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[epostravel]

What is the Best Time to Visit Greece?

Greece, a country renowned for its rich history, stunning landscapes, and vibrant culture, offers many experiences for travelers. Choosing the best time to visit Greece depends mainly on what you want to do and see. In this comprehensive guide, we will explore the different seasons in Greece, highlighting the best times to visit for various activities and ensuring you make the most of your trip.

Spring (March to May): The Season of Rebirth

Spring in Greece is a delightful time to visit. From March to May, the country awakens from its winter slumber, and nature bursts into life with blooming wildflowers and lush greenery. The weather during this period is mild, with temperatures ranging from 15°C to 25°C (59°F to 77°F), making it perfect for outdoor activities.

Ideal for Sightseeing and Hiking

Spring is an excellent time for sightseeing and hiking. Popular archaeological sites, such as the Acropolis in Athens and the ancient city of Delphi, are less crowded than in the summer months. The pleasant weather also makes it ideal for exploring the countryside and hiking trails, such as those in the Peloponnese and Crete.

Experience Greek Easter

Greek Easter, which usually falls in April, is a major cultural event. During this time, visitors can experience traditional Greek customs, vibrant celebrations, and unique culinary delights. The island of Corfu, in particular, is famous for its elaborate Easter festivities.

Summer (June to August): The Peak Tourist Season

Summer in Greece is synonymous with sunshine, beaches, and vibrant nightlife. From June to August, the temperatures soar, often reaching 30°C to 40°C (86°F to 104°F), making it the perfect time for a beach holiday.

Beach Lovers' Paradise

The Greek islands, such as Mykonos, Santorini, and Crete, are at their liveliest during the summer. The crystal-clear waters and golden sandy beaches are ideal for swimming, sunbathing, and water sports. Islands like Zakynthos and Corfu also offer breathtaking natural beauty and are perfect for island hopping.

Festivals and Nightlife

Summer is also the time for numerous festivals and vibrant nightlife. Athens and Thessaloniki host various music and cultural festivals. At the same time, islands like Mykonos and Ios are known for their bustling nightlife, with beach bars and clubs that stay open until the early hours.

Autumn (September to November): The Season of Harvest

Autumn in Greece is marked by mild temperatures and fewer tourists, making it another ideal time to visit. From September to November, the weather remains warm, with temperatures ranging from 20°C to 30°C (68°F to 86°F).

Wine and Olive Harvest

Autumn is the season of harvest in Greece, offering visitors a chance to experience the wine and olive harvests. Regions like Nemea and Crete are known for their vineyards; visitors can participate in wine-tasting tours and olive-picking activities.

Cultural and Historical Exploration

The cooler temperatures are perfect for exploring the cultural and historical sites without the summer crowds. Athens, Thessaloniki, and the island of Rhodes offer rich historical experiences with their ancient ruins and medieval architecture.

Winter (December to February): The Off-Peak Gem

Tourists often overlook winter in Greece, but it has its own unique charm. From December to February, the temperatures can drop from 5°C to 15°C (41°F to 59°F), especially in northern Greece and the mountainous regions.

Skiing and Winter Sports

Greece offers several ski resorts, such as those on Mount Parnassus and Mount Olympus, for those who enjoy winter sports. These resorts provide excellent facilities for skiing, snowboarding, and other winter activities.

City Breaks and Cultural Experiences

Winter is also an excellent time for city breaks. Athens and Thessaloniki have milder winters than the rest of Europe, making them perfect for exploring museums and galleries and enjoying the local cuisine. The festive season in December also brings Christmas markets and vibrant decorations to the cities.

Island Hopping: Best Time for Each Island

Each Greek island has its own unique character and is the best time to visit.

Santorini

Santorini is best visited in late spring (May) or early autumn (September-October) when the weather is warm but not too hot and the crowds are fewer.

Mykonos

For Mykonos, the peak summer months (June-August) are ideal for experiencing its famous nightlife and beach parties.

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Crete, being the largest island, has something to offer year-round. However, spring and autumn are delightful for exploring its diverse landscapes and archaeological sites.

Special Events and Festivals

Greece hosts numerous events and festivals annually, each providing a unique glimpse into Greek culture and traditions.

Carnival (Apokries)

Held in February or March, the Greek Carnival (Apokries) is a lively event with parades, costumes, and traditional music. The town of Patras is especially famous for its grand celebrations.

Athens and Epidaurus Festival

From June to August, the Athens and Epidaurus Festival features ancient Greek drama, music, and dance performances in historic venues like the Odeon of Herodes Atticus.

Thessaloniki International Film Festival

Held in November, this festival attracts filmmakers and cinema enthusiasts from around the world and showcases the best in international and Greek cinema.

Conclusion

The best time to visit Greece depends on your interests and preferences. Spring and autumn are ideal for cultural and historical exploration, with pleasant weather and fewer crowds. Summer is perfect for beach lovers and those looking to experience the vibrant nightlife. Winter offers a unique perspective with its cultural experiences and winter sports opportunities. By understanding the seasonal highlights and planning accordingly, you can make the most of your visit to this beautiful Mediterranean country.

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[travellingfoodie]

First Time in MYKONOS Greece! Mykonos Attractions, Food, Travel Tips and First Impressions!

[sim0nril3y]

The Honeymoon

Pairing: Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Civilian!Reader Scenario: Fun, fun, fun on the honeymoon, need I say more? Warnings: No mask Simon (It's my personal headcanon in his regular life he probably wouldn't wear it), very soft, very fluffy, very smutty, p in v sex, honeymoon sex, breeding kink, wife kink all things good, feral Simon, canon-typical swearing.

You weren’t sure that you’d seen another time where Simon was more relaxed than on your honeymoon. Whilst the wedding had been exceptionally small and intimate, he’d spare no expense on the honeymoon. Mykonos, three weeks. There was a private beachside villa which also had the most amazing pool, Simon had hired a car for the time you’d be there, he’d organised everything perfectly. “Nothing less for my perfect wife.” He'd told you, railing into you passionately from behind as you gazed out over the balcony that first evening.

In ways that his sex-drive typically fluctuated back home, there was something about being here that seemed to send it sky high. Maybe it was all the beautiful beachy outfits that you were wearing, or maybe it was the way you lounged under the bathing sun, or maybe it was that ring that lay so prettily on your left hand now. It was official, you were his and he was yours and everyone fucking knew it. Whenever he’d see that piece of jewellery sparkling under the sun he had to have you, he was practically insatiable. It didn’t seem to matter where you were, lounging on a sunbed by the pool, walking through the streets home from dinner, even shocking you in a vineyard tour where he snuck you away into a nearby cupboard to have his way with you.

After an evening of good wine and even better food the two of you returned to the villa. You collapsed back onto the sofa, beginning to remove your strappy heels whilst Simon made himself busy pouring a couple more glasses of wine. “’ere, Mrs Riley…” He saunters towards you, looking mouth-watering in his thin linen shirt, very few buttons keeping it together now. “Thanks.” You say softly, throwing one shoe aside and accepting the glass from his hands as he took a seat on the artsy coffee table in front of you, carefully taking your other ankle into his hands and lifting, stroking your calf in a soothing way as you leaned back and let out a low sigh.

Those meaty fingers were so delicate as they began to untie the straps of your heel, unravelling them slowly. “Y’look a knockout, babe.” He mentioned, voice soft and eyes cast down to remove your shoe, pressing the pads of his thumbs into the arching arch of your foot causing a moan to pull from your throat. “Fuckin’ glowing…” He mentioned, you bit the inside of your cheek. “My beautiful fuckin’ wife…” Then those dark eyes drifted up your frame finally coming to a stop on your face. “Show ‘er to me.” Simon’s voice was a low drawl, needy having being away from your precious cunt for more than a few hours. “Si~” You purred. “Jus’ quick…”

Slowly you licked at your lips before being unable to fight your smile, fingers curling tightly around the hem of your dress before dragging it up to display your naked pussy to his hungry eyes. “No knickers?” His voice was dangerous low, eyes no longer on your own and watching your cunt, you shook your head. “All night?” Another shake whilst raising your leg to plant a foot on the sofa beside you, spreading yourself further to his wonting eyes. “Dirty fuckin’ girl…” Simon muttered. “Y’killing me here.”

A tender giggle pulled from your throat, leaning your head back, your left hand drifting down as two fingers traced over your cunt lips, spreading them, gliding across your slit and all the while your wedding ring gleamed and glistened. Simon watched, his mouth popped open just slightly, ragged breaths escaping. “Fuck me.” He whispered, watching eagerly as those two fingers sunk into your wanting walls. “Fuck~” You hiccupped softly.

Simon shuffled closer, watching as your fingers pressed in and out of your walls with a quiet ‘shlck, shlck, shlck’ all the while. “Good girl.” He breathed, falling to his knees, pressing a few wayward kisses to your thighs as he leaned close. “Pretty fuckin’ wife.” It seemed as if he was talking to himself, pushing down his trousers and his cock bobbing out, painfully hard, cum dripping from the tip. “Gonna let me fuck you?” He asked then, looking up at your pleasure filled face, brows pinched, breaths low and pulled from deep. “I know, I know. You wanna cum. Let me help.” His lips ghosted over the back of your hand as those fingers buried deep. “Let your husband help.”

To say that Simon was obsessed with calling you his wife and himself your husband was an understatement. It was beginning to sneak into almost every conversation, but especially in the throes of passion. Simon had you pressed into that sofa moments later, fucking you deep, calling you his pretty wife, his perfect wife, his beautiful wife, loving his wife’s beautiful cunt, feeding his wife her husband’s cock because she needed it. God, if it didn’t drive you wild too. There was something so unhinged yet so tender about it all that really made you both crave it.

And when he finished there was a promise on his lips. “Knock you up.” It was a faint growl but you heard it clear as day and you wished for his words to come true. He pumped you full, seated inside of you for a good long while as if allowing his seed more time to truly take hold, but during that time his words were sweet and his lips were warm against your skin, whispering the most beautiful and endearing things.

This was the place you wanted to stay forever, this was the Simon you always wanted to love.

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[bebebelll]

i won't say i'm in love | ln4 part 2

pairing: lando norris x singer!reader

warnings: nothing

author's notes: flashback to how it all began. part 1 here

2021

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[sgiandubh]

Señorita Nothingburger

🎶When you see her, say a prayer /And kiss your heart arse goodbye 🎶

Lauren 2.0. Wow: after The Paid Companion, The Wannabe. Unlike the first round of revelations, this time the output has been totally disappointing. Very few things and zero context, which I have to say I was totally expecting, because it didn't exactly fit the agenda being pushed by Marple (amen!). Lightning never strikes the same place twice, right? And then, we had The Follow - a very interesting foolish, yet telling move: but on this, a bit further down the road, mind you.

So, let's ask ourselves along with La Ciccone: '¿Quién es esa niña?' For once, his IG follow has been very explicit:

Leading whoever to this account...

Elix Wellness is offering a very specific range of treatments, of which the one for hangovers really got me interested:

And yeah, even if I have apparently been scooped out by Marple on this one (my bad for sitting on it for a day), shamelessly using my patented methods (that is a lame joke), Lauren 2.0's LinkedIn account is, for once, very clear:

Her contract as a Travel RN was over by August 2023, as pointed out across the street:

And then she decided to go independent and open her own company. So, by far not a hooker - decent education, even, at NYU.

Lo and behold, who had Ibuprofen in his hotel room, in May 2023, when they were spotted on that NY Soho terrace, having lunch (didn't we laugh? you bet we did, it was one of my first posts in this fandom!)? S, of course. Hangovers could use both ibuprofen and a good IV cleansing treatment ( see above - such a common offering in that particular town, soon to be out of fashion - but hey: if she believes it can bring money, not my problem).

But... dating her? Not a chance in hell. You see, just a cursory survey of her IG account between the moment her contract as a Travel Registered Nurse was over and the moment her company started to be active, reveals a very busy Mediterranean summer, hitting all the possible cliches:

Before ending that contract, even, some days in Paris with her real interest, (again) checking all the tourist/romantic tropes you can imagine, from dining at the Au pied de cochon restaurant to having a quick macaron bite in the Luxembourg Gardens...

... then off to Paros, a posh island Greek destination, very much in vogue with the creative crowd, followed by (we are talking mandatory island hopping, here) Mykonos (unapologetically posh and very expensive, LGBTQ+ friendly destination - also beloved by the glam and glitz crowd)

Oh, hello Soho Roc House, part of the Soho Houses network - rings a bell? What a small world, really.

... a couple of days in Rome, followed by some quality family time (Mom and Pop, at a minimum) in Puglia, then Croatia (again, the glam crowd of Hvar island), back to Paris for a girls' trip (Montmartre, the Eiffel Tower and a couple other spots in the Marais and around the Rue de Rivoli - cliche forever):

... then back in Rome for cacio e pepe pasta, Piazza Navona and the Pantheon oculus (artsy girl, told you), followed by Positano and Capri (with Mom and Dad, again). Nothing to write home about, but still trying to sell herself as an up and coming influencer of sorts, perhaps.

Nowhere near S for the entire 2023 Sassenach Summer Tour. How is this equating with dating, that is really beyond me. Seriously. For instance, just before the second sighting, in NYC (June 10, 2023), she was having fun in the Algarve region and Lisbon (of course, Portugal). Probably posted those pics upon her return to NYC:

Dating? More like convenient pretext. He knew people would hang around that hotel (fans, autograph hunters, etc), especially during OL promo peak time. And he knew someone will take that pic, which was then conveniently placed in *urv's lap, for lengthy talks and more innuendo. Just as the first sighting was conveniently placed in Marple's inbox, to see if topic garners interest and sticks around/can be reused for further shits and giggles. Innuendo and nothing more would be my best bet: neither *urv, nor Marple had ANY positive idea about who she was, back at the time.

And now, the third drop was again placed in Marple's inbox, because attention had to be redirected to this particular gossip topic, in rather dire circumstances following Lauren 1.0.

And for your information, she does not follow S and he does not follow her. But he follows her newly opened joint: hangovers are a bitch, I know.

Why? I think it is clear enough why.

Who dunnit? I will let you draw your own conclusions, really. Again, it is rather plain to see. My belief is that this is not TPTB. And for once, I do not think he met her via Raya. Nope.

I took one for the team and listened to that podcast (if you are very foolish or brave or foolishly brave, you can do the same here: https://youtu.be/vBmcnhe2kwg?si=rRu5YCLHS3eZhuFs ). I mean, what is WRONG with those women? That is legit 14 year old bullshit talk about relationships (or the immature impossibility to have a satisfying one). They essentially explain in that podcast they have trouble decoding 'the man' in some relationships and the way they play out. I was laughing so violently my abs (or lack of them) hurt. At some point, I even thought it was some sort of sophisticated second degree, but NO (#cringe).

Also, I think I should be burning my pineapple pajama summer pants. Seriously. If you listen to the whole bullshit, you'll see there is no damn way to substantiate anything based on that. Zero connection.

[angelsmist]

rekindled flame — jude bellingham

social media au

summary: in which two old friends that fell out end up rekindling a spark that never once flickered.

note: it’s been a while and for that i’m sorry. i may still do shuri imagines but this something that’s been in my drafts for months and i wanted to post it in honor of jude’s birthday 🩵

*face claim: renee downer

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[creative-anchorage]

If you were to imagine the first car-free neighborhood built from scratch in the modern US, it would be difficult to conceive such a thing sprouting from the environs of Phoenix, Arizona. [...] But it is here that such a neighborhood, called Culdesac, [...] an unusual experiment has emerged that invites Americans to live in a way that is rare outside of fleeting experiences of college, Disneyland or trips to Europe: a walkable, human-scale community devoid of cars.

[...] The apartments are also mixed in with amenities, such as a grocery store, restaurant, yoga studio and bicycle shop, that are usually separated from housing by strict city zoning laws. ... “It’s positively European, somewhere between Mykonos and Ibiza,” said Jeff Speck, a city planner and urban designer who took a tour of Culdesac earlier this year. “It is amazing how much the urbanism improves, both in terms of experience and efficiency, when you don’t need to store automobiles.” ... [C]ar dependence has been reinforced by zoning laws that not only separate residential from commercial developments, but require copious parking spots added for every new construction. “The result is a nation in which we are all ruthlessly separated from most of our daily needs and also from each other,” Speck said.

Culdesac can be seen, then, as not only a model for more climate-friendly housing – transportation is the US’s largest source of planet-heating emissions and, studies have shown, suburban sprawl fuels more of the pollution causing the climate crisis – but as a way of somehow stitching back together communities that have become physically, socially and politically riven, lacking a “third place” to congregate other than dislocated homes and workplaces. ... Vanessa Fox, a 32-year-old who moved into Culdesac with her husky dog in May, had always wanted to live in a walkable place only to find such options unaffordable. For her, Culdesac provided a sense of community without having to rely on a car every time she left her apartment. “For some, cars equal freedom, but for me, it’s a restriction,” she said. “Freedom is being able to just simply walk out and access places.” ... Driving to places is so established as a basic norm that deviation from it can seem not only strange, as evidenced by a lack of pedestrian infrastructure that has contributed to a surge in people dying from being hit by cars in recent years, but even somewhat sinister. People walking late at night, particularly if they are Black, are regularly accosted by police – in June, the city of Kaplan, Louisiana, even introduced a curfew for people walking or riding bikes, but not for car drivers.

If neighborhoods like Culdesac are to become more commonplace, then, cities will not only have to alter their planning codes, but there will also have to be a cultural switch from the ideal of a large suburban home with an enormous car in the driveway. [...]

Johnson, who said he is planning to bring the Culdesac concept to other cities, is upbeat about this. “This is something that the majority of the US wants, so they can work all over the country,” he said. “We have heard from cities and residents all over the country that they want more of this, and this is something that we want to build more.”

[thelastofhyde]

⏤ sail away with me, series masterlist.

pairing. tourguide!joel miller x fem!reader

series synopsis. on the brink of undergoing a life-altering change, you runaway from your problems in the only way any sane person can: embarking on a mediterranean cruise. there you meet joel miller, a grumpy, private tour-guide, who just so happens to be tasked with touring you through each stop on your cruise. from greek goddesses to roman ruins, you have ten days to avoid your fate. maybe a frowning, southern, sex-on-legs of a man is just what the doctor ordered.

series warnings. no use of y/n, takes place in 2015, cruise!au, rom-com, enemies-ish to lovers, sunshine!reader, tour-guide!joel, unspecified age gap, depictions/discussions of grief, angst, fluff, a whole load of smut, a lot of cheesy stereotypical romance tropes bc i just wanna see joel not suffer ( too much ) &lt;3

disclaimers. this series will have no official update schedule because i suck at sticking to them, but my aim is to write a majority of the fic before beginning to post it.

★ the cruise stops ! aka the chapters. ⇢ prologue. rome. ⇢ i. sea-day 1. ⇢ ii. santorini. ⇢ iii. mykonos. ⇢ iv. athens. ⇢ v. corfu. ⇢ vi. sea-day 2. ⇢ vii. sicily. ⇢ viii. florence. ⇢ ix. napoles. ⇢ x. barcelona.

[a-not-so-beginner-witch]

gamer witch tip of the day?

hey figured i'd share this

you something that made me fell cozy in a worship the gods kinda way?

Assassin's Creed

Hear me out:

The later games on the franchise were Ancient greek, Egypt during Cleopatra's reign and England tenth century aka Viking invasion.

These later games had heavy reference to the gods, but most importantly: they had the temple recontructions of them

So in the egyptian one (Assassin's creed: Origins) we have the Temple of Karnak, Luxor, Thebes, Abu Simbel, Alexandria and a whole lot of other temples and tombs that have been recreated with some artistic liberties of course. (And with DLC curse of the pharaos you can get a glimpse of the Other World of some Pharaos its really neat)

In the greek one (Assassin's creed: Odyssey) you have an INSANE big map on greeces continental part like athenes, sparta with big temples like Pathernon and Delphos, and lots of islands such as Mykonos, lesbos, andros etc

These two games especifically have a tour mode where you can go everywhere and climb everywhere without guards or enemies. I dont think that the Viking one has such mode, so be careful while exploring.

The viking era one will be more focused on the seasonal festivals that happen in camp, and the mystical/astral travels to the other realms, Jotunnheim, Asgard etc. while also giving an idea of the culture back then and seeing whats left of the roman empire.

I'm not someone who is really into technomagic but seeing these places "alive" even if it's in a game, brings this fondness, yearning, and connection that i didn't know before.

So if you have the money to spend, id say to give it a look (btw ubisoft has a subscription that may be cheaper than buying a whole game that you might not really want to play)

[uramilf]

hiiii I wanted to request a smutty but ending fluffy (?) about Ross and reader’s honeymoon, I imagine somewhere like an island, maybe Mykonos, and they being extremely lovely, hot, you know honeymoon vibes

A/N: Thank you for your request love! sorry it took so fucking long but i have been so uninspired recently and it sucks!!! But I'm finally feeling motivated to write again!!

Warnings: Smut

You and Ross were heading off on your first holiday alone together; not a trip with the guys, not tour, just the two of you spending all week together on a sunny Greek island. You had been planning the trip for months, Ross coming up with all sorts of outings and activities for the two of you to do together. But, truth be told, the thing he was most excited for was having you all to himself for an entire week.

You glanced up at your boyfriend from across the balcony in your rented house. He was reading his book whilst smoking a cigarette, sunglasses on, hair falling loose around his tanned face. "Hey, Ross?" "Hm?" He removed his sunglasses, eyes gleaming in the sun. "Thanks for bringing me here. I love you." Ross took one last drag of his cigarette before laying it in the ashtray and closing his book. He opened his arms, saying "C'mere, my darling." You stood up and walked over to him, settling yourself on his lap. His arms snuck around your waist, holding you in tightly to his chest. "I love you too. And I love being here with you." He started to press kisses to every spot where the sun shone on you, every place where a strand of hair reflected the light. You pulled away to look at him. "You look so hot like this," you smiled, playing with a strand of his hair. "Like what?" Ross laughed and kissed you lightly on the lips. "Like, with your hair down, and your shirt open, all tanned. This is what I picture you looking like on our honeymoon." "Oh, you've been planning our honeymoon now? I think that would require us to be married, darling." "So you don't wanna marry me then?" you teased, kissing him again, biting his lower lip every so gently. "Fuck me, darling. There's nothing I want more."

Ross stood up suddenly, scooping you up in his arms and carrying you back through the balcony doors, dropping you straight onto the bed. You lay back and laughed as he pulled his shirt off and threw himself onto the bed beside you, kissing you hard. "By the way, if you cut your hair before our wedding I would call the whole thing off." "No chance, love. You like it, so it's here to stay."

With that he pressed his lips to yours again and rolled you over to lie on top of him, hands grasping at your t-shirt, practically begging you to take it off. You sat up, straddling him, discarding the shirt and letting his hands venture to the clasp of your bra. Ross breathed a sigh of contentment as you took it off, his rough, calloused hands grasping gently at your breast as you kissed him again. You started to unbuckle his belt, feeling him grow hard below your hands.

"Fuck, darling," Ross groaned, lifting his hips so you could pull his jeans and boxers down. He moaned into your mouth as you wrapped your hand around his cock and started to stroke him up and down. Before long you were sinking down onto him, making you both cry out in sync. Ross grasped your hips as you rode him, head thrown back against the pillow. You clenched around him as you climaxed, making him follow shortly after.

As you collapsed onto Ross's chest, he wrapped both arms around you. "I love you, darling. You're fuckin' perfect."

[almedas]

𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒚 - 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒂'𝒔 camera roll featuring 𝐩𝐚𝐱𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐚

photo album titled : hubby ♡

as much as sierra loves to pose for the camera and for him , she loves to be behind the camera too . call her sentimental . there's too many memories to count but here are some of her favorites . . .

𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝟏: 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒂𝒏, 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒓𝒌

she was initially upset about their three day old kitchen island meeting its demise . although paxton knew how to make amends - a cartier bracelet , designer shoes , and probably her favorite gift of all : a puppy ! golden like the sun , affectionate and playful . she reminds sierra so much of him . and she fits in their lives perfectly . she captures a cute moment between them , focusing on his lips . that's when she leans up and steals a kiss .

𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝟐: 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒔, 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒓𝒌

for his birthday , she surprised him with baseball tickets . it's truly a small token for everything that he has done for her . after they arrive , she reveals a custom jersey then announces that she pulled some strings for him to throw the first pitch . in her eyes , the only team that matters is theirs . but she's still cheering him on like a crazed fan because she'll always be his number one supporter . she had to snap a picture to remember the smile on his face .

𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝟑: 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒂𝒏, 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒓𝒌

this picture is a reminder of their two dollar bet . sierra wins the game of beer pong . . . yet the way he stares at her is better than a winner's high . she carefully brings up that night in october , finally ready to share what all of this means to her . she starts to reveal her true feelings only to be silenced with a kiss . their real first kiss . first of plenty . when he pulls away , a bright smile graces her lips , happy to know that he likes her back .

𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝟒: 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒍𝒚𝒏, 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒓𝒌

paxton is usually the prankster of the two . however , a celebratory dinner with close friends led to a frenzy of white cake and buttercream frosting after carelessly smashing his face into a cake . at first , she felt terrible . . . until she's met with boisterous laughter . she takes a photo despite being unable to control her own giggles . then she wipes some icing off his lips before giving him a kiss that tastes just as sweet if not sweeter .

𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝟓: 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒂𝒏, 𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒚

a photo that shows a glimpse of their honeymoon tour - paris , mykonos , milan . she has many from their trip but this one is very typical of paxton . silly , happy , handsome all the same . it's hard to believe where they started and how far they've come , and she wouldn't have it any other way . paxton is her home now . no matter where they are in the world .

𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝟔: 𝒏𝒂𝒑𝒂 𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒚, 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒂

they attended a mutual friend's wedding in california . it was a night full of dancing , drinking , and stupid fun . on the dance floor , she quickly takes a picture of him . selfishly , sierra couldn't wait for it to be their turn . she was counting down the days until she finally wears his last name . after all , sierra kimberly - mora has a nice ring to it .

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The Princess & the Football Player | Chapter 14

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"Welcome to Villa Farfalla" Roberta says when we get out of the car.

"Farfalla vendetta?" Mason chuckles.

"Everyone does that joke, you aren't being original" she replies, rolling her eyes. "It is called farfalla because that's the nickname my great-grandfather had for my great-grandmother. He built this place for her!"

"That's cute" Declan says.

"Should we start with the tour?" Roberta asks.

"After you" Mason says, taking her hand on his and kissing it, making her giggle.

"Are you ready for two weeks or hearing her giggle?" I ask Declan. Once we arrived home after the World Cup, we all decided to spend part of the summer holidays in Italy like Roberta had suggested, though only David and Sophie know that we are together. My parents think it is just Roberta and I, and the media believes that Mason and Declan are in Mykonos or Dubai like most of their teammates.

"I'm afraid we are gonna hear her do more than just giggle" Declan sighs. 

"Well, at least it is a big house" I laugh, linking my arm with his and following Roberta and Mason.

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"Morning."

"Good morning. Coffee?" Declan asks, his eyes slowly scanning my body.

"Yes, please" I say, trying to play it cool and leaning against the kitchen's countertop where he is making himself some breakfast, doing my best to ignore the fact that my temperature has gone a few degrees up just by the way he was looking at me.

"They also woke you up, didn't they?" he chuckles, his eyes still fixed on my body. Thank you for buying me these pyjamas, Sophie. 

"I didn't get to sleep until they finished."

"I had never heard him be so loud."

"Same with Roberta. It was as if they had the door and all the windows open."

"Maybe they did."

"Then thank God they closed at least the door when I walked past their room now. They were back at it."

"Really?" he laughs.

"Yep. They are like rabbits or something” I laugh. “Anyway, what are you eating?"

"Just a toast with some peach marmalade I found" he says. "Do you want a bite?"

"Are you sure it isn't out of date? Roberta said most things on the cupboards were from last summer."

"I didn't check" he shrugs, giving his toast a big bite.

"Declan!"

"Whot?" 

"First of all, manners. You do not speak with your mouth full of food. And second, what if you get sick? I came here to relax and have a good time, not to be your nurse."

"You probably are a great nurse" he smirks.

"I'm the least helpful person in the world if you are puking or bleeding, so I don't think so."

"Shame. Guess it'll have to be just roleplaying" he says, giving the toast another bite.

"Are you into that?" I ask, arching a brow.

"Never tried it. You?"

"Nope."

"Do you want to?"

"What are you suggesting, Mr. Rice?" I ask with a mischievous smile.

"Well..." he says, putting his toast down and licking his fingers very slowly, definitely knowing what he is doing. "I thought we could... You know. Become rabbits too."

"Declan!" I laugh.

"Don't you want to?" he asks, grabbing me by the waist and pushing me against the kitchen's countertop.

"Become a rabbit? Nope."

"And what about doing what rabbits do?" 

"Maybe..."

"Just maybe?" he says, trying to sound offended.

"I guess you'll have to convince me."

"Ok" he chuckles. "May I kiss you?"

"You don't have to ask every time you want to do it, you know?" I laugh.

"Yeah... But I still fear MI6 may show up out of nowhere."

"The bodyguards here are all Italian, you are safe."

"Oh, great. Now the mafia is involved."

"Declan!"

"I was just teasing" he smiles.

"Roberta is tired of hearing people make that bad joke when she tells them she is Italian, so now when someone mentions it, she says that everyone in Italy has an uncle that works for the mafia and that should watch out."

"I'll have to ask Gianlu if that's true, then."

"Scamacca? He's hot."

"Excuse me?" 

"I have eyes" I shrug. "And if you didn't exist, he could be my prince."

"Imagine him with a crown and his neck tattoos" Declan laughs.

"My mum would faint the moment she sees me with him. She hates tattoos."

"I don't have any."

"You don't?"

"Want to check for yourself?" he smirks.

"I thought you wanted to kiss me" I reply with a similar smile.

"We can do both things. First I can kiss you," Declan says, brushing his lips against mine. "And then we can check each other to see if we have tattoos."

"I don't have tattoos."

"That's what you say. May I kiss you?"

"Urgh, stop asking and just do it" I say, pulling him closer to me and kissing him, that electricity I've always felt when we touch or kiss going through my whole body once again. It is something I can't get enough of. I can't get enough of him. I need him. I want him. And he seems to feel the same, his kisses getting more intense, his hands moving all over my body, getting under my clothes.

"Fuck" I gasp when his thumb brushes over my nipple.

"So hard" he whispers, his eyes focused on mine while he touches me again.

"Look who is talking" I smirk.

"Your room or mine?"

"Yours is too close to Mason's."

"Then yours it is" he says, taking a step back and picking me up.

"Declan!" I laugh again. "What are you doing?"

"I'm carrying you upstairs" he says as he starts walking.

"Why?"

"Because if we walk together, we won't make it. We'll probably start kissing and end up fucking in the middle of the corridor, and that's something I don't enjoy when we aren't alone."

"Does that mean that you've done it before?"

"There are too many stairs at my place" he shrugs.

"Ok" I laugh.

The moment we walk into my room, we are kissing again, hands all over each other, clothes flying everywhere until we are completely naked.

"Is the door closed?" I ask between kisses.

"It is" Declan says, moving me towards the bed and slowly pulling me down until we both are laying on it, kissing again. 

But we are not rushing it. We are enjoying every kiss, every touch, laughing, smiling at each other. It feels...

"Perfect" I say, hugging Declan. "That was perfect."

"It was, wasn't it?" he says, kissing my head.

"I can't remember the last time I made love with someone."

"We... Made love?" he chuckles.

"Yes, we did" I say, turning my head to look at him and resting my chin on his chest. "Didn't you feel it? It wasn't just sex. There was something more, it was... Special."

"It did feel special" he says, putting a lock of hair behind my ear. "The perfect first time."

"The perfect first time" I repeat with a big smile. 

"And I'm glad it went like this, you know?" Declan says, now caressing my cheek. "I didn't want our first time together to be just sex. I wanted it to be special because you are special to me. You aren't like any of the other girls I've been with, and not just because of who you are" he smiles. 

"Aren't you cute?" I giggle.

"I am. I am very cute, and I also am very hungry. Should we go downstairs and grab something to eat? You didn't let me finish my toast, and it probably is lunch time already."

"Can't we cuddle for a bit longer? Just five minutes before we go back to the real world" I pout, hugging him again with both my arm and my leg.

"You mean before going back to those two rabbits we have for best friends."

"Exactly" I laugh. "Let it be just you and I in our perfect bubble for a bit longer."

"Ok. Just the two of us" he replies, hugging me tighter.

[shit-talk-turner]

Warning. Rant ahead: As a creative person seeing her story reshare, I can’t help but only hear screams privilege and it makes me disappointed in her even more….

The same thing she hates is eveything she’s become and has been. Her “career” was a generic start on a generic show meant to find the next “star”, aka a money making machine. Those idol shows or voice shows run on ratings. That’s why Kelly Clarkson cut ties after she paid her dues and her music went from generic shit to her own.

Louise is the girl who does nothing but mooches off her her latest hobby of choice. Her “music” is a hobby not a career because god knows any ounce of criticism would send her packing to a month in Mykonos with Alex’s card. A real artist isn’t an artist by association. To be fair, an artist can get more famous by association (Tom had his own band before he started touring with AM), but the point here is even if they don’t get famous they will still create. She has held onto one song and did nothing with it. Her boyfriend is a key and she can’t use it. And he won’t help her beyond making an aesthetic video and put her in one. He gets it. It’s a hobby for her. Even Miles went on before and after and in between Alex and TLSP. Mind you his success in large comparison isn’t that successful but it’s not a failure either.

anyone who has been watching her stories sees she posts the same page yearly as if to show she’s working. And then Amanda and Carel posted it different videos 2 years apart and she was playing the same 4 notes. I can see her using this as an excuse to not make anything. She went from zero to retired without putting any work in. It’s SO SHAMEFUL AS A DIE HARD fan of a man who writes incredible music to know she is still around mooching. Alex get it together. It’s also really annoying for me and many like me struggling with our creative careers and taking on jobs that pay next to nothing watch someone just use their privilege.

for real. It’s so ridiculous. She has no musical output for years because streaming doesn’t pay enough? Come on. She’s a failed reality show contestant. Bring out the tiny violins.