#bruno fic

[606xx]

Theme: Haunt

Bruno is haunted by nightmares of the townspeople, people who are dissatisfied with the visions they have received and blame him for them

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Black  

That´s how they all started  

In pure black  

And suddenly, with a flash of light that left me blind, I found myself in the square. I walked through it, and when I reached the end I returned to the beginning.  

I walked on, without a break, watching as the people who had previously been nothing more than a backdrop began to draw closer and closer, each time I reached the end, each time I returned to the beginning  

I didn't want to keep walking, but I did it as if I needed to do it as much as breathing.  

They started whispering  

I knew what they were saying  

Is it him?  

Why has he come back?  

He was the one who gave me that damn vision  

He is cursed  

Go away!  

Yes! Get out! Get out of here!  

And their already incriminating looks turned aggressive just as their whispers turned into screams. Surrounding me, all of them, pushing me, hitting me, while I begged for forgiveness even though I knew I wasn’t to blame. Forgiveness, with my eyes filled with tears, forgiveness, with my mouth bloody.  

And seeming like a miracle, I managed to get out from among them, using the little strength I had left to start running.  

Even so, I felt like they were chasing me, hunting me down, and I just closed my eyes and begged for it all to end.  

Suddenly, it was black again, silence, and in a second, I was in my room.  

Again that feeling that I had to move, that it wasn't over, and that I had to hide from the looks, murmurs, and screams that haunted me, that always followed me.  

I climbed the stairs; my body, although exhausted and with traces of blood, moved with the same need one has when drinking water after being thirsty for a long time.  

After a few seconds, I made it to the top, but my legs gave out, and I fell to the ground. However, with the little strength I had left, I dragged myself toward my vision dome. Once in the center of it, I let my head bury into the ground in search of peace.  

But the murmuring and whispering started again.  

When I lifted my head once more, I was no longer alone; I was in the same place, but surrounded by people. I couldn't see their faces; they were blurry, I could only see their eyes accusing me in unintelligible whispers  

I blinked.  

Quickly began to recognize some of the faces which were murmuring and looking at me accusingly.  

Pepa, Julieta, Félix, Agustín  

I tried to get closer to them, but my legs wouldn't move  

Luisa, Isabela, Camilo Dolores  

I tried to talk to them, but sand started coming out of my mouth  

Mom, Antonio  

I managed to raise a hand towards them, but it was shaking  

Mirabel  

She looked at me, disappointed and angry.  

I started to vomit more sand, it was coming out of my eyes too  

The whispers became louder, but now they were spoken by the voices of my family.  

Pathetic  

Why did he come back?  

He's fading away  

He's disappearing  

I saw my body, they were right, I was crumbling, I was turning into sand  

Even though it was their voices, even though it was them looking at me with disappointment, anger, and disdain. Still, I tried to ask them for help, anyone, anyone at all; I didn’t want to disappear  

But I couldn't, only more sand came out of my mouth.  

I managed to get to Mirabel's skirt, I clung to her with what was left of my hands, but when I lift my head...  

Uncle Bruno, disappear  

I felt as if my heart was being ripped out  

As if I was being hit on the head  

I was alone again, in my vision dome  

Alone, fading away, turning into sand  

And maybe they were right  

Maybe I should just...  

DISAPPEAR  

I woke up covered in cold sweat in my room  

Dolores and Mirabel by my side  

Tio, are you okay? Dolores heard you complaining in your sleep and called us all, the others are outside. Are you alright? - She had sat on the edge of my bed and although I saw her worried and understood what she was saying, I couldn't speak, I was still sweating cold, I was shaking.  

It was a nightmare  

It was just a nightmare  

She kept talking to me; I saw her blurry  

I was crying  

I was tired  

Would they ever stop hunting me?  

Would it be possible for me to have sweet dreams?

[zestycitrus]

A snippet of my completed Bruno x Reader fic. This is the only chapter not written in second person, instead told from Bruno's POV. It takes place on the day that Bruno looks into Mirabel's future.

I drew this picture with the below excerpt in mind.

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Excerpt from Chapter 14 of Unwritten Future

Gone.

That’s what Julieta said to him, anyway, as he gazed forwards with darkness creeping around the edges of his vision. At just after midday, he found himself standing outside of the room that belonged to his beloved, and his sister stared at him with fear in her eyes. Fearful of him, or for him? He never could quite tell the difference between the two even when it was right there. The air was gentle around him and the sun warm on his back, and yet every single inch of his skin felt as if it had been dunked into the icy depths of a glacial lake. The room – her room - looked as if it had been left in a hurry – her latest sewing piece was thrown haphazardly to the floor, her chair all turned around, and her door wide open.

“She was here this morning,” his sister said, but her voice was almost drowned out behind the static in his head, “I’m sure she’s in casita somewhere.”

He didn’t believe her.

Normally he’d have come to visit her in the morning, taken her hand in his and kissed a trail up her arm just so that she’d giggle into his grip - and for a few seconds, life would be blissful. He’d forget there was ever the weight on his shoulders, and he’d revel in the feeling of not falling deeper into the void..

He’d have forgetten the vision he had this morning, which he had done instead of visiting her.

“Brunito,” his mother had said, pain in her eyes and fear in her expression, “I need you to look ahead. At Mirabel – at the magic. Can you find out what’s happening to us?”

He had been truly terrified. After years of repeated disappointments delivered from his gift, he doubted that he was going to see something bright and cheerful – so as the sands swirled and his heart tripped over at the sight of the sand grain-built house before him, carved from the very air and infused with his putrid green power, his entire world was crushed. His soul shattered as the house broke and crumbled behind the visage of his darling niece. A piece of him fell away with the sand as it disintergrated to the floor around him, leaving a glowing glass tablet in its wake.

Read the full fic here.

[rinnysega]

The Precipice Chapter 17 - Tío Bruno will hopefully come out tomorrow as we welcome the nieces into the family.

Thank you for waiting patiently while I was on hiatus for my vacation ❤️

If you’re interested in a long, Bruno-centric prequel for summer reading, here is a link! Please mind the tags - lots of heavy subjects

[queeeenjackie]

The Journey: Chapter 20

The next few weeks go by and it is the last day of filming, Spencer is so excited to be going back home. But before they film the last scene, Access Hollywood came by the set, asking the whole cast and team about the movie. Spencer sat in a chair in front of the cameras and smiled, “How is it working with Max and Skylar? There are not many girls in this movie” Spencer laughs, “Working with Max is great, you worked on a movie together a few years ago, and I've never worked with Skylar before so, It was a new experience. But it was great! They are both so very talented.” “Was it awkward or weird filming intimate scenes with both of them?” Spencer shrugs, “Filming with Max was definitely a little awkward because I have never had to have so much chemistry with someone in one scene, it was so intense and intimate, we has very few people in the room while we filmed that scene, filming with Skylar was very different then filming with Max. A lot of more people and less intimate.”

Spencer was happy to be back in L.A. but not happy to be heading straight to rehearse for the MTV Movie Awards. Walking towards baggage claim she smiles big, despite her just waking up on the plane, her eyes grow wide, though she is hiding behind sunglasses, she throws her arms around Brunos neck and kisses him, “Hi darling” he smiles and they kiss once again, ignoring the paparazzi that are surrounding them. “I missed you” she smiles and Bruno takes her suitcase from her, grabbing her hand. “Did you want me to go rehearsal with you?” Spencer smiles and nods, “Please?” He wraps his arm around her waist and pulls her in, kissing her on the cheek, “Of course” Walking back to his car, Bruno puts her suitcase in the back of it, and hey climb in. Bruno grabs Spencers hand and holds it, driving to the stadium for her rehearsal.

Bruno grabs Spencers suitcases from the back of his car while Spencer makes her way up to his apartment, unlocking his door she makes her way into his bedroom. Sitting on his bed she takes her shoes off and puts her hair up, laying down in Brunos bed, he walks in, “Thanks for waiting Sweetie” he chuckles, she smiles and closes her eyes, “Mhm” Bruno slips his shoes off and crawls into his bed wrapping his arms around, from behind her, he kisses her ear. Spencer stirs in Brunos arms and is now facing him, “I missed this bed” She smiles and Bruno leans down, kissing her. Brunos dog, Geronimo jumps on his bed and lays in between Bruno and Spencer. Spencer laughs and pets him on the head, “Oh I missed you too, fat boy!” Bruno laughs and tells Geronimo to get off the bed. As he does, Bruno puts his arms back around Spencer and smiles, “I love you Bruno.”