#elena gonzalez

[wittybibliophile]

Xanax...

Elena trying to stop jax to take anxiety pills. So she puts several small notes in his pill bottle for him to read instead of choosing the pills. " * Save a xanax, buy a puppy. It will make you happier in the long run. I don't know why the ridiculous statement draws a laugh from me. Interested in seeing what else elena write, i grab another. * If i swap your xans for tic-tacs, would you notice? I grab the rest, barely hiding mu shit-eating grin as i unfold each one. * Hugs, not drugs. Seriously, this is your free hugs voucher. * If you skip the pills, i will offer you one activity of your choice. * One 'get out of gala free' coupon if you skip the pill. * Pills are so 80s. You are way too cool to be doing something so out of style. * Free movie night on me, dinner included, if you throw the pill away. * One free lesson of spanish dirty talk if you don't take the pill. I never expected something simple like this to put me at ease, Elena, not even present in the room, fills my chest with something warm. I want to change. Not because McCoy wants me to or because everyone keeps judging me. I want to change because someone who has every reason to walk away refuses to leave my side. And this is how i come to the realization that i need to save myself". - Wrecked (Lauren Asher) Xoxo, Ironically Witty!

[carloschilipeppersainz]

Santiago Alatorre x Model! Reader- Social Media AU

Faceclaim: Carlos Sainz Jr & Jade Distinguin

santiagoalatorre

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santiagoalatorre: Getting ready for Interlagos

yourusername: 😍

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bandinicracing: Can’t wait to be back at the track

fan34: The arms are arming

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yourusername: Interlagos was a blast 💥 🏆

sophie_mitchell: Had the best time with you both!

↳ yourusername: Love u ❤️

↳ mayaalatorre: My two besties ❤️

noahslade: P1 and P2 santiagoalatorre

↳ santiagoalatorre: VAMOS! 💪🏻

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yourusername: He wins a F1 race and is calm, Real Madrid lose against Manchester City and he’s salty 😂

fan45: Alatorre violated by his girlfriend 😂😂

santiagoalatorre: You only like City because you think Rúben Dias is hot!

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fan12: Called out 😂

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yourusername: looking pookieful

santiagoalatorre: I’m calling my lawyers

↳ yourusername: But you are pookieful

fan75: I thought this was posted by a fan account 😂

mayaalatorre: What am I looking at?

↳ yourusername: A simp post for your brother 🥰

[yourcutebarbie]

Разрушенный/Wrecked (Dirty Air #3), Лорен Ашер/Lauren Asher

- Jax Kingston x Elena Gonzalez -

[gregdotorg]

shifts in the context and presentation of felix gonzalez-torres's art really caught attention when david zwirner began to jointly represent the estate with fg-t's longtime dealer andrea rosen, and people roundly criticized a de-emphasis or even complete omission of references to his gay identity, or aids.

but a dramatic reconsideration of fg-t's work and legacy had already begun years earlier, in 2010, when elena filipovic brought in three artists to co-curate multiple, ever-changing versions of a retrospective at three european museums. the massive catalogue for specific objects without specific form, contains the longest discussion of change as a central element of felix's work, in a 20+ page conversation andrea rosen had with tino sehgal.

[stoneoferech]

Luz Elena González

[losjavis]

el orgullo de la carroza que nunca arrancó 🥲

[star-reyes]

Doctor Who: The Tenth Doctor "The Arts In Space"

Writer: Verity Glass, Nick Abadzis, AJ, Rachael Smith

Artist: Rachael Smith, Elena Casagrande

Inker: Michele Pasta

Colorist: Arianna Florean, Azzurra Florean

Letterer: Jimmy Betancourt, Richard Starkings

[alexdiosxxxxsblog]

El Arte no es un cadáver para ser disecado, es un cuerpo vivo de emociones.

[tardis-technician]

Your honor they are tiny

[wittybibliophile]

Choices...

" We all have choices in life. You made a choice not to speak, like i made a choice to stay quiet. The mistake people make is thinking they don't have any other options. There are always alternatives, they're just not always the easiest". - Wrecked (Lauren Asher) Xoxo, Ironically Witty!

[conandaily2022]

Miss Universo Argentina 2023 predictions: Melany Gonzalez, Elena Mateo, Martina Bottero, Lali Dieguez, Milagros Irrazabal

The Miss Universo Argentina 2023 coronation ceremony will be held at Sala del Sol in San Juan, Argentina on August 6, 2023. It is the 15th edition of the national beauty pageant that selects Argentina’s Miss Universe candidate. Mariana Jesica Varela was crowned Miss Universo Argentina 2019 on October 16, 2019 in Buenos Aires, Argentina. Alina Luz Akselrad, Maria Julieta Garcia and Barbara Yasmin…

[sl0t4matt]

suggestive content. i write about: barca players that are at least 17+ i‘m a marc girl tho so i’ll most likely write more abt him. (i also love the other sm! atp i keep going back and forth like elena gilbert but i always end up w marc) , trent alexander arnold, the bellingham brothers, kenan yildiz, matt and chris sturniolo. (i’m a matt girl, so if u have any reqs hmu!). i also will be writing smut so if you don’t feel comfortable with that, simply don’t read. but if you do like my work, i will have warnings on my fics and also show on my masterlist with emojis (💋=smut) that the fic contains smut.

what i don’t write: rape, incest, huge age gaps, just weird shit like no i won’t write smut abt underaged people pls 😭

about me: i'm 18 yo and a 05 girly, i'm still a student so my fics will come based on my time and generally my mood, i've been into football my wholee life. grew up watching barca which made me fall in love with the team but lost interest within my years growing up. i started watching the matches again recently last year.

masterlist

hector fort:

prank!

girl with the tattoo

bf! head canons

hard launch

marc guiu:

into it💋

bf! head canons💋

slutty

prank

jealous looks good on you💋

bbf! head canons

bfb! head canons

pedri gonzalez:

whipped💋

pablo gavi:

bf! head canons

fermin lopez:

bf! head canons

fermins gf! head canons

joao felix:

soft launch

pau cubarsi:

bbf! head canons

jobe bellingham:

coming soon..

kenan yildiz:

bf! head canons

matt sturniolo:

coming soon..

[paddockletters]

between goals and hearts | jude bellingham ft. pedri gonzalez

Part 1 | Part 2

pairing: pedri gonzalez x reader; jude bellingham x reader

summary: Elena navigates the complexities of her heart amidst her work for a prominent football team. As her friendship with Pedri deepens and a new player, Jude, enters her life, she finds herself caught between loyalty and newfound feelings.

warnings: none

author's note: I'm back with a new story and hopefully, my first serie. I hope you liked it! And if you want me to tag you en the part 2, let me know 👀

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the bustling streets of Madrid. In the heart of the city, where soccer chants echoed through narrow alleys, lived a girl named Elena. Her life revolved around two things: her job as a community manager for a prominent football team and the complicated dance of her heart.

Elena had known Pedri since they were kids. They met during a summer soccer camp, their shared passion for the game forging an unbreakable bond. As they grew older, their friendship deepened. Pedri's laughter was her refuge, and his unwavering support kept her grounded. But there was something more—a lingering tension that neither dared to address.

Then came Jude—a whirlwind of charisma and talent. He'd arrived in Madrid a year ago, signing with the team. Elena's first encounter with him was at a charity event. She'd been tasked with coordinating player appearances, and there he was: tall, with eyes that held secrets and a smile that could melt glaciers. Jude's charm was magnetic, pulling her into his orbit.

Elena had been working around the clock to ensure the charity event for Real Madrid was a flawless success. As the community manager, her responsibilities included coordinating the players' schedules, managing media coverage, and overseeing the event logistics. The charity gala, aimed at raising funds for underprivileged children in Madrid, was the kind of project that fueled her passion for making a difference through her work.

The grand ballroom of the Hotel Ritz was buzzing with anticipation, elegantly decorated with banners of the club and adorned with dazzling lights that set the perfect backdrop for the evening. As guests arrived in their finest attire, the air filled with a mix of excitement and the soft melodies of a string quartet playing in the corner.

Elena was in the midst of checking in guests when she noticed Jude, the team's recent transfer and a rising star, entering the venue. Known for his swift moves on the field and his charismatic presence off it, Jude carried with him an aura of both confidence and accessibility. Elena had seen him in team meetings and during practice sessions but had never interacted with him directly.

As Jude approached, Elena straightened her posture, smoothing down her black dress, and prepared to give him the usual briefing she gave all the players.

“Good evening, Jude,” she greeted him with a professional smile.

“Thank you for being here tonight. Your presence means a lot to the children we’re supporting.”

Jude returned her smile, his eyes briefly scanning the name tag pinned to her blazer.

“Elena, right? I’ve heard about the incredible work you’ve been putting into this event. It looks fantastic.”

Taken aback by his acknowledgment, Elena felt a warm flush of pride.

“Thank you, Jude. I’m glad you think so. There’s a photo session scheduled for you in about ten minutes, and then you're free to enjoy the evening until the auction starts. I can take you to the media area whenever you’re ready.”

“Actually, I’d appreciate a quick tour of the place if you don’t mind,” Jude suggested, his tone casual yet genuinely interested.

“I’m still getting used to these events, and it would be great to have an expert guide.”

Elena nodded, pleasantly surprised by his request. As they walked through the venue, she pointed out the different sections: the silent auction tables laden with memorabilia, the dining area with its meticulously arranged tables, and the small stage where testimonials and speeches would be held later in the evening.

Throughout the tour, they engaged in light conversation. Jude was curious about the organization’s work, asking insightful questions that showed his interest in more than just the surface details. Elena, in turn, was impressed by his genuine concern for the cause and his easygoing nature, making her job as a coordinator much easier.

“What made you decide to get involved in charity work?” Jude asked as they paused by the display of children’s artwork, part of the auction items for the evening.

Elena smiled, her eyes lighting up as she spoke.

“I’ve always believed in using whatever platform we have to make a difference. Working with Real Madrid gives me the opportunity to reach out and help on a larger scale. Every little bit counts, right?”

Jude nodded, his expression thoughtful.

“Absolutely. It’s refreshing to see someone so dedicated to these causes. Makes me want to get involved more too.”

As they concluded the tour, Jude thanked her for the insights.

“I hope I’ll get to work more directly with you on future projects, Elena. It’s been enlightening.”

Elena felt a flutter of excitement at the prospect.

“I’d like that, Jude. Enjoy the evening, and let me know if there’s anything else you need.”

Watching him blend back into the crowd, Elena couldn't help but feel that this charity event had just taken on an even more significant meaning. Not only was she helping a cause close to her heart, but she had also made a connection that might extend beyond just professional boundaries.

They became friends, she and Jude. Late-night conversations over tapas turned into shared secrets. He listened when she spoke about her dreams, her fears, and the ache in her heart. Jude was caring, attentive, and dangerously easy to fall for.

The friendship between Elena and Jude had blossomed effortlessly in the weeks following the charity event. They found themselves seeking each other's company more frequently, sharing lunches, coffee breaks, and the occasional dinner after work. It was during one of these dinners that their conversation drifted from light-hearted banter to more personal and flirtatious exchanges. They laughed easily, the air charged with an unspoken attraction that was becoming harder to ignore.

Elena sipped her wine, her gaze on Jude.

“Why did you become a footballer?”

He leaned back, his eyes tracing the constellations.

“For the rush—the adrenaline of the game. But also because it’s a language everyone understands. On the field, we’re equals.”

She smiled. “And off the field?”

Jude’s fingers brushed hers. “Off the field, I want to understand you.”

As they talked, the night unfolded like a story. Jude shared tales of his childhood, the winding streets of his hometown, and the way the sea smelled after a storm. Elena listened, captivated by his words. She told him about her love for job, everything.

They laughed, their laughter mingling with the soft music playing in the background. Jude’s eyes held a warmth that made Elena’s heart flutter. She wondered if he felt it too—the unspoken connection that pulled them together.

When dessert arrived—a decadent chocolate mousse—Jude leaned closer.

“Elena,” he said, “do you believe in fate?”

She traced the rim of her wine glass.

“I think sometimes the universe conspires to bring people together.”

He chuckled. “Well, then maybe it conspired to bring us here tonight.”

The night stretched into dawn, and they walked along the rooftop’s edge, fingers brushing. Jude pointed out constellations, weaving stories about mythical heroes and lost loves. Elena leaned against the railing, the city below a tapestry of lights.

“Tell me,” she said, “what’s your favorite memory?”

Jude hesitated, then looked at her with an intensity that stole her breath.

“This one,” he whispered. “Right now.”

One evening, after another enjoyable outing, Elena met up with her friend Sofia at their favorite café. The place was cozy, with soft music playing in the background, creating the perfect atmosphere for confessions.

"You seem different, Elena, lighter somehow. What's going on?" Sofia prodded with a knowing smile as they settled into their seats.

Elena bit her lip, her heart fluttering at the mention of Jude. "Well, I've been spending more time with Jude lately. He's... there's just something about him. We connect so easily, and he makes me laugh."

Sofia's eyes sparkled with mischief.

"Oh, sounds like someone has a crush! But isn't there something about Pedri? Last time we talked, you were unsure about him."

Elena sighed, her excitement dimming slightly. "Yes, I still think about Pedri sometimes. We’ve been friends for a long time, and there's always been this 'what if' hanging over us. But with Jude, it feels different, more... intense."

Laughing, Sofia nudged her playfully.

"Why don't you see where things go with Jude? Life’s too short for 'what ifs.' Besides, a little romance might clear up those doubts about Pedri."

Encouraged by Sofia's words, Elena agreed to go on another date with Jude. They chose a romantic restaurant overlooking the city, where the lights twinkled like distant stars. The night was filled with laughter and shared stories, and as they walked through the plaza afterwards, their hands brushed together. Jude took her hand in his, and the touch sent a thrill up her spine.

Stopping under the soft glow of a street lamp, Jude looked into her eyes, his gaze intense. "Elena, I've been wanting to do this for a while now," he murmured, leaning closer.

The world seemed to hold its breath as their lips met in a tentative kiss that quickly deepened. The kiss was a promise, filled with all the pent-up longing they had felt. As they pulled apart, the air between them crackled with sexual tension, both aware of the electricity that surged with that simple touch.

Elena's heart raced as Jude gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. The night felt endless, and the possibilities limitless. Yet, in the back of her mind, a shadow lingered—the thought of Pedri and the unresolved feelings there. But for now, she was caught up in the moment, under the spell of the budding romance with Jude.

The evening ended with a sweet goodbye, leaving Elena to walk back to her apartment under the starlit sky, her mind a whirl of emotions. She felt exhilarated and terrified all at once, wondering if she had started something that could either blossom beautifully or leave her caught between two worlds.

As she lay in bed later that night, Elena couldn't help but replay the kiss in her mind, the warmth of Jude's lips on hers still lingering. The joy of the moment was palpable, but so were the doubts about what this meant for her friendship with Pedri. She knew she would have to face her feelings head-on, but for tonight, the memory of Jude's kiss brought a smile to her face, and she allowed herself to drift into sleep, wrapped in the sweet possibility of new love.

[stoneoferech]

Luz Elena González