#alba flores

[pensat-i-fet]

Spanish actress Alba Flores at the Goya Awards (the Spanish Oscars) asking for countries to stop selling weapons to Israel and for a ceasefire ❤️

Alba: "I didn't know how long I would be able to speak so I wanted to bring a reminder (the badge she points at in her dress) because in these dark times, because 30000 people have died, they've been murdered in Gaza, it's hard to celebrate things. It's really hard. It's very contradictory. So, in a way, bringing this little reminder here where we have a voice that people can listen to. Here where authorities attend...I don't know. I hope they think about this and I hope the government of this country can do something".

Reporter: "The badge says stop selling weapons and ceasefire in Gaza".

[mvthr]

ÁGATA JIMÈNEZ aka NAIROBI

❝profesor, soy nairobi, berlín no está en condiciones, así que a partir de ahora estoy al mando yo… ¡EMPIEZA EL MATRIARCADO!❞

@lgbtqcreators creator challenge — color + quotes

[wedgeantill]

Palermo, Nairobi, and Coffee ☕

[angiemcalisters]

alba flores in romancero (2023) 🌻 if you click in the source link or go into my gif directory, you will find #134 gifs of alba flores in all of her appearances in romancero season 1. you can edit these as much as you would like, but please link back & tag me if you redistribute them! thank you & enjoy !

content notes: some flashing lights, & some facial horror.

[uservicky]

ALBA FLORES Sagrada Familia | 1.04

[depressopax]

Stress relief - Nairobi x fem reader smut

Pairing: Nairobi x fem reader Genre: Smut Warning(s): Semi-public, cuss words, thigh riding, slight degradation, sub!reader + dom!Nairobi, oral (reader giving), AFAB reader, reader is called 'Athens' Words: 1,200  Summary: Reader helps Nairobi relax after some intense days at the Royal Mint. English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! <3

“He’s such an asshole!” Nairobi’s voice is loud and upset as she collapses on the couch. 

The tension between the robbers is getting tense and it’s only day 4 of the heist. 

In usual order, Berlin had something incredibly misogynistic to say, and Nairobi snapped. The two of them argued for a good while until you had to drag Nairobi away from there, whilst Denver tried to make Berlin calm the fuck down. 

She rubs her forehead and sighs deeply. You take a seat beside her.

“I guess Berlin is not the only thing bothering you?”

She shakes her head. You look at her with compassion in your eyes and gently pats her leg. You listen to her rant whilst slowly stroking her thigh.

“Everyone keeps fucking up. First, Rio and Tokyo, then Denver. And now… Berlin.”

“I know Nairobi… It sucks.”

You hate seeing her like this, and would do anything to make her feel better… Anything.

That gives you an idea. Your hand teasingly moves higher up on her clothed thigh, squeezing it now. 

“Shit!” 

She cusses.

“Not now, Athens.” 

But you don’t feel like listening to her warnings today… You kiss her softly and continue caressing her. You know it’s risky to do it here, in a office at the Royal Mint, but in the moment of arousal, you don’t bother to give a fuck. It even excites you. 

“Talk to me, sweetie…” You murmur, massaging her thigh whilst your fingers move to her groin. She tries focusing on ranting about her frustration, which quickly turns into soft moans. You smirk as you watch her go from upset to at ease as your fingers work magic, rubbing all the right spots through the red jumpsuit. Deciding to take things further, you stand up, locking eyes with the woman before you. The sound of the zipper is loud in the quiet office. Her eyes widen watching you strip out of the jumpsuit. To your satisfaction, Nairobi blushes. You’re usually not this bold. Now walking up and straddling yourself in Nairobi’s lap, facing her. This way, you can satisfy the both of you. Nairobi with your eager hands that gropes her chest and hips, and soft kisses and bites on her neck - and yourself by grinding your sex against her thigh. 

“Fuck… You’re insatiable, Athens.”

Nairobi growls. 

“So what?” “'So what?' We’re in the middle of a damn heist!”

Her frustration is coming back and you can tell she’s fighting the pleasure she’s feeling right now. 

Out of all robbers, Nairobi is the one to take the Professor’s plan seriously and never lets her guard down. But this also means she gets no rest. While the rest of the group take turns sleeping, Nairobi usually stays up, guarding the hostages, printing money and making sure the plan goes smoothly. You notice the dark circles under those brown eyes you love, and how the calm woman you adore is more tense and short-tempered. 

“You’re so stressed. You deserve a lil’ break, Nairobi…” 

You mumble softly, continuing stimulating yourself against her clothed thigh, whilst touching her. She squirms under you and bites her lip to muffle a moan. You enjoy watching her flustered and it only encourages you to continue, more eager this time. 

“You’re such a slut sometimes, you know…” 

The dark haired woman says under ragged breathing. Her words surprise you a bit, she is usually very soft and is not that fond of degrading names. But you can’t say you hate it. With a chuckle, you ask:

“Did you just-”

You never get to finish your sentence before she starts bouncing her leg. She rests her head against the cushions on the couch, her dark eyes staring and following your every movement.

“Why did you stop riding? I thought you wanted this.”

Nairobi’s sweet voice is almost mocking now and she looks very entertained. The sensation feels good but intense. It’s almost too much to handle, as you continue riding her. She bounces her leg faster and you let out a loud moan.

“Not so loud.”

She hisses, her hand traveling up to your mouth. She parts your lips with her thumb, and you obediently open your mouth for her only to close it again, wrapping your lips around her thumb. 

She keeps holding her hand on your face, muffling your loud moans with her fingers as her other hand keeps you in place, not allowing you to move freely. Your own arousal grows as your body heats up. Your panties are already soaked and you feel that intense knot in your stomach, so close to that sweet release. The friction is unbearable and you scream into your lover's hand every time her bouncing leg slams against your swollen clit. 

You barely reach an orgasm before Nairobi stops moving her leg and gently pulls you off her thigh. Confused and frustrated, you whine in response.

“Aww, you poor thing…” Nairobi smirks and looks at you. “You’re right, honey… I do need some stress relief. Will you be an angel and lock the doors?”

Your legs tremble when walking. You lock the door to the office and pull the blinds down too. As you turn around, your lover sits on the couch, her legs spread invitingly. With embarrassment, you notice the wet spot on her thigh, from where you sat. 

“Did you cum from that?” She teases, her hungry gaze at your wet panties. “Without my permission? Dirty girl…” 

She laughs and pulls the zipper to her uniform. She doesn’t even need to order you to do anything. You kneel before her, sitting on the floor between her thighs.

“Remind me to get a new jumpsuit before we head down to the others again.” She mumbles. You lean forward and kiss her lips, neck and chest while you help her get the jumpsuit off, tossing it to the floor. You give her an eager kiss before leaving wet kisses on her body. You rub her wetness through the thin fabric, making Nairobi react with a soft moan.

“Not so loud.”

You tease, using her own words against her. She laughs and observes your every move as you slide her underwear off. She puts her legs over your shoulder, forcing your face closer to her glistening pussy. 

“Fuck… That’s my good girl.”

Nairobi murmurs. You dig right in, working feverishly on satisfying her with fingers and tongue. Your fingers work in and out of her wetness, whilst you lick her wet folds and tease her clit with the tip of your tongue, getting a taste of her. 

It’s a turn on, hearing her moan into a pillow, and watching her face flushed red from the overwhelming pleasure. You feel proud of yourself for being able to make her feel good and can already see she’s more relaxed now, all stress and frustration fading and being replaced with pleasure. You lost track of time, there’s only you and Nairobi right now.

She lets out a sigh of relief and looks down at you with a satisfied smile. But she won’t let you stop just yet… 

“You know… This is some hella good stress relief. I should use you more often, babe.”

I'm so fucking obsessed with Nairobi rn bruh 😭 Don't be suprised if I go into a hyperfixation and post 10 different Nairobi scenarios lmao

[cassteph]

Wanda Maximoff has been leaked for the Marvel's Avengers game, the one starring Kamala Khan. I have no idea if they've cast an actress yet but I think the Scarlet Witch community should push for a Romani actress to lend her voice and likeness to the character.

It may also be a good time to reach out to actresses such as Alina Serban, Franciska Farkas, Mihaela Dragan, Alba Flores, and Simonida Selimovic to make them aware that there is a chance for representation.

It may not fix the MCU mistakes. In fact, it won't change the MCU at all, but imagine a Romani actress actually being cast as Wanda in a popular video game. Imagine finally having the Scarlet Witch we deserve in popular media, portrayed the way she deserves. The way the fans who Wanda represents deserve.

I don't have instagram or twitter anymore, but I think it's very important to reach out and campaign for this.

Every possible version of Wanda should be Roma. Do not let them cast another white actress.

The game is Marvel's Avengers, its made by Square Enix and Crystal Dynamics. Specifically, Crystal Dynamics, Eidos-Montréal, Square Enix Europe, Nixxes Software BV, Crystal Northwest.

Please. If you care, now is the time to make change.

[realreckless905]

[the-lady-maddy]

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[photoscelebs]

Alba Flores

[stohn-studios]

Oh hey! Some more old art I forgot to post on here. If any character in La Casa de Papel deserved a piece, it was Nairobi.

[thatbitchsimone]

[timuschaos]

CODEMBER #1 | Famous.

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© timuschaos

• First prompt of @elalmacen-rp for Codember 2023;

• Free to use but please credit;

• Thank you ♥

[praying4time]

BTS of 'La Casa de Papel'

[ulltr4vi0lence]

<3

[depressopax]

Nightmares - Nairobi x gn!reader (Scenario)

Pairing: Nairobi x gn!reader Genre: Fluff, a bit angst - Friends to lovers Warning(s): Spoilers for La casa de papel (s1-3). Mentions of alcohol and death. Grief and anxiety. Reader is younger than Nairobi. (Reader is called ‘Athens’) Words: 908 Summary: One year after the Royal Mint Heist, reader lives in Argentina with Nairobi and Helsinki. Nairobi comforts reader after a nightmare. English is not my first language, so lmk if I make any spelling mistakes :)

Life hasn’t been so interesting lately, calm, but almost boring. 

Life went from straight chaos, to living in peace.

Together with Nairobi and Helsinki, you live in a tiny, warm apartment in Argentina. 

It’s been a year since the three of you, together with the Professor and the other robbers, pulled off the biggest heist against the Royal Mint of Spain.

The plan succeeded, and you got out of there alive. But not all of you… 

You still think about the heist, although it’s been 12 months. 

Sometimes, you wake up from nightmares about the royal mint, being caught by the cops, or just seeing Berlin, Moscow and Oslo die over and over… 

The three of you barely talk about it. It’s still too painful. 

Helsinki and Nairobi usually suggest going to parties, and most nights you spend in crowded spaces, dancing and drinking the night away together with the people you consider to be your best friends. 

It is nighttime, and you feel uncomfortable trying to sleep in the warm room. You can hear Helsinkis snoring from the room next to yours. 

“At least someone can sleep…”

You mumble and sit up in bed, pulling the blanket off.

You are sweaty and feel sick, from the warmth, but also from the nightmare that just woke you up. You can’t escape them.

Tonight, you were back in the Royal Mint, and saw Helsinki and Nairobi get taken away by the police…

As usual, you woke up in panic, thinking it was real. 

A while later, you realise that sleeping is not an option right now. 

After wrapping yourself in a morning robe, you walk around the apartment, feeling a bit disoriented. The balcony is open, and as a pleasant surprise, you find Nairobi sitting in one of the chairs, smoking a cigarette with her eyes on the night sky. 

Your heart skips a beat as you walk up to her. She looks so beautiful with dark hair that falls over her shoulders, and those sleepy eyes of hers. 

Lately, you’ve been feeling nervous around the beautiful best friend of yours. 

She looks so perfect right now. 

She turns her head, and smiles as she sees you standing by the door. You must have been staring, and you smile sheepishly,

“So you can’t sleep either, huh?”

She asks and pats the seat next to her. You take a seat and nod, considering if you should tell her about the nightmares. 

“No. Been a while since I slept well.”

She looks a bit concerned at your words, but only nods.

“Are you having nightmares, Athens?”  Her question catches you off guard. She gives you a compassionate smile. “I’ve heard you talking in your sleep at night”

You feel a bit embarrassed. You didn’t know that you talked in your sleep until now… 

“Do you still think about it? The heist?”

Now it’s Nairobi’s turn to look surprised. She takes a puff of her cigarette and then nods.

“Of course I do. I still think about everything that went wrong. What we could’ve done differently. And…” She looks troubled before continuing. “And all the deaths. Especially Berlin's sacrifice.”

Berlin… Nairobi and him never really got along, but still cared for each other. She was more devastated by his death than she wants to admit. 

Her hand is shaking as she brings the cigarette to her lips. You feel bad, and move closer to her. 

In response, she wraps an arm around your shoulders, pulling you even closer. Once again your heart skips a beat. She feels so warm, and smells nice. Your head rests on her shoulder and you both watch the stars quietly. 

“Do you wanna talk about it?” Nairobi asks softly, breaking the silence. “The nightmare”

You smile at her, appreciating her attempts to comfort you. You don’t want to tell her, it’s not silly, but still it feels weird to tell her about it. But still…

“I have nightmares almost every night. Either, I’m reliving the worst moments at the Royal Mint, or….” Your voice trembles a bit, and you swallow the lump in your throat before continuing. “...Or, I dream that I’m haunted by the police. That they take you and Helsi away from me.”

Nairobis arm squeezes you tighter against her now. She only nods at your words. 

“You’re safe with me, darling…”

The mood changes between the two of you. You pull your head away from her shoulder and look into the eyes. 

You’re unaware of the tears in your eyes until Nairobi gently wipes them away with her thumb. 

“You mean so much to me, Nairobi.”

You whisper. Nairobi smiles at you and nods.

“And you mean the world to me, Athens.”

You lean forward, and before you can stop yourself, you press your lips against hers. 

Nairobi seems surprised at first, and you quickly pull away, your cheek burning from embarrassment. 

“Sorry…”

But she only shakes her head, and moves closer to you once again. She strokes your cheek with one hand, the other resting on your thighs. Her breath smells of cigarette as she leans forward and kisses you. 

You reply to the kiss with thousands of butterflies in your stomach. It’s the perfect moment. 

The moment is so passionate and intimate. As she pulls away, she rests her forehead against yours. 

“Do you feel better now?”

She asks with a soft voice. You nod and smile.

“I feel so much better.”