Brunomadrigalfanfiction Stories

Bruno Madrigal is a shy man. A few months outside of Casita's walls hasn't changed that. In an effort to slowly integrate back into the community of Encanto, he returns to one of his pre-hiding habits, reading at Café de Libros, a combination shop, café, and bibliotheca for the town run by Elena Pascual, an assertive 30 something with an adventurous streak, a deep love for books and her inherited businesses, and an unfiltered temper. The two strike up a long suspected romance thanks to the interference a butcher and a parrot, but soon Alma's dislike of Elena starts trouble for the lovers. Things only get worse when the cruelty of a jilted suitor brings violence to the community the likes of which haven't been seen for fifty years.

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You, a future psychologist who loves theatre, and fangirls Bruno Madrigal, who one day travelled back in time to the Encanto. You awakened as one of the villagers who will be arranged to marry him! However, Bruno is uncomfortable with the idea of an arranged marriage and is very awkward towards you. Will you ease his mind and make him fall for you? Disclaimer: I do not own Encanto and the cover of this story. The cover is a fan art of @DulcetJasy on Twitter https://twitter.com/DulcetJasy/status/1477713938133434368?cxt=HHwWgICyoeu_8oEpAAAA

[ 18th century Egypt, desert magician AU ] tw: angst, mild violence (I say mild but then people always get shot), mentions of slavery, rape, race-related violence, and abuse ______ Cairo in the day is a bustling place, full of men and women clad in bright, flowing fabrics. The streets are littered with vendors and fortune tellers, some mad, some cunning, all of them beckoning you close with smiles on their faces and knives underneath their cepkens. At night, the city is a different place. Its darkest corners are riddled with traps and men you teach your daughters to keep away from even in the day. She had been one of these daughters, once, in a different life. And him: he was the man who even the nobility refused to name; the man about whom only rumours survive, traded in hushed whispers between the most desperate of men and women. The uwrakil aemaa, they called him. The blind oracle. Alkharab nafsuh. Ruination itself.

Y/N once married Bruno, but Bruno left leaving Y/N heartbroken, She goes out to the lake and meets a mystery man called "Hernando" she isn't sure about him but decided to talk to him