#mirabruno

[timelessbutterflies]

Please, don't hide...

[shipcestuous]

I saw someone saying that Disney hasn’t made a good love story since Tangled and I was halfway through typing “what about Encanto?” until I remembered Brumira isn’t, in fact, canon 😂

I love this ask.

They did write a good love story in Encanto. It was just on accident.

[ohthepain]

Imagine Mirabruno/Brumira pre-relationship/unrequited with her getting mad over being mi’ja-zoned 😭

[grandfangarbagechan]

A brumira thought I keep having

through whatever circumstance, teenage versions of the triplets travel to the future.

Pepa and Julieta maybe shock their kids with how different they are. Felix spends most of his time reassuring teenage Pepa that she's not unlovable and he likes her weather. Bruno on the other hand?

Bruno is doing literally everything in his power to keep his teenage self from being alone with Mirabel. He will straight up pick up this kid and move him to another room. Mirabel is confused about why he's doing this because as far as she can tell Brunito here is just being friendly.

And teen!Bruno is like "yeah, I'm just talking to someone who understands" and Bruno is like "I know exactly what you're doing, you little miscreant". Everyone thinks Bruno is overreacting and being mean for no reason. Especially because his younger self is great at convincing Julieta and Pepa that he's an innocent lil baby.

Until they convince him to leave those two alone and come spend time with the adults, and like 45 minutes later Isabela or Delores comes to get them because they just caught Brunito and Mirabel making out.

Reactions range from "I knew it!" (Literally just Bruno) to shock and confusion (everyone else)

[double--blind]

Gossiping Rats ⏳🦋

[immoralmoralbirby]

Been a long time since I last drawn these two.

[brumiramybeloathed]

They Both Leave AU Snippet #4

(After Mirabel moves in with Bruno and before they have a talk about boundaries in their relationship.)

Anna, an older woman who takes care to listen to all the gossip in the area, left Bruno's shop with a wave and Bruno finally lets his smile drop and his brows furrow.

Mirabel and him. Together? As a couple?

How on earth could someone think that?

He is her Tio. Her family. Of course they would be closer than strangers and of course he would help her get settled in this new town. Of course he would spend time with her. And when she was having trouble with her finances and living on her own, of course he offered her a spare room in the apartment above his shop.

But Mirabel was still going by a different name out in public.

It ... makes sense people who don't know their connection would assume romantic leanings even when there are none. That must be it.

To an outsider, his interest in Mirabel's wellbeing would look romantic.

Bruno nods to himself and continues with his day, trying to push the ridiculous notion from his mind. He carves, he sells, he talks to people, and then he closes up shop to head home. It's a Wednesday, so Mirabel should be making dinner by now, which is a relief to Bruno's aching joints.

He climbs the stairs to their apartment and can't help but smile at the sight of Mirabel whistling while she cooked dinner. She's still dressed for work, her hair is still in a bun, and there's a stray string caught in her hair. She turns towards the sound of Bruno closing the door and a smile crosses her face.

"Tio Bruno! How was work?"

"It went as it always does, sobrina."

He helps her get ready for dinner, and takes note of how different she is now than when she came here several years ago. She is freer with her movements, less concerned with speaking out about something, bolder, and less hidden in the shadows. She is happy.

They eat and they talk about issues of the day, troubles they are having, and Mirabel's shoulders never bow under the pressure of being an adult outside of the Encanto. Bruno cleans up after they are done, and Mirabel does not hide her laughs at his jokes. They sit next to each other on the couch, Bruno with his book and Mirabel with her sketch book, for the rest of the evening, and she does not slink off to hide from judgment that is far away.

She leans her head on top of his right shoulder. He leans his head on top of hers. The touch warms him all the way down to his aching bones.

Later that night, before he goes to sleep, Bruno has the thought that perhaps Anna was seeing something outside of a hidden familial relationship. Maybe there is something unusual about the way Mirabel and him interact.

He falls asleep still feeling the weight of Mirabel's head on his shoulder and the beginning of a war in his heart.

[zozmablitzarr]

tgp encanto crossover

[arynadeo]

Caught in the act

[rubyvenus]

[timelessbutterflies]

WIP~

[mooncrypt-grimm]

They are doing the same thing I love them so much 😭⏳️🦋

[andtheyweresiblings]

Hey Brumira folks! I'm back but with a new URL. I made a sideblog, which is where my Brumira stuff and reblogs will live from now on.

Please feel free to follow me and/or interact with me @andtheywererelated if that interests you!

I'll still be active on my main (this one), but I'm returning to my sibcest roots over here.

[bunnnywrites]

Tides of Fate: A Merfolk Love Story

Pairing: Bruno/Mirabel

Summary: Mermaid AU, where Bruno left the family to live among humans. Decades later, he finds a young mermaid at the beach, and their relationship will slowly develop into something else, not knowing she's his niece.

Warnings: Incest, nudity.

Word Count: 982

You can also read this story on AO3

Chapter 2

A/N: This is my first fic in more than 10 years, so, yeah... I'm not a native speaker, and I have no beta reader (kind of).

Chapter I

Life under the sea wasn’t dull, or bad. That’s not what he meant. But Lord knows there’s no way to make his family understand that. Nothing Bruno Madrigal says can have a good side. Nothing he does is good enough. Nothing he wants is important. At least not for her mother Alma. Pepa and Julieta weren’t so harsh, but they still didn’t agree with his idea.

Okay, out there, out of the water, it was a wild idea. But how bad could it really be? He wanted to know, to explore, to experience it. He knew their bodies had the ability to adapt out of the water, so it wasn’t impossible. Risky, yes. But there was a whole world outside, a world he had never been in. He could only see part of it, from the distance. And it was not enough. So when Bruno turned 18, he decided he was old enough to make his own decisions.

With time, he started going out more and more frequently, and his bond with his family weakened in consequence. They wouldn’t accept this new lifestyle he had chosen, and he couldn’t stand the rejection and ostracism. So he decided to definitely cut ties, and make his life exclusively among humans. He found a job as a fisherman, knowing his experience underwater would help him a lot. Got a small but nice place, where he could see the sea. He still loved it, and visited everyday. Sometimes very early, before going to work, sometimes at night. But he liked being there alone, to enjoy its calming presence.

And it was one of those warm and lonely nights, when he was about to leave, that he saw her for the first time. Well, heard her first. The familiar sound of a big tail moving against the water surface, behind a huge rock. The painful memories of Alma, and also the rest of the family told him to turn around and leave, but something was telling him to do exactly the opposite.

He slowly approached the rock, as quietly as he could, holding his breath. She didn’t see him at first, which gave him time to appreciate her figure. She was young, with dark and curly hair, thick eyebrows and beautiful brown skin. A soft belly, and two small and beautiful breasts. Her tail was a nice shade of teal, still playing and splashing around. Bruno stared at it for a couple of seconds, trying to remember when had been the last time he had seen one, until a gasp interrupted his thoughts. He looked up, and saw two dark eyes staring at him. She was obviously scared, but wasn’t trying to escape.

“It-It’s okay” He said, in a quiet tone “I won’t hurt you”

Her tail wasn’t moving anymore, and she kept her eyes on him. All her senses were telling her to swim away and never look back, but for some reason she didn’t want to. Something inside her was telling her to stay, that she wasn’t in danger.

“I-I’m Bruno” He sat down on the sand, away from the water “I… I know you can understand me”.

She frowned, and doubted for a moment. He wasn’t supposed to know that. There were strict rules about engaging with humans. But… She had heard rumors. About a conflictive merman who decided to leave to live out of the water. But she always thought it was just a story.

“I’m… Mirabel” She said, hiding her body under the water, and leaving only her head outside.

“Mirabel”

They looked at each other for a moment, not knowing what to say.

“Do your parents know you’re here?”

“… No” Her face was painted with remorse “But I’m 20 now”

He let out a chuckle Mirabel didn’t understand.

“I don’t think they’ll approve this anyway” She frowned “Relax, it’s not like I can tell on you”

She giggled this time.

“I don’t think they approve anything about me” She sighs “I’ve always been… Kind of a disappointment”

That felt way too relatable.

“I know the feeling, kid” She gave him a sad smile “If it makes you feel any better, I think you’re very brave”

This time her smile was full of happiness. It was the first time someone had praised her like that, and she found out she really liked the feeling. It’s not that her parents didn’t love her, of course they did. But no one had ever called her “brave” before. Especially for doing something that went against her family wishes.

“I don’t understand why nobody wants me to come here.”

“Well, sometimes people are afraid of the unknown.”

She thought for a moment, before asking him.

“Are you afraid of me?”

He was taken aback by her question.

“I’m not… No. I’m… I’m a grown man, you’re still a teenager. Why would I be afraid of you?”

She rolled her eyes.

“You know what I’m talking about”

He coughed a little and changed his position.

“I’m not afraid of mermaids” He said, carefully thinking his words “There are stories about mermaids hunting and eating humans, but I don’t believe in that”.

She looked at him in silence for a moment.

“But, anyway…” He added, playing with sand “All humans are different. Some of us believe those stories, some dream of capturing a mermaid, stuff like that, so… yeah.” He shrugged, “Be careful.”

She lifted an eyebrow “Are you trying to scare me?”

He chuckled.

“Just a warning, kid”

She smiled, and felt like it was the moment to be “brave” again.

“If… If I come back again tomorrow, will you be here?”

He stopped playing with sand.

“You know… Just in case someone wants to capture me.”

He let out a nervous giggle, and hugged his own knees.

“That’s… Yeah. I mean- I mean, yes. Yes. I’ll be here”.

She gave him a warm smile.

“Cool”.

[double--blind]

A shimmering, loving tapestry

Of black wool and embroidery

[grimalkinmessor]

*blinking up at you with sad wet eyes* can you give me any hints or spoilers about your encanto fic -d.a.b.

I'm gonna be real with you and tell you that I haven't thought about that fic in over a year 👁️👁️

Good news though! I had a good chunk of the second chapter already written so I can give you a snippet! :D

"What do we call you, then?" Julieta says, ever the level head. Everyone blinks, because they had all most likely been doing what Mirabel has been doing and merely referring to the new Bruno as new Bruno, or maybe even several of the alternatives Mirabel has come up with. Julieta rolls her eyes as her husband starts to come back to himself, head pillowed on her shoulder as she waves an arepa under his nose. "Calling both of you Bruno would get too confusing, and I'm not going to force my brother to give up his own name. So, what would you prefer to be called?"

Everyone directs their attention from Julieta to fancy Bruno, who appears to be giving it some thought. Before he can say anything however, Camilo pipes up, "I don't know, I'm kinda liking tío-Bruno-number-two."

Mirabel shoots her primo an exasperated look even as she internally preens—she wasn't the only one who thought of that, it seems.

Bruno 2.0 hums. "Well, I had several names in my world, but I'm not really partial to Abomination or Freak."

He says it casually, but everyone in the room flinches. Mirabel's eyes lock onto her Bruno while everyone else averts their gazes, and she sees him briefly shrink into himself again before catching her eye and blinking. His spine straightens again, like he's been bolstered by Mirabel's unshakeable faith and attention. He turns his face to his doppelganger and simply offers, "You could be Hernando."

Mirabel does not laugh, but it's a near thing. Fancy Bruno's face scrunches up.

"No."

"What about Jorge?"

"You—"

Mirabel steps in between them when new Bruno bares his teeth in agitation at his counterpart, giving him a sharp look that he instantly heeds. "What do you want to be called, then?"

He stares at her again, something strange in his face. After a moment, he offers, "Why don't you decide for me, mi mariposa?"

"Me?" Mirabel blinks, a bit thrown. She straightens, missing how Camilo raises an eyebrow at the nickname. Bruno 2.0 inclines his head, a smile curling his lips. Mirabel thinks for a moment, and then it comes to her in a flash of perfect irony. "Brujo. Your name can be Brujo."

Behind her, her Bruno chokes.