Why? Because why not? I know we all need it! It wasn't requested but I know you need it! No shame in it. I need it too. Why do you think I'm making it?
TW: This IS smut. I am saying this now! I don't suggest this for Minors or people who feel uncomfortable with it. Just the thirsty babes. You know who you are.
Requests are Open!
Oh boy! I cannot tell you how much this man cares about you. As one of the VERY few people he can say makes him feel, you are so precious to him. Which means, he wants to learn about everything that makes you feel good. Where you like to be touched, where your favourite places are, what position, everything.
And he'll never get bored of you. Nothing could ever make him feel as happy and eager as you do. So when you are insecure of your body, or nervous of being dull with him. Good ol' Henry would just remind you of who you are.
When he does so, he'd find any surface to pin you too, and press you with gentle yet dominating kisses till you were whimpering and begging for him.
Oh those whimpers! Your voice would drive him to madness. It was bad enough that you pulled his heartstrings with every compliment or taunt you throw his way. But your whimpers are enough to make him go absolutely feral.
Henry is one of those guys that if he'd hears you beg for more, he'd proceed to stuff you with his cock till you couldn't take any more. If you were in the right situation, he'd make you scream and cry for him just for his own delight.
But sadly, he'd have to be smart. Seeing as the labs had high security, simply ploughing into you with you screaming wasn't the best idea. So instead, you both got creative. Some nights, he'd flip you on your belly with your ass up so you could moan into your pillow, Other nights, you'd have his hand over your mouth. But mostly you'd have something like his tie or your underwear in your mouth.
He can be a greedy man at times, taking his own pleasures out on you while he would fuck you silly. Like for example, pulling you away to a closet just to see your pretty lips around his cock. And holding you close with you panting in his ear while he leaves secret hickeys on your chest for no one to find.
To him, hickeys are beautiful blooms on the skin. Little bruises that he just adored on your skin. He adores them because he knows that he gave them to you. He proved that you're his. And his alone.
When he gets the change to be alone with you, Henry can either be romantic and sweet, or he can be rough and possessive. But then sometimes, he can be both! Yes! In his own twisted way, he can be moaning and groaning in your ear, but also make time to kiss your shoulders and your face while your legs are trembling and your both just making a mess.
If he feels like someone could take you from him, he'd have you dripping with his seed and well reminded of his love for you once he gets his hands on you again.
Speaking of having you dripping! I think we can all agree that this man has even just a little bit of a breeding kink. And I say this for two reasons; He loves to just leave his seed inside of you and lay with you in his arms. And secondly, I think he has just a bit of a fantasy of having a family with you once he gets out of here. But that's a story for another time.
I believe spanking would be another little guilty pleasure of his. His thin fingers kneading your flesh before and after he leaves a beautiful red mark. It's the same with the hickeys, only less of a lasting mark.
One of his favourite expressions you make, in his opinion, would be right when you're on the edge of your orgasm. Letting your eyes roll back with tears staining your cheeks, it's even better when his hand gently wraps around your throat.
"You're perfection..." He always reminds you, when you're right there, on that edge of bliss. He'd kiss your exposed throat and hum against the skin with a charming smile. Not slowing down his pace, instead, he'd just hover over you with his hips colliding into yours while his blue eyes just watch your face as bliss flowed through you.
He's proud of himself. Proud that he is the only one that gets to see you in this way. He never wants it to change. He just wants to love you like this forever. And he will.
ź§ā¢ā¹ŁLie to Me, Tell me you Love MeŁā¹ā¢ź§ (Henry Creel/001 x GN! Experiment! Reader)
(Honestly, I think this was bound to happen. I mean, look at this man, or Jamie Campbell Bower in general and tell me that man isn't attractive. You can't. Because he is. Those eyes, that smile, a personality like that?! The things I'd do for just a smile from that man!)
(But I digress! I recently got into Stranger Things and I decided I'll join in and write for it as my 'Welcome Back!' So here we go!)
(Remember My lovelies! My request box is always open for things you'd love to see! So don't be afraid to send something my way! Love you all! <3)
Before I start! I would like to say that you, as the reader, are 21 years of age and have taken the place of 002. Making you the second oldest experiment (Besides Henry) In the lab! Okay! Now that that's out of the way! Onward!
You acted sort of like a parent to the younger ones. Interacting with them and bonding them as a parent the children never really had. Despite many warnings you were given by Dr. Brenner, and his many points of 'concern' or 'advise', you never stopped loving and nurturing the others, even when times got tough for yourself.
And of course, this made you aware of 'Peter Ballard'. The orderly that kept an eye on the other children in the rainbow room and during classes. Though you knew him differently. He could be given a new name, but you never forgot a face.
You knew Henry from before he was ever an orderly. And he knew you. One of the few people in his life who stood out to him. Someone so true and honest with yourself and your feelings. Even as a scared child, you were always honest and genuine. Never told a lie, or gave a fake smile. It moved him. He'd even be brave enough to say he liked it.
Though, you both weren't those scared children anymore, but nothing really changed. In reality, you both just got older. You and Henry were still rather close, despite the shift in authority, it actually became a topic for you to tease him with when you both could spare a moment.
Henry always liked your teasing, it made him laugh ever so slightly, but you knew what that meant. And when you were in the rainbow room, interacting with the little ones, he couldn't help but turn his head to admire that genuine smile. It was his way of appreciating you.
Very few people knew this, but if he truly trusts and likes you, Henry was quite an affection man, in his own way. Whether it was reassuring you in your classes to calm your nerves, squeezing your hand in a time of need, or even fleeting little kisses behind closed doors, Henry was always so kind to you once you both warmed up to each other.
You would occasionally catch the glances though, making you both smile and look away to go back to what you both were doing. Though you couldn't help the little giggle escape from your lips, which only made him smile more as he was walking away.
In all honesty, your relationship was like a big game of stolen glances and hiding behind locked doors. Any moment you both could share in private was taken. In your room, in testing rooms, and even the rainbow room once after hours. It was risky, for sure, doing all this and leaving no suspicion so you both wouldn't be separated.
The danger and risk was always so much fun, it made your hearts race but that never killed the mood. You'd be resting on his chest and listening to Henry's heartbeat while he held you close, when suddenly you'd here footsteps approach. He'd hold you tighter and glare at the door until it disappeared, leaving you to giggle like a child while he just watched you with complete adoration.
Sometimes though, there would be times when you'd just forget you needed to be quiet. Which, to Henry's words, 'Was the hardest part'. Though he'd only say that to poke fun, and follow it with how he'd have to find ways just to shut you up. Always got a rise out of you though, which he loved.
But despite all that, he was still just a man who loved you. With all his heart, like there was no one else he could love more. You were his light, a little ray of colour in the world he believed to be grey and unforgiving. To him, you were nothing less than some kind of angel. And he'd burn this world to it's core, just to rebuild it with you.
What Goes Around... (In Space with Markiplier Fic) Markiplier x GN!Reader (Platonicā¦Kinda)
(Hello My babies! It's me again! So we have just had the release of In Space with Markiplier, Part 1 AND 2!!! I watched them both and I am honestly in love with it! I miss falling in love with the Markiplier Cinematic Universe! But now I am here to bring it back! And give you all some stories of my own based on the beloved youtuber and his family of lovable characters!)
(As always! Requests are open! Please don't be afraid to send me your ideas and I will try my best to get to them all! Anyway! Onto the story!)
"So that was it?.... It's over?"
A breath escaped your lips, your mind racing with all the lingering presences and familiar faces that you'd seen all over this universe. You took a moment and closed your eyes carefully, letting the air pass through your lung and relieve your body of it's stress.
The silence.
That's all you could hear.
No whirr of a wormhole launching you through the fabric of reality, or echoes of the past or future screaming after you.
Just silence.
It was soothing. It made you realise how weak you felt after carrying the burden of saving the universe and everyone in it.... but now, it was just quiet.
āYou destroyed itā¦ all Iāve builtā¦.ā Murmured a voice from behind you. It sounded so familiar but yet so foreign to your ears. So you turned your head slightly and looked to the source of the voice.
Mark, your Markā¦. Shocked and stumbling to find his words as he stared at the powerless conductor that once held the warp crystal. There was so much confusion and hurt in just a few words, it was heartbreaking to hear. Even more so to hear his anger that followed.
āThis was our last chance to fix everything and itās gone!ā His voiced raised as he shifted his gaze to look at you. Those brown eyes staring right at you with emotions that even you had never seen in him. There was immediate guilt filling your chest, a tight pressure in your chest that made it hard to breathe. But Mark didnāt seem to notice, he just kept blaming you for a choice you felt was right.
āM-Markā¦. Iā¦ Iā¦ā You tried to speak, but there was no chance for you to do so, instead, Mark only exclaimed his own defeat again. He gripped your wrist tight to prevent you from backing away from him, a mindless fear that of you leaving him again. He spent all those lifetimes without you, the person he cared for the most. All those eternities of trying to fix a machine like this just for the one person he trusted more than himself, to come and throw it all away. It was like a knife to his heart. That betrayal.
This was his one chance to got back and stop you from ruining the chance of survival for the ship. But when you threw away the crystal to a place in the universe to god knows where, it was clear that you were trying to stop him. And that was something he couldnāt understand.
āI donāt know if youāre evil, or just stupid. But if Iām not back there to fix it-ā¦ā He paused, his face relaxing slightly like he was enlightened. And thatās when the room went silent again. All you could do was watch as Mark looked back to the Warp Core, watching his eyes as he tried to finally piece this all together. If he never went back, then there was no way for the ship to be sabotagedā¦. So youā¦. saved everything?
āCaptain?ā¦.ā Mark turned his head again to meet your eyes, he couldnāt help but stare for a moment, realising just what he had done, or what he couldāve done. In that moment, there was a realisation and understanding between you. All the life times and things you both have seen became so clear. He felt his own knees grow weak but before he could collapse, a pair of arms wrapped around him to hold him tight. It took him by surprise, but Mark smiled and returned the hug carefully.
An entire dividing point of the universe all met with a single hug between friends. The chaos of it all could finally end, and all was finally right.
āIām-ā¦..Captainā¦ā He spoke, through faltering breaths and holding back tears, Mark held you tighter and closed his eyes. His body slowly giving in to the exhaustion. āCaptain, Iām tiredā¦ā
He finally admitted, making you stop for a moment. Your heart sinking in your chest as he finally admitted everything to you. You pulled back and looked Mark in the eye as he continued to speak. It made you smile through the tears and laugh softly.
āMarkā¦. Weāve come so farā¦ sure, the pain is still there. Weāre both tired, but weāve both done this, whether we were divided or not, we both have done this and we fixed itā¦ā You smiled and used your hand to hold his gently. Squeezing it for comfort as the ship began to rumble and seized. This was itā¦
You and Mark looked to each other and smiled happily but you couldnāt help but speak up one more time. āMarkā¦.ā
āYou look tiredā¦. I think you need to get some sleep. Donāt worryā¦ Iāll protect you.ā
(My babies! Mama has returned! After my little hiatus to take care of some personal issues, I have decided to come back and take care of my children! Yes! I adopt you all indirectly and shall become your mother figure! But enough about that! Let me explain why Iām writing headcanons for someone other than the absolute sweetheart that is Bruno Madrigal!)
(Now just a disclaimer, I havenāt seen āArcaneā yet nor played League of Legends, but I have fallen in love with this sweet yet broken man that is Viktor. So here I am! Providing my headcanons to you all for comfort! Now as usual, they will be Gender Neutral but feel free to put requests in my box and I will get to them as soon as I possibly can. Now! With that out of the way! Onto Viktor!)
You met Viktor when you both were young, he was a very quiet boy who was fascinated by mechanisms and what made things work. And youā¦. Werenāt. But that didnāt stop you from trying to understand and talk to him.
You noticed that he was lonely very often, and when you came to notice his crutch, you immediately took sympathy. Leaving the other kids behind to pursue the quiet child.
āIt took some getting used to.ā Viktor would say if you ever brought the topic by up later in life. And since it was a joke, you both just laugh it off. Though when you were young, you agreed that you had more of an āartisticā or āemotionalā perspective compared to him.
Though your differences never really made you disagree all that often growing up. Sure there were a few arguments here and there, but you both learnt to talk things out and became better people because of it.
Viktor accepted your creative difference as a taste of change from his lonely lifestyle. With you, the world wasnāt just machines and formulas, it was a brighter world of colour and laughter. And thatās what made him fall for you.
It was a slow realisation, starting off with glances as children, to silent gestures as teens before he could finally realise how much you meant to him.
The poor man was a stammering mess, far from his usual witty and intelligent personality. He was comfortable around you to be open with you but he was still so nervous when he told you everything he felt inside.
Viktor had put his whole heart into confessing to you, and was even embarrassed after the fact. But instead of laughing at him like he expected, you instead smiled and gently kissed his cheek. And that made him shut down.
Though he isnāt really the overly affectionate type, he still made sure to show that he really did care and that he does love you. Even if you probably did more for him when it came to his work.
He falls asleep at his desk quite a bit so more often then not, youād have to carry him to bed or give him a blanket so heās comfortable. He feels bad whenever he does this but it doesnāt stop his body from working to the point of exhaustion.
He calls you the light of his life whenever you too get time to yourselves. And you can tell he means it, because truth be told, heās an honest man when it came to you.
Seeing as Viktor is rather quiet, heās more of a one to admire. So usually when your back is turned or your attention is elsewhere, his gorgeous eyes would just be on you. Taking in every detail and mentally jotting down all he loves about you.
My mind is made up that this man is rather dorky! When he finds something that he thinks is exciting, he will tell you all about it. Whether it me right then and there, or at the end of his day. It becomes a little happy moment for both of you.
Seeing him happy is actually something that you look forward to, though he says itās āa little too selfless and an unrealistic goalā , you still make it your mission to see him smile at least once a day. And it works 9/10.
Overall, Viktor is a different man when heās with you. No drastic changes but he trusts you just as much as you trust him. He values you and your relationship, and so heās willing to make you happy. He sees you as more of his equal and beloved, but youāre also just [Y/n] to him. His little light.
Hello My lovelies! Iām back after a quick intermission and I have watched the latest installment of the FNAF series. So Iāve been meaning to askā¦
How would you feel about some Security Breach content?
Because Iām full of inspiration and a certain Fredbear make my daddy issues brrrr!
But I digress. Please let me know if you would like some FNAF content! Iād love to hear your feedback! ššš
(Why? Cause I said so. I'm feeling a little down and need the comfort! Also, these are romantic headcanons, just a heads up My lovelies! <3)
(I love him Your Honour!)
I like to think that Bruno is a little spoon because it makes him feel safe. Specifically when he is close and facing towards you. He will wrap his arms around you and squeeze you when and if he has a nightmare. (I can imagine he likes the 'Honeymoon Hug' the best)
On the topic of nightmares, considering his gift and his fear of upsetting people, I can imagine this sweetheart would have trouble sleeping and suffer from nightmares very often. So when he wakes up at night from said nightmares, you would have to hold him and reassure him that he isn't a bad person and that you really do love him.
He likes being praise and encouraged for the littlest things, like say if he gives you a gift, and you respond with a 'Thank you Bruno', it would give him happy butterflies and make him happy.
So imagine what 'I love you' does to him. He smiles like a goofball and gets all bashful about it, responding with an 'I love you too'
Bruno likes having his hair played with, as I stated in one of my previous posts, it puts him to sleep. You just need to find that right spot and he will just melt and drift off. It also comes in handy when he's upset or can't sleep.
He finds it endearing when you just talk to the rats. Like say if you are just going about your day and have one on your shoulder, taking to it while you do your work, it would just be so cute to him.
On the topic of cute, he has a sweet tooth. He has had one since he was a kid so he enjoys special occasions when the treats come out.
Reading isn't exactly his favourite things to do on his own, he enjoys reading with you. He enjoys sitting or cuddling with you and reading his favourite stories as a form of bonding.
He holds your hand a lot, whenever he can, he will hold your hand. And I mean it. Whether it be sitting down at the dinner table, walking through town, sleeping....yeah.
Bruno still has self-esteem issues, he still has his moments where he doubts himself. It happens from time to time, he will sit on the bed of your shared room and stare off silently.
When you find him like this, you have to sit by him and hold one of his hands, give him time to snap out of it. Just talk to him gently and comfort him.
He will be very goofy and dorky, it's a part of him that you adore. How naturally sweet and funny his personality is. It makes him more lovable
When you guys are sharing some quality time, he brings out his goofy side more.
And I will never be convinced otherwise that he likes to use a special pet name. Iām serious. Call him something endearing and he will answer to it.
Heās not the best dancer, but he has the heart and we love that. He will happily dance with you if you want to.
Your typically the one who cooks, not because he doesnāt want to, he just doesnāt know how and poor baby would probably start a fire. So itās best that you cook, or at least help cook with Julieta and Pepa.
Bruno loves you with all of his heart, though sometimes he has trouble showing it. If youāre patient though, youāll see it come through.
Hiya! What if Bruno and his family somehow found out his s/o was a literal goddess with powers and such but said s/o was trying to hide it and just wanting to pass off as human? Specific weird shower thought but it's an interesting concept xD
(Hiya! I'm not to sure about a literal goddess because mythology isn't exactly something I'm comfortable with. It adds a whole different take on the original story. And while I do love the idea and it is an interesting concept, I'm not really comfortable with filling it out. I'm sorry to let you down on that My dear Anon <3)
(I got this request and I really want to do it for my male identifying readers! You guys deserve more love so I give you this as a gift! You can always request something for me to write! Iām all ears to listen and write them for you!)
It started as a crush, simple admiration and he never complained. The only Madrigal son, Bruno, had stolen his heart, and he was fine with that. It all started when he saw Bruno sitting my the centre of town all on his own.
Something about the sight tugged at [Y/n]ās heart strings and he didnāt know what it was. So he grabbed some Cocadas from his motherās kitchen and heading off to greet him.
Noticing someone encounter him made Bruno immediately assume the worst. He thought someone had come to tyrannise his gift and the hurt heās caused by giving prophecies or just plain observations. But when he turned his head, he was met with a smile, of a boy who offered him a treat. That was new.
āI noticed you were alone so I thought Iād come and keep you company.ā [Y/n] said softly, his smile brightening when he saw Bruno take the cocada. Taking a seat beside him, the teens both took a bite of the treat in silence before Bruno spoke up.
āYou donāt have to do this.ā He hung his head, making [Y/n] confused. What was he talking about?
āDo what? Be nice to you? Want to talk to you?ā He joked and took another bite.
āYou donāt have to pity me. I understand that Iām not exactly a good person to be seen with.ā Bruno said, looking to [Y/n] as he laughed softly, causing him to blush slightly.
āIām not taking pity on you, you deserve kindness just as much as everyone else.ā He chuckles and holds his hand out in greeting. āIām [Y/n], my mama owns a treat shop nearby.ā He says, introducing himself to the Madrigal son.
āB-Bruno.ā He said, hesitantly taking his hand. Giving more of a shy grin, making [Y/n] laugh softly.
āItās nice to meet you Bruno. I like your smile.ā
And thatās how it began. A beautiful relationship. The teen boys met almost every day after that. And when [Y/n]ās mother was introduced to Alma, they met even more.
[Y/n] started to stand up for Bruno when he found out about what people would say about him. He felt that Bruno deserved better than that, he knew that he had so much potential to show if people gave him a chance. Especially Alma.
So when Bruno left, [Y/n] felt defeated that his love would just disappear. He knew that as they grew older, the expectation of greatness and the judgement that came with it became worse, which was a burden for Bruno.
It just hurt that the man he fell for and the man he tried to help, felt he wasnāt safe anymore. So [Y/n] blamed himself.
Though as years went by, he stayed close with the Madrigalās helping his mother and Julieta in the kitchen as well as help the next generation.
When Bruno returned, it was a flood of emotions for everyone. [Y/n] was left speechless, merely enveloping Bruno in a hug. The physical contact being enough to bring them both to tears.
After they managed to seperate from the hug, Bruno gave his love a smile to which [Y/n] reciprocated with a laugh.
[Y/n] was later introduced to his rats. Which was unexpected but not unwelcome. Instead, he made a joke about how I they were like their children now.
(It wasnāt really a joke, seeing as Bruno actually loved the idea.)
Good Afternoon, would you please write some Bruno Madrigal x reader headcanons for when reader gets sick or injured? Thank you!
(Good Afternoon! Of course! Iād love to! Here are some headcanons for you.)
~ā¢Bruno Madrigal x Sick/Injured Readerā¢~
If we are talking a situation where he canāt get Julieta to heal you, then letās just say that Our Boi is very prone to panicking.
His brain tells him to care for you, and he does but then he feels responsible for you being hurt/sick. Feeling that he shouldāve been around more to prevent this.
He constantly checks up on you and keeps you in the corner of his vision at least, until he deems your better.
If you are sick, and fall asleep out of nowhere, he will wrap you in his ruana to keep you warm.
If you are hurt then he will check on you constantly and make sure you are fully rested.
Bruno cannot keep himself calm in situations like this, but you honestly found it cute. How he cares for you and wants to make sure you are okay.
If he refuses to listen to you and rambles on, just kiss him on the cheek and he will listen. He just needs reassuring too.
If you are feeling down because of your sickness/injury, he will put on his little goofy plays and shows with his rats to help cheer you up. Though he is a bit bashful and embarrassed about it at first.
When your sleepy, Bruno would tuck you in and kiss your forehead softly, out of affection. His little āGet well soonā that came from the heart.
But if you want to cuddle him, tell him so, he will get very flustered and stammer a lot but donāt take that as a no. He wants to say yes. He really does.
When you get passed the stammering and the blushing. Bruno will cuddle you so gently, melting into you almost immediately.
Whether your hair is long or short, he will play with it, (though if you play with his, it will put him to sleep) Bruno loves cuddling, especially if heās the one being held. It makes him feel loved as cherished.
But he will always be gentle with you, whether your cuddling or not. He feels that heāll make it worse if he makes one wrong move.
Baby boy, just wants to care for you when your sick/hurt. At the end of the day, you are his s/o and he would do anything for you. So things like this he would do everyday if he needed too. He loves you that much.
im literally not sure if you take requestz so pls pls ignore this if you dont but like i literally luv ur work ?? but like hear me out !! bruno madrigal before he dissapearz with a reader who askz for a vision n he getz all excited n happie that someone wantz a vision from him cos of his bad reputation in town but when he looks into the future he sees that they attempt to take their own life n hez horrified by this n cannot understand why buf he sort of makez it his literal mission to prevent this n startz being around them everyday n doing everything to make them laugh ?? so itz jus sort of fluffy n nice
(My dear, my request box is always open and as stated in my previous post, Iād love nothing more than to hear your requests and ideas. So please donāt feel scared to request something youād like to hear. I promise I will listen and publish it for you as soon as I can <3)
(Now I'm not sure if you'd like it as an actual chapter or headcanons so I just wrote in headcanon for. I hope you like it)
~ā¢Bruno Madrigal x Reader Headcanonsā¢~
Bruno was genuinely excited when you came forward, asking for a vision. He saw it as a chance to show he wasn't as bad as his reputation insisted he was.
He was actually willing to give the vision for you and come back to you the next morning to tell you what he saw.
So when he saw what your future held, he was horrified. He was horrified that you would give him just as much of a bad wrap as the others in the village.
It kept him up that night, thinking about someone as nice as you could do such a horrible thing to yourself. It hurt him more than the thought of his terrible reputation did.
He felt the need to protect you from such a fate. After all, if he could help, maybe it will keep you from doing so.
So when he found you the next morning, he didn't tell you exactly what he saw. Instead, he just beats around the bush.
He doesnāt lie to you about his pre-motion per-say. He just sugarcoats it to prevent any consequences. So he talks to you, showing genuine concern in your mental health.
Seeing as he has own problems like paranoia and anxiety, Bruno understands that you have boundaries just as much as he does, so instead of trying to pry, he lets you talk at your own pace.
Such a sweet boi, he is very careful with you, even as you become very close. He doesnāt like making people upset so he will get very nervous at first.
If you prefer physical touch as a form of comfort, he will offer his hand for you to hold and let you lean on him. If it helps you, then he will be all for it. Eventually, it will become a calming thing for him as well.
However, if you prefer space to breath and calm yourself then he will give you plenty of space. However he wonāt really leave you, heāll simply just stay in the same room as you.
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And when he becomes very close to you, he will be able to bring himself to tell you his vision. Though he would be very fidgety, heāll probably cry just thinking about it too.
Heāll hug you and cry, because what he saw just broke him. That image of you thinking that this world wasnāt for you just ruins him.
Because now he canāt imagine having a life without you in it, one way or another.
(Why? Because I said so, okay?! I'm not obsessed with this man, you are! Shut Up!)
(Okay, yes, I may be in love. But I cannot help it! He's such a sweetheart! But I digress, these headcanons are centred around a gender-neutral [Y/n]. HOWEVER! I will be taking requests and ideas for more content unique to you guys! But back to Bruno!)
Bruno Madrigal x Reader Headcanons
I like to think that Bruno is very paranoid and anxious of what others think of him especially considering how he feels his gift messed up his relationship with his family and the town. So when he has a good relationship with someone, he fears that he's going mess it up one way or another. So when he met you, he was very hesitant with everything.
You met Bruno through Pepa and Julieta, though he saw you playing with his sisters when you both were children. He was just to shy to go up to you.
When you got to know Bruno, at first you were really sceptical about his mannerisms, but then the more you talked to him, you just realised that he was just very quirky.
He used to create different characters to play as when you both where kids, he liked it because it made you laugh. So he'd keep acting them out to make you smile and laugh, it made him feel a lot better as well.
I have this feeling that Bruno has this love language where you make memories and he keeps little trinkets to remind him of those memories. Like for example: He'd have a music box that plays this one song you both danced to. It would just be a comforting thing.
He respectfully cherishes you... Let me explain...
To him, you were one of the only people who saw the best in him and gave him an opportunity to express himself, you even willingly helped him with his visions, helping him focus on things he couldn't see before.
You almost seemed to good to be true, like you were a dream, hence why he calls you 'Mi SueƱo'.
When you both were teenagers, he came more out of his shell, wanting to discover himself. But he was still very anti social, considering you, his sisters and his Mami as his safe haven of people to be around.
You've told him plenty of times how much you love his eyes. Regardless of whether they were brown or green because of his gift, you loved how much emotion they held.
This made him melt and love you more.
One of his telenovelas was based of your relationship before he left. How it was always just a pining because he never had the courage to say anything to you. The story of childhood friends turned lovers destined to be forever apart, it was always one of his favourites.
Seeing you again after so many years was one of the scariest things he's ever faced. He thought you would hate him, he thought you would scream at him for leaving but instead, you hugged him, which was even scarier.
Once it was out in the open that Bruno was back, you both decided that you wouldn't let him do something on impulse without at least consulting you first.
And that he could keep the rats.
It wasn't hard to rekindle old flames that you both had but this time you were more affectionate. Or at least tried to be at first.
The man is very touch starved, he will melt if you hold his hand or kiss his cheek.
(This is kinda a continuation of 'Siempre Conmigo' because I feel a reunion between [Y/n] and Bruno is in order.)
"Oh no no no no no no No! I'm not going out there! Who knows what could happen!" Bruno exclaims, protesting against the idea of leaving his safe hiding place like Mirabel suggested.
"Bruno, you need to come out, you can't stay like this forever." She said, talking to her uncle with a bucket over his head.
Taking the bucket off, he looked at his niece dead in the eye. "Watch me." He challenged before putting the bucket back on.
Mirabel had picked up quickly that Bruno was.... troubled. Living on his own in the walls of the house, with no other company than rats wasn't exactly the image she had in her head of him.
"Please Bruno, I need you to come out!" Mirabel sighed and knocked on the bucket gently.
"You know, [Y/n] still thinks about you, right?" She said, sitting by him. The mere mention of their name was enough to make him peak out from under his bucket and to his niece. His brown eyes showing disbelief and curiosity.
Did they really miss him? Him of all people? It seemed almost too good to be true so Bruno shook his head.
"No, that's impossible. They hate me for leaving." He said gently, almost reminding himself. Hanging his head in shame at the thought, the bucket was discarded. However Mirabel refused for him to fall into this pit of sorrow.
"Yes, it's true. They told me themself! How they still think of you even though you disappeared." She recounted with a sympathetic smile. "I'm sure they'd want to see you again Bruno, they miss you."
The thought of seeing [Y/n] again was so conflicting, there were so many possibilities to how they could react and he was to scared to find out which it would be.
"But what if they can't stand the sight of me any more. I can't handle that kind of rejection, not again, not from them." He dug his heels in again, bringing his knees to his chest and facing away, his black curly hair forming a veil to hide from the world while he tugged at the loose strings of his sage green poncho.
"Bruno, I promise you, it will be fine. You just need to stand in front of them and show them your here." She coaches, causing him to turn his head to look at her. He gave a nervous laugh and tried to picture it.
"No no no! You're thinking about it too much and talking yourself out of it. Sometimes you just have to not think about it." Mirabel says, jumping up onto her feet to help him up.
"C'mon, I'll be right there with you." Offering him a hand, Mirabel gave her uncle a smile. He took a moment to contemplate before taking it and getting up onto his feet. Nervously looking to Mirabel as she lead the way out.
On a mission to find [Y/n] with her uncle in tow, Mirabel set off down the stairs and looking around. Bruno on the other hand was making sure not to be seen, or at least trying to.
Finding them humming to themselves while folding clothes just outside, she smiled and made a quick beeline for them.
"[Y/n]! Heeeeey! Do you have a minute?" Mirabel exclaimed, catching their attention almost immediately. They turn and give the same smile to Mirabel as they did before, laughing softly at her strange little antics.
"Of course Mariposa. What would you like to talk about this time?" They ask calmly, placing the clothes down neatly to give her their full attention.
"Yeah, uhhhh, I actually have something for you. I-itās kinda a surpriseā¦ā She says, leading them inside. They chuckle and raise a brow slightly, following her willingly.
"Now, you need to promise you won't... freak out or... tell Abuela..." She advised, nervously fiddling with her fingers.
"Why would I do such a thing to you Mariposa?" They respond, growing more concerned and confused with Mirabel's body language. What was she wanting to show them?
Instead of answering, Mirabel simply kept leading them away from their task and into the bushed of overgrowth that surrounded the house. That is when uncertainty kicked in, Mirabel never missed an opportunity to explain herself, so what was so important that she was so quiet.
After a few moments of silent walking, Mirabel lead [Y/n] into a little clearing. Their eyes looked around to analyse their surroundings, growing more confused with why they were brought here, they look to Mirabel.
"Mirabel, why did you bring me here?" They asked, seeing Mirabel almost bust at the seams from staying quiet for so long.
"I came here to show you something." She exhales and turns to face a few bushes that seem to tremble slightly. Mirabel sighs and excuses herself to walk over to the bushes.
"Bruno, you need to come out here." She whispered to the anxious Bruno. He looked to his niece and shook his head.
"Are you kidding? I can't go out there." He responds, looking past her to lay his eyes on [Y/n]. His cheeks flushed slightly and he shook more, causing Mirabel to groan with frustration.
"Now's your chance to see them again, you can't just back out now!" She said again, holding her hand to him again. His eyes looked to her hand, then back to [Y/n], he took a deep breath and nodded, mustering all the courage he could.
Mirabel smiled with relief and stood up, heading back to [Y/n] who was very confused but reciprocated the smile.
"Mirabel, what is going on?" They asked, crossing their arms and looking to the bushes, trying to see what was there.
"W-well...I can't explain. But I can show you." She says, taking a few steps back so that something could emerge from the bushes. Something that would shock them to their core.
Their eyes widened as a familiar figure looked back at them. His dark curls messed up with twigs and leaves from the bushes and his eyes carried a familiar expression of guilt. [Y/n] was taken aback by the sight of him, the flurry of emotions taking over their mind.
"H-hola Mi sueƱo." He stammers, bringing his hands to his chest to toy with them nervously. Watching their eyes as they stared at him. Taking a few steps towards him made him panic even more on the inside, he wanted to shuffle away but couldn't find the strength to do so. Seeing those eyes staring into his was enough to make him weak.
"B-bruno?..." They asked softly, raising their hand to gently cup his cheek. He flinched for a moment before leaning into their palm, seeking comfort for the first time in years.
Sharing a moment with a tender smile, [Y/n] leaned in slightly, pressing the tip of their nose to his as a caring gesture.
"You're home, adorable idiota." They laugh softly, noticing tears form in his eyes. They coo softly and raise the other hand to wipe away his tears.
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry I messed up everything." He sobbed, causing [y/n]'s heart to break. They pulled him into a hug and hummed softly, feeling their own tears fall down their cheeks, onto his poncho.
"You did nothing wrong Mi visiĆ³n. Please don't blame yourself." They reassured him pulling away slightly to make him look at them.
"I've missed you so much." They smile and kiss his forehead gently.
Mirabel watched her Tio reunite with [Y/n] with a heartfelt smile, a warmth filling her chest. It was so touching, seeing how caring and gentle the moment was.
"I missed you too [Y/n]..." Bruno whimpered looking into their eyes, his shoulders relax and he smiles gently. He felt as though he never should've left them, he felt safe here like this. He always did but leaving was one of the truly biggest mistakes he had ever made. But now he was back and he felt just a bit more safe again.
(I wrote this like twice before, they accidentally got deleted both times so third time is a charm I suppose. Also! I know this is kinda short but I wanted to try my best. I haven't seen Encanto yet but I promise, when I do, you guys will know about it.)
(I am making the reader gender neutral to be more inclusive to the reader. Going by they/them pronouns and not giving a distinct description. I want you all to read this and imagine yourself in the stories, not someone I want you to be. And also, I must inform you! I do not speak Spanish and am not from a Spanish-speaking background so if I get things wrong, please feel free to tell me so I can fix it! Thank you!)
(Anyway, back to Bruno!)
(LoOk At HiM!!!! sWeEt BaBy!!!)
~ā¢Siempre Conmigoā¢~
Learning about an estranged family member isnāt easy. Ask Mirabel, she learnt about it the hard way. Trying to figure out who her Uncle Bruno really was, but only to be met with the same answer.
āWe donāt talk about Bruno.ā
Over and over, being given the same picture of this sinister and mischievous man that only ruined peoples lives by reading their future. Painting him in such a bad light that Mirabel became almost reluctant to learn more. Although there was still one more person she needed to ask.
Approaching hastily, Mirabel exclaimed for the familiar figure.
"[Y/n]! Wait up!"
Turning on their heel to acknowledge the young Madrigal, [Y/n] relaxed their shoulders and chuckled, waiting for her to catch her breath.
"Calm down Mirabel, no need to be in such a rush this late into the evening." They adjust the baskets of fruit on their hip, having to stop their delivery to Julieta's kitchen to listen to Mirabel. But to be honest, [Y/n] didn't mind. It was always nice to talk to Mirabel even in moments like these.
"Now, what's gotten you so puffed CariƱo MĆo?"
Mirabel took a deep breath and fixed her glasses, still a little winded from the rush, she looked them in the eyes before speaking.
"I need you to tell me about mi Tio Bruno."
A silence filled the air, so eerily quiet that Mirabel could hear her heart beating in her chest. [Y/n]'s expression fell to that of shock, their free hand raising to cover their mouth. Although no words were said, Mirabel could see confliction in their eyes. She had known [Y/n] for years, and her family even more so. They had lived with the Madrigal's for years as a loyal family friend. So Mirabel could gather that They had to know something about Bruno.
"[Y/n], please, you must know something. I need to know." Mirabel pleaded, begging for anything that they could tell her.
"Mirabel... I can't talk about Bruno. I'm sorry." They respond, turning away to continue their intended path, but Mirabel wasn't done nor satisfied with hearing that answer again.
"Well, you've know my Mom and Aunt Pepa since you were kids, right? Surely you must've known Bruno too! [Y/n], I need your help." She begged, following hot on their feet. [Y/n] sighed and made their way into the kitchen briskly, placing the basket on the counter with a hint of frustration.
"I can't talk about him Mirabel! Do you know what happens when you bring up Bruno? The very name is enough to turn the family cold." They snapped, giving a frustrated sigh of defeat, they turned to look at Mirabel again and give a slight smile.
"Of course I knew Bruno. Just like Julieta and Pepa, I knew Bruno." They say softly, leading the curious 15 year old out of the kitchen.
"He wasn't as mischievous and creepy as they say. In fact, he was one of the sweetest and most shy boys I knew. Sure he was a little awkward at times and a little strange but when you look past it, you see someone for who they are. And that's what I saw in Bruno." Their voice melted away from secrecy, she could hear it in their words. Like they were finally speaking from their heart.
"You two were close?" Mirabel asked, getting a joyous laugh from their lips as a response.
"We were more than just 'close' NiƱita. As we grew up, we learned to lean on each other. I became his safe place and he became mine..."
[Y/n]'s smile fell slightly as their thoughts trailed off, causing them to look to their hands. Sorrow gripping their memories.
"That's why I was so shocked when he disappeared. I felt hurt that he didn't come to me, he just left... So now I want to be reliable for the rest of you so you don't feel your alone either."
Listening to the story broke Mirabel's own heart, learning the truth behind why [Y/n] was always there for the family in times of need. Caring for each one of them when they felt down, consoling all who came to them with open arms. Part of it was to help but the rest was guilt.
"[Y/n], I-I'm sorry." Placing a reassuring hand on their shoulder, Mirabel moved her glasses to wipe away her forming tears of empathy. Although to her surprise, they patted her hand and wiped away their own tears with a smile.
"It's okay Mariposa. I've had plenty of time to cry about it, and I don't need you crying for me either." They chuckle and cup her cheek to help wipe the tears away.
"There is plenty to say about Bruno, Mirabel. You're family just isn't ready to confront it yet."
"Do you miss him?" Mirabel asked out of the blue, looking up at them as they gave a warm smile.
"All the time, but I know he's still with me, in my heart and my memory." They chuckle and kiss the top of her head. "El nunca se fue."
They hum and walk Mirabel to her door, opening it for her to head inside. Wishing her a good nights rest.
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