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bumblesimagines · 9 months
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"Did you just show up conveniently, or is this another act in your never-ending drama?"
"Do they even know how much energy you're spending on their behalf?"
- Valerio Montesinos
"Did you just show up conveniently, or is this another act in your never-ending drama?"
"Do they even know how much energy you're spending on their behalf?"
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"How many people did you invite, Rebe? It was supposed to be a small gathering amongst friends, not the whole damn school!" You watched the steady wave of students flow into your house, some faces familiar and others strangers. They tossed aside their belongings and made a mess of things as they roamed around the house, swaying to the music and drinking whatever they could get their hands on.
"Come on, (Y/N)! It's your 18th birthday." Rebeka cackled with glee, practically bouncing on her heels. "I promise this'll be a night you'll thank me for."
"Yeah, tell yourself that tomorrow when you help me clean up this mess." You sighed heavily and turned away from the protesting brunette, heading deeper into your house and praying your classmates behaved themselves.
"(Y/N)!"
"Ugh, fuck." You groaned and ran a hand over your face. The party was a headache you could nurse with beer, but an snobby ex-girlfriend? Nothing could nurse that sort of headache. You turned on your heel and regarded the blonde with lifted brows.
"We need to talk."
"We've talked already. You ditched me for your ex and the new kid and now one of them is gone. Go crawling back to Polo if you're lonely, Carla."
"Ooh, ouch." And the night got shittier. Your jaw clenched involuntarily at the mere sound of Valerio's voice. The boy had been a thorn in your side since he'd set foot in the school. From his constant pestering to his dealing to the way he never seemed to shut up, he got on each and every single one of your nerves. Even his sister looked exhausted of his molly-induced antics.
"Not now, Valerio." You groaned again and turned away from the curly-haired boy but he simply followed you through the crowd of bodies hanging around. He quickened his pace and slung an arm around your shoulder, one you quickly shoved away. "Did you just show up conveniently, or is this another act in your never-ending drama? You gonna try to sell me something? Or are you gonna swoop in, try to be a knight, and make a fool of yourself as always?"
"Someone's in a mood." Valerio whistled, whisking away a cup of god-knows-what from someone's hand and tossing a wink at them when they complained.
"Just fuck off."
"Have a drink, my angel." Valerio grinned cheekily and stepped infront of you, pressing the cup against your chest. He leaned in, bumping his nose against yours with twinkling eyes. "And happy birthday."
"Whatever." You muttered and took the cup from him, sparing him one last annoyed glance and slipping further into the crowd. Valerio watched you go with a small smile, shoving his hands into his pockets.
Stepping out of the crowd with her fingers wrapped around a pretty glass cup, Lu eyed her brother with raised brow and stepped closer. She followed his line of sight and snorted, shaking her head with a pitiful frown. "Do they even know how much energy you're spending on their behalf?"
"No." Valerio muttered. "But they'll see it eventually."
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Caught In The Middle - Valerio Montesinos x Muñoz!Reader
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Gif not mine. Credits to the rightful owner.
Fandom: Elite
Pairing and other characters mentioned: Valerio Montesinos x Reader, Ander Munoz x Reader, Guzman Nunier, Lu Montesinos, Samuel Garcia, Carla Roson, Cayetana Grajera, Omar Shanaa
Summary: You are Ander's twin sister and have recently started dating Valerio. However, Ander doesn't approve of your relationship, and when an incident takes place during a party, he warns Valerio to stay away from you. {Requested}
Word count: 1781
Trigger warning: alcohol and substance abuse, attempted sa, violence, cursing
A/N: I'm noticing a lack of Elite fanfiction here on Tumblr, which I'm not very happy about. Please, feel free to send in requests, my loves.
“Out of all the boys in Las Encinas, you really had to sleep with this degenerate,” your brother’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts. “Excuse me?” you questioned in disbelief. Normally, Ander would keep his opinions to himself- it wasn’t like him to intervene with your personal life- but it wasn’t like you to keep things from him either.
Ander took a deep breath. “When were you going to tell me?” he asked. You frowned, unsure of how you should respond. “Tell you what?” you replied, trying to buy yourself more time to think of an excuse.
Your twin rolled his eyes. “About you and Valerio. I had to find out from Omar, for God’s sake!”
You felt the blood on your face painting your cheeks red. It was obvious you couldn’t hide the truth from your brother any longer. “Look, cariño, I’m sorry,” you said softly. “I didn’t mean to keep it from you. I just didn’t know how to tell you.”
Ander’s expression softened. “Y/N, you’re my twin sister. You know you can always confide in me, right?”
“I know how much you dislike him,” you murmured. Ander picked up on the fact you avoided eye contact, and took a seat next to you on your bed. His wrapped his arm around your shoulder carefully, and pulled you closer to him.
“I don’t dislike Valerio,” he sighed, “I just don’t think he’s good for you.”
Ander had a valid point. Valerio had a reputation for being a troublemaker, and his involvement with drugs and partying was well-known around the school. Despite all that, you couldn’t help the way you felt about him.
“I understand what you’re saying, cariño,” you said, “but I just hope you can accept my choise.”
Ander took a deep breath before responding. “I will always support you, Y/N, no matter what. Just, promise me one thing.”
There was a moment of silence before he continued, during which you felt your heart pounding on your chest. “Promise me you’ll be careful, and that you’ll come to me if you ever need anything.”
You felt a wave of graditute wash over you as you hugged your brother tightly. “Thank you, Ander,” you breathed. “I promise.”
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As you swallowed the sixth vodka shot, you felt like your soul was elevating heavenwards. The sweet taste of gummy bears mixed with alcohol burned your throat and made you feel euphoric- like the world was still there, but for the moment, it didn't have you by the throat.
“You’re breathtaking tonight, Y/N,” Valerio whispered, his lips brushing over your exposed collarbone. You giggled and tittled your head slightly to the side, placing a soft kiss on his neck. “I could say the same thing,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper.
As the alcohol continued to flow through your veins, you started to feel lightheaded. The room around you spun in dizzying circles, and you struggled to keep your balance. Valerio noticed your unsteady movements and reached out to steady you, his hand gripping your arm tightly.
“Y/N, you okay?” he questioned. Even though you couldn’t hear his voice clearly enough, you could see the concern etching on his face. You tried to nod, but the room spun even faster, and you felt like you might be sick.
“I don’t feel so good,” you mumbled, your words slurring together. Valerio’s grip on your arm tightened, and he led you to a nearby couch, sitting you down carefully.
“Hey, it’s okay,” he reassured you, kissing you softly on the forehead. “I’ll go get you some water.” And with that, he disappeared into the crowd.
A few moments went by, and your dizziness only got worse.
Suddenly, you felt a hand on your thigh, and you looked up to see a stranger leering at you. You tried to push him away, but your limbs felt heavy and uncooperative.
“Come with me, sweetheart,” he slurred, his breath hot and stale against your face. You tried to scream, but no sound came out, and the darkness swallowed you whole.
It didn’t take long for Valerio to return to the crowded living room, clutching a bottle of water in his hand. He searched for you in the sea of faces, and when he realized you were nowhere to be seen, he felt his heart skip a beat. As panic set in, he scanned the room once again. He spotted Samuel and Guzman chatting in a corner, and quickly approached them.
“Guys, have you seen Y/N?” he asked with a slightly shaken voice.
Guzman and Samuel exhanged a puzzled glance. “No, we haven’t seen her. Why?” Samuel replied. Valerio felt his heart sinking to his stomach, and his eyes darted the room for familiar faces one more time. He didn’t bother replying to Samuel before rushing to Lu and Carla.
“Lu, have you seen Y/N? I can’t find her anywhere.”
Lu shook her head. “No, sorry. We've been dancing together for the past hour.”
Valerio’s concern slowly evolved into fear. His mind conjured up horrifying scenarios, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that he had failed to protect you.
“Val, what’s going on?” Lu questioned, visibly concerned.
Valerio took a deep breath, trying to compose himself before explaining the situation. “It’s all my fault,” he murmured, the words weighing heavy on his chest.
“What’s going on?” asked Guzman, arriving at the scene along with Samuel, drawn in by the commotion.
“We can’t find Y/N,” Carla spoke up. The sense of urgency in her voice was palpable.
Guzman’s expression remained stoic as he tried to assess the situation. “Have you tried calling her?” he asked Valerio.
“I did just now. It’s going straight to voicemail,” Lu interjected.
Guzman's mind raced as he tried to piece together what had happened. "Vale. Where's Ander and Omar?" he questioned, his tone serious and firm. “They went to get some drinks, they should be back any minute now.”
“We have to split up and search for her. She must be somewhere in the house,” Carla said, taking charge of the situation. “I’m texting Ander to check the pool and the back yard. Me and Lu will go see if her car is still in the driveway, and you guys head upstairs.”
The group nodded in agreement, and quickly dispersed to search for any signs of you.
Guilt washed over Valerio in waves, threatening to drown him as he imagined the worst. He mentally cursed himself for ever letting you out of his sight, for not being more careful, for not protecting you like he should have.
“Cayetana, have you seen Y/N?” Samuel asked, desperation creeping into his voice. “Si, I saw her and Gabriel going to the attic. She seemed a bit disoriented,” the blonde replied, taking a sip of her drink.
“What? Why didn't you say something earlier?" Guzman snapped, his anger rising at the thought of you being in danger.
"I didn't think anything of it," Cayetana replied defensively, sensing the tension in the air.
“Puta madre!”
Without another word, the three of them raced up to the attic, their hearts pounding in their chests. As they opened the door, they saw you huddled in the corner, shaking with fear. And there, hovering above you, was Gabriel, a sinister smile on his face.
"Ugh, merda. I was just starting to have some fun with your girlfriend."
Guzman and Samuel stepped forward, flanking Valerio on either side as they faced off against Gabriel. Valerio's eyes flashed with anger as he noticed your bruised arms and bloodied shirt. "What the fuck did you do to her, cabron?" he growled, his voice low and menacing.
“I didn’t-” Gabriel didn’t get a chance to reply, as Guzman’s chuckles met with his mouth. “You are gonna pay for this, joder!” he screamed. Gabriel’s feet stumbled, as he held his arms up in defense. “I swear, I didn’t do anything. I was just messing around.”
“Just messing around?” Valerio growled, feeling his blood boiling. “Valerio, por favor,” Samuel whispered, grabbing him before he had the chance to hit him as well. “She needs you.”
Meanwhile, you were still curled up in the corner, shaking violently. You tried resisting the urge to throw up, but the mix of alcohol and the metal taste of blood in your mouth weren’t much help. You cried out, in a desperate attemp to capture someone’s attention, but nobody seemed to had heard you.
You were well aware that Valerio and Guzman would never let Gabriel get away with this. The sounds of fists hitting flesh, the screams of your friends, and the shattering of glass all seemed to blend together into one sickening cacophony. Your heart was racing, and you felt like you were going to pass out any moment.
“Guzman, Valerio, eso es suficiente!” Lu screamed, hurriedly entering the attic. Carla, Ander, Omar and Cayetana followed close behind.
Ander and Carla wasted no time rushing next to you. “Y/N, what happened?” Carla asked. Her voice was slow and steady, but you could tell she was struggling to keep her composure.
You took a deep breath. The air, however, didn’t reach the bottom of your lungs. You felt like you were suffocating.
“Call an ambulance, now!” Ander demanded. And, for the second time tonight, darkness swallowed you.
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“I don’t want you near my sister ever again. You've been nothing but trouble lately, and I don't want her getting caught in the middle of it."
Valerio took a final drag out of his cigarette. "What are you talking about? Tonight wasn’t my fault- I didn’t do anything wrong."
"Maybe not intentionally," Ander replied firmly, "but you've been a bad influence on her."
Valerio sighed. “I guess I don’t have much of a choice, do I? At the end of the day, you never liked me.”
Ander watched as Valerio walked down the hospital corridor, feeling hurt and confused. He had never meant to cause any harm to you, and he couldn’t deny that he felt a deep sense of loss now that he couldn't be near you anymore. He knew that Ander was only looking out for his sister, and he respected that. Maybe someday, you could all be friends again, but for now, he would have to stay away.
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theesirenteller · 7 months
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❝Wait- we’re having a baby?❞
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Valerio Montesinos Rojas x F!OC Lolitá
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"Valerio, estoy embarazada."
I'm pregnant .
"What?!" The Diplomat Heir yelled out from across the indoor pool room. The vibrant reggaeton music blared from the speakers; causing a vibration rattle to the glass walls and windows. The fluffy-haired male only shot her an intoxicated smile before continuing to sway his hips and dance to the music. Valerio jumped around as the beat sped up.
Lolitá sighed and chewed at the side of her lip. Her pineapple juice trembled within the flute glass that she held onto tightly. The familiar sense of nausea crept up the back of her throat. The in-between of her toes grew sweaty like her armpits and neck. Her head began to throb as her eyes grew blurry. Oh, how she wished she wasn't a coward. Lolitá had been with Valerio for over six months now and with both of their track records regarding relationships, that was the closest to serious either of them had ever gotten. She loved him. She loved him more than she ever thought she loved anyone, even herself. He was truly one of a kind. Not just as a lover but just as a person in general. So wild at heart, so upbeat, and felt his emotions deeply, embraced every and any emotion he felt. And Lolita didn't want to lose him. Or be the cause of breaking his sobriety.
The pair had met at an overpriced Rehab facility in Italy. He made the once dreary place turn to sunshine. They'd recovered from their addictions and as a result of that became addicted to each other. Valerio took her everywhere with him. Now that he managed Carla's winery, he was busy quite a lot. "Co- dependants" was what Lolitá's psychiatrist called them. The shrink was shortly fired after that. Lolitá lived in a blissful delusion when it came to her relationship. As long as they weren't cheating on one another or doing drugs…then they were perfect.
"Fuck." she cursed to herself and just as she was about to get from her seat, Lolitá was tackled onto her back by Valerio. "¡Idiota! You're gonna suffocate me!" she wheezed as he smothered her with kisses.
Valerio could be the living embodiment of the phrase 'Golden Retriever Boyfriend'. He couldn't keep his hands off of her. His palms gripped her breasts as he kissed her neck. His long fingers tugged at the skimpy strings of her bikini top as he playfully bit at her ear, "Aw mí flor no seas así." my flower don't be like that.
He then cupped her face in his hands as he placed a kiss on her forehead " Why so tense baby?" he asked with a thick accent.
This was it. It was now or never.
"Because…" she took a deep breath and closed her eyes, "I'm pregnant."
"Wait, so…we're having a baby? Un chiquito Valerio y Lolitá?" His questioning tone slowly turned to one that was filled with excitement. " Por favor, open your eyes, Litá." Valerio laughed.
And so she did. "You aren't upset?"
"Upset? No! This is amazing. Una regalo de Dios." it's a gift from god." He smiled. He then proceeded to place a soft kiss of reassurance to her lips. To which Lolitá kissed him with a passionate embrace. Her arms wrapping around his neck. Happiness vibrating off of the both of them.
Valerio pulled away for a moment to reveal to mischievous smirk. "We're gonna throw the biggest party to celebrate. Wait until Lu finds out she's going to be uná tiá."
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nestito702 · 5 months
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ÁLVARO RICO & JORGE LÓPEZ
ELITE (3×04) As Pollo and Valerio.
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k-wame · 1 year
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ÁLVARO RICO & JORGE LÓPEZ 2020 • ÉLITƎ • S3·EP5 • dir. Jorge Torregrossa
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nostalgicninjas · 5 months
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misogynistic Polo apologists: “MaRiNa hAd iT CoMiNg aNd dEsErVeD wHaT sHe gOt”
What she got: *bludgeoned by her brother’s best friend and left to slowly die alone in a pool of her own blood*
Did I mention she was only 16 and also pregnant?
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carlotocotta · 1 year
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r0b1ns · 2 years
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BOYFRIEND WHO GOES TO A PUBLIC SCHOOL - ELITE
X MALE READER
CHARACTERS: Samuel, Omar, Guzman, Ander, Polo, Patrick, Ivan, Valerio, Bilal
CW: none
WORD COUNT: 800+
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SAMUEL
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He doesn't care.
Obviously.
You went to school together but separated when he went to the rich kids school.
You meet every day after classes to gossip.
If you need he helps you with school work
He's smart
He was never ashamed to admit to everyone you're dating
You like sitting on a cliff near you at night while he tells you about the assholes he goes to class with
GUZMAN
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It took him long enough to actually start dating you.
Both because you're a guy and because of your money status.
So he keeps you a secret.
Of course you don't like it, but you understand.
You meet up almost every day in a secret place only the two of you know.
Or in your house, if your parents or whoever you live with know.
Eventually you get sick of hiding and you get into an argument.
You break up and he feels too miserable without you so he tells his friends first
And than his family
The don't take it so well, not because you're a guy, but because you're not rich.
But they get used to it
He invites you to every party he goes to
And buys you expensive things
You always tell him not to, he listens but occasionally still buys you something
OMAR
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If you go to school together you're unseparatable.
You sit together every class, and if you have different ones you meet immediately after.
You try to keep it down and look life regular friends
So his family won't find out.
If you go to different schools you both snick in the middle of the day to meet halfway and smoke
Sometimes you get in trouble cause you arrive late to class
You love making jokes about samu and Nadia, how they're both with the rich kids they used to make fun of.
ANDER
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He really doesn't care
Neither does his mom
You practically live with them
She really adores you.
You always go clubbing together, and Guzman really likes you
You make him happy and encourage him to send you to his father
Ander, unlike Guzman, doesn't buy you expensive shit.
He understands it makes you feel weird and respects it.
POLO
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It took him time to accept it
He did grow up rich and IS rich
But with that character development I believe he'll be completely ok with it
His moms obviously dgaf about you being a guy, but the fact that you're not rich?
They'll accept it eventually too
He brings you to every event
He takes big pride in you, and if you have a school dance or something he'll absolutely go with you
He likes buying you stuff, but you made a deal it won't be too often or too expensive.
He even picks you up from school sometimes.
PATRICK
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He doesn't care, but he does use it as a rebellious act towards his father
He invites you to his house constantly.
Doesn't buy you things, but he does pay for dinner, clubs, drinks etc..
He's afraid you're with him only for his money
He has some trust issues
So he pushes you away.
But you're stubborn and don't give up easily
You constantly have to reassure him you live him and he deserves happiness
IVAN
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He honestly doesn't even thinks about that sort of things
He likes you because of you, not your money.
After his dad accepts himself he's very chill with you,
If you like football you're his new best friend.
Ivan prefers staying at your house, to escape all that partying his dad does.
He likes your house, it's small and cozy, and quiet.
He sometimes wishes he was normal like you, not famous dad, no too much money on his hands, but you have to remind him that he's very privileged and he needs to appreciate.
Doesn't like showing up at your school, there are a lot of fans and he doesn't like the attention
VALERIO
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Totally ok with it.
Likes to shove your relationship to his dad
He's very handsy with you no matter where or who you're with
Takes you to every club known to men
Buys you so many drinks
Treats you like a prince
If someone says something about you he's already there kicking their ass
He likes randomly showing up to your classes and getting you in trouble so he can have more time with you
BILAL
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Doesn't give two shits
He wasn't interested in your money status before and does not now
He even feels more at ease with you because he's surrounded with a lot of rich people, and you make him feel equal
Idk where he lives but you two like going out more than staying home
Just sitting in a random park or abandoned site.
It takes the pressure off of him to be with someone who gets him
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!GIFS ARE NOT MINE!
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familyromantic · 1 year
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If you don’t mind, could you give some tv show recs with canon incest?
Sure! I will recommend only what I have watched myself.
Starting with the most popular, House of the dragon. Although I can't say that Daemon and Rhaenyra's couple is my favorite, the show as a whole is good and full of consanguineous couples. (I'm not talking about Game of thrones because I haven't finished it, but I think you know about it).
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No less popular, The Borgias (Showtime). It was a starting point for my incest fetish xD I started watching not knowing anything about the Borgia family or that there would be incest in the series, but I shipped Cesare and Lucrezia from the very first episode.
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The second season of Elite features a hot pair of half-siblings.
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Speaking of less popular shows, we have Another period. This is a pretty peculiar show, but if you like trash comedies, then it will be an ideal option. A canonical twincest couple, they are adorable.
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A taste of honey. A very good thing about a couple of uncle and niece. Japanese drama.
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Hope it was useful information for you, Anon! :)
UPD. It wasn't mentioned because I forgot about it, but I'm adding it now. El Cid. The chemistry between Alfonso and Urraca is unreal and they are comparable to Cesare/Lucrezia.
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carladuquette · 2 months
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Lynn Fainchtein, the og Elite’s music supervisor, passed away this month at only 61. She was great at what she did, so let’s remember some of Elite’s best music moments.
List your favorite or top three, top five, whatever, Elite music moments and if you know anyone who still remembers this show fondly (anyone…?), tag them so they can do it too. Thank you for the music, Lynn ❤️
3. I hear the day has come – Matt Maltese. It first plays over Marina‘s death scene in the season one finale when Nano comes to find her in the pool, and she collapses in his arms. As if that wasn’t sad enough, it’s repeated in season two, when Nano feels he has lost everything and is crumbling the picture of him and his family before he leaves town in the pouring rain. The parallels!
2. Hey Moon - John Maus. Lu and Val and their 🔥🔥🔥 chemistry coming back from the party in the season two premiere, ending the night on the pool table. Need I say more (I need not). Both Danna and Jorge said that this was their favorite scene filmed before season three. 
1. Los dias raros - Vetusta Morla. The montage at the end of 2x07. My favorite Elite musical moment, no contest, and potentially my favorite moment in the show period. Yes, it has Lu finally giving in to Val after she has basically burned everything to the ground with her speech at the fake charity gala. But there is so much more in this scene, too, so many emotions. If nothing in this montage touched you, are you even alive? 
I tag @carlotocotta @dhyanshiva @snappy-bambi @narcobarbies @sizzy-ling @myladyofmercy @ivanpellicer Anyone who’s watched Elite! Doesn’t have to be songs from the first 3 seasons.
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men on netflix i have simped for but you can progressively see i have more and more issues. 
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elioemirbrrr · 8 months
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Carla'mın güzelliği der susarım.
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itsbeckyfreen · 2 years
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endless gifs of carla rosón ➞ 22/∞
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saintlopezlov3r · 2 years
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Valerio Montesinos💊
Elite
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fortheboyzzz · 2 years
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Trophy Husband
Valerio X Male Reader
Genre: Fluff
Request:  Valario and reader domestic scenario?
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You yawned and rubbed your eyes as you made your way down to your kitchen, following a delicious smell. When you woke this morning, you found that your boyfriend Valerio wasn’t by your side, so you went to look for him.
“And he’s awake!” Valerio said, greeting you with a kiss and placing a warm mug in your hand. He was in his underwear and your robe that was now basically his with the number of times he had stolen it from you. “Good morning. Also I couldn’t figure out how to work the espresso machine so I made tea instead.”
“Thanks,” you murmured, still only half awake.
Then he turned your attention to the kitchen island where there was an omelette and  some toast with jam topped off with a mimosa all laid out for you. “I’ve made your favourite,” he said, rubbing your shoulders.
You took a long sip of your tea as you waited for your tiredness to wear off. “So you made me tea and breakfast? What did you do now?”
“What? I can’t just make my boyfriend a nice breakfast?” he asked.
You pressed your lips together, pretending that you needed to ponder the question. “Unless you're making up for something, no,” you said, then you look at him. “I’m teasing.” You  gave him a kiss on the cheek before hopping onto the island and digging into the omelette. “Wow, this is actually really good, mmm…” you said, placing the first bite in your mouth. 
“Right?” 
“No seriously, this is really good. Have you thought about going to culinary school?”
“Well that would go against my dream of becoming a trophy husband.” Valerio teased, placing himself in between your legs.
“Trophy husband, hm? I do like the sound of that, but there’s just one little thing.”
“Yes?”
You gently turned his chin towards the mess in the living room left over from the party two nights ago. Empty cups and cans scattered all over the place along with decorations. “We’ll have to work on your cleaning skills.”
“But you can’t say I’m not a great host,” he counteracted.
“The word ‘host’ would imply that this is actually your house,” you teased, bringing him to your lips again. “But  seriously though, my dad will kill me if he sees this mess.”
“Okay, I'll clean after breakfast,” he said as he took a bite of the toast.
“Hey! That’s mine.”
“I made it.”
“With the food  from my kitchen,” you said, only for him to smile at you and take another bite. You shook your head. “You’re lucky you're cute.”
“You think I’m cute?”
You playfully pushed his shoulder. “Shut up.”  
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k-wame · 1 year
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MIGUEL BERNARDEAU • DANNA PAOLA • JORGE LÓPEZ via Instagram [2019] 
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