#lu montesinos

[forbescaroline]

dynamics i've been wanting to gif: lu & nadia - elite You don’t need a man or anyone else, Nadia. Be the woman who managed to beat me. The one I admire.

[nostalgicninjas]

Samuel García and Marina Nunier | First Look vs Last Look

[playsthetics]

MBTI: My Favourite Characters

ESTJ (14/16)

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Regina George (Mean Girls)

Hermione Granger (Harry Potter)

Carmen Cortez (Spy Kids)

Meredith Blake (The Parent Trap)

Blair Waldorf (Gossip Girl)

Lydia Martin (Teen Wolf)

Lisa Cuddy (House)

Lucrecia “Lu” Montesinos Hendrich (Elite)

Cheryl Blossom (Riverdale)

Draco Malfoy (Harry Potter)

[mytvjunk]

Elite has been renewed for Season 8 at Netflix with original cast member Mina el Hammani set to return as Nadia.

[yourforgottenbookshelf]

I’ve Got You – Valerio Montesinos x Reader

Gif not mine. Credits to the rightful owner.

Summary: You pass out during class, and Valerio takes care of you. {Requested}

Word count: 1k

You felt off all morning. You woke up feeling cold, a chill clanging to your skin despite the warmth of your bed. Your body ached, your throat was drier than a sandbox, and a persistent headache throbbed behind your eyes. However, a mild cold was nothing you couldn’t push through — or so you though. As the day went on, it had become harder to ignore the sickness creeping in. The fluorescent lighting of the classroom made your vision swim, the words on the board were blurred together, and the chatter of your classmates sounded unbearably loud.

“You okay?” Carla’s voice broke through the haze, and you felt her sharp eyes scrutinizing you. “Yeah, I’m fine — just a little tired,” you answered, forcing a weak smile. She did not look convinced, neither nor Guzmán and Lu when they turned in their seat.

“You do not look tired,” Lu said bluntly, exchanging worried glances with Carla. “You look like you’re about to pass out.”

The nausea was crawling in your throat. You swallowed hard and took a deep breath — you just had to make it until class came to and end — a few more minutes.

“Y/N? Do you want some water?” Ander’s voice barely registered. Your head was spinning, the murmurs around you blurred into a hum as your body wavered in its fight to stay upright. A wave of heat rolled over you, suffocating and unbearable.

“It’s so hot in here…” you murmured, tugging desperately at the collar of your shirt. The fabric felt suffocating against your burning skin. “Please, don’t be so close to me.”

Ander immediately pulled back. “I’m getting you some water,” he offered, his voice laced with concern. Worried glances were exchanged between your classmates, but you couldn’t process any of it. Every inch of your skin felt too hot. “Please, I— I need some air,” you pleaded.

Someone — Nadia? — opened the window.

Voices were overlapping in frantic concern the moment Valerio stepped in the classroom. His head snapped at your direction just as he caught the tail end of you saying you needed some air. The second he heard air, his jaw clenched. His eyes found you in an instant — unnervingly pale skin, shallow breaths — he knew that look.

“Everyone get back, let her breathe,” he snapped, pushing through the desks, desperate to get to you. Carla was the first to react with Samuel, Polo and Guzmán following suit. Nadia, Rebeka and Lu were hesitant but listened, and shifted away.

Valerio kneeled beside you. “I don’t feel good,” you whispered to him. You were swaying slightly, your eyes hazy, unfocussed. Valerio reached for you, his hands resting on your shoulders, trying to steady you.

“You’re okay, I got you,” he said softly, his voice low and soothing but with an undertone of concern. He could feel the heat radiating off you, your skin damp with sweat. Your breath hitched, your fingers gripping at his shirt. “It’s so hot in here,” you repeated, your voice barely above a whisper.

“I got the water,” Ander passed the bottle to Valerio. One hand cradled the back of your head as he brought it to your lips. “Just one sip,” he urged, titling the bottle slightly. The cold water touched your lips, and another wave of nausea surged through you. Your vision blurred, your ears rang, and everything went black.

—

“Dios, don’t do that again,” Lu exhaled sharply, just as your eyelids fluttered open. Her hands were crossed over her chest, more out of anxiety rather than annoyance.

“You scared the hell out of us,” Carla added — her usual cold demeanor had been replaced with something softer, warmer.

“Oh, so now you care?” Rebeka scoffed, arching her eyebrow. Her sharp gaze shifted between them. Simultaneously, Carla and Lu shot her a death glace. “Cállate, Ghetto Barbie,” Lu snapped. Her gaze shifted back to you. “Unlike you, we actually know her — she’s always too damn stubborn to admit something’s wrong.”

“No, you’re just always too damn busy gossiping to actually notice if something’s wrong,” Rebeka shot back.

“Enough,” Guzmán cut in, standing between them. His eyes darted to you, still curled in Valerio’s lap. “Stop talking about Y/N like she’s not right here.”

This was enough for Rebeka and Lu to pause, even if they were still glaring daggers at each other.

“And stop acting like she flatlined,” Valerio muttered. His fingers were tangled in your hair, his touch grounding you.

“She almost did — she completely collapsed,” Nadia commented, earning a scoff from Ander. “Alright,” he huffed, rubbing his temple. “Enough with the dramatics. She needs to go home now, before she collapses again.”

Carla rolled her eyes, her fingers tapping impatiently on her crossed arms. “Ander is right. She shouldn’t be here — she looks like she just crawled out of her own grave.”

“That’s exactly what I was trying to do before Ghetto Barbie over here decided to pick a fight,” Lu muttered. Rebeka’s eyes flared.

Rebeka’s jaw clenched. “You want to keep pushing me, princesa? Because I swear—”

“Basta!” Valerio snapped, his voice sharp enough to cut through the rising tension. His arms tightened around you protectively when you flinched at the sudden volume. That was enough to shut everyone up.

His expression softened as he looked down at you. “I’m taking her home.”

“Who the hell knew Mr. Chile is boyfriend material,” Rebeka quipped. Lu scoffed, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “Oh, please. He’s just trying to be useful for once.”

“Útil would be you shutting up for five seconds,” Valerio shot back, carefully lifting you into his arms. Lu bit back a remark as she watched her brother carry you towards the exit. ”I’ve got you, mi amor,” Valerio whispered as he stepped in the empty hallway. “I’ve got you.”

[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 🩷

[constakesnotes]

Oh, to be them...

[burninrcd]

burninrcd  asked: but we are women, and we do what we must do. (from Lu)

@futuramarquesita

I  know,  carla  wanted  to  reply.  endure,  endure.  it  was  what  her  parents  used  to  tell  her.  she  was  a  woman,  a  roson  caleruega,  and  her  duty  was  to  her  family.  she  was  supposed  to  keep  quiet  and  endure,  but  where  did  it  lead  her?  to  consuming  drugs,  to  almost  losing  herself.  it  was  a  fate  she  wouldn't  wish  one  anyone,  let  alone  lu.    

❝  we  don't.  I  know  I  haven't  been  a  good  friend  lately,  and  I'm  sorry,  but  you  don't  have  to  endure  anything  at  all.  ❞  

lu  was  a  strong  girl,  probably  one  of  the  strongest  she  knew.  carla  was  feeling  guilty  knowing  she  hadn't  been  there  for  her  after  she  and  guzman  fell  apart,  as  she  was  fighting  for  the  scholarship  to  columbia...  she  hadn't  been  a  good  friend  at  all,  and  intended  to  make  it  right.

❝  you're  strong,  but  you  can  keep  on  acting  like  nothing  can  touch  you,  it  won't  end  well.  you  can  talk  to  me,  lu,  I  promise.  ❞  

she  added,  tentatively  laying  a  comfortable  hand  on  her  friend's  shoulder.

"No," Lu's wide eyes showed her sincerity. "You've been dealing with so much and-" Her voice cut off with so much emotion. "We both could have been better friends to one another." Honesty, it was the only way their friendship, no family could survive this. That's what they were to each other, a family.

"Carla," her friend's name said more like a plea than it was to call her attention. "How can I possibly-" her body trembling as she tried to regain her composure. That composure is what had become her normal. She had buried her guilt even deeper than where they had buried Polo. She didn't know how she would ever get the look of his blue eyes out of her mind but she tried so hard. "How is it that I can talk about this if I feel so guilty. I lost so much but I made his moms lose him. I made you lose him." Her eyes softening as she locked eyes with Carla's. "He was your first love. If anything like that happened to-" Her voice stopping as she was about to admit that Guzman was her first love. She couldn't claim that but she also couldn't allow herself to think it. "I can't talk about it."

[carladuquette]

I’m gonna stick to the first part of the question- the most creative idea. To me, that’ll be Midnights in October. At its heart, it’s a story about friendship, about realizing what you SHOULD have done and what you’ve lost because you didn’t do it, only when it is too late.

But it’s also a fic with a ghost as a secondary protagonist, with the prime protagonist having to figure out who killed the best friend she’s very much still talking to and going on roadtrips with. And that in the fandom of a regular teen drama without any Riverdale-like shenanigans. Elite might be outlandish, but it does def not have ghosts. Haunting memories and trauma, sure, but no physical manifestations of dead people.

That’s why I think Midnights in October was my most creative idea so far- it’s the most unusual. I’d also like to think tho that this isn’t the main selling point- sure, ghosts are real here, but what matters is Lu and Carla’s friendship, the regret they feel and the love they have for one another.

I'm curious.

Out of every single idea you've had - whether you ran with it or not - that you remember, which one would you say was the most CREATIVE idea you've ever had?

Which one ended up turning into the best writing project you've created, in YOUR OPINION? Push everyone else's comments aside, which one do you personally feel turned into the best project?

[sophiexrph]

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[bumblesimagines]

"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?"

pronouns:

"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."

[nostalgicninjas]

Every Marina Nunier Osuna Outfit

↳ Desire (Season 1 Episode 2)

[theesirenteller]

❝Wait- we’re having a baby?❞

Valerio Montesinos Rojas x F!OC Lolitá

"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."

[wvsteria]

random starters: lucrecia montesinos & zoe rivas @nightwhispcrs

lu walks up the bar of the winery, taping the counter. she was stressed to say the least from the events that occurred. "can i get a glass of rose, please?"

[emziess]

Make Me Choose: famosoentrescalles asked: Lucrecia or Rebeka?

[carladuquette]

If you are considering watching the final Elite season to find out what happened to your OG favorites, let me save you the trouble. If you still want to watch season 8, more power to you, I only made it through because I was watching with a good friend and lots of wine.

OMAR: still struggling. We found out last season that he has been dealing with depression and anxiety ever since Samuel’s death. Now he is occasionally doing better. He manages to get Las Encinas closed down, which makes him happy, so good for him. He also looks to be working as head waiter at Isadora’s club, though I’m not clear on whether he is still doing that at the end.

NADIA: still going after what she wants. Nadia is back in town for reasons, but only briefly. She’s set to return to New York, where she has scored an internship with the UN. This is putting her on the path to achieve the dream she shared in the Elite pilot (“When I finish my studies, I’d like to be a professional diplomat at the United Nations.”)

LU: still looking out for the ones she loves. We only get one brief Lu mention from Nadia. Apparently Las Encinas’ alumni association does not let in scholarship students (a totally normal rule for an alumni association to have). But Lu pulled some strings to make sure they admit her bestie, so that Nadia can benefit from the association’s great contacts.

That’s it. No appearances by any OGs except for Omar and Nadia. And no new info on what anyone else is up to.

You’re welcome 🙂