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calliettes-posts · 2 years
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LOOK! AT! THE! HEIGHT! DIFFERENCES!!!!
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downtoourbarefeet · 2 years
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ANDI and EMILIA  REBELDE | 2.01 Back to School
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eclipseul · 2 years
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ANDI & EMILIA
REBELDE 2x01 | Back to School
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bumblesimagines · 1 year
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❛  you deserve better than them.  ❜
- Emilia
❛  you deserve better than them.  ❜
pronouns for y/n: any/gender neutral
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"I don't get why you're so mad about it, Jana. It happened months ago and you're still caught up on it!"
"Because she's a fucking traitor, (Y/N)! She left us without a second thought to sing with Sebas of all people! I understand you don't think it's a big deal because you never have and will never amount to anything-"
"Oh, fuck off, Jana. Everything you 'amount' to has been because of mommy dearest. You've never had to work for anything cause you either take the credit for someone else's work or have Pilar hand it to you on a silver platter." You sneered back at the brunette. Jana's lips parted and her brows raised, a soft scoff escaping her. She dug her teeth into her bottom lip and reached down, snatching her bag off the floor and standing up from the bed.
"Fuck you." She spat, bumping her shoulder against yours as she walked toward the door.
"Jana..." You sighed heavily and turned, arms crossing as she slid the door open and nearly barreled into Emilia on her way out. Emilia blinked at her and turned to watch her former friend storm off down the hallway.
"What's her problem now? Did you breathe too hard in her direction?" Emilia questioned, half-joking half-serious. She entered the room and slid the door back to close it before looking back at you expectantly.
"We had an argument. She'll take like an hour to cool off and then come back with puppy eyes like she always does." You breathed, rubbing your forehead and stepping toward your bed before collapsing on it.
Squinting, Emilia tilted her head. "Didn't you have an argument two days ago?"
"You're keeping track?"
"It was in public, sweetheart. Everyone knows." Emilia muttered, stepping over discarded clothes and eyeing the messy room with a curled lip. Upon reaching the bed, she pushed some clothes and books off the edge before taking a seat.
"Yeah, that one was... interesting. Even got called in by Celina about it." You ran a hand over your face at the memory of Celina's pitiful and understanding look when you explained it was a petty argument.
"I told you dating the she-devil was a bad idea."
"Mm, that's funny, considering Jana said the same about being friends with you." You said with a soft laugh, pushing yourself up and smiling at her when she rolled her eyes.
Emilia slid her purse off her shoulder, setting it infront of a picture of you and Jana. "Seriously, (Y/N). I don't get why you're dating her when you argue constantly and besides, she's mediocre. You deserve better than her."
"She's not that bad."
"You need to stop lying to yourself." Emilia dropped her voice down to a whisper, reaching out to grab your chin and lightly squeezing it. "And you need to open your eyes and see what you do need is right in front of you."
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mi-mi-17 · 2 years
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I love them so much🥰
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lauraisakilljoy · 2 years
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season 2 was messy so I’m coping through memes
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gorgeys · 2 years
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Nerves (Emilia Alo x Reader)
Part 1 -- Part 2 -- Part 3
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You’ve been tasked to seduce Sebas, but you can’t keep your eyes off Emilia…
Emilia Alo x Fem!reader 1580 words
It starts a bit slow but picks up toward the end
“This party isn’t just so the school sees us play,” Jana said.  “I have a more important reason.”
Everyone was gathered in the girls' dorm, minus Luka.  There were conversations of the party that night, but Y/N wasn’t too interested.  Instead of listening in, she tackled Andi onto her bed for the last chip in the bag.  Y/N attempted to pry the chip from her hand as she practically sat on top of Andi, giggling as Andi laughed and wheezed for air simultaneously.
“The fire, the threats, the attack on Esteban: we just need him to confess,” Jana said.
“Who?” Y/N turned her head toward the rest of the group, her mouth full of Andi’s chip.
“Sebas.  Have you two dorks been listening?” Jana asked, emphasizing her annoyance.
Y/N only rolled her eyes in response.
“How will we make that happen?” Esteban asked.
“A whole lot of vodka.”
“You’re trusting that a lot of things will fall into place.  I don’t like those odds,” Esteban replied.
“Trust me, I know him,” Jana defended her plan.
“It’s too risky.  What if he doesn’t want to drink?  What if he brings friends or bodyguards?” Esteban said as Y/N released Andi from underneath her only to be tackled in retaliation with a wild scream.
“Desperate times call for desperate measures,” Jana said, ignoring the chaos behind her.  “Dixon’s with me, right?”  She hopefully smiled toward him to which he sighed.
“Well, it’s not like we have a lot of options.”
“I don’t think it’s that bad of an idea,” MJ piped in.
Y/N managed to struggle out of Andi’s grip and her cruel laughter to get a word in.
“Yeah, but there’s no way you can get him drunk.  He hates you.”
“Well,” Jana trailed off, walking toward Y/N with a sly smile.  “That’s why we need one more thing that Sebastian Langarica loves,” she said, sitting beside Y/N and placing her hands comfortingly on her shoulders.
Y/N looked confused for a moment as silence fell over the group.  But when she caught Jana’s expression, the implications of the plan suddenly made sense.
“Me?  Oh god, this truly is the worst plan yet,” Y/N complained, quickly shrugging off Jana’s hands.
“No!  Dixon heard him talking about you the other day.  Seems like Sebas has got quite a crush,” Jana’s smile grew as she elbowed Y/N’s side.
“Dixon!”
“Don’t blame me, Y/N!” Dixon raised his hands in surrender.  “It’s Jana’s plan!”
“Come on!  I know him.  He’ll fall for it,” Jana enticed.  “So?”
                                                         xxx
Y/N bit down on the side of her cup, lost somewhere in the sea of EWS students.  It seemed that the entire school had already shown up in the first fifteen minutes of the extravagant party, which only made Y/N more nervous.  
She already had mild stage fright which she had worked so hard to overcome, and now she had people screaming and bumping her left and right before she was even supposed to be performing.  It was so claustrophobic she considered walking out the doors and never returning.
But one thing she was more frightened of than social situations: letting her friends down.
Granted, her friends had abandoned her in a large group of people, knowing she was quite introverted.  So how much of her friends were they?
Unbeknownst to Y/N, she was being watched.  First from afar, then closer as Emilia made a beeline for her, pushing other guests aside.
“Hey,” Emilia said as she walked toward Y/N.  Either the music was too loud or Y/N was too deep in her thoughts because Y/N didn’t hear a word.  She continued grinding her teeth as her grip tightened around her empty cup.  “Hey, Y/N,” Emilia semi-yelled this time.
Y/N instantly spun around at the recognizable accent.  She whipped those around her with her high pigtails before facing Emilia.  For a moment, she was a deer in headlights, unable to move a muscle in her body.  Emilia softly smiled, almost blushing at Y/N’s awestruck reaction.
Emilia had been so amused with Y/N since she first step foot on campus.  She was so adorably shy and awkward, yet so insanely beautiful.  It was a combination that easily invaded Emilia’s heart.  Perhaps it was the contrast to her own personality that made Emilia relentlessly chase after Y/N even when “chasing” wasn’t typically her thing.
But she didn’t understand why Y/N was still so nervous around her given that Emilia had made so many flirtatious advances that practically everyone assumed they would be together by the week’s end.  Yet Y/N seemed to run away every time they got close to being more than flirty friends.
Yet something about their interactions was so addictive that Emilia kept coming back for more.  And Y/N would be lying if she didn’t love the way Emilia made her feel, even if she was too shy to show it.
“Hey,” Y/N said, attempting to swallow her nervousness.
“Not really your scene, huh?”
“Is it that obvious?” Y/N pouted.
“No, no,” Emilia reassured her, wrapping her free hand around Y/N’s arm, pulling her closer while rubbing circles with her thumb in the crook of Y/N’s elbow.  Emilia attempted to ease her anxiousness and nerves as she’d rather enjoy Y/N’s presence in a calm state than in a panicky one. “I just…I know you.  You just need some more of this in you,” Emilia said, waving her half-empty bottle of beer in the air.  “It’ll relax you.”
Y/N glanced down at the bottle then back up at Emilia.
“You want some?” Emilia asked.
Y/N hesitantly nodded.
“You just have to ask.  You know I’d give it to you,” Emilia said.  She smiled that big, heart-stopping smile that showed off a bit of her gums.  Y/N was a slave to that smile as it contagiously spread onto her own lips.
What she wasn’t expecting was for Emilia to step forward and lift the bottle to her lips and grab her chin.  Emilia grabbed her chin, guiding Y/N to tilt her head back and part her lips, allowing Emilia to pour the dark taste of the beer onto Y/N’s tongue.  It tasted so much better when Emilia’s hands were all over her.
Emilia allowed the image to melt into her brain where it would be held for safekeeping.  She knew, from that point on, that it would be the only thing she’d be able to think about.  But eventually, she pulled the bottle away.
As Y/N’s head fell back into place, her lips still faintly separated, Emilia quickly downed the rest of the beer.  She pushed the empty bottle into the arms of a random boy before turning back toward Y/N.  Their chests were practically pressed against each other, their noses grazing one another.
Too scared that Y/N would run away again, Emilia quickly planted her hands on Y/N’s hips.  She scratched her nails against the fabric of the nearly see-through dress Y/N had borrowed from Jana.
“You’re beautiful,” Emilia whispered, her eyes locked onto Y/N’s slightly wide ones.  Y/N was still in shock from the moments before, and now this.  It was all too much for her.  That’s why her nerves usually got the best of her and she ended up running.
But this time seemed to be the exception as the alcohol she had drank previously was impacting her judgement.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” Y/N confessed as if it was a secret.  It was truly the worst-kept secret.  Nevertheless, Emilia smiled, watching Y/N slowly emerge from her shell.
Y/N noticed Emilia’s hips begin to sway with the music as Dixon and MJ began to sing Pensado en Ti.
“Dance with me,” Emilia said, blocking out every scene and sound that wasn’t the girl in front of her.
Her hands still hanging awkwardly at her sides, Y/N moved them to hold Emilia’s upper arms.  She looked down at her fingers delicately touching the skin, afraid of making a wrong move.  But when she looked back into Emilia’s face, they both suddenly melted into giggles.  It made everything feel a little less serious.  Just right.
Y/N began to release the tension in her muscles as she allowed her body to move with MJ’s voice.  Emilia was impressed by the fluidity of her movements.  She was so used to Y/N’s stiffness that her stomach dropped feeling Y/N’s hands rub up and down her arms in rhythm with her hips.  It was heavenly.
“Y/N!  Y/N, where are you?” Jana’s voice suddenly screamed over the ending of the song.  Y/N jumped at the mention of her name, moving a step back from Emilia who lost touch with Y/N’s body.  Y/N turned to find Jana storming toward her, causing her to drop her hands back to her sides.  “Come on!  He’s here!” Jana shouted, grabbing Y/N by the arm as she had once held Emilia, before dragging her away.
It happened so quickly that Emilia couldn’t get out another word before Y/N was too far.  Y/N peeked back at her with a look of remorse before she disappeared behind the other bodies.  Emilia groaned in disdain.  They were so close.
“Fucking Jana.”
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azulasstuff · 2 years
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Andi:I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT
MJ: I'm calling Emilia
Andi: wait-
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seriesluticons · 2 years
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like or reblog if you save. ♡
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eviewithnoi · 2 years
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never in my life have i become so upset over a freaking tv show, but the utter destruction of not only a great couple in endi, but the overall show from season 1, has me very disappointed. every character’s growth was mutilated in one way or another, the characters (Andi and Emilia) that a vast majority of the fan base is watching the show for we’re M.I.A half the time, with the other half being a horrible storyline. The straight characters got just about every kind of sex scene imaginable (honestly there was so much of it it was off putting), while Andi and Emilia got 2 seconds of nothing and then a fight not even moments later. I am a very impatient person, so up until today i thought it was great that both seasons were filmed back to back, but the horrible predictions of production as to which characters would garner support and those that wouldn’t was laughable. the show really shot itself in the foot by not waiting even just a month to see that Emilia and Andi were the most adored characters and couple.
i was really looking forward to season 2. like truly. was dreaming about excitedly and all like a silly little kid at heart. but not even 2 episodes in was i i so disappointed and by episode 7 i was just skipping through for Andi and Emilia scenes. the reaction from twitter seems to be the same as mine- disappointed and upset. i hope for a season 3, simply because the producers have a chance to undo their wrongs by actually taking in fan input. but nonetheless i don’t have much faith.
maybe I’ll start writing some one shots again, as reprieve from the catastrophe that is canon Rebelde 2, but honestly, the whole reason i started writing fanfic for Endi was because of how excited and in love I was with their relationship and individual characters. season 2 kinda destroyed that for me tho.
anyhow, that’s just my rant from a girl too invested in a fictional tv show lol.
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calliettes-posts · 2 years
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Happy Pride Month to them💕💕💕
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downtoourbarefeet · 2 years
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ANDI and EMILIA  REBELDE | 2.08 Otro día que va
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eclipseul · 2 years
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their beauty matches so well wtf
REBELDE 2x08 | One More Day
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depressiveinsomnia · 2 years
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how it started // how it's going
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ikvgai · 2 months
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bumblesimagines · 2 years
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“It’s okay to mess up. You don’t have to be perfect.”
“You made a mistake, and it’s not the end of the world.”
Emilia
Spoilers for Rebelde s2!
“You made a mistake, and it’s not the end of the world.”
“It’s okay to mess up. You don’t have to be perfect.”
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Turning the lamp on, you reached down to plug your phone into its charger. You set your phone aside and yawned, ready to collapse in bed and sleep in. Pulling the covers back and settling into bed, you were about to snuggle into the pillow when the doorbell rung. 
“Seriously?” You groaned, climbing out of bed and begrudgingly leaving your bedroom to answer the front door. With your parents away on the trip, you had planned on taking advantage of the quiet house. But with the doorbell ringing again, you could only assume you wouldn't be getting any good sleep.
Nearing the door, you grabbed the handle and peeked through the peephole, surprised to see a familiar face. Someone you hadn't seen since graduating.
"Emilia?" You questioned, opening the door and staring at the girl. Her cheeks were stained with tears and mascara, small sniffles leaving her. Two suitcases sat behind her which meant only one thing.
"You dropped out?"
"Expelled." Your brows furrowed at her response. In the small time you had known Emilia, she had always been hardworking and played by the rules. For her to get expelled...
"Can I come in?" She asked softly. Seeing the typically witty and cocky brunette so broken down tugged at your heartstrings. She might've been an ex but she had also been a friend.
"Yeah, of course." You nodded and stepped to the side, allowing her to pull her luggage inside and slide her jacket off.
"Sorry for showing up like this." She muttered, raising her hand to wipe at her cheeks. "I had nowhere else to go."
"They kicked you out just like that?"
"Fucking Gus... and Andi.." She frowned and shook her head, taking a seat on the couch and bundling her jacket up on her lap.
"She told him I had stolen her song. She has all the reason to be mad, but I didn't think-" She cut herself off, her eyes welling with tears. Sighing softly, you fetched a box of tissues for her.
"Are you going back to Brazil?"
"I don't know." She whispered, crumbling up a tissue and dapping at her nose. "What am I gonna do? Andi hates me now and I'm gonna have to go back home."
"You made a mistake, and it’s not the end of the world. There's other music programs, Emilia." You reminded her.
"It won't be the same." She shook her head, taking some more tissues and sighing. "Andi will never forgive me."
"It’s okay to mess up. You don’t have to be perfect. If you talk to her, I'm sure something good will come out of it." You assured the brunette, pulling her closer and letting her rest her head on your shoulder.
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