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[yourforgottenbookshelf]

Caught In The Middle - Valerio Montesinos x Muñoz!Reader

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.

[elioemirbrrr]

Carla'mın güzelliği der susarım.

[asoftepiloguemylove]

i love you like a rotten dog, i love you like my canines are falling out of my gums. like a monster, like a beast. like something not worth loving back.

Marie Lu The Young Elites / @/bloodyhellharry (on tumblr) from The Infamous Willow Prank, Part Three / Hélène Cixous excerpt from Love of the Wolf, "Stigmata: Escaping Texts" / @/thymoss (on tumblr) / Virginia Woolf The Waves / Deborah Landau Soft Targets / Tory Adkisson Anecdote of the Pig

i. Marie Lu, The Young Elites

[ "So. Tell me, little wolf. Would you like to punish those who have wronged you?" ]

ii. @/bloodyhellharry

[ Pencil drawing of three panels of a comic strip. The first image is of a closed hatch. The second image shows the hatch being opened slightly. The third imagine is the largest. It shows a wolf with a large shadow, snarling at the cracked hatch. "IF HE'D GOT / AS FAR AS THIS HOUSE, / HE'D HAVE MET A FULLY GROWN / WEREWOLF" ]

iii. Hélène Cixous, Love of the Wolf

[ "The lamb loves its wolf. The wolf turns all white and starts quivering out of love of the lamb. The lamb loves the wolf's fragility, and the wolf loves the frail one's force. The wolf is now the lamb's lamb and the lamb has tamed the wolf. Love blackens the lamb." ]

iv. @/thymoss

[ Messy sketch of the head of an animal with teeth surrounding the outside of it's face, pointing away from it. "I will / remove my teeth, for I / want to remain / kind despite / my anger" ]

v. Virginia Woolf, The Waves

[ "I press you to me. / Come, pain, feed on me. / Bury our fangs into my flesh. Tear me asunder. I sob, I sob." ]

vi. Deborah Landau, Soft Targets

[ "We are animal hungry down to our delicate bones." ]

vii. Tory Adkisson, Anecdote of the Pig

[ "Do you still believe myths / can save you? Foolish creature. / Let me be clear: every version of the story / ends with you being slaughtered." ]

[robintenjou]

Trainer cards: Rika

get your own!

[soupdreamer]

Lu Week 2024

We're doing it again!!

This event will run from the 28th of November (this Thursday) to the 4th of December (Wednesday) and it'll be a chance for you to create different fanworks inspired by Marie Lu's books. Feel free to go wild but if you need some guidelines or suggestions we have some themes for each day!

There's also a writing jam on Discord on the 30th (Saturday) at 5pm PST so feel free to join our server here if you're interested! There may be another event tbc so stay tuned!

If you could tag your posts with #lu week 24 that would be great!

Have fun!!

[incorrect-legendyoungelites]

Raffaele: Teren really hates us.

Enzo: Yeah, maybe he’s homophobic.

Raffaele: We’re not gay.

Enzo: We’re not?

[nostalgicninjas]

Samuel García and Marina Nunier | First Look vs Last Look

[thelegendemporium]

Hello elgeebeetees, since it has been a while I have a couple wips to share :) left is Kaede and right is Raffaele

[noxcordis]

" So. Tell me, little wolf. Would you like to punish those who have wronged you ? "

Marie Lu, The Young Elites.

[carladuquette]

Top 13 Elite moments: #1

Valerio gets Lu to lie - 3.08

The way Val is the only one who can get through to Lu in her panic 😭 She’s so in shock her entire body is shaking, and then Val touches his forehead to hers and Lu is like *nods “I can do this.” The writers manage to tell us so much about Lu and Val’s history with those few lines about the car, the carpet and the pink dog. I love VaLu and I love this with my whole heart - my favorite Elite scene of all time 🩷

[gaylactic-fire]

I still maintain there was (and probably still is) a very weird circlejerk surrounding whump/angst in the LU fandom

[deanpinterester]

now that i'm rereading TYE i'm thinking of the potential of if the inquisition didn't know teren was a malfetto / elite until the end of the first book

1) it would explain why they followed him as lead inquisitor. it seemed unlikely to me they would be taking his orders with gusto if they were so prejudiced against malfettos

2) his powers would be revealed to the inquisition (and everyone else) as he is fighting enzo. enzo blasts him with fire and slices him with sword and dagger and teren is still perfectly fine? chaos among the crowd. shock among the inquisition.

3) after he successfully kills enzo and drives the daggers away, he looks back at his fellow inquisitors in victory, only to find them glowering at him with absolute hatred. "demon," one of them calls him.

4) book 2: he still is the lead inquisitor because he is giulietta's favourite little pet, but his orders aren't respected now that people know he's a malfetto, and an elite at that. the other inquisitors scoff at him, spit at him, outright insult him

5) it's why teren super doubles down on his plan to eradicate the malfettos. maybe if he proves harder that he's not like the others, he can regain the lost respect. and don't the other inquisitors remember all he's done for the kindgom? don't they remember all the work he put in, all the malfettos he caught, the fact that he was the one who killed enzo? how could they treat him like all the others? what does he have to do to be enough?

6) ostracized from the inquisition, he only finds comfort in knowing giulietta is still on his side. except, remember, she's now also revealing her true plans. she never planned to eradicate the malfettos like she promised. she just said that to get teren to do her bidding. to make things worse, she's losing interest in teren and now focusing on raffaele.

7) teren has lost everything. his status. his respect. his lover. and it isn't fair. he did everything right. why are the gods punishing him? he was already spiralling in the original story, but now his spiral is even worse. everyone, everyone has betrayed him. he has nothing left to lose.

[spacenightwing]

Guys… I just have to… okay listen

I picked up the Lighting Thief while in was at a Target with my mom while I was in 8th grade. I hated reading. I hated it. I’d rather do a multiplication table test then partake in popcorn reading (if you know you know, and if you know how much I HATE math that means something).

I’m sitting here right now post-episode 8 (yes I did cry like a baby thank you for asking) watching the behind the scenes documentary A Hero’s Journey.

8th grade me could have NEVER imagined the journey PJO would take. Or the journey I would take in the years of The Lightning Thief to the Sun and the Star, all the way to a freaking faithful series adaptation.

PJO introduced me to fandom. I remember seeking out PJO fan fiction because The Lost Hero came out, there was no Percy, and it was going to be a year long wait to figure out where this “other camp” was. I remember finding every Viria fan art I could find. It’s not even funny how many times over I’ve watched the Viria “How Far We’ve Come” music art video since the drop of episode 1

PJO taught me to love reading. PJO lead me to Hunger Games, Legend and The Young Elites, Rot & Ruin, The Hate U Give, An Ember in the Ashes, Born A Crime, Island of Sea Women, Alex Rider, A Woman of No Importance, Skyhunter, Eragon, Barrackkn: The Story of the Last “Black Cargo”, The Sun is Also A Star, Revolution for Dummies, and so so so so many more. It’s because of PJO that I have flown on the backs of dragons, won and lost revolutions, been to the ends of Tartarus and Isihogo (Twice!), saw the world through a spy’s eyes, been the villain, been the hero, and lived more lives than one is allowed to live in one life.

That 8th grader in Target had no idea what she was getting herself into. And I wouldn’t change it for the world.

Thank you Uncle Rick. Thank you to the whole Disney+ Team that made this season reality.

Uncle Rick. Thank you for a million of your stories, and a million more that you opened up to me.

(Every title and author is tagged below if you want to see more 🩵)

[ur-fairy-of-mimicry]

Different characters, same energy :0

[wulfhalls]

The actors for Lucrezia and Valerio (Elite) were literally dating during the filming

and by god we thank them for it 🫡

[asoftepiloguemylove]

and i don't wanna be my mom's least favorite only child anymore

unknown / Destiny Fieldplate Gauntlets Description / Cheekface I Only Say I'm Sorry When I'm Wrong Now / Tanaka Mhishi Literary Sexts /@/grievng (on tumblr) / Mary Lu The Young Elites / Marie Howe After the Movie / Mary Oliver North Country / unknown / Susan Sontag excerpt from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980

i. unknown

[ "young, corrupted by tragedies of war and exile / alone in spite of himself / boy made of ash and a honey soaked dawn / rust on his hands, in his throat, in his lungs / bright-eyed, rough edges, scraped raw and twisted with time / where is his soft epilogue?" ]

ii. Destiny, Fieldplate Gauntlets Description

[ "Ignore every instinct to flee. Remember: you are a monster too." ]

iii. Tanaka Mhishi, Literary Sexts

[ "I am fragile and unholy. / Open. Ravage. Eat." ]

iv. @/grievng

[ "im so fucking angry that no one ever protected me and no one was ever in my fucking corner when i was a kid its not fucking fair" ]

v. Marie Lu, The Young Elites

[ "So. Tell me, little wolf. Would you like to punish those who have wronged you?" ]

vi. Cheekface, I Only Say I'm Sorry When I'm Wrong Now

[ "You're no longer fine / With the way that things are / Your heroes are dead / And so I guess you are the hero now" ]

vii. Marie Howe, After the Movie

[ "My friend Michael and I are walking home / arguing about the movie. / He says that he believes a person can love someone / and still be able to murder that person." ]

viii. Mary Oliver, North Country

[ "and gorgeous. You listen and you know you could live a better life than you do, be softer, kinder. And maybe this year you will be able to do it. Hear how his voice" ]

ix. unknown

[ "What happens when you get older / is you get over it. You buy flowers / to set on the table. You say your prayers. // You learn to live alone / the way you learned to love / everything // not dead."]

x. Susan Sontag, As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh

[ "I suffer from a chronic nausea-after I'm with people. The awareness (after-aware-ness) of how programmed I am, how insecure, how frightened." ]