About Isco & Alvaro. # ♥ #Isco #AlvaroMorata #RealMadrid
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so i know this isn’t going to get talked about at all because the rest of europe generally doesn’t give two shits about the balkans, but during the austria vs north macedonia match earlier today, when marko arnautović scored the third goal, instead of celebrating with his teammates he decided to turn to ezgjan alioski (and egzon bejtulai, from what i could tell) and curse at them for no bloody reason except the fact that both alioski and bejtulai are muslim from albanian decent. (as you can see in the above clip, arnautić said something along the lines of “jebem ti albansku majku”, which translates to “fuck your albanian mother”.) for context the player in question, arnautović, is from serbian decent.
anti-albanian propaganda is something that has been so instilled into (some) people’s mindsets, it rarely, if ever, gets talked about. it stems from a politically infused ethnic conflict which, like most things, should have been left behind in the past but it wasn’t; and the result of this is subtle prejudice. mockery. sneering. name calling. cursing. slurs.
but what was the ref’s response to this? what was uefa’s response to this? what’s the public response to this? silence. absolute deafening silence. one of the only non-macedonian players on the pitch to react immediately to this was david alaba. otherwise there were no yellow cards, or red cards, not even the shitty two sentence apologies via instagram. arnautović faced no consequences except his team captain (alaba) trying to physically stop him from speaking, and that’s it.
but that sucks! that sucks because i know what the uproar would have been like if this wasn’t about two semi-known players from a developing country. a country which has been through so, so much going back years and years and years, at the hands of all the ploys and schemes of our own corrupt politicians. but the thing a lot of people miss about macedonia is that we are not ethnically homogeneous. i’m not sure we’ve ever been. our history and our culture is an amalgamation of macedonian and early slav and albanian and turkish and romani. we’re part of each other so we (we, the people, not the government, not those same politicians in their big leather chairs) have always stuck together.
which is why i had to say something. call me dramatic, or a snowflake, or petty because we lost, i genuinely do not care at all. i had to say something because not doing so goes against the concept of equality i stand for.
isco celebrates his 300th game in the white shirt with his son, isco jr
Sergio Ramos celebrates his goal with Isco during the match vs. Osasuna
The first pictures kills me everytime … the handholding in the group picture … Isco being a proud bf wearing Morata’s jersey … Morata running to Isco who jumps on him Larry-style …
Look at them. JUST PLEASE LOOK . They are perfect I’m weak . They made us such a beautiful baby, I mean look at Marco !!
Morata/isco/99
99.) “You got a cute butt.”
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Isco had always had pride in his looks. He thought he had a good haircut, an above-average body, a nice beard, and although he was short, there were other, much longer, body parts.
And then there was Alvaro. Tall, lanky, greasy hair, patchy beard. He was always insecure when it came to looks, and he never tried to stand out in fear that he’d just embarrass himself. Aka the complete opposite of Isco.
But despite these things, Alvaro always tried to make his personality likeable. He worked on saying compliments, tried not to say anything rude, and always tried to seem nice and funny. And Isco knew this. But what he did not know, was that Alvaro was trying to woo him, trying to flirt with him. But, like his awkward self, it never really quite seemed to be noticeable. But this is why he always practised in his head.
So, when he accidentally let out “You got a cute butt.”, he clamped his mouth shut with his two hands and looked away from, a now confused, Isco.
“Really?”
“…”
“Well thanks, tigre, i was actually working on getting a bigger ass. I’m glad someone noticed!” Isco winked, smacking Alvaro’s butt for emphasis on his thanks.
“You’re not too bad yourself. You’re welcomed to look at my butt anytime!”
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128.) “Don’t touch me. We’re fighting.”
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Isco and Alvaro had a history of fight over the smallest of things. Whether it be liking a harmless photo or saying something completely normal that hurt the other’s feelings, there was a long list that never seemed to stop.
And that’s what was currently happening. Isco screamed his head off to Alvaro when he hugged nacho in a team photo instead of him. And poor Alvaro, he just wanted to pose normally. (and since when throwing your arm around someones shoulder considered a hug?)
So the whole day was spent ignoring each other, and on Isco’s part, trying to make Alvaro jealous. He hugged Sergio and kissed Marco’s cheek and slapped Dani’s butt, which made him get screamed at because he “did not to be dragged into petty fights”. Whatever that meant.
And with Alvaro’s awkwardness, came wiseness and patience. So he rolled his eyes at the hug and sighed at the kiss and giggled at the smacking, because it was always funny seeing Dani mad.
When Isco came to the locker room, Alvaro couldn’t resist pulling Isco by the waist and resting his chin on his head.
“Don’t touch me. We’re fighting!” Isco yelled, completely annoyed, because he was not losing this war. But he was at a disadvantage, since he was a chronic cuddler.
“yeah yeah, just give me a kiss and continue trying to make me jealous, which wont work, by the way.”
throwback to nacho kissing isco on the neck in celebration 🥰
bonus:
James celebrates with Isco after scoring vs. Granada | October 5, 2019