Our Little Seer

Our Little Seer

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What if it wasn't Mirabel who Abuela thought was hurting the Magic? Bruno has always been an odd little boy. He kept to himself. He kept rats as his only friends. He was so quiet. He was constantly knocking on every wooden surface and everything he said was just downright weird. But Mirabel saw nothing wrong with her baby brother. He was perfect the way he was. But on the night of his Gift Ceremony, he may have received something more than just having the ability to see into the future. All that is known is that when he see's his favorite sister get mistreated, cracks are formed not far behind. An AU where Bruno is the youngest and only son of Julieta and Agustin. Neurodivergent Bruno.
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Bruno finally found his forever, after a decade apart their magic pulled them together. He would never be the same again. How could he? Having something worth protecting will shape your future. But has an old enemy returned for them again, to take what is his and tear his family apart? Snippet: Luna's POV The familiar sound of my own voice rang through the vortex, "Diego! Quickly!" I sounded terrified. Diego's caring eyes searched ours before he turned and ran into his green aura, disappearing back. The entire room was silent. I could hear my own heartbeat hammering in my chest. Bruno still held the little girl to us. She hadn't said a word. Her tear streaked face stared down at the floor. I swallowed, opening the folded piece of paper. 'He's coming for her. Keep her safe for now. Her name is Chaina.' It was signed in mine and Bruno's names. My hands shook reading the words. 'He', was coming. ‐---------------- Cross posted on AO3 under @luna_de_encanto Art commissions by Kler Draws on Twitter + IG

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