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miss-pan-ac · 2 years

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In the Mama Mirabel Au can you ever see Antonio calling her Mama just naturally without thinking? and how do you think she'd react?

Oh absolutely! Best part? It's his first word, and it's directed towards her.

This can actually tie into the last ask, and it's the first of many heartbreaks for La Familia Madrigal.

It's dinner time in the home for the Madrigals and everyone's seated and enjoying Julieta's delicious cuisine. Small talk is exchanged at the table, with people telling each other a little about their day, besides the two youngest Madrigals of course.

Mirabel is seated next to Luisa on her left and Antonio on her right, up in his high chair being spoon-fed by her Tio Felix who was speaking with his wife.

"I'm just worried, Felix!", Pepa suddenly exclaimed, a cloud beginning to form over her head. "What, I'm not allowed to be worried?"

"Of course you are, mi amor. I just don't want you to worry yourself too much," Felix responded.

"What's going on," Julieta asked. "Is everything alright?"

"Es que yo no se hermana! Antonio ya va complir un año, y no dicho una palabra! Not even 'mama' or 'dada'! Nothing! What if something's wrong and we don't know?" Pepa replied frettingly, the cloud over her head slowly turning grey with her worry.

"Pepa, your cloud. Get rid of it before it rains on us," Abuela scolded.

Pepa flinched slightly and frowned some more, her hand already running through her hair. "Sorry, mama." She closed her eyes and took deep breaths muttering "Clear skies, clear skies" under her breath until the cloud retreated...mostly.

Julieta smiled warmly at her sister, reassurance in her expression. "I'm sure he's fine Pepa, some babies take a little while. I'm sure he'll be talking soon."

Here Augustín chimed in, smiling at Pepa teasingly. "Yeah, and once he starts talking I'm sure he's not gonna stop. Remember Camilo and Maribel? Oh, those two," he chuckled. "Once they started they never stopped, so enjoy it while it lasts."

Pepa relaxed at that and laughed at the indignant exclamations from the two mentioned, one annoyed, the other laughing, both embarrassed. Antonio looked away from his father at the sound of Mirabel's voice. Seeing her laugh caused him to smile and start laughing too. Everyone smiled at his little giggles and Mirabel started making funny faces at him, causing him to laugh harder.

The next moment, however, will leave a small scar on the family and an even bigger one on the house. Antonio looked at Mirabel, a grin on his face and arms stretched towards her, and said, "Mama!"

The entire family stilled and looked at him, shocked faces plastered on, no one knowing how to react. On one hand, Antonio finally said his first word! On the other hand, he said to Mirabel.

Mirabel sat there frozen, happy and anxious at the same time. Happy that he said his first word. Happy that he said to her. Happy that's what he thought of her after everything she's done for him--. Anxious that he said it to her. Anxious over her family's reaction, her Tia's reaction.

After a few moments of silence and Mirabel not reaching for him, he put his hands down before reaching out to her again, a small frown on his face in worry. He made a few grunts and made a grabbing motion to her. After no response still, he did the same motions, tears slowly welling in his eyes, and asked, "Mama?"

Suddenly thunder boomed, everyone jumping in shock and some even letting out small shrieks in fright. Antonio whipped his head to Pepa and saw her shocked and slightly angry expression, being rained on by her now-dark-grey cloud. The cloud released small lightning strikes and another boom, terrifying Antonio. And he reacted like any other babe in his spot would: he cried in fright.

He turned back around to Mirabel, reaching out for her crying with a scared look on his face. This was enough for Mirabel to snap out of her stupor and spring into action. She reached forward and grabbed Antonio, lifting him out of his chair, and began to rock him. She took a step back from the table and her Tia to further comfort him (and herself).

Antonio buried himself in Mirabel's chest crying, and the action angered Pepa further, the cloud letting out another large boom. She took a step forward and Maribel took a step back. Mirabel looked at her Tia's angry face, her Tio's bewildered one, and looked at everyone else's reaction. Luisa, Camilo, Julieta, and Augustín all looked at her with shocked and confused expressions. Abuela and Isabella were glaring at her in annoyance, Isabella a little confused too. And Dolores looked at her in understanding, after all, she hears and knows all.

Pepa took another step forward and Mirabel again another step back, Antonio still crying in her chest. Mirabel looked towards the exit and back at the family. "I'm gonna take Antonio back to the nursery and help calm him down," she said nervously and then ran off, ignoring the loud protests from her Tio and Tia and the calls of her name from the rest, once again being helped by Casita in her escape and holding the family back.

#mama mirabel au #encanto #mirabel madrigal #maribel madrigal #antonio madrigal #pepa madrigal #abuela alma madrigal #abuela madrigal #felix madrigal #isabella madrigal #isabela madrigal #luisa madrigal #julieta madrigal #augustin madrigal #camilo madrigal #dolores madrigal #casita #hurt/comfort

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marvelmaniac2000 · 2 years

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Extended Family ~ Bruno Madrigal (Part 2)

Storyline: The Madrigals continue to expand their bloodline, which makes abuela tease the question toward you and Bruno.

Word count: 1194

~ Part 1~

Characters: Bruno x fem! reader, the rest of the madrigal family;

Added characters of my own which consist of the three boy triplets you had with Bruno. Their names; Lennox, Noah & Nacio.

Subject: SO much FLUFF I felt like balling my eyes out. Superpowers and family relations

Side Note: West side story song reference made me think of babies I don’t know why.. I didn’t write anything about what the triplets' powers would be because I want to leave that to the reader’s imagination for their own children with Bruno.

“Tonight, Tonight, It all began tonight,

It all began tonight, I saw you and the world went away.

Tonight, Tonight, There’s only you tonight, What you are, what you do, what you say”

YOU softly sang with your eyes closed. The bedroom was fairly dark with only the moon shining through the window. Your back was twisted with post labor pains but it didn’t matter as long as you held your babies in your bare arms. Bruno held one of the triplets in his arms while you held the other two. It was quite ironic how generational curses work wonders with our genes. You cared for three boy triplets rather than Bruno and his other two sisters as the first.

“I think I know which one you are going to be the rebellious one” Bruno watched his son intently while sitting in a chair next to your bedside.

“Just because he’s opening his eyes for a brief second doesn’t mean much” you chuckled.

“I think you forget how much I know and don’t know” he adjusted the blanket tighter around his child.

You gave out a harsh sigh of relief and briefly tried to take in the moment. It seemed like everything was going to be perfectly fine in your life. Never have you thought in a million years you would be having three children already the first time around. The emotions in you were filled with excitement, but soon flooded with doubt.

“And to just think this is only the beginning” Bruno gently removed himself from his chair to place his son inside his crib. You snap out of your thoughts and adjust your face to seem more punctual.

“I know, it’s all happened so fast.. I just hope I can live up to your family’s expectations” you leaned your arm toward Bruno so he could give your arms a rest from holding your sons. Usually Brunito is the one you try to keep at bay considering how much anxiety he gets from his powers. But this time it’s as if you hoped you had his powers just so you know the future was going to be ok for your children. Bruno avoided your worrisome thoughts like the plague. He always knew when you seemed troubled about living up to your family’s reputation like Maribel but it sometimes affected him more than you.

“Why don’t you just go ahead and rest for a bit, I think I can handle it from here” he sat on the edge of the bed. His long raven hair had given more streaks of gray inside his beard and hair.

The years were starting to take its toll but it didn’t bother you much. He took your hand into his and remembered the first time you both met.

“Just remember that everything will be ok” he soothed. Without question you felt like yourself once again.

( Fast forward Five years later)

Fireflies danced around the sticky swarm night air as a celebration as the Madrigals swung back around. The Casita boomed of close friends and family from town. Every time a new generation of children comes around the casita marks on the child’s fifth birthday to show them their own very gift. And as you guessed it, your troublesome three was up next for their very special day…

“Bruno this is it! I’ve waited so long for this very moment” you adjusted your sons’ bow ties that match the same color sequence as you and Bruno. It was such a hassle raising them but you just couldn’t get over how much trouble these little ones will cause now with superpowers of their own. The only thing you could pray for is Bruno to help keep them in line with whatever gift they occur. You wipe a tear from the corner of your eye.

“Mom you’ve been crying all dayyyy you’re gonna make it a lot less exciting” Lennox rolled his eyes.

“She’s just happy crying that’s all” Noah innocently hugged your legs to reassure you.

Your other son Nacio was too busy playing footsies with the casita's floor plates. Bruno couldn’t be more proud of his family and how far he’s come. His only concern was that his boys won’t ever experience the mental burden of their gifts. Bruno hasn’t had any visions lately and he already knew why. Since his sons’ were born he never received a vision of his own family since then and he figured it could not determine his own destiny and only everyone else’s.

“Now now hijos lets all get ready by the curtains, I don’t want anyone to get their suits dirtier before the fiesta begins and that means I’m talking to you too Nacio” Bruno raised his voice directly at Nacio who’s white shirt was nearly almost dirty brown.

The boys aligned themselves accordingly and nervously waited for their big moment. You wrapped your arm around Bruno’s and rested your head on his shoulder. “I remember the first time I opened my bedroom door with just me and my sisters.” Bruno gazed out while the voice of Abuela announced the same lines over behind the curtains.

“The funny thing was there weren't any fiestas or other people around. It was just us being happy to have a home.” Bruno's eyes watered for a split second. You rubbed his arm for grievance.

You whispered to your husband to step over to the side once the curtains opened up.

“Now it is time!” Abuela announced with her candle in one hand. The crowd was once in silence around the pathway toward the staircase. The curtains dramatically opened up revealing the next three kens. The boys froze in silence. Noah looked back at you and Bruno with nervousness. You silently mouthed “go on” to him and Bruno gave a fatherly thumbs up.

“We can do it guys...just hold my hand” Lennox took one of his brother's hands. His siblings followed suit and walked down the lighted pathway toward their abuela.

Up the glossy upstairs the boys approached the woman who’s seen it and heard it all.

“Are you all ready for your gift?” Abuela bent ever so slightly to ease her authorized stature. Her smile was warm and kind which lighted the boys’ eyes with encouragement. They slowly nodded their heads and parted their ways to each of their bedroom doors.

Abuela stood at the end of all three of the doors and looked at each of them.

“Go ahead and open your gift”

Tag list: @im-eating-rn @abovenyx @theellyneil

#bruno madrigal x reader #bruno madrigal #encanto #encanto fanfic #fluff #bruno fluff #maribel #abuela #camilo #writing #fanfic #disney plus #love story

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dollmoth-productions · 2 years

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Hi again! Can I request on a platonic madrigals x reader who can make Portals to anywhere, anytime, and in different timelines and in different universes by using a magical monocle that she has on her at all times. She has multiple hanging monocles all over her room that show different universes or timelines that she set up when going their and has souvenirs when coming back to encanto. Thank you for doing my requests I hope you have a great afternoon!

TW OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STALKING POSSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STOCKHOLM SYNDROME MANIPULATION ABUSIVE BEHAVIOR

❤ Abuela hates the fact that you can teleport anyway and any time with your monocle she thinks it's dangerous for someone as young as you to have that much power hypocritical I know having all magical grandkids accept Maribel but it still doesn't shake off the nerves for her so she often takes away your monocle as punishment so you can't really teleport anyway

💙Julieta and agustín they love to spoil you and do anything for you personally Julieta likes to give you a bunch of food and a agustín loves giving you a show personally you love Julietta more for her being more calm but to be fair they're both the same level as crazy as their family they just know how to keep it under control personally whenever you teleport away so you escaped punishment or their possessiveness they're the first to give you some sort of punishment

💙 Isabela feels more accepted and finally gets out of the perfect mold she personally loves to see what you can do and personally her favorite thing is splashing pigment on you and getting your monocle dirty with it being dirty it's very hard to use so you often can't really do much

💙lusia is the one that will always pick you up and allow you to do most of the things that you like to do such a Teleport and you allow her to relax but that doesn't change her mind that you always need to be by the family no matter what so she's the one that normally brings you home after you try to escape

💙Maribel probably relates to you the most because you are mostly blind in one of your eyes because of the teleportation you often just to wear it because it makes you look cool she's probably the less yandere out of all of them but it doesn't change my mind that she would probably be pretty dangerous

💛Pepa and Fèlix are you in different ways mostly with love and affection so personally they will do most of the hugging and most of the picking you up spinning around doing anything sometimes Fèlix purposely hugs you too tight so you're Monolco will snap so you have to fix it and you can't pepa we'll always have a rainbow over her head whenever you're around personally she likes giving you some of her weather to fog up your monocle so you can't teleport anyway so you have to clean it off

💛 Dolores can hear you from a mile away if you think you can escape when she's around you are dead wrong whenever you try to teleport away usually have to make a small incantation so you can't really do anything she will usually call her mother to see if she can do anything

💛 Camilo personally thinks it's really cool but doesn't like it whenever you especially when you have to try to escape him he's probably the most dangerous he is the most violent I hope you have a high tolerance to pain because if you don't he will be in the world of hell

💛 Antonio love to give you certain types of animals and question you about animals if you go into the future and give him an answer it will definitely make him pretty happy but personally he's really scared that you might leave the family so he mostly just agreed to the family to punish you sometimes

💚 Bruno future Visions are hearse worst thing to do but sometimes he has to do it to make sure you are safe and not teleporting away once your Monica was taken away he will do a small Future Vision to see what will happen and if nothing bad happens he lets his mother know if something bad happens he will take it in his own hands

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so-this-happened-i-guess · 2 years

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Don’t worry, my dear

[Mirabel Madrigal x Reader]

Request: (anonymous) Hello dear author, if it's not too much trouble, could you request some angst-to-fluff for Maribel? Warnings: -small angst, but then there’s a bit of fluff to make up for that! -mentioned/implied abuse + unhealthy relationship

Author’s note: Of course it’s not too much trouble! thank you for requesting this! I hope the story is to your liking, dear anon! ;D

Also, call me Alex, if you’d like! easier to spell, imo! :D

The last few days have been... difficult, you thought to yourself, carrying the heavy basket full of freshly washed clothes. You frowned at the amount, making a mental note to do the washing sooner next time. You set the basket down, huffing quietly, and started hanging the pieces on the thin rope so it all could dry on the warm sun, just hoping that Pepa’s good mood would remain as long as possible.

Hanging piece by piece, it was easy for you to get lost in your own thoughts, focusing on the real reason why your own mood wasn’t as cheerful as it usually was. And that instant, you suddenly felt cold sweat on your back, your lips pressed into a thin line and you tried to keep your breath in check so you wouldn’t just start hyperventilating.

You knew who’d hear this change in breathing. You also knew that person would rush to a certain someone to tell them about it.

But even just thinking about the reason made your body ache. The bruises on your skin feel even more sensitive, even the thin fabric of your clothes made you wince as it brushed against your abused body.

Even if it’d been a few days and things were pretty much different now... because you were with better people now...

It stings, you thought. You didn’t want to cry, yet you felt tears in your eyes, threatening to spill.

You remembered as your partner... no... ex-partner, the person you loved so dearly all that time ago and who you thought loved you back just as much, raised their hand to strike. You couldn’t even react because you didn’t expect something like that. The way your cheek stung so much after they hit you, the way you stumbled back and fell on your bottom. The way fear crept into you as you stared up at the person who used to be your world who then proceeded to hit you again and again, yelling and screeching insults.

How the world slowly faded to black thanks to all the pain...

... And how you woke up the next day in the Madrigal’s house, in their casita, in one certain girl’s bed.

“-ello?“

You were only 15, how could that even happen to you in the first place? In your first relationship ever? How could you judge someone’s character SO badly?

“-(-/N)-?”

“-ey, (Y/N)- Are you okay?“ A sudden voice broke your string of thoughs, snapping you out of whatever state you were in.

Your face felt hot, and tears were streaming down your face. Your eyes were wide and your fists were clenching a bed sheet that you just threw over the thin rope to let it dry. You didn’t even remember doing that.

Next, you realise someone’s hand was placed on your shoulder and out of instinct you brushed the hand off quickly, turning to face the person and finally realising who it was.

Mirabel.

“Mirabel?“ you repeated now out loud - in a whispering volume, blinking and wiping your tears. Mirabel looked worried, hands hovering in the air awkwardly as if she wanted to do something, but wasn’t sure she was allowed to.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay? A-Are you... thinking about it again?“ she asked in a voice as soft as she could, you knew she was usually loud and cheerful. This wasn’t the time for that.

“Ah- I...“ you paused, thinking of what to say. You noticed your own hands were shaky as you tried to hide them behind your back. You bit your lip.

You didn’t want to talk about it, Mirabel could tell. She hesitated but then she moved closer to you and wrapped her arms around you in a tight embrace.

“It’s okay. It’s okay, if you need to cry. I’m here for you,“ she whispered as she pressed your head so you could hide your face in the crook of her neck. How did she know you needed that? How did she know you wanted to hide? “It’s okay,“ she repated as she rubbed your back softly.

You hiccuped quietly as you returned the embrace, hugging her tightly as well as you let your tears fall once again, crying into her shoulder to let out your pain. She was there for you. You were safe. She made you feel safe.

Neither you or Mirabel knew how long you were in each others arms as you cried your heart out, but once you pulled away, you felt a huge weight falling off your shoulders. You awkwardly tried to fix Mirabel’s clothes as she let out a small giggle and wiped your face with her hankerchief.

“Hey... what about we go over to my place and we just... I dunno, spend time together?“ Mirabel suggested as she smiled at you a little. “You really... left so quick, you didn’t even taste my mami’s arepa con queso...“ she shrugged innocently.

You couldn’t help but smile, of course you knew Mirabel’s mom, Julieta, could heal a person with her cooking. You just left in such a hurry after you woke up that they didn’t manage to ‘force’ you to eat one.

“Okay,“ you agreed quietly, almost shyly. Mirabel hummed as she got a hold of your hand, walking you to Casita while trying to make you laugh with little stories about her family. All those you’ve heard before from the townspeople, but if it was Mirabel telling them, it was just different, better.

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“Here, darling,“ Julieta hummed as she handed Mirabel a plate full of arepas and other homemade snacks, surely enough to make Mirabel’s cousin, Camilo, jealous to see the amount of food.

“Thank you, mami!“ Mirabel sang as she kissed the woman’s cheek and then proceeded to drag you along to her room, where you two sat on the bed.

It was quiet at first, as you two ate quietly and you were amazed that the bruises were, in fact, disappearing and the pain was gone, too.

“Amazing,“ you whispered. Of course you knew about the Madrigal’s Gifts, but even then you never really witnessed it first-hand. Somehow you weren’t around when things were happening.

You heard Mirabel laugh and you turned to face the girl.

“What?“ you asked softly, a smile tugging at your lips.

“Just... you look... happier... Smile looks good on you...” Mirabel started with a bright smile and cheerful tone. “I like that... really, (Y/N)- Hey, don’t make that face!“ she squealed when you grimaced at the compliment. Both of you having fun.

“I like how cheerful you are...“ you admitted after your laughter died down a tiny bit. “I like spending time with you,“ you added.

Mirabel blinked and smiled, you thought she was blushing a little, too.

“I like spending time with you too. I don’t want to see you sad ever again, (Y/N),“ Mirabel nodded as the two of you shifted to sit closer together. “Come here,” she smiled.

It felt so automatic when you two hugged and held onto each other tightly. “I promise things will be much better from now on. I swear,” you heard Mirabel mumble into your shoulder and you tightened your hold on her.

“Thank you,“ you whispered.

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Days passed and you and Mirabel became inseparable. You were always together and you seemed to always be in good spirits. To be honest, no one in the Madrigal family was surprised that you became so close.

One day, you two were talking in front of the casita, giggling at your recent adventures when you needed to use the bathroom real quick. You apologised yourself with a smile and rushed off as Mirabel waited for you while going through the things in her little bag.

“Ay, prima!“ she heard a familiar voice behind her and she scrunched her nose.

“What’s up, Camilo?“ she turned to her cousin and laughed when she saw the face he was making, wiggling eyebrows.

“When’re you gonna make a move?“ Camilo beamed, acting as if he knew something she didn’t.

Mirabel laughed again, “What do you mean?“ she asked, immediately wanting to eat her own words when her cousin shape-shifted into you. Curse the boy. Curse his gift!

“On me, of course! Mira, mi vida!“ Camilo, in your form, mimicked your voice the best he could.

Mirabel gasped, feeling her face turn red. “Shush, primo!” she waved her hands at him. “Stop. Dolores will hear you! (Y/N) will hear you!” she warned him, trying to look as serious as possible.

“Dolores told me about this in the first place,“ Camilo snickered, shapeshifting into his older sister. “We all think (Y/N) likes you too..“ Camilo, in his sister’s body, said. “I heard (Y/N) talk about you, so sweetly, too,“ he added, followed by his typical laughter.

Mirabel pouted as she smacked her cousin’s arm. “”Seriously!” she laughed, knowing very well he meant no harm.

Then she paused.

“Wait, (Y/N) talks about me--too?” she questioned Camilo, who didn’t want to risk being caught pretending to be his sister... again... and returned to his own form.

“She sure does... all the time. Apparently you’re super adorable, prima” he smiled encouragingly. “I’m sure you have nothing to worry about, prima. Just confess already,“ he said, rubbing Mirabel’s shoulder to show his support.

“Aww, are you two bonding? Without me?“ your voice called, startling the blushing Mirabel. Camilo looked at you and winked.

“Oh, we would never,“ he joked. “I’ll get going though. Talk to you later, prima!“ he said, winking at his cousin as if they made a secret promise or whatever. You had to laugh as you watched Mirabel shoo Camilo away.

As the boy left your view, you turned to look at Mirabel, noticing her cheeks were still quite red-ish.

“What he said...“ you said softly, catching Mirabel’s attention.

She played with her hair a little as she laughed nervously, shrugging. “You heard?” she asked.

You just hummed in agreement, smiling at your close friend.

“Oh! Don’t pay him any attention! You know how he is!“ she laughed and shrugged, about to change the topic.

“He’s right, though!“ you rushed to say, grabbing Mirabel’s hand, squeezing slightly.

“What?”

“Uhhh-“ you paused, blushing as you didn’t know if you just agreed to talking about Mirabel or that she should confess to you or both. Scratch that. Maybe you should just say it first, then?

“I like you!” you and Mirabel said at once, shocked to realise you both just said the same thing, at the same time, very loudly.

“What? I like you too!“ you said in unison again.

Then you both started laughing and hugged each other.

“Finally!“ you heard Camilo shout in distance.

#mirabel madrigal #mirabel x reader #encanto #encanto imagine #disney #x reader #oneshot #request #reader insert

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frankie-the-undead · 2 years

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Any headcannons for any character you like or kin? It's interesting to see different users thoughts and opinions on characters.

Oh boy, let's see. Random characters I like/simp for/kin, let's go-

Frankie: we know who he is by now if you follow my account lol. Headcanons for him are a lot but there's at least two.

Physically, he doesn't emote too much. He's more physically expressive when laughing, pissed off or physically hurt. Another one is that he's definitely a cat person, they're more calmer and prefer just being in the same room as their owner than being on their owner like a dog does.

Will: he's a huge horror and crime geek, he can positively and negatively critique any character he's ever heard about because he's that into his interests. He also knows a thing or two about real serial killers, listening to descriptions of their crimes, possibly narrated by someone in a podcast lol.

LJ: he has no shame, but has learned to have a filter in certain occasions and with certain people, doesn't mean he doesn't sometimes say exactly what he thinks without sugarcoating it. He has abandonment issues, he didn't tell Will about it but he notices, Jack isn't the best at hiding it. He doesn't have the heart to tell Will about Isaac, he's worried about how Will might take it. He's more attached to Will than he was ever attached to Isaac, probably because they've been friends for much longer and haven't seperated ever since. He hopes that the story does not repeat itself. It's a big fear for him, he wouldn't recover from that incident happening again with his best friend.

Bruno Madrigal: ever since he was accepted back into the family, he's been trying to make up for the lost times he wasn't able to share with the family. He wasn't mad about the song the family made about him, he also didn't want to tell them it did hurt to listen to it, but they noticed anyways. He doesn't mind getting stared at by the village folk, he has his family by his side now, nothing else matters to him. As the people started being more accepting of Bruno, he started making plays with Camilo and Maribel, it was a way to give to the community without using his gift which upset the people for years.

Camilo Madrigal: his bedroom looks like a stage with a bunch of mirrors, some mirrors completely distort your reflection and in others, they reflect like normal. His bed is behind the stage along with his dresser, the rest of his stuff is scattered all over the stage and around the mirrors. He also has pictures of himself, his family and his friends scattered all over the room (he keeps a few pictures of himself on his dresser in case he forgets what he looks like). It's a lot to take in at first, but he's alright with this room, it matches his theater kid style and his abilities.

Angelino: (based on the 2017 film M.F.K.Z) he still has nightmares about the Machos coming back, and still has nightmares about someday snapping and killing Vinz due to being part Macho. That memory still haunts him, but he's in a better place mentally now. He still avoids the cold, knowing how badly it'll affect him since that day he almost froze to death in a fight with Bruce. He still hopes to see Luna again, always writing letters to that lovely girl.

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