#Encanto x Reader

[lafamiliamadrigalpt]

Random narrator: “This is Y/n. Y/n loves their personal space.”

*Camilo hugging Y/n tightly*

Random narrator: “This is Camilo. Camilo also loves Y/n’s personal space.”

[ko-kimchi]

My life every single day, it’s either barely any fics or they’re all x fem readers…like it’s not fair 😭

[marshmellowjay]

Am i the only one who's wondering where all the encanto writers went? Cus God damn were those the shit once that movie came out.

Sure there were a few questionable ones but I was low-key down for the yandere ones.

The platonic ones were probably my fav ngl. Or the ones where reader has powers. Y'all were eating that shit up fr.

Opinions?

Repost plz!

[zafirosreverie]

Bruno with a foreigner S/O

a/n: for anon! Hope you like it

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I think it depends a little on where you're from. Whether or not your culture is too different from his.

If that's the case, he would do his best to understand your culture first. He really loves it when you start talking about what you like or your childhood.

Your accent is kind of funny to him. He finds it cute and could spend hours listening to you without getting tired. He has the biggest heart eyes as he listens to you.

You're in charge of the telenovelas from now on! He will create the script, but he will definitely convince you to be the narrator.

He also consults you about your country and its customs to be able to make more variety of characters.

Introducing you to his family was quite an experience. Bruno knew you would be welcome at Casita without a doubt, he just didn't expect the enthusiasm.

First of all, you were the first person he introduced to his mother and sisters in...you were the first and only.

Alma was really happy, Pepa hugged you after threatening you and Julieta tried not to overwhelm you, but you could see the tears of joy in her eyes.

The children were less subtle. Camilo immediately mentioned your accent, receiving a scolding from Mirabel.

Dolores immediately grabbed your arm and began asking you questions, finding your way of speaking charming.

Isabela and Antonio asked you about the flora and fauna of your country and Luisa simply welcomed you, without wanting to make you feel more uncomfortable or axphyrized like the rest.

In the end, Bruno apologized for the fuss, but you assured him that you had a good time.

He begins to imitate your small gestures. He doesn't do it on purpose, he doesn't even realize it, but you do and you find it adorable.

The rest of the family makes an effort to make you feel included, Julieta and Félix invite you to share dishes from your country and Alma is really interested in your childhood.

Bruno really loves you and he's happy that you were able to open up his view of the world.

He simply loves being with you and learning everything you want to teach him (of course, you do the same, it's a reciprocal and beautiful relationship).

[milkcookiekin]

(modern au)

camilo is a really good dancer, so one of his top favorite date ideas is dancing, whether it be in the kitchen right before breakfast or under the stars in the forest. he would likely play some romeo santos song like propuesta indecente or necio in the background to set the mood. if you don’t know how to dance, don’t worry, he’ll take his time to show you. he babysits part time, he’s grown to have a lot of patience.

[hicat13]

the ghat. he is full of love

[xyaehir]

need ur attention asap —

SYP — w characters who i think are actually really clingy (secretly or not)

GEN. — fluff

WARN. — gn!reader, clingy characs, pda, sickening couple activities

REQ. — “do you do carlos madrigal x reader.. if yes, could I get one?? i can’t really find any recent ones now and I love your works! if not, that’s completely fine!!! xx”

NOTES. — im literally so bad at sticking to one character 😭 im glad u love my works, have a good day lovely <33

thinking about having a clingy bf who can’t get enough of ur love <3

ur clingy bf! who can’t stop clinging onto you like a koala.

ur clingy bf! who loves back hugging you and discovering different cuddle positions.

ur clingy bf! who shows up to your door at random times with a bouquet of your fav flowers.

ur clingy bf! who has a secret obsession with the sweet taste of your lips.

ur clingy bf! who encourages you to play the chapstick game, a new excuse to kiss you over and over. (he doesn’t even make an effort to guess the flavour..)

ur clingy bf! who pulls you away at any social event to kiss you breathless.

ur clingy bf! who stares at you with a subtle pout as his friends drag him away to do god knows what.

ur clingy bf! who basically uses his status to go see you instead of doing what he should be.

ur clingy bf! who refuses to remove his arms around you in the morning, leading you to quite literally limp around with him attached to your hip.

ur clingy bf! who tries to act stoic in public but his facade crumbles in 5 minutes and his hands are back on your waist.

ur clingy bf! who has a habit of rubbing your noses together.

ur clingy bf! who carries you all different styles and doesn’t care about your protests.

ur clingy bf! who always cradles your face so gently whenever you’re ranting and just stares at you with heart eyes and a big, silly smile on his lips.

ur clingy bf! who pulls you back to his chest when you get even a centimetre farther from him.

ur clingy bf! who gives you another bottle of his perfume to spray on your clothes so you smell like him when you go out.

ur clingy bf! who’s always there for receiving and giving affection, especially on hard days.

ur clingy bf! who’d rather die than leave the comfort of your arms wrapped around him, his safe place.

ur clingy bf! who loves you so much that he has to remind you how amazing you are literally every 10 minutes.

ur clingy bf! who send you those care-packages every month filled with all of your favourite things, skincare, games, books etc.

ur clingy bf! who always matches with you in real life and in every game you two own. (no such thing as u playing a game that he doesnt play)

ur clingy bf! who’s always loud asf whenever he sees you. (mf sprints to u to give u a hug)

ur clingy bf! who calls you every single term of endearment, even the weirdest ones.

ur clingy bf! who definitely unironically calls you his pookie wookie farting glitter boo boo bear. (he says it so seriously too..)

ur clingy bf! who wont let you pay for anything and spoils you with everything he can get his hands on.

ur clingy bf! who would and will give the world to you.

thinking about having a clingy bf who can’t get enough of u <3

bonus!! —

the sound of the iphone alarm rings throughout the bedroom. a mix of deep, raspy groans and soft whining fill the room, replacing said irritating noise.

you reach to tap the ‘snooze’ button but a hand grabs your arm. he stretches a hand out to hit it instead but missed 5 times before effectively shutting it off. he groans, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face into your chest.

“babe, get up. you’re too fat, you’re suffocating me.”

“‘s too early to get up, stop squirming,” he reaches a hand up to your face, trying to cover your mouth before you slap it away.

you wriggle in his grasp before stopping, surrendering to his warmth.

“morning, my sweet waffle with honey, maple syrup and berries on top.”

there was a good few seconds of silence to make you realise he’s not joking and genuinely calls you that.

upon imagining the image of waffles in your mind, the idea obviously makes your stomach grumble. you wanted to get up and make some but forgot about the tired guy on your chest.

with a loud groan, you drag him with you out of bed. you can definitely hear his quiet giggles as he brings the blanket with him, perched on his shoulders while you drag him around.

bonus #2!! —

“i got it, i got it!”

“baby, let me pay for it!” you strain out, struggling against his tight embrace. you can feel the vibrations of his chest behind you as he captures your arms in one hand and tries to put the money in the machine with the other.

you squeal when you free your hands from his vice grip and he tickles you to prevent sticking your money in.

“babe, babe stop! i wanna pay, its my turn.”

“i got it, don’t worry. im not gonna let you pay, ill cover it,” he laughs, taking the cash from your hands and slipping it back into your wallet.

at this point, you’re thrashing around in his grasp, not harsh enough to hurt him though. he has his arms hooked under your shoulders to prevent you from moving forward.

“please, let me pay! i got it, its fine!” he protests through his own laughter.

you throw your head back on his shoulder, giggling while trying to free yourself from his grip. he leans downwards and presses several kisses to your face, successfully stopping your movements.

he paid for you again. hey, at least you tried, right?

— (bllk) NAGI, sae, REO (genshin) KAEYA, CHILDE (star rail) gepard, JING YUAN, SAMPO (haikyuu) SUNA, tsuki, KENMA, KUROO (KNY) TANJIRO, AKAZA (ENCANTO) carlos, CAMILO (ATSV) miguel, MILES, PAVITR () YOUR FAVES

@xyaehir 2023. This is my content, inspired or not. Do not translate, copy or plagiarise my works in any way. Reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated. <3

[winguontheweb]

I'm very excited for the Happy Ghast 💙

[sleepingdeath-light]

various disney women vs no nut november hcs ; 18+

requested by ; disney anon (event)

fandom(s) ; disney animated films

fandom masterlist(s) ; main | encanto

character(s) ; julieta madrigal, lady tremaine, maleficent, mother gothel, pepa madrigal, queen elinor

warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, various characters failing the ‘no nut november’ challenge

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

julieta madrigal

first thing’s first but julieta doesn’t see any real point in participating in a challenge like nnn — why would she want to avoid sexual intimacy with her spouse for a whole month? — but if you make a game of it, promise to substitute sexual contact with way more non-sexual intimacy, and promise to play with her then she may be convinced enough to give it a go

she absolutely succeeds, by the way — has an insultingly easy time of it, too

partly because her work as the town healer keeps her so busy, and partly because she doesn’t have a particularly high libido in the first place so she’s more than content just cuddling up with you and relaxing after a long day of cooking and chasing after the kids

so, needless to say, left to her own devices she’s not going to fail

but if you decide to call it quits before the month is up then she’s content to join you in that — after all, she only participated because it was a fun challenge you were doing as a couple, so she’s not too bothered about ‘winning’ or ‘losing’ anything

in other words: however long julieta lasts during nnn is down to how good you are at playing (or how long you can go without those talented hands of hers on and inside of you)

lady tremaine

didn’t want to participate, only decided to partake after weeks of you begging her to, will succeed with ease, and will do everything in her power to make you crumble

she wears her most flattering lingerie around the house and makes sure that you see every inch of her body that you’re not allowed to touch

she lets her hands wander more than they would normally when you’re strolling through the estate gardens or lounging side by side, only to pull away with a comment about the challenge when she notices you starting to enjoy yourself a bit too much

she drives you absolutely bonkers every chance she gets and, sadist that she is, delights in your suffering behind her facade of neutrality — it’s not even about the challenge itself anymore for her (it never was, really), it’s about pushing you to your breaking point and making you beg for her

and when you do finally snap — because she knows you won’t make it through the whole month like this — she rewards you with her full attention, turning a typical punishment into a day of indulgence while still never letting you make her finish

and, just to prove a point, she manages to go the whole month without cumming while still tending to your needs — just be warned that december will start off with a bang after all the trouble she went through at your suggestion

maleficent

she’s spent most of her life living in relative celibacy so no nut november will be a walk in the park for her, if anything the real challenge for her is finding new ways to torment you for being a brat while working around the restrictions the challenge imposes upon you both

fortunately the mistress of evil is a very creative woman and she’s able to find plenty of workarounds that, if done right, don’t involve you finishing in any way (spanking, verbal scolding, edging sessions, etc.)

unfortunately that means that unless you tap out of the challenge of your own accord (i.e. masturbate), you’re going to have to put up with being edged and denied over and over again until december comes — or you could just make a point of being on your best behaviour for thirty days instead of trying to get your girlfriend to break

… but where’s the fun in that?

mother gothel

she was the one that proposed taking part in nnn under the impression that the sex you’ll end up having on december first will be made that much better by having gone so long without release beforehand

she’s also the first one to crumble because, for all her talk of self-restraint back in september and october, gothel is absolutely fucking insatiable when it comes to you and she ends up deciding the challenge is stupid and pointless and that the two of you should give up only about… three days in…

yeah…

gothel also refuses to lose to herself (no matter how vivid her wet dreams start to get and how increasingly tempting it is to slide a hand beneath her nightdress as the days slip by) or to admit to her own lack of restraint, so she makes it her mission to break you as soon as possible instead

she traipses around your home in the skimpiest lingerie she owns, bends at wholly conspicuous angles that give you the perfect view of her ass from behind or of her tits from the front, hangs off of your body when you’re at home and presses herself as close to you as possible, speaks almost exclusively in innuendo and euphemism for a few days, and even resorts to subtly grinding herself down against you when she sits on your lap just to get you to crumble

desperate times call for desperate measures, after all

and when you do finally break and the two of you make love, you can guarantee that she’ll be teasing you for giving in — talking about how needy you are, how obsessed you are with her, and so on as if she wasn’t the one who was trying to get you into bed with her for weeks (typical)

all of that’s to say that she’s the type to go into the challenge full of bravado and confidence only to fall apart and declare the whole thing to be a stupid farse that wasn’t even worth your time in the first place — and she’ll give you such a dirty look if you propose a redo next year because she is not going through that again

pepa madrigal

at the start of the month pepa will be extremely optimistic about being able to last until december, lovingly teasing you about how she’s sure you’re going to crack first and that this will be so easy, etc.

she crumbles within the first week — maybe even on day one if you’re feeling especially evil and act particularly flirty towards her

(not-so-innocent fleeting touches to her sides and lower back when walking past her, whispering about all the things you want to do to her right against the shell of her ear, letting your hands wander when you kiss, giving her bedroom eyes when no one else is looking, etc. — she’ll be keening and writhing beneath you in no time)

… don’t ever bring this challenge up around her again in the future unless you want to deal with some absolutely terrible weather and a very huffy wife

queen elinor

elinor probably wouldn’t do this of her own accord and would only partake if you goaded her into a challenge — make it a game with a desirable enough prize at the end (like the promise of a long trip and a feast) and you’re sure to catch her interest enough for her commit to a month of complete celibacy

she absolutely hates nnn and cannot wait for december to roll around, but to her credit she does manage to last out the whole month

does not make it easy for you though, keeps teasing and goading you into giving up and letting her win whenever the two of you are alone — she may be a patient queen but she can be just as cheeky as her children when she wants to be, rest assured of that much

the second she wakes up on december first she’s jumping your bones and taking out all of her pent up frustration from the last month — and she will not be letting up until the safe word is called or she’s finally fucked herself dumb with you (at which point all she’ll want is to sleep the rest of the morning away before the promised feast will be ready for her in the evening)

[ikage927638]

[lafamiliamadrigalpt]

Dolores: You need a hobby.

Camilo: I have a hobby.

Dolores: Creating scenarios in your head of you and Y/n are together isn’t a hobby.

Camilo: You’re right. It’s a profession and I excel at my job.

[isuckatwritingsobenice]

Hiii, how have you been doing?

Can I ask for headcanons or a scenario where Bruno falls in love with the lady who is a (new for him, considering the time he spent in the walls) baker in the Encanto? Thanks :)

A/N: I haven’t written for Encanto in idk how long, I’m not even sure I have actual published works on this account for this fandom, but regardless I’m happy to do this request! So sorry it took long, my inbox piled up like crazy so I’ve been sifting through request!! I hope you enjoy though!!

Warnings: None!! Fluff all around!

Navigation!!

Bruno Madrigal never expected to fall in love. After years spent hiding in the walls of Casita, isolating himself from the family he adored but felt he couldn’t be near, the concept of romance seemed as distant as a life without his visions. He was used to being alone. He convinced himself he was fine with it.

But all that changed the day he wandered into the Encanto’s market and caught the scent of freshly baked bread wafting from a quaint little bakery tucked into the corner of the plaza.

It started innocently enough. Bruno wasn’t particularly hungry, but the warm, yeasty aroma lured him in like a moth to a flame. The bakery was small but cozy, with shelves lined with loaves of bread, pastries, and cakes that glistened under the soft morning light. He hesitated at the door, fiddling nervously with his ruana, debating whether or not he should enter. He hadn’t been out and about in the Encanto for long—not since his family welcomed him back—but the thought of interacting with strangers still made him anxious.

That’s when he saw you.

You were behind the counter, your hands dusted with flour as you carefully kneaded dough. A few loose strands of hair framed your face, and there was a lightness to your expression, a quiet contentment as you worked. Bruno froze, captivated. It wasn’t just the delicate way you moved or the warmth in your smile; it was the way you seemed so at peace, so effortlessly yourself. He hadn’t felt that kind of ease in years.

“Can I help you?” you asked, your voice pulling him out of his daze.

Bruno startled, fumbling for words. “Oh! Uh, no, I mean, yes, I—bread!” he blurted, his face heating up. “I was just…bread. Smells nice. Smells great, actually.” He winced at his own awkwardness, wishing the ground would swallow him whole.

You tilted your head, amused by his nervous rambling. “Well, you’re in the right place for bread. What kind would you like?”

Bruno stared at the display, overwhelmed by the options and by the fact that you were waiting patiently for him to speak. “Uh…whatever you recommend?” he offered weakly.

You smiled, pulling out a warm, golden loaf and wrapping it up for him. “This one’s my favorite. It’s simple but comforting.

As you handed him the bread, your fingers brushed briefly against his, and Bruno felt his heart stutter. He muttered a hasty thank-you and all but fled the bakery, his face burning with embarrassment.

But he came back the next day.

At first, he told himself it was just for the bread. It wasn’t a lie; your baking was incredible. But as the days turned into weeks, Bruno realized it wasn’t the bread that kept drawing him back. It was you.

He started lingering a little longer each time he visited, finding excuses to stay and chat. At first, the conversations were stilted, his nerves getting the better of him, but you were patient. You asked him about himself—where he lived, what he did—and while he avoided talking about his visions, he found himself opening up to you in small ways. He told you about his family, about his love for storytelling, and about the rats who had been his only company for years.

You listened intently, never judging, always encouraging him to share more. And slowly, Bruno began to relax.

One morning, as he was leaning against the counter, watching you decorate a tray of pastries, you turned to him with a mischievous smile. “You know, Bruno, you’ve been coming here for weeks, but you’ve never once told me why.”

He blinked, caught off guard. “Why?”

“Yeah,” you said, raising an eyebrow. “Is it the bread? The pastries? Or is there another reason?”

Bruno’s mouth went dry. He could feel his face heating up, and he quickly looked away, pretending to examine a tray of cookies. “Uh, well, you know, the bread’s good, and, uh…” He trailed off, his heart racing.

You laughed softly, and the sound sent a shiver down his spine. “Relax, I’m just teasing. But I am glad you keep coming back. It’s nice having someone to talk to while I work.”

Bruno glanced at you, his heart aching at the sincerity in your voice. He wanted to tell you the truth—that he looked forward to seeing you every day, that your smile made his world feel brighter, that he hadn’t felt this alive in years. But the words stuck in his throat.

Instead, he smiled shyly and said, “Yeah. Me too.”

Over time, your bond deepened. Bruno started helping you in the bakery, sweeping the floors, organizing the shelves, and even attempting to knead dough under your patient guidance. He wasn’t particularly skilled, but he tried his best, and you never once made him feel inadequate.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and the plaza emptied out, you and Bruno sat outside the bakery, sharing a loaf of bread and watching the sky turn shades of pink and orange.

“Thank you,” he said suddenly, his voice quiet.

You turned to him, surprised. “For what?”

“For…everything,” he said, fiddling with a loose thread on his ruana. “For being kind to me. For making me feel…welcome.”

Your expression softened, and you reached out to place a hand on his. “You don’t have to thank me, Bruno. You deserve kindness. You deserve to feel at home.”

Bruno’s breath caught in his throat. For a moment, he forgot how to speak, how to think. All he could do was look at you, his heart full to bursting with emotions he couldn’t put into words.

And then, before he could stop himself, he whispered, “You make me feel like I belong.”

Your eyes widened, and for a moment, Bruno thought he had said too much. But then you smiled—a warm, radiant smile that made his chest ache—and squeezed his hand gently.

“You belong here, Bruno. Always.”

It was in that moment that Bruno realized he was in love with you.

The days that followed were some of the happiest of his life. He found himself dreaming of ways to make you smile, of things he could say or do to show you how much you meant to him. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t find the courage to tell you how he felt.

It wasn’t until a particularly quiet evening, when the two of you were closing up the bakery, that Bruno finally found his moment.

As you wiped down the counter, Bruno hesitated, his hands fidgeting nervously. “Hey, uh…can I tell you something?”

You looked up, your expression curious. “Of course.”

He took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest. “I, uh…I’ve never been very good at…saying how I feel. But you…you make me feel things I haven’t felt in a long time. Good things. Scary things. Things I didn’t think I’d ever feel again.”

Your eyes softened, and you set down the cloth, giving him your full attention.

“I don’t know how to say this without sounding like an idiot, but…I think I’m in love with you,” Bruno admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “And I don’t expect you to feel the same way, but I just…I needed you to know.”

For a moment, the world seemed to stand still. Bruno’s heart sank as he braced himself for rejection, for awkwardness, for anything but what happened next.

You stepped closer, reaching out to cup his face in your flour-dusted hands. “Bruno,” you said softly, your voice trembling with emotion. “I’ve been waiting for you to say that.”

Before he could respond, you leaned in and kissed him, your lips warm and gentle against his. Bruno froze, his mind reeling, but then he melted into the kiss, his arms wrapping around you as if you were the only thing grounding him to the earth.

When you pulled away, your foreheads resting against each other, Bruno couldn’t stop the tears that welled up in his eyes. “I didn’t think…I didn’t think someone like you could love someone like me.”

You smiled, brushing a tear from his cheek. “Then I guess it’s my job to prove you wrong.”

And for the first time in years, Bruno allowed himself to believe that he could be loved, that he could be happy. And it was all because of you.

[reallyromealone]

Title: god what have we done

Chapter: prologue

Fandom: Encanto

Characters: Encanto cast, unnamed characters

Fic type: angst to romance

Pairings: Bruno x reader

Warnings: male reader, reader insert, omegaverse, darker Bruno, homie is 7 feet tall, Bruno is jaded, kind of an ass, reader just wants to smooch him

Notes:

Summary: Bruno can't shake an Omega who has declared them to be the perfect match

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Bruno raised an eyebrow at the Omega infront of him "you're not here for a reading?" He asked with disbelief dripping from his voice, taking a drag from his cigarette mid sentence with barely a fuck to give the Omega who had a look of determination.

"Don't you want to see the love of your life or some shit?"

"I don't want to know my future"

"Everyone wants to know their future"

"Not me" (name) shrugged and the Alpha scoffed "bullshit, you will eventually and some way it will be my fault"

(Name) Wanted to be annoyed at the alphas attitude but he knew better seeing as people come to see their future and throw tantrums when they don't get what they want, could you blame him? "I came to bring you this" in his hands was a jar... Of ajiaco?

What game was this?

What was the Omega playing at?

Then it clicked...

Well time to nip this at the bud.

Bruno sighed and stood, a towering seven feet tall and having to lean down to look at the other "and why would a little Omega like you want to come all this way to bring me this?" (Name) Was unwavering at the glowing green eyes and slight stubble on the Alphas face "I wish to court you"

Well wasn't he forward?

An Omega asking an alpha out like this, unheard of in this backwater town-- his mom would have had an aneurysm at the concept of an Omega breaking courting traditions but she lost her mind at basically anything so Bruno didn't care much about her thoughts and opinions.

But (name) of all people asking him out like this?

Bruno knew who (name) was, a male Omega was rare, (name) being the only one in town and had countless suitors chasing after him and yet this little thing wanted to court him?

Was he trying to piss his parents off?

He almost chucked at the other but he wasn't going to entertain his delusions.

He was no fool, especially to pretty omegas like (name).

And so the words came easy off his tongue.

"No" Brunos voice cold and clear, taking another drag of his cigarette while standing back up and looking down at him as he was nothing but instead of a teary eyed Omega, he saw determination "I was expecting you to say that, I'll be back tomorrow! Save space for lunch!" And with that the omega wandered off, the Alpha scoffing before putting out his cigarette with a glare.

He felt this omega was going to be a headache.

And (name) was apparently a man of his word.

Everyday like clockwork he harassed the Alpha with delicious treats and meals, annoying him with conversation and frivolous nonsense.

"So what do you do for fun?"

"Smoke"

"I like to read and recently I have taken the hobby paper folding... I found a book about it in the shop"

"I don't care"

"You do anything today?"

"No"

"I just helped with my parents shop, my papa is planning on opening a cafe so people can read and have a nice drink and snack" Bruno didn't know why he let the other go on and on but he did, going through half a pack of cigarettes before (name) was gone for the day, always leaving food and a recent development; a paper creation that be left for him.

There was a collection building in Bruno's den.

He didn't know why he kept them but he did.

These days turned into months and before he knew it.

(Name) Was worming his way into the others life like a parasite.

It was late, (name) and Bruno sat in comfortable silence and the Alpha hadn't realized so much time passed when (name) slumped against his shoulder, sleeping contently and causing the Alpha to freeze unsure what to do.

But his alpha instincts had other plans, gently putting his head on his lap while petting his nape.

God what was he getting into...

Maybe he should see his own future...

Rip the bandaid off...

But Bruno didn't want this... Whatever it was to end, deep down be knew he was beginning to care for the Omega and begrudgingly...

He knew he wanted them to stay.

But he knew better...

He knew that (name) would come to his senses.

It was just a matter of time.

(Name) Stared up secretly while Bruno was lost in thought, not quite asleep yet but he just wanted to admire the other before he succumbed.

The Alpha was so pretty... Slightly scruffy with his curly hair up in a bun with a bit of his bangs framing his face, always wearing that green poncho that (name) had learned was quite soft... And those eyes.

Oh how he could stare at those eyes for hours.

(Name) Closed his eyes once more and cuddled into him....

He wouldn't miss this chance to be close.

And that night was the best sleep (name) and Bruno ever had.

Bruno sighed as he lit a cigarette in an alleyway while everyone celebrates Juiletas wedding, the whole village in attendance as people danced and sang. "I don't think I could convince you to a dance, could I?" (Name) Asked with a slight teasing in his voice and the Alpha glanced at him bored "when the mountains move, I'll dance with you" the Alpha blew smoke in (name)s face, the other coughing slightly with a glare "so why are you hiding from your sisters wedding" (name) leaned against the wall beside him, the Alpha towering comparatively "I have no interest in this shit"

(Name) Hummed and pulled out something wrapped in a cloth from his jacket pocket and unwrapped an Empanada and took a bite before offering some to the Alpha, standing on his toes to get it to the others lips, Bruno raising an eyebrow at this "what are you doing?" His voice bland and slightly confused "I haven't seen you eat yet!" (Name) Huffed and the Alpha rolled his eyes before taking a bite, the food was fucking delicious but he was not about to admit that. "So...?" (Name) Asked hopefully and Bruno leaned down close, lips barely brushing before speaking "I had better" a bold faced lie that Bruno would never admit, seeing the others pout made him chuckle. "So why are you in an alley way with me hm? It's not proper for an Omega to be with an alpha while unmarked"

"It's rather dangerous, Omega" Bruno continued when the other looked confused "left alone with an alpha, anything could happen" it was an attempt to scare the other off but (name) just stared at him with blown out pupils, completely calm "you won't hurt me" (name) said simply and cupped the others face when it got close enough "oh? And how could you be so sure?" Bruno huffed amused, subconsciously leaning into the others touch "because you had countless times where you could have taken advantage of me but you havent"

"Many alphas would have taken any second to take advantage of that but you turned me away at every courting attempt, you don't care about my secondary gender... It's one of the reasons I fell for you" (name) admitted before kissing Bruno's cheek "and I'm in this alleyway with you because you're the only one at this party I want to be beside"

Bruno released the other from his hold, a look of uncertainty in his eyes towards the Omega who looked at him like he hung the moon.

"(Name)? There you are~" a slightly slurred voice called from the alleyway entrance, (name) visibly freezing at the sight of his most persistent suitor while Bruno could smell the faint scent of annoyance from the Omega "oh? And you're with the town's monster? How... Unique" Bruno glared at the other with a venom (name) didn't think was possible. "So Bruno, how is life? Cause more people misfortune? See someone having a miscarriage? Curse an old woman with the death of her husband?" These were things that Bruno had seen prior, things that made the village view him even worse, blaming him for the death of an old man and a baby who didn't have a chance to take their first breath.

"(Name), sweety" the suitor said getting closer and (name) could smell the alcohol on his breath "it would be in your best interest to get away from the likes of him, nothing but tragedy follows Bruno Madrigal" reaching towards (name) to get him away from Bruno but a large hand slapped it away.

Bruno looked murderous "I suggest you go back from which you came, wouldn't want to find out you lose your hair in the future, no?"

The suitors face morphed into one of anxiety and anger but turned away none the less and the two were left alone.

"You can't even do that, can you?" Turning around (name) looked around for the alpha but Bruno was no longer standing there, just (name) and the lingering scent of Bruno.

like that, Bruno was gone.

And (name) was by himself.

(Name) Tried to visit the Alpha the following morning, the Madrigal family watching with saddened expressions when (name) was rejected each and every time "he takes time to open up, give him Patience" Peppa said softly, worried clouds forming over her head while (name) smiled sadly "I know I can be quite forward with the things that my heart desires... I just... When I look at him it's like the world rights itself..." His voice wistful and so loving, it hurt that Bruno kept pushing him away... He knew he should accept that the Alpha didn't want him but he just couldn't step back...

It felt like fate to be with him.

So (name) came by every day and sat infront of the door, chatting to the Alpha about his families book store and even reading from the book he brought and when he had to leave, there was always a basket of treats for the Alpha.... But it seemed the only ones who enjoyed them were the rats.

"At least you enjoy them" (name) whispered to a rat that crawled from the basket, carefully lifting it into his hold "do you know what he's doing up there? If so could you give him this note?" The Omega carefully tied a note to the rat, surprised when the rat seemed to understand what he was conveying before running off.

Bruno's space was destroyed, the Alpha sweating and scratching at himself. He got too close! He got to close to (name), he could have hurt him!

After visit three, Bruno read his future with (name) and...

He saw (name) crying.

Alone and crying, holding a pup... Their pup.

And on his finger was a string...

He knew (name) was his soulmate...

He knew it but he didn't want to hurt (name) the way he would if he pursued the relationship.

But could he change fate? The future was set in stone was it not?

"He came by again...?" He could hear the omegas voice faintly travel through the vast room, his voice calming to his ears but painful for his heart.

This was for the best.

It had to be.

[marshmellowjay]

"reader with rainbow eyes" "reader with *insert color* eyes"

NÀH. I WANT THEM TO SEE THE WHOLE UNIVERSE IN MC's EYES.

Also this song will forever be a banger

Repost plz!

[zafirosreverie]

Bruno being jealous

For anon, it's short but I hope you like it

I can't really see him as someone jealous, more like insecure.

He knows (or believes) that you could find someone much better, and the first few months of the relationship he was ready for you to break up with him at any moment, especially when you talked to younger men.

He tends to keep things that bother him to himself so as not to annoy you.

He sometimes wishes he could talk out loud about this, but he just can't.

He just stands back, watching you while you talk to other people.

In theory he knows that you are not doing anything wrong and that you would never cheat on him, but there is always that thorn of fear.

He'd really like to come up and hug you or put his arm around your waist like he's seen his brothers-in-law do with his sisters when they're jealous, but he can't muster up enough courage.

So he just stares at the other person until they feel uncomfortable and leave.

He tries to act like everything is fine when you ask him about his sudden silence.

Eventually he would break down seeing you so worried and mutter what he had really felt, followed by a quick apology.

He blushes when you give him a small kiss on the cheek and tell him that he's the only one you love.

He really trusts you, so he's never been tempted to use his gift to see if you'd lie to him or anything like that, but he has no qualms about "scare" those who try to flirt with you by giving them a bad "profecy".

Especially if you ever confess to him that you feel just as uncomfortable as he does with the looks and comments of certain men in town.

[milkcookiekin]

did anybody watch star darlings as a kid? the art style was so pretty and the designs both in 2d and 3d were gorgeous :D