated, “I…do know you’re avoiding me and have done everything you can to not be left on your own. There is…clearly something I have done that is making you feel that I am…unavailable to talk to.”
Bruno continued to stare at her. “Are….are you serious, Mama?” he sounded incredulous, “You can’t see it?”
Abuela blinked though she couldn’t help the dent in between her eyebrows. “Talk to me, Bruno.”
Bruno shook his head, still bemused. “Why now, Mama? Why are you apologising now? After decades of the same thing, you suddenly ask ‘why’ now.”
His tone was rude, and his mood was bordering into frustration but Abuela tried not to take it personally.
“You left me, Bruno.” She stated. “You left without a word, without a note and without a hint of where you went or assurance of your wellbeing.” Her tone was layered with soft anger. “You could have been dead for all I knew, Bruno.”
Bruno’s eyes flickered away at that.
Abuela inhaled deeply, trying to stamp down the anger; it was unproductive in this if she wanted to actually get somewhere with her son. “I kept you out of our lives after you disappeared because that loss hurt. I lost your father, I didn’t want to be reminded of that pain all over again. I missed you and…you were here this whole time. I am…furious at you, Bruno.” She admitted calmly, pulling her shawl in tighter.
“I’m…sorry, Mama.” Bruno swallowed, “I…I didn’t leave to hurt you.”
“Right now, I can’t fathom of why you’d force yourself to live in the walls, living like a rat… and barely living like a human. You’re so thin… and the inside of the walls is a death trap. I can only hope the miracle stopped you from an unfortunate slip-up or accident.” She couldn’t deny that fear; a simple accident could have easily killed him and they wouldn’t have known. “I…I don’t know what I would have done if we have found your skeleton in our walls, Bruno. That haunts me how close you could have been to that.”
Bruno swallowed again, uneasily. “I…I had my reasons, Mama. I’m sorry that… I put you in that spot.”
“What did I do to lead you to abandon us like that?” Abuela asked, “What could have possibly motivated you to maintain that lifestyle?”
The nerves appeared back into his posture but he looked less like he was about to bolt. “You…you won’t like the answer, Mama.”
“Why? Are you scared of how I’ll react?”
“It’s always how you react, Mama. That’s why no one comes to you with their problems!” Bruno scoffed, and almost leant into a lecture with a burning gaze. “Intentionally or not, you’re hard on the family…pushing them into stuff they don’t want to do or leaving them out when they want to be part of something, they go along to keep you happy. It wasn’t until Mirabel got hurt, you’ve started to make changes. Mirabel actually being seen as useful, Luisa…getting time off. Now Julieta’s actually going to have time off as well. Isa’s finally taking a break from all your modelling.” Bruno shook his head angrily. “You pushed me into a vision I didn’t want to do. Yes, I left Mama because your reactions can be damaging and I wasn’t about to let that happen to another family member.”
Abuela blinked at how harsh he spoke. “Bruno—“
“No, mama. I did what I could to protect this family by leaving… but it still got hurt. Mirabel still got hurt at the end of it and… she didn’t deserve what happened to her... and you want to know the worst part, Mama?”
Abuela didn’t answer. She didn’t know what angle he was going from to say to fathom an answer.
“I don’t blame Isabela entirely for her actions.” He rose to his feet. “To make it clear as a generality…, Mama. I don’t care what you think of me. Leaving was worth it… and the vision I saw showed me an impasse that’s waiting to happen but it’s on the shoulders of our family to see which path we follow. I won’t go into it much more otherwise a more unfavourable future had a higher chance of happening.”
Abuela rose to her feet, wanting to reach forwards and pull him into a hug but the string of his words hurt deeply, and as much as she wanted to hope he was venting his frustration at her… she knew some of that was true.
“I missed ten years of my family and… I want them back. No more pinning me into a situation like this again, Mama.” He finished and quite promptly strode out.
Abuela was left staring after him wordlessly.
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Mirabel hurried from her room, heading down towards the Nursery: a few toys of Antonio’s had been left behind but she had realised a few would be perfect models for her little dresses that wouldn’t end with her stabbing a rat.
She had only made it a few steps before she noticed a few cracks appearing along the balcony and spread out around the doors, her steps pausing as she realised it was originating from Antonio’s door where she had left her Abuela and Tio. Her heart picked up in pace but thankfully, the cracks didn’t last long more than a few seconds before shrinking back before her Tio came swiftly from Antonio’s room, pink-cheeked and fuming.
“Tio!” Mirabel called, “Did-Did you see the cracks?” She asked, hoping to god that it wasn’t in her head.
Tio Bruno froze up for an entire second, pausing as he noticed the large crack in the plaster reside, following it with his eyes until it was out of sight.
“H-how long as that been happening?” Bruno asked carefully, looking just as nervous as before and his normal pale complexion losing his angry prink very quickly “Was…it just you who saw it?”
“It just appeared a few minutes ago...but it looks to be clearing up. Casita must be working their magic.” It was the only explanation that Casita would be able to fix itself up like that.
Tio didn’t look overly convinced but they were shortly interrupted by Abuela hurrying out from Antonio’s room, a brisk pace and straight into her room with a snap of her door shutting after her.
Mirabel eyed the door after a moment before she sighed at the sour look on her Tio’s face.
“Are you okay?”
“Huh, Me?” Bruno blinked, his expression softening out. “Of course.”
“I’m sorry I left you with Abuela, I knew you were dodging her but…” She trailed off because…how could she finish. She knew her Tio was distant from Abuela for a reason and she didn’t want to ask. Much like why Tio hadn’t in fact left and stayed like a ghost in the walls.
“I hoped…I’d have more time to avoid but.. that was wishful thinking.” Bruno sighed out. “But, I said my peace on the matter. It’s up to her now.” He awkwardly patted her on the head. “Now, let’s dress up some rats and have a show.”
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“Did that potato reproduce?” The disgust from Fran’s voice was very hard to miss as Isabela’s room shifted to accommodate more space for the next feature she planned to make and she had purposely distracted Fran with the pot so she didn’t focus on the magical side of her room.
“Si, that’s B2, Bubo’s offspring,” Isabela called, eyeing the coloured mandala designs before she killed the centre in favour of soil; allowing for a huge space foe the roots and trunk.
“It looks like a nugget.”
“Don’t worry, I’ve threatened to eat them if they make any more.”
Fran made a non-comital sound. “Have you ever eaten living food?”
“Sure, I like lamb.”
Fran’s look turned into a snort and a roll of her eyes. “I meant alive. Don’t tell me you’re forking a lamb while it whines at you, bite by bite.”
Isabela sniggered softly, “Can we get back to the topic, Fran?”
“Sure…” there was a pause, “What was the topic?”
“What tree should I grow? I could replicate the jungle tree but… we don’t need another one. I don’t want one that’s too much of a giant but… it would be awesome to use it.” Isabela waved Fran with her, “I need your help to pick.” From her shelves, she began to pull a few books out. “It needs to be awesome, practical and expandable.”
Fran pursed her lips, eyeing the space. “You know since you’ve got that friends-with-benefits thing with Mateo now, you can use that as your fuck-space.”
“Fran.” Isabela gave her a warning look, “not here.” This was the last place she wanted that sort of talk to be said out loud, god knew if someone listened in at the wrong moment…somehow. She was not for testing fate when she was already on thin ice.
“Fine, fine.” Fran flipped open her book, “Let’s go down the tree-rabbit hole, shall we?”
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From simple Ash trees, and American Redwoods, to banyan trees and to even Baobabs, that Isabela finally found herself favouring towards Dracaena draco trees as a template. The trunk wasn’t naturally a giant but had a huge canopy that’s stretch out and wide which was to favour.
To make it work, she opted to scale the tree up, based on her two foot miniatures ‘models’ she grew as a tester like the rest of her options and one that even Fran approved of before she set to work on the real thing.
In the centrepiece of the blue and green mandala floral designs, Isabela worked her gift into growing out the large tree grew to the same height as her hundred foot tall Palma de cera but it’s trunk remained wide enough to allow for a hollow spiral core for two people to travel up to the canopy at the same time comfortably to where the branches rose up and some dipped down to break it up a little for aesthetics than to simply have a ‘flat’ branches underneath and to avoid having a ‘dome’ appearance up top.
She let vines, both plain and flowered dangle off in various colours of beauty to enhance the visual appeal but what made it stand out was the subtle glowing bioluminescence to the flower heads in the ‘shade’ of her room that really stood out. Its almost hidden entry up was the large, elongated roots that disappeared into her floor and flowers.
She grew moss to help blend the roots into the soil and plaints but Isa soon felt that enough was enough. The rest of the décor could wait. She felt the immediate weight of exhaustion at the overuse of her gift in her head mostly, the thumping pulsing the front of her head and the weight of tiredness behind her eyes and mostly, her stomach grumbled for good.
Isabela turned though to her surprise, Fran was glowering at the huge tree with infuriation… but it made Isabela snort softly because if anything, Fran was most likely jealous; even if she didn’t like to see plants grown in front of her she wasn’t blind to beauty.
“I hate you.”
“What?” Isa asked innocently, giving her a soft nudge, “if you want me to grow one outside my room, you’ll have to run it by my Abuela.”
Fran crossed her arms, still looking sour. “You could build an amazing home inside that tree. Why live in a house at all?!”
“Indoor plumbing.”
Fran sighed softly, her mood dropping into something more pleasant before she stepped forwards. “I want to have a peek inside.”
“Go ahead. I’m just going to pop down to the kitchen and get something to eat. That tree took a lot out of me.”
“Happy to hear it.” Fran’s voice turned muffled as she disappeared into the tree.
Isabela smiled before she went to leave before she remembered her tree miniatures. Perhaps someone might like them. She picked up the little ash tree in its little pot and headed out to the quiet of Casita. It was heavy and she could feel her arms straining a little by the time she got to the kitchen so she set it down onto the counter side and immediately went into the cold room for ice-cold mango juice and a fresh slice of something sugary.
The jug was almost painfully cold and the bowl was half filled with Arroz Con Leche that she felt no guilt of wanting some for now. She set both down in favour of her plate, fruit and a fresh glass with hopes of feeling to return to her fingertips.
Isabela was just about to tuck in before her peace and quiet was disturbed as the short, long-lost Tio came in. She paused though couldn’t help but eye him wearily before upturning her nose in favour of her snack and remaining quiet.
She watched him idly in the side of her vision, letting him stand there awkwardly before he pulled a spoon from the draw and took the rest of the serving bowl of Arroz Con Leche and began to eat straight from it.
It wasn’t until movement in the corner of her eye of a little grey furry thing, that Isabela opted to speak up.
“If any of your rats come into my room or…touching my food, I’ll feed it to my pitcher plants.” The rat a few feet away paused before it darted away so it took the hint.
“Please don’t threaten my rats,” Bruno asked softly. “They don’t mean any harm.”
Isabela shrugged than answered, gently enjoying the rush of sugar in her veins, perking her up a little.
“Isa..” Bruno broke the silence again. “Are…are you okay?”
Isabela blinked in surprise at his question, eyes darting up to meet him with a quizzical pull of her eyebrows, “Of course.”
Bruno’s head tilted. “I noticed your…door.”
Ah.
That.
Isabela shrugged, “It’s nothing to be worried about. Difficult times with the family, it’ll go back to normal once things settle down again.”
“Isa, your tower’s gotten taller as well. The changes to the door are symbolic.”
Isabela set her plate down with a darker look. “You’re not the one to talk about symbolism, Tio. You’ve not been around for the last ten years and you barely know what I’ve been going through so don’t act like you care just because I have a few steps now” She snapped lightly.
Bruno’s eye twitched but his lip curled a little sadly. “The distance put between yourself and your family is shown with how your door goes up those steps.” He spoke, “You don’t have to be the one distancing, it goes both ways of course but it’s still up to you to try to reconnect at the very least.”
Isabela snorted in displeasure, “I’ve tried, Tio.” She spoke, pushing her plate down the tabletop. “Luisa won’t trust me to even make a start, my parents are too focused on my siblings and my attempts with Mirabel is pointless because I’m not allowed around her alone… and my attempt ended with her throwing it all to hell with Antonio along for the ride.” She grumbled. “I don’t even know where to start with Abuela.”
Bruno’s face froze for a moment, “Wait, what was your attempt with Mirabel?”
Isa looked at him in confusion, “The presents I made. The plant pots and succulents.”
Bruno’s face flattened out before he groaned into his hands and shook his head. “No, no that’s not right.”
Isa rolled her eyes. “It’s nothing, Tio. I get the hint.”
“No, I mean that wasn’t Mirabel with Antonio that night. I was there, that was Camilo shifted as Mirabel; he was mocking Mira to make Antonio laugh and loosen up before you came in.”
Isabela eyes him suspiciously. Sure, she knew he had been hiding in their walls but… it seemed far too plausible that he just happened to see that.
“I don’t believe you.”
“Look, Isa, talk to your Tio Felix about it. Antonio felt guilty about it yesterday and admitted what Camilo had done to his parents. Mirabel has…no idea about it still so don’t think your chances of rebuilding with your sister are over.”
Isabela eyes him for a moment but it felt a little too good but.. why would he lie? If it was true, Camilo would get in trouble and… well that would make her feel better. A little bit. Not all was lost with Mirabel. Why did Tia Pepa or Tio Felix not mention this yesterday?
It was easy to see now she thought about it; Tio’s arrival must have thrown the adult off a little. A last priority.
Not a loving sentiment at all but… she supposed she could let that slide for now given the circumstances.
“I have to go.” She jumped up, setting her plate to be washed later and swooped from the kitchen with the jug of juice to keep Fran happy in the meantime, leaving Bruno with the tree at the table.
#encanto#encanto au#isabela madrigal#bruno madrigal#alma madrigal#felix madrigal#mirabel madrigal#luisa madrigal#julieta madrigal#agustin madrigal#camilo madrigal#antonio madrigal#dolores madrigal#agustín madrigal#pepa madrigal
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Encanto Fruits Basket AU!
Did some reading up on Fruits Basket lore to refresh my memory for this half assed AU my brain came up with lol, and in case anyone isn’t familiar the story basically goes like this. This family is cursed by the spirits of the chinese zodiac legend, which is about god inviting the zodiac animals to a party, but the rat tricks the cat into missing the whole thing while the rat gets closest to god. The curse is that the people turn into their assigned animal when they hug someone of the opposite sex or their emotions are too high, and the cat specifically is extra cursed because along with the cat form, they have a true form sorta thing that has to be contained by wearing a magic bracelet. Also when the cat turns 18 they get locked up for life. The spirit possession is kind of a cyclical reincarnation sorta deal, so pre-canon there was someone possessed by the cat who was actually locked up for life before the current one in the present of the show who gets help. And because of the rat betrayal in the story, the two characters possessed by the cat and rat don’t like each other. Cat guy hates rat guy for obvious reasons, but rat guy is still his own person and didn’t really do anything personally to cat guy. Oof.
So! If we do this with Encanto, I think Mirabel or Bruno as the cat could equally work, with the other being the rat. I think anyone could be the opposite role to Mira, but just for these scenarios I’m going with Bruno because he’s the next most integral to the movie. Alma is the role of god because I’m pretty sure the head of the Sohmas was, and she wasn’t cursed in the same way the rest of them are. Feel free to correct me if I’m wrong tho! Let’s speculate babeyyy!
Mirabel as the cat seems like the logical equivalent to being the only giftless one in the family. Because she’s Mirabel, she would never blame any of her family for her situation, but she’d probably be a little more sad in general because let’s be real this curse is a whole lot worse than just being giftless. She’s not 18 yet though, so she’s not completely cut off yet but the family is still weird around her. Her parents would be just as supportive though, but I think they’d also be resigned to the cat’s fate because unlike the Madrigal miracle, this curse has gone on for generations and there’s nothing they can really do. Bruno being the rat and closest to Alma means he’s the golden child pretty much his whole life which is yknow good for him compared to his fall from goldenchildism in the movie. Whoever’s the cat before Mirabel is long locked away at this point so he can kinda separate himself from it. But once Mirabel is cursed with the cat spirit it becomes more personal and clear how messed up it all is and he starts to blame himself because he’s possessed by the spirit that betrayed her. I can see this being the point where he starts to isolate himself or disappears altogether, maybe going off to find a way to break the curse.
If Bruno is the cat, by the time Mirabel is 15 he’s been locked up a while. Mirabel being the rat would be interesting because she could be closest to Alma but in a surface level way when they go out maybe, at home I can see Alma passive aggressively taking out her frustration out on Mirabel. There’s no way Alma would just be okay with her son being locked up even if it has to be done, and she probably subconsciously blames Mirabel for it because she’s the rat even though she didn’t actually do anything and doesn’t want any of her family to be treated so badly. I remember in the show the previously locked up person could talk to others if they came to him, but I can see the Madrigals all feeling too guilty to go see Bruno at all. Then in comes Mirabel who barely knows him and wants to help the family and the story goes from there.
Anyone feel free to take these ideas and run with em! :D
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Ms. Marvel Episode 2
Spoilers ahead <3
WE GOT A DIVERSE SET OF MUSLIMS! YEAH, WE DID! I'm excited for that one.
We got Kamran! Which is great. Did I get super excited because at first, I thought he was Kareem? Yes, and then I was slightly disappointed. But Kamran is nice too, he and Kamala's "driving lesson" was cute. I expect it is all about to fall apart. Also poor Bruno Brian.
We also got the mosque scene from the comics, kinda wish Kamala's retort from the comics of "well the Prophet's mosque was different", was included, but that's okay. We got Sheikh Abdullah and he was great.
Kamala and her mother reconciling was so relatable, overall. You get into a fight but you both love each other and you're trying your best. It was great. And we are further confirming suspicions I had after last week that something has happened in Kamala's mother's family -- her Nani and her mom all seem to know something about Aisha -- who maybe disappeared during the partition? She definitely disappeared, I can't tell if she then reappeared though, that confused me. Or if she was just gone forever after that. It was hard to tell based on how so many people talked about her as if they knew her, but that's gossip for you. But I have to bet she's the lady that's reaching toward Kamala when Kamala uses her powers. (Edit: I saw people saying it was Kamran's mom? They sounded very sure, so they're probably right as t's a thing that people can see and I was very distracted by... everything else happening in this show. But I suspect if it is Kamran's mom it will be confirmed next ep)
Also, TYESHA!!!! Tyesha totally knew Kamran was not a cousin, and she didn't sell Kamala out, and I love her for that. We've got a start of Tyesha&Kamala bonding and I'm here for it. Also, that lie would totally work in my family. There's so much family. Who's a cousin? Who's not? Who's to say?
And we got more pretty South Asian outfits for Eid! Bruno's reaction of another Eid? Also very relatable. It's like we just had one, and now there's another one? Well, alright then. I further like how Bruno is so integrated into the Khan family. And Nakia too -- her guilting Yusuf, poor man was so conflicted :(
And Bruno got in!!! To the Cal state thing! I'm so proud of him! It's definitely going to be a plot conflict and further relationship strainer between him and Kamala. I'm not ready for that angst.
Kamala's slowly getting a grip on her powers, I mean other than the fainting thing. That's not great -- hilarious reaction by her family to when it happened though. We also seem to be following the comic-adjacent plot of Kamala pretends to be someone else (is Night Light another superhero?) or just isn't her true self as a superhero before becoming Ms. Marvel, which I like because it fits with the "where do I fit in" type story that Kamala has as someone who grew up in America but whose family is from elsewhere.
I like Nakia's new storyline both of Mosque board and we talk about her being mixed-race and her relationship to her faith. I think that's great that we're incorporating the casting into the plot and I think I prefer that to if they just brushed over it.
Also, Kamala's powers come from inside her??? Inhumans maybe? But also maybe something else, either way, I saw someone predict this after last week and they were right, the bangle is activating something, not the source, and potentially it activated something for people up her family tree????
Also, the Kingo mention <3. I love that Marvel has its own Bollywood canon now.
Edit: I forgot about this because I get distracted easily, but the DoDC sucksssss. Manipulating Zoe? The racism? The usage of drones against a teenager? All of it. Terrible. Never talk to anyone without a lawyer. We found at least some of our villains.
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Ben Affleck on Air
July 13, 2023
By: Jon Fauer
Ben Affleck discusses his work directing AIR, shooting “D” camera, and producing the film with co-star Matt Damon and their production company Artists Equity. Bob Richardson, ASC, was the cinematographer.
Jon Fauer: What cameras did you use on AIR?
Ben Affleck: We had the ALEXA 35. I think we were the first or second movie to shoot with it. Chivo and Bruno Delbonnel used them on a series. But I think we were the first movie, and I remember we got three prototype bodies directly from ARRI.
There are photos of you with a RED V-RAPTOR. Is that your personal camera?
We used ARRI ALEXA 35 as the main cameras. I had a RED V-RAPTOR 8K VV with the new Angénieux Optimo Ultra Compact 28-76 T2.9 zoom lens. Bob Richardson, ASC had a set of custom prime lenses from Panavision. They were excellent. In order to integrate with those prime lens and to be at a level to satisfy Bob, I wanted to have a compact zoom that I could use to add to the look of the movie—to add a little bit of the kind of “captured look” of the movie. I used the V-RAPTOR because it’s small enough so that when I wanted to get into certain places, I could handhold it with the Angénieux. So, there were “A,” “B” and “C” ALEXA 35 cameras, and my V-RAPTOR was the “D” camera, effectively.
Part of the reason I had the Angénieux on the V-RAPTOR was because we started production before we could get all the ALEXA 35 bodies. So I tried using the V-RAPTOR and integrating it with the ALEXA 35. It was also interesting to see how to match the color spaces, which were mainly about the skin tones. We often go back and forth. It’s become increasingly difficult to separate RED and ALEXA color spaces. There was a time when I felt they were more distinct. I think RED has really done a great job of approaching the skin tones. But ultimately, we went with the ALEXA 35 as our main cameras for our particular look on this movie.
The benefit for me using the V-RAPTOR was that I could just get in there. The way I operate is that Bob Richardson sets up two cameras. Obviously, he’s brilliant. He’s a genius. He finds where the shots should be. So inherently, by necessity, I have to be somewhere that you wouldn’t normally put a camera.
Then I have to compose, within that space, a different kind of shot than you would typically see. I like to go handheld. Sometimes I’m racking focus, documentary style. I pull focus myself. The reason I like the Ultra Compact Zoom lens is because if I’m focusing myself, going to where my attention is. I’m not having to tell people which actor to focus on.
In the scene with Sonny (Matt Damon) and George Reveling (Marlon Wayans) in the bar, was that you racking focus from one to the other?
That was me, most of it. There was some rack focusing in there. As an actor, I often find myself actually liking my off-camera work a little bit better because I’m more relaxed. Especially early on—maybe the first day—I’ll often just go and shoot. I filmed both Matt and Marlon during the other person’s close-up. It was essentially having them in the foreground—not a close-up single, but pulling to them from the foreground. Often, there’s something about the relaxation that you feel when you just don’t think you’re on camera. It actually gets a little bit looser, sometimes a little ad lib. Maybe it’s just me, but I always feel like, “Gosh, I should have done it like that when I was on camera.” There’s just an extra degree of relaxation, so I don’t want to miss that.
Obviously, on [analog] film, you wouldn’t have been able to do that for obvious reasons. Now, in digital, it’s really more about the quality of light. You’re often working at much lower light levels now. It means that you can get in interesting places. And it really becomes about composition in a lot of ways. I wouldn’t shoot something where Bob doesn’t agree. I always say to Bob, “Anything that I get, if you don’t like it, you can throw it away. I am not the cinematographer; you are by a whole long way. Bob is, I think, one of the greatest ever. It’s a real honor that he kind of tolerated my additional shooting.
Having those moments of performance, “caught moments,” or getting over Matt’s arm and shoulder, just makes it feel a little bit less like a movie to me. It’s kind of half captured and thrown away. I feel that it adds to the authenticity. Not all movies can absorb that. But also, I thought it was an interesting complement to the formality of what Bob does. He can’t help but be masterful. I hate to say it, but a little touch of a much less skilled operator in small doses actually flavors the film in an interesting way. I would never be an “A” or “B” camera operator where my job is to make sure to compose properly every time because I couldn’t be relied on to do it. I’d be doing the actor a disservice because I might have missed a great performance. That’s a problem.
I’ll catch inserts, I’ll get a beer glass filling, the food, environmental cutaways, or stuff in the office. All of that helps fill out a movie where you spend so much more time if you have to go set up for the inserts, and then the entire company stands around while you shoot the sole of a shoe. Whereas, I would just stand there and grab it and the crew might be walking in front of the camera, and I’m just shooting away. I find it very efficient. Also, I don’t have to explain the kind of inserts I want or the way to do it, or start here and rack focus to that.
However, sometimes I do want a very specific kind of insert, for example, when Sonny is in the room at night in the office. You have all those little library type bankers’ lamps on the tables, which was a cheat that I just allowed ourselves to have because I thought they were pretty.
Were you mixing Super 35 from Bob’s ALEXA 35 camera and Full frame on your V-RAPTOR VV?
No, because we matched formats and the RED sensor mode was cropped to match the size of the ALEXA 35.
Oh, you were in Super35 for all cameras?
Yes. So that it remained consistent. You want to have the same framing. Otherwise it can become awkward. We had a brilliant colorist, Élodie Ichter at Picture Shop. She is a genius. She did magical things integrating the RED footage with the ALEXA. Bob found her and I see why, because she’s amazing. She was able to beautifully apply the LUT and apply grain specifically to the red, green, and blue components of the image. Because with original film stock, of course, the red, green and the blue layers had different degrees of photosensitivity.
Were you always interested in cameras and lenses?
Yes. I’ve been a photographer since high school and I’ve always loved it. It’s in my blood. I’m always taking photographs. I have amazing Super8 footage of shooting Good Will Hunting. My brother and I took a 16mm camera across the country. I’ve always loved film and photography. The great joy now is our new company, Artists Equity. The idea is equity and ownership. I own the company but don’t take a salary. I’m aligned with the company’s interests and this is a symbol of how we want how artists to be compensated. But our real secret salary is that we mostly own our own gear. We buy the lenses, the bodies and then rent them back to the production. But it’s really just so that I can expand my collection. The Angénieux Ultra Compact zoom is an example. I won’t mention any other specific lenses.
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Well, over the the years I have accumulated a collection of vintage lenses that I bring to the company. Because, as the cameras get more resolution, there can be a crispness veering towards football game or a newscast video that works against the combination of old glass and the motion blur of film, which gave you a bit of a distance. I think it helps suspend disbelief. I don’t think that resolution itself is bad because if it’s well lit, the resolution can actually give you smoother details and pleasing fall-off.
I have a set of Canon K35s that are rehoused. They are unbelievable. I have ZEISS Ultra Primes and Super Speeds. I have some old ARRI/FUJINON Alura Zooms and crazy Russian lenses from the ‘50s that I got off eBay.
Amazing. I had no idea you were a member of our camera and lens geek society.
Man, I get made fun of. It’s a very serious addiction.
Why are others not doing this—sort of going back to the days when the studios and production companies had in-house camera departments and owned the equipment?
I don’t know why not. I think that stopped once the studios got broken up. But still, we work with rental houses. We’re not looking to put rental houses out of business because there’s always something somebody wants to rent. In particular, the camera bodies.
This will continue to bud. You buy one and then the next one. ALEXA, V-RAPTOR, VENICE 2 are great, and there’ll be another. They’re always innovating. But the glass is something worth collecting. Look at Panavision. Some of the lenses we used for AIR are from Ben-Hur. They have some beautiful glass. The age and quality of the glass does have an effect. Vintage lenses can be especially good in Full Frame format with its high resolution 8K. I just love it. It’s definitely compulsive.
We also own all our post production equipment. Even post here is in-house. It allows us to offer the means for artists on limited budgets to really try to do it for less. We go, “Here, take the gear. Here are the cameras, the lenses, the stuff.”
When we were doing Good Will Hunting, the logic was, well, you needed a million dollars just for a camera body and film. It was about 60 cents a foot to buy the film, 60 cents to process, and then the cost of the workprint. And lots of lights just to get an exposure. These were hard costs. Now, I feel that if we give you a camera and lens, you should be able to make a movie. That’s why I’m really grateful to have that Angénieux Optimo Ultra Compact zoom. I love it—it’s really the best handheld zoom for me. If you want to be most versatile and still have something that can cut with the most elegant glass, you really cannot do better than that.
What did Bob Richardson ultimately think about your having a different lens than the Panavision lenses he was using?
I’m very respectful and deferential. I only know enough about photography to know how much better Bob is than I.
But it cut well. Vintage Panavision primes and a contemporary Angénieux zoom worked well together.
They did. Bob knew that I was respectful of it, that I understood how he was lighting and understood the look and was not going to violate it. I also knew that he was looking at it and grading it. If there was something he had a problem with, he could, obviously, mark it and grade it, or get rid of it. Bob was grading as we went along on the set. Of course, there was a show LUT. But, we had a physical grading suite on set where he worked with the colorist as we were shooting, which was extremely useful.
I think, probably, in his heart of hearts, Bob would have liked a more professional operator than me since he is used to working with the very best. I’m no Colin Anderson [Camera Operator on AIR], that’s for sure. And I’m not as good as Bob. But I am good enough that some of the stuff can end up in the movie and, as I said, I know enough to appreciate how much work goes into being a great cinematographer like Bob.
There was a nice immediacy that you also had in “Argo.”
Yeah. That was another movie where we used all kinds of cameras and lenses—anamorphic, spherical, film bodies, ALEXA, Super8. We used almost every format you can shoot in, each distinct to a certain location—the CIA, Iran, Turkey, Hollywood. They all had different looks, lenses, bodies and style. They gave you a sense of different worlds, hopefully.
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Erik ten Hag can unleash his new Manchester United midfield for the first time vs Real Madrid
Erik ten Hag can unleash his new Manchester United midfield for the first time vs Real Madrid
When Manchester United announced their starting lineup for the game against Arsenal at the MetLife Stadium on Saturday evening, everyone immediately focused on one particular player.
Andre Onana had become the center of attention since his recent transfer from Inter Milan to United, which had been finalized just two days before. Despite the whirlwind of events, he wasted no time and joined his new teammates in New Jersey after completing the necessary formalities at Carrington.
Considering the tight schedule and the quick turnaround, it was unlikely for Onana to start in the match against Arsenal. As expected, he was not included in the matchday squad, but he did take part in the pre-match warm-up, giving United's fans in the US their first glimpse of his abilities at Old Trafford.
With a few more days of training under his belt, the chances are high that Onana will make his debut for United in their game against Real Madrid in Houston on Wednesday evening (early Thursday in the UK). Manager Erik ten Hag will be eager to see how he performs and how well he integrates with the team.
If given the opportunity to start as the goalkeeper, Ten Hag might finally select a starting lineup in this pre-season that closely resembles his strongest XI, although they will be missing the striker that Manchester United desperately want. With less than three weeks left before their Premier League opener against Wolves, the match against Madrid at NRG Stadium will mark the halfway point in their pre-season schedule.
As time keeps passing, Ten Hag will soon have to consider fielding his strongest XI and prepare them for the season's first game. However, changes at halftime and various moments during the second halves of matches are still expected during pre-season.
In their initial three first-team friendly matches, Manchester United mixed youth and experience from the start, and the victory against Arsenal on Saturday saw the return of the club's international players, who didn't participate in the wins against Leeds United and Lyon before traveling to the United States.
Despite all the available players against Arsenal, Kobbie Mainoo retained his place in midfield for the third consecutive game. He was joined in the midfield by Mason Mount, who also earned his third successive start, along with Bruno Fernandes, who returned to the team.
During the first half, the trio of Mainoo, Mount, and Fernandes demonstrated excellent chemistry, displaying a clear understanding of their respective roles and responsibilities on the field. Mainoo, who has been the standout player during the summer friendlies, played a crucial role in both goals and once again seized the opportunity to impress Ten Hag and secure his place in the team for the upcoming matches next month.
At halftime, Mainoo, Mount, and Fernandes were substituted, leading to a different midfield-three for the second half. Scott McTominay, Christian Eriksen, and Casemiro took their places on the field, all of whom returned to training at Carrington in mid-July after their international duties in June.
Casemiro is the definite starter among the trio in Ten Hag's preferred midfield for this season. With Mount's arrival, he will be competing with Eriksen for the No.8 position, while Fernandes, serving as both captain and influential player, will surely occupy the No.10 role.
The first half in New Jersey saw Mount and Fernandes playing together for the first time, which might encourage Ten Hag to consider adding Casemiro to the midfield instead of Mainoo. This move would allow him to test his strongest midfield combination.
It is widely believed that Casemiro, Mount, and Fernandes will make up the primary midfield trio for the team, providing Manchester United with a well-rounded mix of defensive expertise, energy, ball-playing skills, and creativity.
Certainly, bringing Casemiro into the team and replacing Mainoo would not be a criticism of Mainoo's performance, as he has been outstanding in the last three games. The decision is simply about exploring how Casemiro can fit alongside Mount in the midfield.
As the start of the season draws near, Ten Hag understands the importance of seeing Casemiro, Mount, and Fernandes playing together as soon as possible. The upcoming match against world-class opposition in Madrid presents a perfect opportunity to test this new midfield combination and see how they perform together on the field.
Erik ten Hag can unleash his new Manchester United midfield for the first time vs Real Madrid
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NAME. Bruno Donato
AGE & BIRTH DATE. 35 & April 21, 1988
GENDER & PRONOUNS. Male & He/Him
SPECIES. Witch
COVEN. Narcissus
OCCUPATION. Marshal & Mortician at Acheron
FACE CLAIM. Sinqua Walls
BIOGRAPHY
( tw: death, blood ) Being born into the Narcissus coven meant everything to Bruno. When his mothers brought him into the world, he was nothing but a happy baby. He was marked from birth with the Narcissus sign on his wrist and his parents only expected greatness from him. From the outside looking in, they seemed like a happy witch family. His childhood was nothing short of treasured for how much he felt love from his mothers and those around him. There was nothing he couldn’t do in the coven and he was only given the tools to try his hand at anything he could ever want. Even at a young age, he was looking into blood magic and all that came with it. Bruno didn’t fear any sort of magic. His mothers had taught him that and so had everyone around him.
However, happiness was always only surface level. As much as Bruno would have loved to think his family was perfect and nothing could go wrong, there was something darker there that he could have never expected. Where he had tried his best to be a healer within the coven, studying the schools of restoration and illusion, one of his mothers had delved into something much darker. There was no shame within the Narcissus. They were told to not fear magic in any form. It seemed his mother had taken those words quite literally. Before he could even get the matured mark of the Narcissus on his wrist, it was too late for her.
She had spoken of Python whispering in her ear and all he could ever do was nod and pretend everything was okay. Necromancy was her crime. Her mind was gone and all Bruno could do after that was hope she would be alright. His other mother had looked him in the eyes when the Senate took her away and told him to never do such a thing as what her wife had done. But how could he look at this and not be intrigued by the mere thought of it? Nevertheless, he ended up pushing the thought of one of his mothers to the back of his mind and focusing on the magic he did have. He was no prodigy, but now, more than any other time, the one mother he did have left expected so much from him that it had only become stifling.
When he turned eighteen, it seemed easy for him to gain that matured Narcissus mark on his wrist. It had felt right when he had summoned that lesser demon. It had felt right when he all but felt his boot on the back of their neck. This being was nothing to him but a way for him to fully integrate himself into the coven his mother so desperately hoped he stayed within. If it wasn’t for her own reasons, it was for protection. She wanted Bruno to be safe and to have family to fall back on if she was ever to lose herself as well. It was not a thought in her mind to travel down the same path as her wife, but what she didn’t know was that the thoughts had already entered Bruno’s mind.
The witch had decided to focus on healing though. Whatever thoughts crept into his mind of how his lost mother was were always replaced with honing his magic. He stuck to the schools of restoration and illusion if only to somehow stop something like what happened to her from happening to others. He would heal whoever needed it, whether it was physical or mental. If only he had been able to do so for his mother, then maybe she would still be around. Bruno still had one with him though, one that would look at him with nothing but love and adoration in her eyes. Even as he found himself in a profession such as being a mortician, she only wanted whatever made him happy. However, he always knew that, deep down, maybe he was more broken than he could ever let her know.
PERSONALITY
+ charismatic, reliable, straight-forward
– impulsive, self-indulgent, impish
PLAYED BY KENYER. EST. She/Her.
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New research shows that drinking 5 cups of green tea a day may help reduce blood sugar and intestinal inflammation
In addition to being delicious, tea is also very beneficial to our health. From reducing the risk of cancer and helping manage diabetes, to improving sleep and boosting creativity, there are many reasons why we should get into the habit of drinking a little tea every morning as a brief self-care ritual to start the day.
As of June 2022, when the findings are published in the journal Current Developments in Nutrition, we have another reason to stick with green tea: Consumption of green tea has been shown to be due to its anti-inflammatory properties. Can lower blood sugar levels, reduce intestinal inflammation and permeability. The latter is a factor involved in "leaky gut syndrome," which is based on the concept that a hyperpermeable gut can allow toxins or unwanted substances to enter the bloodstream.
So, what did this green tea study find?
Researchers from Penn State and The Ohio State University were curious if green tea extract could help reduce the risk of health factors associated with metabolic syndrome -- a group of disorders that often occur together and increase the risk of heart disease risk of disease, diabetes, stroke, etc. The Mayo Clinic explains that the more "markers" you can check for metabolic syndrome risk factors, the more likely you are to develop serious health problems later in life. Here are the four main disorders associated with metabolic syndrome:
Blood pressure above 130/85 mmHg
Excess body fat around the waist; some define a waist as more than 38 inches for men and 32 inches for women
Fasting blood glucose of 100 mg/dL or higher or A1C reading of 5.7% or higher.
Fasting triglyceride levels above 150mg/dL and fasting high-density lipoprotein (HDL, the "good" type) cholesterol below 40mg/dL in men or 50mg/dL in women
According to a May 2015 report by JAMA Network, approximately 35 percent of U.S. adults and 50 percent of Americans age 60 or older meet the hallmarks of being diagnosed with metabolic syndrome.
So in this study, Ohio State University senior study author Richard Bruno, Ph.D. and professor of human nutrition, and his team wanted to delve into the main areas of his research over the past 15 years— — Green tea, to see how it affects cardiometabolic health and its link to gut health — something he had previously noticed in mice.
Dr. Bruno and his team interviewed 40 participants, 21 of whom met criteria for metabolic syndrome. Everyone was given gummies containing catechins (natural polyphenolic phytochemicals found in tea, beans, red wine, strawberries and select other plants). The amount of catechins in each gummy is equal to that in five cups of green tea. Individuals were instructed to consume one gummy per day for 28 days. They took a month off, and each took a placebo for the next 28 days.
Throughout the study, because green tea is rich in polyphenols, individuals were instructed to eat a diet low in polyphenols, which otherwise could lead to incorrect findings (e.g., eating a lot of berries, apples, and grapes).
Scientists measured each participant's fasting blood sugar, insulin, lipids (cholesterol) and dietary polyphenol levels before the start of the study and on days 14 and 28 of the gummy intervention and placebo phases. They also asked for stool samples to study intestinal inflammation.
Results: Green tea extract was shown to lower blood sugar while reducing intestinal inflammation and permeability in people with and without metabolic syndrome.
"The importance of gut health to humans is exemplified by our research and shows that dietary factors rich in catechins, such as green tea, can help reduce glucose intolerance by limiting gut inflammation and improving gut integrity risk," Dr Bruno told reporters. "Our study suggests that regular consumption of green tea has the potential to be part of the solution to managing metabolic syndrome risk."
Next, Dr. Bruno and other researchers will take a deeper look at how green tea affects the microbes in the gut, hoping to find out whether green tea can boost beneficial bacteria while helping reduce the number of less beneficial bacteria in the gut.
This new green tea study found that ingesting catechins from green tea extract -- about the amount of five cups of green tea -- can lower blood sugar and increase gut health.
It's worth noting, however, that this finding came from using the extract, not the green tea itself. More research is needed to determine whether we can avoid supplements and promote gut health and manage chronic inflammation and blood sugar by drinking five cups of tea.
Oh yes, five cups of tea is indeed a lot. Drinking too much caffeinated tea may cause nausea, heartburn, feelings of nervousness, or difficulty sleeping. In fact, even one cup a day, combined with a balanced, whole-food-rich diet, can have great benefits for your good gut bacteria, blood sugar, and overall body.
If you want something different, you can also:
try iced
Add something to green tea: like citrus or ginger
Add green tea to smoothies
Keep it in an eye-catching water bottle as a reminder to drink more tea
#tea#chinese tea#green tea#Qiandao Silver Needle Tea#catechin#blood sugar#heart disease#diabetes#stroke
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Just watched Encanto for the second time and in conclusion there is so much comedic potential for after the movie when Bruno is home again. Example:
*Bruno and Camilo running into each other in the kitchen*
Bruno:
Camilo:
Bruno:
Camilo: I think I hear my name--
Bruno: no bc why were you telling people I was seven feet tall. What was that about. You've seen me stand next to my sisters, I'm shorter than both of them. I don't know whether to be offended or flattered.
Camilo: YOU HEARD THAT???
Bruno: these walls aren't that thick and also you have some serious fucking pipes
#encanto#bruno madrigal#camilo madrigal#encanto camilo#encanto bruno#pls i want more of them#how did bruno integrate#back into the family after#living in the walls for ten years#maybe this is ooc but#it was funny to me
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Brother Moments in Nightwing Annual 2021
pt. 2
(spoiler alert, duh.)
8. Feel free to hit me hard.
First of all, I love the tribute/shout out to Nightwing's current main team from Tom Taylor. The current Nightwing is written by Tom Taylor with art by Bruno Redondo and colors by Adriano Lucas.
Taylor is also the writer for this year's Nightwing Annual and it seems he slipped in a tribute to the rest of his main team in Oracle's dialogue when she made a report to Nightwing.
That aside, let's talk about the scene itself. I think it's pretty funny how they're both adults now but Dick still won't let Jason drive (for now, at least).
And I feel like this scene symbolises Jason's inner turmoil which tends to punish himself over the things he's done in the past. But I might be reading too much into this lmao.
Ramming into Clayface with the Batmobile is a pretty cool entrance made by the two oldest Batbros though.
9. Clayface grabs Dick.
Jason really came to Dick's defense here.
Jason: put my damn brother down, bitch
And Clayface really underestimated Jason's daddy issues, huh.
It's a pretty funny scene though. I don't know why Clayface thought it'd be a good idea to morph into Batman of people.
There isn't much to talk about in this scene but I included it because I think it's amusing.
10. Jason gets to drive.
See, Jason, this is exactly why Dick never lets you drive.
And the one time he did let Jason drive, he wrecks the Batmobile.
I guess Dick handing the keys over to Jason symbolises letting him take over the mission, too. Since Jason is personally involved with this case now (his mother overdosed from drugs supplied by Wolfgang Blysma, aka the villain who hired Clayface).
who knew he'd end up wrecking their dad's car tho lmao
11. Epic entrance.
Not much to talk about here, just a super epic entrance by the Batbros.
Also, I consider it canon that Jason grew to be taller than Dick (most fanart also depict Jason as taller than Dick). So I'm a little disappointed that it wasn't integrated into this issue (it's a personal preference, though).
12. Conclusion of the story.
I like their friendly banter here, it's rather cute.
I'm glad Jason is satisfied with seeing criminals getting justice. After all, there was a time when violence seemed to be the only way out for him. He's learning to control his violence better, and we're all so proud of you.
It's funny how they both agree not to tell Dad that they took his car out for a joyride (and wrecked it).
This issue seems to tie a lot of the current events to past events, back when Jason was Robin. It fits so well and the story is thoroughly wholesome.
What a great story, definitely one of my favourite Dick and Jason team-ups.
Bonus: Good Brother!Dick dialogue.
I personally love the fact that Dick told Jason that he's proud of him, even mentioning that Bruce probably is, too.
They're a pretty troubled family, but they sure do love each other, don't they?
that concludes all i've got for everyone today, see u in the post! don't forget to read the current Nightwing run, it's reallt good!
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#batman#batfam#batman family#dick grayson#nightwing#jason todd#red hood#robin#tim drake#duke thomas#damian al ghul#damian wayne#barbara gordon#cassandra cain#stephanie brown#oracle#batgirl#red robin#alfred pennyworth#nightwing annual#nightwing 2016#tom taylor#dc comics
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