#enzofernandez

[charly-yaq]

El Veneno (Enzulian) [2] - Capítulo 22: Donde Hubo Fuego, Cenizas Quedan (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1434239175-el-veneno-enzulian-2-cap%C3%ADtulo-22-donde-hubo-fuego?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=Charly-Marq Segundo libro de "La Picadura (Enzulian) [1]" "Su amor era como un veneno" Tras ganar la copa del mundo Enzo y Julián se adaptan a su nueva relación.

[tigerasubelyy]

Próximamente . . . - -. . . (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1463445546-pr%C3%B3ximamente?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=Tigerasu_Belyy Probablemente borre esto pero me quería dar el disgusto

[e1511p]

Enzoooooooooooooooooowgegvekwbeheiebejdbejdneijdbeh im screaming on my couch😩🙏💙💙💙

[ninifooty]

emi martinez won the yachine trophy only to perform like this against chelsea 😭

[worldstrend]

Argentina vs Canada 2-0- All Goals & Highlights 

Argentina vs Canada 2-0- All Goals & Highlights - Copa America 2024 Argentina vs Canada Highlights Argentina vs Canada Resumen Argentina vs Canada analysis Argentina vs Canada en vivo y en directo

FULL VIDEO

[sportsgr8]

FA Cup: Chelsea Stun Aston Villa, Nott m Forest See Off Bristol City To Enter 5th-round

But Bristol City: Chelsea turned on the charm to defeat Aston Villa 3-1 in their FA Cup fourth-round replay and set up a fifth-round tie at home to Leeds United. Goals from Conor Gallagher, Nicolas Jackson and Enzo Fernandez sent the Blues through as they appeared a team reborn. Chelsea were on the back foot early on but soon turned the tables and found themselves in front in the 11th minute thanks to Gallagher. Noni Madueke found the midfielder in space who then sent a sweet strike into the back of the net. From there it was almost all Chelsea as they doubled their advantage 10 minutes later as Jackson headed home a fine cross from Malo Gusto. The momentum sat firmly with Chelsea as Cole Palmer eyed a shot from the edge of the box that Emiliano Martinez had to work to keep out. After the break, Enzo Fernandez scored the pick of the goals, bending a free-kick round his international teammate Martiniez to take the game away from Aston Villa. The hosts claimed a consolation goal through Moussa Diaby in injury time but could not stop Chelsea marching on to a home tie against Leeds in the fifth round. In Wednesday night’s other game, Nottingham Forest broke Bristol City’s hearts, knocking out the Championship side on penalties at City Ground and set up a fifth-round tie at home to Manchester United. Forest went in front after only eight minutes through Divock Origi, who bundled in after Felipe flicked on Morgan Gibbs-White's corner. But Bristol City captain Jason Knight levelled when he prodded in from close range six minutes later. Neither side were able to find a winner inside 90 minutes, and after Nakhi Wells and Matty James missed the best chances during extra-time for Bristol City, the match went to a penalty shootout. Matt Turner saved Sam Bell's spot-kick, handing Forest the advantage, and Taiwo Awoniyi, who has featured in Forest's last two Premier League matches since returning from a 10-week layoff, scored the decisive penalty as Forest won the shootout 5-3. Read the full article

[firebarzzz]

Racisme dans le Foot : Virons Enzo Fernandez et Bannissons l'Argentine de Toutes Compétitions !

[mountingpulisic]

ANOTHER THING COMING

a/n : requested by anon, i hope you enjoy it! i also got the gif from enzofernandezs

christian, your christian, was photographed leaving a bar with a stunning brunette following close behind, hand gripping his forearm.

you turned your phone numerous ways to try and see the photo at a different angle, an angle where it didn’t look as if christian was caught cheating on you. he always told you not to believe what the media portrayed, saying that they had a way when it came to making something out of absolutely nothing.

however, you couldn’t help but to think how they didn’t have to work hard to make up a story for a picture that spoke a thousand words. 

dropping your head into your hands, you couldn’t help but to feel foolish. 

you had always feared that you weren’t good enough for the lifestyle that christian led, not feeling comfortable with all the attention that came with dating a footballer. 

your phone lit up next to you, displaying a photo of yourself and christian at new years, signaling he was calling. you figured he probably caught wind of the photos that circulated online, the article had been officially released for an hour now. 

not wanting to speak to the midfielder, you sent him to voicemail and decided to run yourself a bath. 

potter couldn’t have picked a more preferable day to have training run over the regular three hour mark?

this was christian initial thought when his coach announced to the team that they would be practicing for an additional two hours, wanting them to work on their form with the new signees. any other day, he would’ve agreed, the team lacked chemistry. 

however, today, he didn’t particularly care. 

christian knew you saw the articles that leaked out his alleged “affair”, he hoped you knew him well enough not to buy into the chaos. yet, you weren’t answering his calls and he feared the worst. 

as soon as they were dismissed, christian was fleeing out of stanford bridge and on his way to your apartment, silently thanking the man above for allowing him to speed through traffic without getting a ticket. 

hurriedly climbing the steps that lead to your front door, christian began pounding loudly.

you didn’t realize how much time had passed as you sat in the bathtub, intrusive thoughts clouding your head about the article.

how long was he cheating on you?

where did he meet her?

did he even love you? 

loud pounding snapped you out of your thoughts, causing you to get up and dry yourself off, making your way towards the sound. 

before you could reach the door, christian took it upon himself to use the key you had given him to open the door; growing impatience waiting. 

“it’s not true, the article is a load of bullshit y/n.” christian justified, taking a few steps towards you. 

you took the same amount of steps back, not wanting him to touch you. christian’s expression fell when he noticed how you recoiled. 

“you believe me don’t you? that i would never do that to you?” christian stuttered, you had to believe him.  christian thought the two of you were better when it came to the lies that were constantly spread on the web, that your relationship was built with better defense against childish rumors. 

your silence caused him to begin to panic, frantically searching your eyes, to pick up any emotion you were giving off; although he was just left with a stoic face staring back at him. you had your arms wrapped securely around yourself, as if you were shielding yourself from him. 

“i want to believe you, i want to be able to laugh this off and move on from it but i can’t.” you were beginning to get teary eyed, the photos constantly being displayed in your mind when you would close your eyes. 

“y/n, she’s just a friend, i wouldn’t lie to you.” 

“like how you wouldn’t lie to me about going out with mason and ben that night? the same night those pictures were taken?” 

christian felt as if you physically had slapped him, you were questioning his judgment of character at this point. he was out with his friends, he ran into her at the club, her being a childhood friend of his sisters, a childhood friend who had a boyfriend. going to speak, he was cut off with you raising your hand for him not to. 

“I think it's best if you just leave, because as i stand here and look at you, i can’t help but to picture you and her together.” the tears were now rolling onto your cheeks, you wiped them off with your palms, you didn’t want to cry in front of him. 

“she’s just a frie-” christian tried to interject but was met with you raising your hand yet again for him to be silent. 

“I took it upon myself to pack your things that were laying around, they are in the box by the door.” you signaled to the area were all of christian’s belongings were neatly placed. “you can drop my stuff whenever you get the chance.” 

walking to the door, you opened it for him and waited for his departure. 

his feet felt stuck to the floor as he watched tears leisurely spill down your face. christian couldn’t believe this was happening, that in a matter of twenty-four hours his life as he knew it was over. not wanting you to cry anymore, christian bent down to retrieve the box and make his way out of the door. 

one foot followed the other before you had called out his name, he was halfway down the hall. a sense of relief washed over him, glad that you had come to your senses, that he’d never do that in a million years to you. 

“m-my key please.” you were holding out your palm for him to place his key, christian could’ve screamed at that moment. 

shuffling his way back towards you, he removed it from his key ring, but he wasn’t quick to place it down onto your palm. twirling it in his fingers, christian couldn’t fathom the fact that this was how his three-year relationship was coming to an end. 

he felt as if he was in a game of jenga and the article had pulled out a block that was crucial to the foundation of your relationship. 

kissing your cheek softly, christian placed the key in your hand and took a mental screenshot of your face at this exact moment, vowing to himself to never make you feel this way again. 

If you thought that christian was going to let you go that easy, you had another thing coming.

part two

[charly-yaq]

Mi Omega (Enzo x Julián) - Capítulo 2 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1461095929-mi-omega-enzo-x-juli%C3%A1n-cap%C3%ADtulo-2?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=Charly-Marq Un Omega de pueblo suelto en Buenos Aires. Un Alfa que no puede dejar de pensar en ese Omega en celo que conoció.

[julianalvarez9]

how do you say...? / john stones

author's note: inspired by a convo i had with @enzofernandezs about john talking in spanish 🤭

summary: a normal sunday morning chat with your boyfriend takes a turn when he asked how to say a sentence in your mother tongue.

wc: 0.6k

author's note: short but sweet, i'd like to think 🥹 would love to start writing more for him so if you've got any requests 🙏🏻

it's silly, really, but you loved calm, sunday mornings that weren't match days. waking up with john's body wrapped all over yours brought a special kind of comfort that nothing else could give you. during these times, lost between sleep and wakefulness, was when you felt most connected with him, talking about everything and nothing at the same time. sometimes, about what you were gonna get for breakfast, or how your week was planned to roll out. today, though, the topic had mutated to new territories: your mother tongue.

"how do you say i love you in spanish?" john asked curiously, while nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck, hiding away. you giggled a bit at the feeling of his beard against your sensitive skin, but still enjoying the warmth his body brought to yours. "why would you need to know that?", you muttered, voice sounding dry after hours of not hydrating enough due to, well, sleep. "will you tell me or not?" the british boy counteracted, spreading small kisses all over your neck and reaching your bare shoulders too, sending a shiver through your body. you tried to find the words to explain, sometimes finding it hard to translate your mother tongue to your second language: the task proved to be even more difficult with your gorgeous boyfriend distracting you with his affection.

"fine. we actually have two ways of saying it" you started, and he stilled his movements to hear your explanation without being distracted. "te quiero, which is a little bit less serious i would say? it's more friendly than saying te amo, that's used more in a romantic way, i guess," you started playing with his fingers that rested on your center. john heard intently, and after you finished talking he quickly replied with a breathy "te amo", while coming as close to you as humanly possible, almost not giving you space to breathe.

"yeah, good job!" you congratulated him, while turning to face him so you could pinch his cheeks lovingly. there was no apparent reason for you to believe that he actually meant it, thinking instead that he had just copied what you had just said to practice: that's how he got to learn a few words and sentences in spanish, after getting you to repeat them hundreds of times until he got it right. he frowned when he didn't get the response he had expected. "no, no, te amo," john reassured, looking straight into your eyes and speaking with his strong accent, even more pronounced now due to his dry throat after a full night of sleep. you grinned, understanding what he meant now, stomach going wild with butterflies at the sight of the loving man in front of you, wrapped tightly into your arms. "you got me there," you laughed, and he mimicked your reaction, now with a huge grin showing on his beautiful face. you two had been together for quite a while, but the big three words hadn't been spoken by any of you yet, and the fact that he had made the effort -either intentionally or spontaneously, to say it in your mother tongue warmed your heart. hiding away your face on his chest to avoid his eyes -because you knew your cheeks were getting warmer by the second, you muttered "sos un tonto" (you're a dumbass), while quietly giggling, because there was no way for him to know what you had said if you didn't translate it properly for him.

"what does that mean?" john curiously said, and when you didn't respond right away, he tickled your sides which made you squirm away from him, letting him see your face. you reached your hands to his face, and caressed his cheekswith fondness. "it means that i love you too, dumbass".

[eyesupchilsy]

tag 8 people you want to get to know better

tagged by: @doinggreat

name: Tessa. Cause my mom thought the girlie from Tess of the d'Urbervilles was strong and resilient and she wanted me to be the same. If you have read the book you will know my mom clearly cursed me

birthday: june 15th

zodiac sign: gemini (yep im the worst zodiac sign)

hobbies: i watch way too much sports like football, f1, hockey, halfpipe to name a few, writing (yes slay career path), movies and tv shows, reading sometimes, traveling, hiking to name a few

favorite colour(s): seafoam bluegreen and pastel pink, but also blue in gen

favorite book(s): The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon and The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller.

last song you listened to: Neck Deep – 19 Seventy Sumthin'

last film you watched: Into The Deep on Netflix

something that helps people: being there for the good times and bad and just having their back.

meaning behind url: not to get all mushy abt it but its a reminder to keep your eye on the prize and dreams, like to let yourself dream and good things will come. But it also relates to Ben Chilwell cause when I made the account me and Ben had a similar knee injury and so yeah it was like "oh yeah we both need to keep going and pushing no matter what"

Tagging: @faye01mcfc @johnstonesfc @enzofernandezs @bluesmason @greykitkepa @spidermount @gakpos @sallycinnamons (atp idk if you guys have already done it or not so im sorry for bugging you but also if you havent been tagged and want to do it feel free)

[landoncrris]

https://at.tumblr.com/enzofernandezs/our-boys-thriving-3/yghbpwe70gx1

Good seeing them all happy. Wish Mason was there though walking with just an undershirt on

no me too :’) but it’s so good to see them happy, i hope that it’ll stay like that 🙄🙄