#Weather in Santorini

[mushfiqur]

Santorini in October: Unleash the Hidden Charms

Santorini in October is like uncovering a hidden gem; the crowds have dispersed, the weather is still delightful, and the island retains its charm without the bustling chaos of the peak tourist season.

Weather in Santorini in October

The temperatures in October hover around the comfortable mid-70s°F (24°C), providing a perfect climate for exploration without the scorching summer heat. Rainfall is minimal, and humidity levels are moderate, ensuring an enjoyable and pleasant experience.

Benefits of Visiting Santorini in October

Less Crowded Tourist Attractions

With summer vacationers long gone, iconic sites like Oia and Fira are more accessible, allowing visitors to savor the beauty of Santorini without jostling through crowds.

Lower Accommodation Costs

October brings reduced accommodation costs as demand decreases. Travelers can enjoy luxurious stays or cozy retreats at a fraction of the price.

Pleasant Weather for Outdoor Activities

The crisp autumn air provides an ideal environment for outdoor activities like hiking, exploring archaeological sites, or simply strolling along the captivating beaches.

Festivals and Events

October hosts a variety of local festivals and events. Embrace the island's culture by attending traditional celebrations, music events, and art exhibitions. Stay tuned to our various post websites to read more such informative blogs.

Exploring the Caldera

Sunset Views and Photography Opportunities

The renowned Santorini sunset becomes even more magical in October, with fewer spectators. Capture breathtaking moments without the usual hustle for the perfect spot.

Boat Tours and Excursions

Explore the Caldera via boat tours, offering a unique perspective of the island's rugged beauty. October's calm seas enhance the experience.

Local Cuisine in October

Indulge in Santorini's culinary delights with seasonal dishes like fresh seafood, accompanied by local wines. Quaint tavernas and upscale restaurants offer unforgettable dining experiences.

Accommodation Options

Affordable Options During the Shoulder Season

Budget-conscious travelers can take advantage of reduced rates at hotels and guesthouses, enjoying quality accommodations without breaking the bank.

Luxurious Stays with Potential Discounts

Luxury seekers can relish opulent stays at renowned resorts, often offering special promotions during October to entice visitors.

Transportation Tips

Navigating Santorini is a breeze in October. Public transportation and car rentals provide convenient options for exploring the island's diverse landscapes.

Activities for Different Tastes

Whether you seek adventure or relaxation, Santorini in October caters to all preferences. From thrilling water sports to tranquil spa retreats, the options are abundant.

Unique October Experiences

Embrace the harvest season with local activities like grape stomping and olive picking. Immerse yourself in the island's rich traditions and customs.

Photography Opportunities

Capture the essence of Santorini with photography at its best. Discover scenic spots and receive tips for creating stunning visual memories.

Local Art and Souvenirs

Explore charming art galleries and souvenir shops, where local artists showcase their talent. Find unique keepsakes to commemorate your October visit.

Safety and Travel Tips

Stay informed about health and safety guidelines, ensuring a worry-free vacation. Receive general travel advice to enhance your October Santorini experience.

Popular Myths about Visiting Santorini in October

Dispelling common misconceptions about October visits. Real experiences from travelers debunk popular myths, revealing the true allure of this autumn paradise.

Conclusion

In conclusion, Santorini in October is a unique and enchanting experience. With favorable weather, fewer crowds, and a myriad of activities, this hidden gem surpasses expectations.

[piastri-lover]

only her; lando norris

summary: in which you and your boyfriend go on holiday together, but the only pictures he seems to share are of you

pairing: lando norris x reader

authors note: this is my first one of these but i keep seeing other people's so i really wanted to try!! please send in any requests u have and i'll try and do them asap!!

INSTAGRAM

yourusername 📍santorini, greece

tagged: landonorris liked by pierregasly, landonorris and 1328947 others yourusername honey, honey, how he thrills me x view comments

-

user1 im so fucking jealous of her -user2 why shes just an attention seeking whore --user1 bitch who are u to talk

carlossainz55 why does he looks so goofy in the water? -yourusername who taught u the word goofy lol --carlossainz55 lando :))

landonorris prettiest boy ever (and ig shes kinda cute too) -yourusername think hes kinda mid icl

landonorris love u baby x -yourusername ig i love u too --landonorris i take it back ---user3 i want what they have

user4 im sorry but why does she literally have the perfect body liked by landonorris -user4 ahh lando liked

user5 does no one else think they're only together bc she's a golddigger and he likes her body -user6 i do always feel like there's no chemistry --user7 its their relationship why do u care??

~~~

landonorris 📍santorini, greece

tagged: yourusername liked by pierregasly, carlossainz55 and 5927462 others landonorris her.view comments

-

carlossainz55 u were on holiday for 2 weeks and u only have pictures of ur gf -landonorris only ones worth posting

user8 carlos is saying what we're all thinking -user9 can't believe she's manipulated lando like this --user10 bitch u better be joking

yourusername we went to 4 diff islands and they're the only photos u have -landonorris i can post the one of u after that night in mykonos --yourusername nvm these are great

yourusername don't know who that guy is but i LOVE his hands -user11 omg she's so real for that

TWITTER

-

INSTAGRAM

landonorris

tagged: yourusername liked by pierregasly, oscarpiastri and 3183640 others landonorris thanks for 100k likes on twt, i think she looks as pretty as ever xx view comments

-

user12 how does she still look so good -user13 fr like i don't even know why she made such a big deal out of it --user14 attention seeking i bet

yourusername i hate u -landonorris love u 2 baby xx

oscarpiastri did u take any other photos in greece -landonorris wdym i've only posted the prettiest views --oscarpiastri smooth

user15 i wish i was her -user16 i wish i was lando so i could just stare at her all day

georgerussell63 lando's giggling at all the comments about how pretty y/n is -landonorris fuck off no i'm not --yourusername i wish u were that's kinda hot ---landonorris i 100% was

~~~

yourusername 📍greece

liked by landonorris, alexalbon and 793583 others yourusername bc lando refuses to share photos from holiday... view comments

-

user17 yk they were staying in the best hotels -user18 joys of dating an f1 driver

user19 ik that lando was just the most romantic on this trip liked by yourusername

landonorris these photos are mid compared to the ones on my page -yourusername ur mid compared to me --user20 facts liked by landonorris

landonorris am i right in saying the third photo is before u fell over and grazed ur knee -yourusername fuck offffff --landonorris love u bitch

user21 i want what they have -user22 witty banter in comment sections?? --user21 no lol good looks

~~~

~~~

landonorris replied to your story:

landonorris look so good baby xx

yourusername thank u my love missing greece so much

landonorris yeah me too

yourusername the food the music the hot weather the views

landonorris looking at u everyday

yourusername oh shut up

landonorris never ;) see u on friday x

yourusername yeah love u ig

landonorris i kinda love u as well

~~~

landonorris 📍santorini, greece

tagged: yourusername liked by pierregasly, yourusername and 4193759 others landonorris missing her hours x view comments

-

user23 okay i do kinda see why he likes her she's stunning -user24 i don't know how lando norris of all people pulled her --user25 she's everything and he's just ken

maxfewtrell @/yourusername pls come get ur man he hasn't shut up about u since he got home -yourusername don't tell him but i do kinda miss him --landonorris i fucking knew it ---yourusername nvm im over it

yourusername ik u took other photos post them bitch -landonorris these the only pretty ones --yourusername idk how someone is so cute and infuriating at the same time

user26 at this point i'm not even convinced lando went on holiday i think he just took photos of y/n liked by landonorris

user27 she's stunning

user28 lando dump y/n and pick me instead -yourusername @/landonorris u heard them --landonorris sorry baby but the people have spoken ---yourusername @/user28 hope ur ready to deal with his snoring lol ----landonorris Y/N FUCK OFF!!

[sterekfests]

Welcome to our Summer round of Sterek Fests! Sterek Summer Fest will run from May 28th - August 5th in celebration of Summer, whether you’re getting out for school at the end of the school year and have two months to travel, or love the heat and spending it locally with your pack, enjoying a staycation. There’s a little something for everyone!

Check out our Rules and FAQs. 

We also have a Discord you can join that has events running such as @sterekbingo and @sterekweekly.

How to Participate:

Participating in Sterek Summer Fest is easy and stress-free! This is a no-commitment fest where you can participate as little or as much as you want. Participate in one week and none of the others if you so fancy, or participate in all of them!

We have an AO3 Collection for you to post all of your creations in! 

This fest is open to both Fic and Art, so create to your heart's content!

How to post:

You can post your creations to any website that you want, as long as they are viewable to the public, whether that’s Tumblr, LiveJournal, DreamWidth, or our AO3 Collection.

@sterekfests so we see your creations to reblog them.

Use the tags #sterekfestssummer2023, and #sterekfests for generic tags.

For weekly tags: #sterekfestsbreak, #sterekfestscoastal, #sterekfestsstay, #sterekfestscamp, #sterekfeststent, #sterekfestslake, #sterekfestsroad, #sterekfestseuro, #sterekfestsisland, #sterekfestsBTS

Late Posting:

Late posting is always welcomed! The collection will stay open for late submissions.

If you have any questions, feel free to send us an ask!

- Liam (@sterekbros) & Dori (@evanesdust) 

Keep reading to see all the awesome theme weeks ahead!

May 28-June 3: School is out for the summer!  

School is out for the summer! It's time to relax, have fun, and enjoy the warm weather. Are Stiles and Derek looking forward to swimming, surfing, visiting friends, or just taking some time off? No matter what they do, it’s sure to be a summer to remember. 

June 4-10: Coastal Celebration

What better way to celebrate the summer than hitting the beach? Are Stiles and Derek watching the sunset in Santorini, Greece? Swimming in the clear waters of Hawaii? Maybe they’re taking a pack trip or sailing around the world together for the summer. Take us on their coastal celebration!

June 11-17: Staycation

It’s summertime in Beacon Hills! From the bowling alley to the indoor ice rink, there are a lot of fun places to hang out and explore. Will Stiles and Derek dance the night away at one of the local clubs? Or maybe they spend their time walking through the preserve, taking in all nature has to give. Who knows! It’s up to you to decide how Stiles and Derek spend their staycation.

June 18-24: Camping Anywhere

Stiles and Derek are going on a camping trip! Are they going to a National Park? Hiding out in the preserve in a den? Sleeping in the Jeep because the rain flooded them out of their undisclosed campsite? Maybe they’re taking a pack trip during the full moon to run under the moonlight together, hunting deer while Stiles and Derek renew their mating bond. Only you can tell us where their camping adventure will take us! 

June 25-July 1: Tented Elegance

It’s that time of the year when fabulous parties happen in large, elegant tents! Maybe Stiles and Derek are having a summer wedding on their property at the rebuilt Hale house, renewing their vows; or they’re having a pack get-together escaping the heat in style. Wherever they decide to spend their time, it’s under a large, elegant tent! Take us on their adventure this summer!

July 2-8: Luxe Lakeside

It’s time to hit the lake! Lydia Martin is known to throw the best parties at her lakehouse! But this one is going to last all summer. Is it pack party time? Or are Derek and Stiles alone at the lakehouse after everyone left the party? Maybe Stiles borrowed the key from Lydia and there is no party, so the mated couple is getting away and spending time alone. Or they’re taking a trip out of town to visit a lakehouse in a beautiful secluded place that is owned by Derek’s family. Only your imagination can tell us! 

July 9-15: Road Trip to Anywhere

Pack your bags for a road trip to anywhere! Stiles and Derek are getting the heck out of Beacon Hills this summer. Pick a destination, whether by Camaro or Jeep and show us their journey! Are they going to a state or national park? Visiting the hot springs in Yellowstone? Hitting all the cheesy roadside attractions with no destination in mind? Only you can show us! 

July 16-22: Backpacking Europe

Grab your backpack and your passports! Stiles and Derek are trekking across Europe this summer! Croatia, Hungary, Ireland, France, Spain, Portugal, Belgium, Germany, Greece… there are so many beautiful places the boys can visit this summer! Take us on your fantasy trip, or give us some insight if you live or have visited European destinations! 

July 23-29: Island Getaway 

Stiles and Derek are heading to an island getaway! It sounds like a great time to visit Cancun for the first time. Jamaica, The Bahamas, Puerto Rico, Barbados, Cuba, Honduras, the British Virgin Islands, Bora Bora, Fiji, Greece, Italy… There are so many places to visit, laying on a beach, catching some sun! What are Derek and Stiles doing on their island getaway? Are they on their honeymoon? Taking a pack trip? Take us away to their island getaway!

July 30-August 5: Back to School

Summer is over and it’s time to head back to school! Are Stiles and Derek the same age and in high school together? Are they attending the same university? Maybe they’re pledging the same fraternity or they’re freshman roommates away for the first time at school. Maybe they met at summer camp and have to leave since summer is over and find out they don't live that far from each other. After all, it’s a small world! Take us back to school with Stiles and Derek!

@thebigbangblogproject @teenwolffandomevents @sterekevents

[sunshinemoonsposts]

Wedding in Greece !

Thank you for the support!♥️, hope u like this one as well. Do like and repost ,if u find it nice!

Word count- 1157.

In the beautiful island of Santorini, Greece, the sun painted the sky with hues of pink and orange as the beautiful destination wedding of Harry Styles and Y/N unfolded. . It was a dream come true for the couple, who had grown up together, weathered life's storms, and finally found their way back to each other, ready to embark on a new chapter as husband and wife. The iconic white-washed buildings perched on the cliffs providing a stunning backdrop for their special day.

As the intimate gathering of family and close friends gathered at a luxurious villa overlooking the sea, anticipation filled the air. The guests found their seats,they were greeted with the fragrance of blooming bougainvillea and the soft melody of harp music floating through the air. The atmosphere was filled with anticipation and love, as everyone eagerly awaited the moment when Harry and Y/N would exchange their vows.

Y/N looked resplendent in a timeless and elegant ivory gown, adorned with delicate lace and intricate embroidery that shimmered in the sunlight.

Her heart pounded with excitement and nerves, but she knew that walking down the aisle towards Harry, her best friend turned soulmate, was a dream come true.

Meanwhile, Harry looked every bit the dashing groom in a tailored black tuxedo, a simple white rose boutonniere adding a touch of sophistication. As he stood at the altar, his heart beat with excitement and nerves, knowing that he was about to marry the love of his life.

The gentle strumming of a guitar signaled the start of the ceremony, and Y/N took a deep breath before taking her first step. She emerged from behind the arch, her eyes locked with Harry's.

As she walked towards him, the memories of their journey together flashed before her eyes - the laughter, the shared dreams, the unwavering support - all leading to this moment where their love would be forever sealed.

Harry's heart swelled with emotion as he watched Y/N approach him. Her smile was pure and infectious, just like the day they had met as children. It was a smile that had brightened his life through every challenge they faced together.

Finally reaching the altar, Y/N's father lovingly placed her hand in Harry's. The couple exchanged a tender look, their eyes reflecting the love and excitement that they felt for one another.

The ceremony began the atmosphere was charged with emotion. The soft sound of waves crashing against the cliff below created a soothing backdrop as Harry and Y/N exchanged heartfelt vows, promising to cherish and support each other through all of life's joys and challenges.

"I promise to stand by your side through the highs and the lows," Harry vowed, his voice filled with sincerity. "To love you unconditionally, to cherish every moment with you, and to be your partner in every adventure life brings , and to make you laugh every day for the rest of our lives."

Y/N's voice trembled with emotion as she looked into his eyes. "You have been my best friend, my rock, and my constant source of love and support since we were kids. Today, I stand here in front of our loved ones, promising to love you with all my heart, for all the days of my life. I promise to be your constant, your biggest fan, and your home. I promise to love you fiercely and to hold your hand through every twist and turn. I am forever yours, Harry."

As the officiant declared them husband and wife,The newlyweds shared a passionate kiss, sealing their vows with a moment of pure love.

The audience erupted into applause and cheers, the joyous celebration of love echoing across the island.

As the newlyweds and their guests moved to the reception venue, the festivities truly began. The setting was nothing short of magical, with long tables adorned with olive branches, flickering candles, and floral arrangements in soft hues of pink and white. The warm Mediterranean breeze carried the scent of delicious Greek cuisine, tantalizing the senses.

Beautifully decorated reception area overlooking the sea.

Underneath a canopy adorned with fairy lights and flowers, Harry and Y/N shared their first dance. The world seemed to fade away as they swayed to the music, wrapped in each other's arms. It was a dance that spoke volumes of the love they shared, a love that had grown from childhood friendship into an unbreakable bond.

The evening was filled with laughter, music, and dancing.

Harry took to the stage with his bandmates, performing a heartfelt song he had written for Y/N, leaving not a single dry eye in the audience. It was a moment of pure magic, a testament to their deep and abiding love for each other.

Throughout the night, heartfelt toasts were made, memories were shared, and laughter filled the air. Friends from their childhood, family members, and fellow musicians all raised a glass to the couple, celebrating the love that had brought them together and the journey that lay ahead.

Amidst the festivities, Harry and Y/N stole precious moments together, retreating to the terrace to gaze at the star-filled sky. They reflected on their journey, grateful for every twist and turn that had led them to this beautiful moment.

"We did it," Y/N whispered, her head resting on Harry's shoulder.

He chuckled softly, his arms wrapped protectively around her. "We did, my love. And I couldn't have asked for a better partner to share this journey with."

"It's been quite a journey, hasn't it?" Y/N said, her voice filled with contentment.

Harry smiled, pulling her close. "It truly has, but every moment led us here. To this day, to this place, to this love."

In that moment, they both knew that they were meant to be. Their love was a force of nature, enduring and ever-growing, just like the ocean that stretched out before them.

And there, under the starlit sky, they danced to a melody that only they could hear, a dance of two souls entwined in love, a love that had stood the test of time and would continue to grow and flourish for all the years to come.

As the night drew to a close, the couple said their farewells to their loved ones, feeling the overwhelming warmth of the love and support that surrounded them. With the promise of a lifetime of love and happiness ahead, Harry and Y/N set off on a new adventure, hand in hand, hearts entwined, and a love that would last a lifetime.

In the end, it wasn't just a wedding in Greece; it was the celebration of a love that had spanned a lifetime, a love that had been there from the beginning and would be there until the end. Harry Styles and Y/N had found their forever in each other, and in that moment, they knew that the rest of their lives would be an extraordinary journey of love and happiness, hand in hand, heart in heart, forevermore.

[illicitlimerence-writes]

a man after midnight | p. gasly

pairing: pierre gasly x reader word count: 2.7k words request: nope. prompt: ice-cold cocktails + staying up till sunrise from this prompt list. warnings: not actual smut but like allutions to it, a loooot of abba and mamma mia! references (can you guess what i watched while writing this for inspo?) really really recommend listening to 'voulez-vous' and 'gimme! gimme! gimme!' whilst reading this lolol since this was inspired by the horniest songs in mamma mia (if this does well maybe 'lay all your love on me' could be a part 2 a/n: happy september first! happy return to hogwarts! august really slipped away into a moment in time. we have one summer fic left! (yes, i know summer is almost over buuuuuut, we’re about to enter seasonal depression and i feel like we all (me) need a little more fics about sunny days at the beach. (btw, after i’m done with the summer of love event i will focus all my energy into sorting out my masterlist) also! to all my french readers or ppl whose first language is french, the last sentence won't make much sense for y'all! sorry! (i mean, maybe? kinda? but like not in the way i meant it)

my masterlist / summer of love masterlist

greece had been a dream. you’d been planning for that trip for so long, it had always been a dream of yours to visit a place with such rich history and a lot of views that seemed straight out of a movie. 

the first week had been dedicated to tourists attractions, athens, santorini, and finally, mykonos.

you decided to spend the last week of your trip there to wind down from the hectic and tiresome previous days. everything was perfect, the weather, the people, the food. one thing you still had to try out were the nightclubs.

you’d been sitting in your hotel, half past twelve, watching re-runs of a tv show. you had your window opened, the summer breeze was just cold enough to make the heat bearable. you’d been exploring the city early that day, and it had left you quite exhausted. once you got enough from the show you were barely paying attention to, you stood up, walking to the window and seeing the dark of the streets out. as you looked to the side, you saw colored lights, and through the distance, heard music playing. and it was like a lightbult went on over your head, like your prayers had been answered.

why were you all alone in your hotel when you could be enjoying a night out? even if it was past midnight, you were sure that the clubs in mykonos would welcome a tourist in need of fun, and you were sure you wouldn’t be the only one there.

you wore a black dress, one that hugged your body perfectly and made your confidence go sky high. your matching black heels clicked against the cobblestone streets as you made your way to a club, neon lights illuminated the dance floor, and the music playing wasn’t like the obnoxious booming the other clubs played.

you decided to go for it, if this place wasn’t to your liking there were many more options to go instead. after going through the bouncer, you smiled in relief. it was way past 1am, but there were not too many people, most of them were girls in big groups, and the guys there seemed decent at first glance. 

you approached the bar and asked for a light, fruity cocktail to get started. you smiled in thanks once the bartender handed it to you, you brought it up to your lips, wincing a little as you swallowed the ice-cold drink. it was good, though, and it brought a smile to your lips as it helped fight the heat. so far, so good.

you walked to the dance floor, keeping to your spot as you swayed to the beat. it felt nice to let loose every once in a while. you drank some more, with less than a half still on your glass. you decided to save the rest for later, wanting to avoid the hassle of returning to the bar. you wanted to focus on enjoying the night, and the people welcoming you to the dance floor.

your eyes met clear blue ones, on the other side of the club. you smiled at him, and kept dancing as you looked somewhere else. a group of girls to your right invited you to join them, you agreed, walking a few steps towards them. after a few minutes of dancing, one of them grabbed your arm and twirled you around. you laughed, feeling eyes on you once she let go of you. you looked back, seeing the same guy still looking over at you. he was talking to, who you assumed, were his friends, but every few seconds his eyes and attention drifted away from the conversation, traveling to you. 

you smiled, turning your back to him. in the dark of the club, with colored neon lights, he looked hot. 

you downed the rest of your drink, excusing yourself from the group and walking to the bar. 

“another one, please. ice-cold, just like the last one,” you asked the bartender, who nodded and started preparing your cocktail. you turned around, leaning your back against the counter, scanning the room for nothing in particular. 

“this one’s on me,” you heard, turning your head to the side, you came face to face with the guy you’d spotted minutes earlier. 

“oh, it’s okay, thanks,” you said, shaking your hand.

"please, it's just a drink," he insisted, "how about an exchange?" he asked, you raised an eyebrow.

"and what would you like in return?"

"how about your name?" he lifted a corner of his lips, his answer made you chuckle.

*smooth," you nodded your head, thanking the bartender. "(y/n)," 

“i’m pierre,” he said with a gleam in his eye.

“nice to meet you,” you said, standing on your tiptoes to reach his ear, so he could hear you over the loud music.

“it’s your first time here?” he asked, moving so he was in front of you, his breath hitting the skin of your ear and neck. you nodded, giving him a small smile. “what do you think?”

“it’s beautiful,” you couldn’t stop the sigh that left your lips as you thought about this place that took your breath away when you thought about it, “do you live here?” you asked.

“no, i’m here on holiday too. i’m from france,” your eyes widened, a hot french guy in greece. 

“i’ve been wanting to go there as well! but since i was little it’s been a dream of mine to come here,” you bit your lip as you looked into his clear eyes. “i don’t think i want to leave,” you admitted, laughing. pierre nodded.

“i come back here every chance i get. besides home i’d say this is my favorite place,”

“i haven’t left and i already want to come back,” you sighed, closing your eyes as you took a sip from the cold drink. “it exceeded all of my expectations. the movies don’t compare to the real thing.”

“let me guess,” he started, a smile on his face, “mamma mia?” he raised his eyebrows as his expression turned playful.

“guilty,” you nodded, “it’s one of my favorites.” you bit your lip, shrugging.

“it’s a good movie,” he lifted a shoulder, smiling. “do you want to dance?”

“with you?” 

“i’m a pretty good dance partner,” he smiled wide, your eyes instinctively drifting down to his lips.

“maybe some other time,” you declined politely, “i’m quite tired,”

“just one song, please?” pierre placed a hand on your arm, “you won’t regret it,”

“i don’t like this one,” you shook your head, aware that you were playing hard to get.

a lightbulb seemed to go on over his head, his eyes widened a little as a smile settled on his face.

“stay here,” he told you, and walked away, you lost sight of him once he mixed with the crowd of people dancing. you stayed there by the bar, enjoying the last of your drink. you paid for both of them, since it had been a few minutes and pierre still hadn’t returned.

you decided to go back to your hotel, stepping down the few steps leading to the bar. your head perked up once you heard a familiar song begin. the people on the dance floor recognized it as well, since they started cheering and dancing to the beat. you turned to the dj, to the guy next to him, who stared at you with a smirk on his face.

a song from ‘mamma mia!’ playing in greece. how predictable.

you laughed, shaking your head as pierre made his way to you. he offered his hand, a smirk on his face.

“you can’t tell me you don’t like this song,” he had a gorgeous shine in his eyes, that popped up against the white shirt he wore. the first three buttons were undone, letting you see a good portion of his chest, a golden chain reflecting with the lights.

“fine,” you gave in, letting him guide you to the middle of the dance floor, as you walked, grinning, you couldn’t help but think how fitting the words of the song he chose were to your situation. 

now is all we get. nothing promised, no regrets.

“voulez-vous?” you heard his voice in your ear as he twirled you around, keeping your back pressed against his chest. you chuckled, feeling a chill running down your back. you decided to play along this game, moving your hips side to side, placing your hands on top of his, drifting them down your body, settling them on your waist. he held on tighter, throwing caution to the wind and placing a kiss to your neck. 

you turned around, throwing your hands around his neck, fingers curling on his golden hair. 

“i know what you think. ‘that girl means business so i’ll offer her a drink. looking mighty proud, i see you leave your table, pushing through the crowd,” you sang, pushing your body closer to his, as he couldn’t help but smile, aware of the accuracy of the words. 

when you first landed in greece, the last thing you expected to do was dance with an attractive frenchman, who held you both delicately and posessively, who asked the dj to play a song from your favorite movie only to dance with you. 

maybe it was the lights, the drinks you’d had, the suggestiveness of the song, that gave you the courage to raise to your tiptoes and place a quick kiss to his lips. 

it took him by surprise, at first, but amusement filled his face as you moved your hands to grab his face, singing the next verse with your lips touching his.

“ain’t no big decision. you know what to do. la question c’est ‘voulez-vous?’,” you raised an eyebrow, almost daring him to make the next move. it felt like the rest of the club had blurred away, and it was only you and pierre, it didn’t matter that you two only met each other minutes ago.

it’s like the song said. nothing promised. no regrets.

his lips on yours felt like being lit on fire. it was hot and messy, full of need and curiosity. 

just one night. one night of being careless, of losing fear and daring to step out of your comfort zone, to experience something new. something without promises, without regrets and what ifs. 

“do you want to?” he translated it for you, his breathing was heavy and hard as he leaned back, one of his hands was holding the back of your head, something you missed as he kissed you.

the song encouraged you. take it now or leave it. now is all we get.

when else will you get a chance like this?

you answered by pressing your lips against his, your hand finding his as you walked back, leading him out of the club.

-

throwing your head back in ecstasy, a smile formed on your face as you felt pierre’s lips on your neck, placing quick kisses, combined with soft bites all over your skin. you were both breathing hard, trying to catch your breaths after three intense hours of exploring each other. 

everything ached. you dropped down on top of him, your breasts pressed against his chest as exhaustion took over your body. he circled your waist with an arm, turning you over so your back now rested against the mattress and pillows. 

“any regrets?” he asked, leaning his weight on his elbow as he stared at you.

“no, nothing.” you shook your head, a blissful look on your face as you bit your lip, thinking about the past few hours.

“good.” he said, leaning in to kiss your cheek. he moved back, leaving the bed. you took advantage of the view, not believing the amazing times you would’ve missed had you not agreed to go with pierre. “the sun is rising,” he said, bringing you out of your thoughts. you turned to him just in time to see him pulling his boxers up.

“no way,” you made a sound that was a mix of a gasp and a chuckle, “it’s 5:30am,” you looked down at your phone, “no wonder everything hurts,” you dropped your head down on the pillows, feeling the bed dip as pierre sat on it, you felt his face against yours a second later.

“i hurt you? you should’ve told me, i-”

“no, no,” you placed a hand on his chest, “you didn’t hurt me, it’s just… it’s been way too long since i, you know. and for so long, as well,” you reassured him, watching the way his face changed from worry to pride. “stop,” you placed a hand on his face, laughing as he grabbed it and pressed kisses all over it. 

“it has been a true pleasure, honestly,” his voice somehow got lower, huskier. 

“i can say the same thing,” you laughed as he dipped his head down to kiss your neck, throughout the night you’d noticed that he really liked that spot, and you were sure that the skin there was tender and most likely, red or bruised. not that you minded. the sun sneaked in through the windows of pierre’s hotel room, and you realized that was still something you hadn’t checked off your greece bucketlist. “i want to see the sunrise,” you said, your hands on pierre’s shoulders. he looked back, seeing the scenery through the window, and when he looked back at you he pressed your body against his, your legs around his waist instinctively, and carried you out to the balcony. bedsheets around you and everything. “wait,” you laughed, wrapping your arms around his neck, but he didn’t stop, he sat on the floor with you on his lap.

“ma belle wanted to see the sunrise, and that’s what we’ll do,” he smiled, proud of himself. you couldn’t hold back a grin, so you leaned your head against his shoulder, seeing the sky change colors, your head moved up and down to the beat of pierre’s steady breathing. “i had a great time last night,” he said after a few minutes of silence. your lips curled up as you lifted your head.

“me too. i mean, if it wasn’t obvious,” you chuckled, feeling heat rushing to your cheeks. “i’d never done something like this before,” you confessed.

“what?”

“a holiday hookup,” you looked at the sky, watching as it settled into a golden daylight. the sky turning its usual shade of bright blue. 

“ah,” he laughed, “and what did you think?”

“i think you’ve ruined it for any other guys in the future,” you chuckled.

“well, that’s a confidence boost,” he leaned his head back against the wall, a cocky grin on his face.

“like you need it,” you joked, “i think i should get going,” you said, but made no attempts to actually get up.

“will i see you again?”

“maybe.”

“maybe?” he asked, his hand playing with the skin of your back, trailing his fingers up and down.

“i haven’t left yet and you already want to meet me again?”

“yes. today, and tomorrow, and the day after that. i liked you. and i liked… what we did all night.” was he blushing? you swore you saw a pink tint on his cheeks. “and if that’s okay with you, i’d like to use the time we have here to get to know you better.”

you were left speechless for a few seconds, but the sincerity in his voice calmed your fears.

“don’t go sharing your devotion,” you leaned forward, brushing your lips over his. “tonight. same place. midnight.”

“okay. yes, perfect.” his eyes widened a little in excitement. “i will be there.”

“good.” you nodded, “i don’t have anything planned for today,” you raised an eyebrow, hoping he’d understand what you were trying to say. the way his eyes shifted from happiness to… want told you everything.

“you’re gonna love the bathtub, i think it’s big enough to fit us both,” he declared, standing up with you in his arms, walking you to the bathroom. he tossed the bedsheets to the side once he reached the door. “voulez-vous?” he asked again, you only nodded in reply.

since that night, you couldn’t listen to the song without thinking about pierre. and your friends and family couldn’t quite decipher why you came back home speaking more french than greek. 

-

@idkiwantchocolatee @yeolsbubbles @spideyanakin

[yelenasdiary]

hii! i have a request for florence pugh hehe

so basically florence & reader have been dating for a 2 years and a half now and theyre convinced theyre soulmates.

readers already met flos family and they ADORE her, shes really close friends with both raffie and toby, arabella also loves her, and her parents arent anything different, they absolutely love her too and reader even cooks a lot with clint because she loves cooking and shes really good at it so they share tips & cook together for the family. her mother, deb, admires reader a lot and wants her to marry florence (and the whole family wants it too)

florences been thinking about proposing for a really long time, so she took the perfect opportunity and planned on doing so in their family vacacion in greece.

on one of the days the whole family had different plans, toby went to mykonos for the day with her girlfriend, deb and clint also went but they went different ways and raffie went with arabella to milos. so there was only florence and reader left, so florence decided this was the perfect chance for proposing, she took reader to a gorgeous restaurant in santorini called 'amente restaurant' where they saw the most breathtaking sunset youd ever seen.

when they finished dinner, she took reader to a gorgeous spot where you could see the views and proposed.

OKAY THIS IS SO LONG IM SO SORRY I GOT EXCITED

i know this is almost like a fic but could you make it longer and also improve the part where florence proposes and make it so cute and idk fluff

Parádeisos (Paradise)

Pairing: Florence Pugh x Reader 

Summary: A family trip to Greece leads to a life changing question. 

| Fluff | 2.3K | Mentions of drinking

AC: I love this idea & thank you so much for sending a very detailed request! This helps a lot more than you think!! I hope you enjoy this xx

The weather was almost a little too perfect in Greece, not that you or anybody else were complaining. The sun kissed your skin just right, the breeze was refreshing and of course, the views were breath-taking. Florence, yourself, and her family decided to take a family trip to the family’s go-to place for some must needed family time. Florence was about to start going some press tours for her soon to be released movie as well as doing other things her job required so you were going to soak up this time as much as you could. 

Since the Pugh family visit here often it was no surprise that they ended up buy a holiday house. When you first started dating Florence 2 and a half years ago, she kept saying how much she wanted to take you to Greece with the family and show you around, show you all her favourite restaurants and cafés, show you the beautiful beaches and her favourite places to watch the sun set. You still remember the first time you joined the loud and loving family on their visit, Raffie was just as excited as Florence was, maybe even an inch more. 

You’ve always gotten along extremely well with Florence’s family. At Christmas when you’d join Flo in Oxford, she’d find you in the kitchen with Clint giving him an extra pair of hands with dinner. This was no surprise to her, even though she also loved help her father, she also loved enjoying a few naughty cocktails with Raffie and Arabella. Toby would also join them with his favourite drink. You learnt a lot from Clint whenever you were both in the kitchen together, you loved to cook and often would be cooking alongside Flo back in LA. Clint would show you different things that you didn’t know as well as giving you a few tips, some you’d already knew because of Florence but you didn’t tell him that. He was always so happy to show you new things and always joked about kicking Flo out of the kitchen just to let you cook by yourself so he could see what you’ve learnt. 

It was safe to say the family loved you just as much as you loved them. They always welcomed you with open arms, Gran holding you extra tight just to show you her appreciation for making her granddaughter the happiest she’s been. Deb ways always open about calling you her future daughter in law and would introduce you to other family members and family friends as “This is Y/n, my daughter in law” or “This is Y/n, Florence’s wife” even though the two of you weren’t engaged or married, although it was usually spoken about late at night. 

The family vacation to Greece was booked for two weeks, the first week was mostly window shopping, trips to the beaches, cafés for lunch and hanging out at different restaurants for dinner along with plenty of social drinking. Florence wasn’t shy when showing you off, she’d always be seen having her arms wrapped around you, placing kisses anywhere she could, one of your favourites was when she’d leave soft kisses on the back of your shoulder of neck when she’d hold you from behind. 

You were currently relaxed on the shared bed reading a book you had brought along. It was a little after 4pm when Florence threw herself next to you, “So Tobs and Scar are going to Mykonos tomorrow with mum and dad. Raffie and Bells are taking Grans to Milos so that just leaves us” Florence looked up at you, resting her chin on the palm of her right hand. You marked the page in your book and placed it on your lap, “and what would you like to do my love?” you asked with a smile. “Well, there’s this restaurant in Santorini that I want to take you too” she battered her green eyes are you, “you can dine outside, they have this big open view of the ocean and the sunsetting it just beautiful” she adds. 

“Sounds like a plan” you give her another smile. “We can do some shopping and stuff throughout the day but wear that dress I packed for you” she sat up. “Wh-what dress?” you looked at her with a confused look. “Oh, you didn’t notice? I brought you a little something” she smirks and walks over to her suitcase and pulling out a Farm Rio shopping bag. 

“I saw you saved this on my phone the other week when you were looking through the website” she says placing the bag in your lap. “Flo, you didn’t have to get me anything” you expressed. “Just open it” she sat at your feet. Carefully, you pulled out the white dress that was covered in a blue pattern, you’d been eyeing it off for a few weeks, but you forgot all about it since being on vacation. “Baby, thank you” you looked at Flo who was already smiling at you. “No need to thank me, darling” she leant over and kissed your soft lips. 

The following day, Florence took you to Santorini where the two of you enjoy some sunbathing on the beach, Florence made sure you were covered in sunblock before even getting comfortable with a book. Once it got a little warmer the two of you took a dip in the ocean, the water cooling your hot skin instantly. “Do we really have to leave next week?” you asked, clinging onto Florence as the two of you stayed afloat. “I’m sure I could squeeze and extra few days if you really want” she smiled, placing a kiss on the tip of your nose. “I’ve just having a blast here, no stress, completely relaxed and we finally got to spend time together without work. Am I wrong for not wanting this to end?” you pouted. “Of course not, darling.  Why don’t you take some more time off work and come with on the press tour?” Florence suggested. 

You’d been thinking about doing that, just because she can be gone for months at a time and when she gets back, she’s only going to go back to readings and shooting scenes, but you also didn’t want her to pay for everything. It was an understanding between the two of you that you enjoyed making your own money and never wanted Florence to feel like she had to pay for everything just because she was able too. 

“I want too but I’m not sure if I could go for the whole tour” you replied, Florence looked into your eyes, “let me cover it, just this once. I want you there baby, I want you by my side, I don’t want to be in hotels thinking about you while you’re at home. Please and if it’ll make you feel better you can just pay it back” she suggested, knowing money was the one thing stopping you. You thought about it, “just this once?” you said with slight hesitancy, “baby, I’d buy the world for you, I don’t care how much. I just want you by my side”

How could you say no to her now? “Okay, but let me put some of my own money towards it”

Florence’s face lit up with a smile “of course darling” she replied before pulling you closer in the water, kissing you passionately. 

After a few hours at the beach the two of you moved on to a small café not far from the beach for a light lunch as Flo hinted that dinner would be bigger. You couldn’t keep your eyes off Florence whenever she was taking mental images of the sights around her, you found yourself falling more in love with her by the minute. After lunch it was a little widow shopping which always led to you buying things that you didn’t exactly need but you loved the design or thought it would look cute displayed at home. 

Dinner time quickly came around and the two of you were starting! 

“Welcome to Amente, do you have a reservation?” the waiter greeted with a warm smile. 

“I do, it should be under Pugh” Florence returned the smile. “Oh yes! My apologies Miss Pugh, this way” he takes two menus from the counter and leads you both outside to a table by the water. “Woah!” you gasped, Flo looked back at you and chuckled at your facial expression, “this place is beautiful” you said. 

“Please, take your time looking at our menu and I’ll come back shortly to take your order. Would you like a bottle of water to start off?”  the gentleman asks as Flo pulls your chair out for you, “thank you” you take your seat. “Water would great, thank you” Florence replied to the waiter then took her seat. “I can’t believe you’ve never taken me here before!” you looked to Florence, “I was saving it for something special” she smiled. 

The two of you opened the menu, humming and haring at the many choices. “Everything sounds so good!” you boosted. “Get whatever you like darling, it’s on me tonight. No excuses” Florence looked up at you, “babe” you titled your head slightly, “I said no excuses baby” she smiled once more. After looking over the menu multiple times you both decided on a seafood dish and desert to come out after, you even tried your luck on ordering a cocktail you’ve never had before. 

The night was full of small talk, laughs and reminisces of the past 2 and a half years and the food hit all the right places. “I’m so lucky to be able to share this part of my life with you” Florence spoke, looking into your eyes. “I’d say I’m the lucky one” you replied sipping on your third cocktail. “I have one more surprise for you”

“Baby, you’ve done more than enough, I’ve had the perfect day! What else could you possibly have for me now?” 

“You’ll have to wait and see” she winked playfully, “but I do want to leave shortly because the sunset here is absolutely beautiful, but I know a place where it’s magical” she adds. “It is really beautiful here, I honestly can’t believe you’ve kept this place a secret for this long!” your eyes travelled to the sun starting to set, filling the sky with different shades of yellow and oranges. “You deserve the best” Florence said as she took in the moment with you. 

You and Florence had one last cocktail before she took you to Caldera, a popular place to capture the setting sun. Little did you know, Florence had asked around and made a request that the popular viewpoint would be closed off for just a little while, it took a lot of convincing, but she managed to pull it off. 

“Flo! Look at that view!” you gasped, “it’s beautiful oh my god!” you added, the sunset completely making you speechless. “it’s so clear, open and peaceful” you managed to explain as you felt Florence’s arms wrap around your waist. “It’s truly beautiful” she said softly near your left ear. You slightly lent back into her hold, resting your head in the crook of her next. “Thank you for such a beautiful day” you said as the two of you kept your eyes on the sunsetting over the ocean. The two of you stayed like this for a moment longer, Florence wanting to time this perfectly. You pouted when you felt her release her hold and move away from you. 

“Darling, turn around, I want a photo of you and the sun set” you heard her voice speak. You couldn’t help but smile, turning on the heels of your feet you saw her, on one knee, holding a valet red box. “Florence?” your heart skipped a beat or two. She had a soft smile on her lips, “I’ve thought about this day since the first time you came to Greece with me” she starts. 

“I remember how over the moon you were to join us, you were so excited, like a kid at Christmas. Everything amazed you, even the birds managed to sweep you off your feet. I knew then, you were going to the only person I’d bring back here” Florence smiles at the memory, “I’ve had this planned for weeks, I was just waiting for the perfect time for us to be along so I could do this” she goes on, “Y/n, darling, when I look into your eyes I only see the future, I see a happiness that I only want to share with you. You’re the only person I’ve loved so deeply, and I will continue to love you deeper and deeper, to hold you tighter, to kiss you longer and to laugh with you louder. You’re the one I want to come home too, you’re the one I want the world to know is mine, you’re the one I want to spend Christmas with when we get snowed in, you’re the one I want to drink my morning tea with every day. Baby you’re the one, you’re the only one”

Tears of happiness filled your eyes; your hand covered your mouth as you listened to her words. “Y/n, darling” she tried to hide the smile tugging at her lips, “will you marry me?” she finally asks. 

“Like that is even a question” you smiled, tears slowly streaming down your cheek, “get up here and kiss me” you added. Florence chuckled, slowly getting back on her feet, “so is that a, yes?”

You nodded, pulling her closer to you, “Yes, yes I’ll marry you” you whispered with a wide smile. Florence’s looked down and pulled the lid back on the box and carefully placed the ring on your finger. “I cannot wait to call you my wife” she looks back into your eyes, stroking your cheek with her free hand, “I love you so much” she says before crashing her lips onto yours. You wrap your arms around the back of her neck and deepen the kiss.

[frenchroyalseb]

Santorini Summer || Sebtrick (26th June)

“Your highness?” Sebastian jumped, sliding his headphones off his ear and looking up at the attendant who had just spoke, “we will be beginning our descent to Santorini shortly.” “Thank you, George,” Sebastian replied, straightening his seat as was customary for descent. He hadn’t had any issues organising the palace jet for a quick flight down to Santorini, it being only a 3.5 hour flight one way. And his family hadn’t been using it anyway. He’d barely mentioned to them that he was leaving, as they were used to him being on trips and visiting friends. Unless he had a royal engagement that had been pre-planned, they weren’t generally too concerned.

Sebastian stared out the window as they began to descend through the crowds, the beautiful city of Santorini starting to come into view. He was still confused, really, how all this came about. He and Patrick had never been friends. If anything, they’d been enemies - not in the ‘go to war against each other’ type of enemies but in a ‘we don’t like each other and we’re okay with that’ type of enemies. But since they had worked together on their last project, the insults had seemed to turn less serious, though there was still plenty of them. The time they’d had sex was a stupid mistake he was sure they both regretted, but it had somehow meant they seemed to hate each other less now. Maybe Sebastian even enjoyed the banter now.

And now, here he was, willingly landing in Santorini to go to one of Patrick’s summer homes to maybe start a new project together. They didn’t have to do this, and he certainly wouldn’t be doing this with somebody he considered an enemy. As confusing as it was, it was almost like Patrick had become somewhat of a friend. Or, at the least, a ‘frenemy’. The plane touched the ground, the landing smooth as the pilot was skilled and the weather beautiful, and he waited until he was given the all clear to unclip his seatbelt. He slung his backpack over his shoulder, and walked to the door, going down the stairs onto the tarmac, his suitcase passed to him as he did. Patrick had told him he would arrange for a lift to take him from the airport (a small private one, attached to the main airport) to his house, but he wasn’t sure what he should be looking for.

[fanfic-scribbles]

Marry Me 2 - Boyfriend’s Back (All Right)

Sequel to: Marry Me

Fandom: MCU Captain America/Avengers

Summary: You’re settling into married life with Steve quite well when his (ex?)boyfriend Bucky starts making his way back into Steve’s life. You wish he’d do it a little faster but that’s all right– you’re more than willing to lend a helping hand. They’ll thank you for this. Someday.

Quick facts: Romance – Steve Rogers/Reader and Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers leading into Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers/Reader – Female Reader

MCU Timeline: Set some nebulous time after CA:TWS

Words: 7118

Warnings: Mention of past kidnapping/harm to the reader-character and also a brief mention of peril at the end because I like a call-back, a lot of fluff, and one vague dirty joke

A/N: Apologies; I really wanted to get this out last month, but then I got stuck, and then I got rolling, and then I got stuck, and then I got rolling again all the way to the end…and then I had to rewrite the ending three times. I couldn’t quite come as full-circle as I wanted, buuuuut I really like this and I hope you will too! I do not know how much sense this will make without having read “Marry Me” first, but give it a whirl if you are so inclined. Part 3 is partly written, but no promises on when that’ll land, as I’ll be working on another story for my next posting, and I am very…very…slow these days. Well, one sentence a day is better than no sentence a day, and that’s all I can say on that. Anyways, please enjoy, and I hope that the rest of the year finds you well (～￣▽￣)～❤

 ~~

It’s cold and your husband can not take a hint.

“What about this one?”

You take advantage of the opportunity to lean in closer to try and suck up more of Steve’s ambient heat. You can’t really blame him– he’s excited and distracted and you underestimated the weather today and wore the wrong jacket.

Still…did you have to sit outside when the restaurant has so many wonderful seats open inside?

“It looks warm,” you say longingly while looking at the picturesque Greek coastline.

“It does,” Steve says blithely and makes a note on the page.

It is nice to see him so excited about a vacation, so you smile and suck it up. Mind over matter; surely you can tough out a little chill; this is nothing; you are mentally in Santorini or wherever it is Steve wants to go; you are–

–suddenly ensconced by a big, heavy…jacket…that is so soft and warm and smells quite nice, actually, that you sort of snuggle into it before you look around for whoever has surely accidentally draped it across your shoulders. They must have mistaken you for a friend or something, but while you look, so does Steve, and there is…no one else around.

“Did you see…?” you ask Steve but he shakes his head and his brow furrows in concern. He’s out of his excitement and into his danger-seeking mode, and he gestures for the jacket.

“Here, let me check for–” But as he leans in, he stops and…smells.

You raise both eyebrows. That’s new. “Steve?”

He turns pink and jerks back. “Sorry, I just– that was–” But he smiles slowly and says, “It smells like Bucky.”

“Really?” You bring up the collar and inhale. Bucky has very good taste in aftershave, you think, and Steve relaxes into his seat even though he looks like he’s holding back on as much giddiness as you feel, because that means Bucky is back, and hanging around. You grin at Steve. “You know what this means?”

“That his social skills are as atrocious as ever?” Steve says.

You whap at him with the empty sleeve. “If it’s his jacket, that means he has to come back to get it.”

Steve puts his arm around you. “I guess it does.”

“We’ll have to hold off on the vacation.”

Steve shakes his head. “No, we don’t,” he says. “We don’t even know if he’s actually sticking around.”

“But what if he is and we leave him?” you say.

At that he does look a little hesitant– but then he shrugs. “It’s not like we’re leaving him to fend for himself against the Wet Bandits,” he says with a roll of his eyes. “We won’t be gone that long. Also, if Bucky is sticking around, and decides he wants to tag along behind us, I’m pretty sure he knows how to take a flight.”

“Maybe we can get him to come with us.”

“He won’t even let us see him drop by.”

“Not yet,” you say, already thinking ahead. “It’s okay. We just have to be patient.” Steve snorts. You poke him. He may not have much faith, but this is going to be great.

Operation: Get Husband a Boyfriend is a go.

~

You’re in the park, trying to angle a nice selfie to send to Steve’s request for one, when you feel a presence just off to the side. Your arm twinges a bit– as if your brain isn’t sending enough danger signals on its own, it has to remind you of the one time you ignored it in favor of your (normally very safe) shortcut home– but nearly as soon as you realize someone is there, you realize that someone is Bucky.

“Sorry,” he says.

“It’s okay,” you say and go back to trying to pose while also keeping the camera at a good spot. If you don’t look at him, maybe he won’t be so nervous and he’ll stay? You’ve handled stray cats more high-strung than Bucky; you can do this.

He reaches over and, with a touch so light it’s like he needs to be able to bolt in an instant, shifts the camera into place for maybe the best angle you’ve ever had. “Thanks! You know, I’m only sending it to Steve. Do you wanna–”

“No.”

“Okay,” you say easily, because boundaries are important and it’s honestly nice to know he’s firm about his. You snap the picture and shoot off the text as quick as you can. “Hey, since you’re here, do you wanna–” But as soon as you lift your head you see that he’s gone. You look around, futile though that is, and let out a sigh.

Well, he came around on his own, so this is still a net positive. Baby steps. Steve himself has bemoaned your stubbornness on more than one occasion when it has won out over his. Bucky has no idea who he’s dealing with.

~

You’re shifting your grocery bags for the fiftieth time in maybe five minutes and wondering if it would somehow behoove you to eat a third of the food you just bought, when there’s a familiar presence at your side. You take a peek and, thankfully, it is in fact Bucky. “Don’t take this the wrong way, since I do like seeing you show up, but I feel like if you’re watching me grocery shop, we’ve got to get you some better hobbies,” you say and wince as one of the bags falls from your elbow to your much-less fortified wrist.

“I’ve got hobbies,” he mutters, almost as if offended.

“Are they purely for fun or do they serve another purpose too?” you ask.

He looks at the bags. “Do you want help or not?”

You hold out a bag, and he slips two of them off your arm, and then snakes another one from your other hand, leaving you with a decidedly lighter load before he takes a few steps forward and looks back at you. You take a few quick steps to catch up– and hook the elbow of your newly freed arm around his. He stiffens and you hesitate, ready to pull back, but he looks at you and inclines his head forward.

Later, all the groceries are laid out on the counter and you’re in the middle of putting them away when you (very calm and casual and not at all incredibly eager) call out, “I know Steve says he wasn’t much of a cook before, but he’s gotten a lot better now and tonight we’re having–”

As soon as you peek your head into the living room you realize you’re all alone. You sigh heavily– and then again, even heavier, when you see Bucky’s coat is now missing from the rack. Slippery bastard. But he showed up in the first place, and you’re not giving up now. You’re just getting started.

~

The problem with this situation, though, is that you’re still fairly dependent upon Bucky deciding to show up. Which he hasn’t done for over a week now. Walking into traffic just to see if he pops up like a demented guardian angel seems a bit extreme– and also not something you can do more than once or twice, so you’re keeping it well in reserve.

…But it’s tempting.

“Hey,” Steve says as he enters the room. He sounds happy– just shy of delighted. “How did you know I needed a new shaving brush?”

“Uh…” You look at him and have to think back, but Steve’s shaving set-up is not something you touch. Not after you ruined the nice leather thing he used to sharpen his razor and had to grovel for almost a month. Or at least, what felt like a month. No, everything you learned about straight razors and the maintenance thereof was entirely against your will and only stayed in your head for as long as it took for him to forgive you, and you have kept your distance ever since.

“You didn’t replace it,” he says, watching your face and whatever journey it has gone on while wandering off on memory lane. You shake your head and his expression becomes perplexed. “I could have sworn I didn’t– no, I didn’t even get to the store yet, so how…”

You gasp at the same time Steve’s eyes widen. “I can’t believe it,” you say and turn back to the TV in a fit of annoyance. If he’s going to be leaving gifts would it kill him to also leave a little card?

“I’m going to regret asking this since I know what the answer probably is,” Steve says as he leans on the back of the couch next to you, “–but you didn’t give him a key, did you?”

“I didn’t get a chance,” you grumble. And you’re not sure how you’re going to now, when he won’t pop up, but then Steve is rubbing your shoulders and very successfully distracting you from the problem at hand. “Mm, what’s this for?” you ask but lean in.

“I’m sorry,” he says earnestly.

“For what?” you ask, only half-caring.

“For Bucky,” he says, but before you can tell him he shouldn’t apologize for his boyfriend’s bad manners he adds, “You seem pretty upset about him breaking in and I understand, but he–”

“Pffft.” You wave your hand. “I don’t care; it’s Bucky and he probably left the place safer than he found it. No; my problem is that he left you a gift and didn’t also leave a little note or something telling you. That’s not romantic at all!”

Steve stops, snorts, and then lets his head fall against the cushion next to you. “Seriously?”

“Of course! If he’s going to woo you, he needs to put in more of an effort.” You turn your head and give Steve a little kiss on the cheek. “Don’t worry; I’ll teach him everything I know.”

Steve raises an eyebrow. “You’re not seriously going to teach Bucky how to flirt with me, are you?” But just as you open your mouth he stands up. “Sorry; I forgot who I was talking to.”

You pat his hand. The one with the ring. “I’m an expert.”

“Are you also going to teach him how to set someone on fire?”

“First: it wasn’t my fault, the waiter bumped into me; second: nothing should have exploded like that so I’m pretty sure whatever she was using in her hair has been illegal since the eighties; third: she was fine; fourth: Bucky probably knows much better ways of setting fires and explosions,” you say. “Oh…”

Steve sighs heavily and starts walking out of the room. “I need to find out if I can get a restraining order on behalf of another person just to keep you two away from each other.”

You lean back and watch him go. “But would you get it to protect me from Bucky, or to protect Bucky from me?”

“Yes.”

~

It has taken you way longer than it should have to position this one stupid picture frame when you realize you’ve left the hammer just out of reach. For a moment you consider the merits of driving the nail you’re holding into the wall with your own skull, for the arrogance of trying to do this without a pencil if nothing else, when someone walks casually up behind you. In your securely locked and very safe home.

“Think you forgot something,” Bucky says and slides the hammer over your shoulder so you can grab it.

“You are my hero,” you say and reposition yourself so you can finally drive this stupid nail into the stupid wall. Once that’s done you take a moment– if you turn too fast, will he bolt? …If you don’t turn, will he think he’s unwanted, and bolt? You sigh, and decide to take a chance. “You know, when you get someone a gift, a little card with a sweet message would not go amiss,” you say, turn, and to your (pleased) surprise he’s actually still there.

He rolls his eyes. “Do they have greeting cards that say ‘hey honey, back from the dead?’” he asks.

“Hm…” Probably not, but considering what there are cards for, you hesitate to commit. “If we can’t find one, I can at least get a blank card with a cute picture and we can make our own.” You put your hand on your chest. “I can definitely give you some pointers on romantic messages.”

He stares at you, inscrutable. “You married him.”

“I did!” you say proudly. “I married him knowing he loves me, and knowing he’s always going to love you.” You stare right back at him. “This isn’t a fight, and nobly sacrificing yourself isn’t going to do anything good for either of you. For any of us. That’s not atonement, that’s martyrdom, and don’t you think you and Steve have been through enough without enduring pain just for pain’s sake?”

He looks down, shifts his weight, but though you tense, he doesn’t run. He stays. But it’s so quiet, and he looks so scared, so you clear your throat. “We’re having take-out tonight from an Italian place we love,” you say. “Do you want to stay for dinner?”

He doesn’t move, at first, doesn’t say anything, but then he settles on his back foot and says, quietly, “I like Italian.”

To his credit, he only looks like he regrets it a little when you punch your fist in the air.

~

It’s dark and you really shouldn’t be walking alone in this area but there is something to be said for taking your life back after a traumatic experience. Or so you will say, when Steve inevitably gets mad at you for being out and alone like this.

Truth be told, you’re not so fond of it either– if you could go back in time you’d pick a nice bright coffee shop to sit at while you text Steve to come meet you, or just suck it up and pay for a cab. But no, an interminable subway delay led to ‘doing something different,’ and ‘it isn’t that far,’ and ‘can’t be a nervous wreck forever,’ and now you’re gripping your phone like it’s more of a literal lifeline than just a glorified map.

A car comes up on your side and slows. You cross your arms and hold your phone closer to your body. Great; just what today needed.

“Hey baby–”

Another body comes between you and the car– a very bulky one, and an arm slides gently over your shoulders as Bucky grunts, the men spit out rude epithets, and the car speeds off. You take a deep breath and he tightens his hold on you. “What the hell are you doing over here?” he asks, apparently having taken the same lessons on how to lecture that Steve has. Actually, Steve probably got it from him, now that you think about it.

“Taking a detour,” you say and stand straighter. “The subway was way delayed.”

“They run out of cabs when I wasn’t looking?”

You look away. “It’s not that far.”

“It’s safer.”

“Yeah, well, I can’t be a scaredy-cat forever now can I?” you say a little sharper than you mean to. You take a few moments, and you sigh. “Though I guess that’s not true, since I am.”

“There’s nothing wrong with being cautious,” Bucky says, and squeezes you gently. “Taking risks and bein’ reckless ain't exactly sticking it to them.”

Given some of the…explosive methods Bucky has used in taking out Hydra bases, you hope he can feel the way you stare at him.

Feel, no, but otherwise sense, yes, apparently. “Shut up,” he mutters and shoots you a side-glare.

“I didn’t say anything,” you say and lift your nose.

“Don’t hav’ta,” he huffs and pokes your side, making you laugh reflexively and you hit his stomach. Which feels about as solid as his arm, so at least you don’t smack it hard. He gives a little half-smile, and nods ahead at your home coming into sight. “I know what I’m doing.”

Steve comes to the door to meet you and is, predictably, unamused by how late you are, even with your very handy escort, but it all gets smoothed over, because you are an expert in handling Steve Rogers by now.

“Do you want to stay the night?” Steve asks Bucky, very casually, and you try to mimic his attitude by being very normal (really) and pretending like you haven’t been waiting forever (a few weeks) for an opening like this.

Bucky stares at you, though, enough that confusion helps you calm down enough to ask, “What?”

He fights a losing battle against a small smile. “Just wondering how long it’ll take you to vibrate into the stratosphere from pretending to keep your cool.”

Your jaw drops and Steve (the traitor) laughs. On one hand, that was pretty good. On the other hand…you can’t just let him win.

“Sorry Bucky; as much as I appreciate and respect you as Steve’s boyfriend, seeing me vibrate into the stratosphere is a relationship milestone you have to apply for after a substantial amount of groundwork.” You grin. “Just ask Steve.”

Steve chokes and Bucky turns red, and for a moment you fear you might have actually scared him off, but he slumps. “Good luck,” he mutters to Steve before going inside and Steve, still a traitor, rubs his face and nods, and then all but drags you in.

Bucky leaves in the morning before you wake (of course), but while the bed is made to look as pristine as if no one was ever there, you know for a fact that Bucky stayed, and for no real reason other than it was offered. You’ll take it.

~

Over the next few weeks Bucky pops in and out as he pleases. Sometimes he lets himself be seen, but rarely, even though he always makes his presence known. Mostly by Steve, who mentions hearing the guest room window pop open, or having heard someone putter around the kitchen. You find traces of him by the replenished food stores– you can barely tell he drank any juice but he still gets a whole new carton to make up for the half-cup he must have taken– and the way the house gets mysteriously cleaner overnight. Typically, the kitchen and the spare bathroom get a wipe down, but the guest bedroom is always way nicer than you left it.

It’s starting to drive you a little insane.

You leave a note on the fridge telling him not to replace anything, you’re going shopping later and it’s fine, only for him to predict half your shopping list and put it where you can see it. You hide the cleaning products only to walk in to a kitchen counter fresh enough to perform surgery on. His hospital corners somehow get even tighter when you start going into the guest bedroom at night, pulling at the blankets and setting the pillows just slightly askew. Not enough to make a mess, but enough to make it…human.

He's acting like he has to make up for his very existence and, though there’s probably a lot of psychological heartbreak in that, you know he’s also doing it to tweak you at this point.

He’s doing too damn good a job at it.

One night you’re replacing one of the pillows slightly left of center when someone loudly clears their throat behind you and you jump guiltily to find Steve, arms crossed and leaning against the doorway with a look that would be stern if he wasn’t also slightly smiling.

“You know, it might be old-fashioned…” he says and drops the act as he walks into the room to stand in front of you. “But I thought a host was supposed to make a room nicer for a guest.”

You huff and cross your arms. “Some people get guests that aren’t constantly antagonizing them.”

“By doing shopping and cleaning up whatever mess he’s made?” Steve asks. “Other people would kill for a guest so considerate.”

“Yeah well maybe they don’t care about their guests enough, but I know what he’s doing and why,” you say, starting to get a little heated, but this has been coming for a while, and if Bucky won’t show his face to get it, Steve can damn well pass it along. “He’s being too considerate; he’s acting like his entire existence is a stain and it’s driving me up a wall!”

Steve jerks back but your frown is deep-set and you tighten the fold of your arms. “Like you said, he’s a guest, which means we take care of him,” you say. “If he doesn’t want that then he can be a-a resident; a member of the house– if he wants to be– but either way he’s walking on eggshells right now, like he owes us something, and I swear to God if he starts leaving rent money I am getting Natasha involved to track him down so I can deck him. He’s not a fucking Brownie and I don’t know how else to make him stop acting like his presence is an inconvenience when it’s not!”

“Hey, easy,” Steve says softly and gently takes you in his arms. It’s nice. He does give really good hugs, and against your will some of the anger fades. “This really bothers you, doesn’t it?”

You let your head flop against his chest. “I could be a good host if he’d fucking let me.”

Steve rubs your back and lets you cool off a little bit more. After a few moments he says, “And a good host short-sheets the guest bed?”

You push yourself further into him and grumble. “At this point he deserves it.”

~

Later that night you wake to some noise and shuffling– and open your eyes to the delightful sight of Bucky, sour-faced, wearing a soft shirt and sweatpants, crawling into bed on Steve’s other side as Steve holds up the blanket. When Bucky sees you awake his scowl deepens. “Fuck you,” he says, and though Steve is facing away, you see him shake with laughter.

“Good night jerk-face,” you say and snuggle back into the best sleep of your life.

~

After that Bucky no longer takes great pains to sneak in and out. He goes back to the guest bed (that he makes you painstakingly remake under his very watchful eye) and spends his days doing…something you’re probably better off not asking about. But he takes the key you had made for him and uses the door. He sticks around for movie night and shares in the popcorn you offer. He drinks a soda without immediately buying a replacement case, but comes grocery shopping when you ask for a little extra muscle. He writes insulting messages on the whiteboard for Steve that make your husband roll his eyes and pout at you in betrayal when you laugh. He keeps his room tidy but starts to leave little things behind. He forgets his jacket on the back of the couch. At the end of the day, he comes home.

The more Bucky settles in, the less you have to worry about him. Which is, of course, a good thing– however, it means you have more mental energy to devote to your own crap. Which is…not ideal. You’d swear you had been doing better after that whole ‘kidnapping’ thing, but now the nights seem to get darker, the side streets emptier, and nearly every person looks suspicious. It’s stupid. And you don’t want to tell Steve– it took forever to get him to stop hovering and you don’t want to make him anxious for no reason too, but you’re starting to get paranoid. It feels like someone’s watching you– not all the time, but often enough that constant vigilance is starting to wear.

Like now. You’ve had such a rough day you decided to treat yourself to a well-made drink at a nearby coffee shop. Steve is still working and though Bucky hadn’t wanted anything when you’d asked, he had offered to walk with you. You had declined– it was so close to home and you were going to come right back– and so you had left him tap-tapping away on his laptop in the living room.

Now though…

It’s really, really stupid. It’s not even night; the sun is right in the midst of setting, and you’re in the middle of a bustling coffee shop, getting ready to walk down a city sidewalk that is far from barren, back home where the world’s most dangerous (former) assassin sits waiting, and you…

You feel so unsettled you can’t even make yourself step just outside.

After a few minutes of awkward shuffling to get out of the way of other people coming and going while pretending to text, you concede defeat and actually send a message to Bucky that reads, ‘Do you want to take a little walk still?’

Not even five seconds later you receive a response: ‘Are you safe?’

‘Yes,’ you reply immediately and sigh. You know Bucky well enough by now to know that as soon as he got the text he shut his laptop and started getting ready to head out. That’s a guy who doesn’t do take-backs. ‘I’m just being stupid.’

‘You got a long way to go to catch up to Steve. ETA 10 min’

‘15 if this damn tourist doesn’t MOVE’

You smile at the follow-up and look around. You don’t want to commandeer a table for the short time you’ll be here, but standing by the door is weird. You wander back over to the display case and pretend to very seriously consider baked goods you just don’t have a taste for right now.

It doesn’t feel like ten minutes have gone by when a hand settles on your shoulder, and that’s why you jump. Or so you’ll say if anybody asks, but Bucky studies you like he’s just looking for confirmation for an answer he already has, and then he lifts his head and glances around.

“Are you sure you don’t want anything?” you ask.

“Nah; don’t wanna spoil my appetite,” he says and throws his arm around your shoulders. “You’re getting extra potstickers tonight, right?”

At the mere mention you scowl. “I’d love to ruin your appetite,” you say even as he leads you out of the shop. “Especially if it means you stop stealing my food.”

“It’s called ‘sharing.’”

“Sharing implies asking, and being granted permission.” But you stay close to him as you walk home. “We’re getting extra extra potstickers.”

“Sounds like permission to me,” he says and squeezes you a little closer. Though he can’t protect you from everything– something you learned the hard way– you feel safe right now, and that’s enough.

~

The feeling lasts well into the remainder of the night, as you and Steve settle into bed. He curls his arm around you and dims the lights, and you snuggle closer into his chest. The doors and windows have all been checked, as Steve, and now Bucky, are wont to do, and you are as safe as anyone can be.

“I’m sorry I’ve been busy lately,” Steve says softly and runs his hand up and down your back in soft, slow strokes.

“I know. I go through all this trouble to get you a boyfriend and you hardly see him,” you say and turn your smile up at him, just in case.

He smiles back. “To say nothing of my wife,” he says with an added little huff, though his tone is light, and he kisses your forehead. “At least my boyfriend goes running with me in the mornings.”

“He does?” There is not an expression sad enough even for Captain America to make to get you up before the sun just to try to keep pace with a supersoldier. Even Sam has long since lost patience with him, and only joins when he can deal with Steve’s nonsense. “Oh. I’m glad you have a regular jogging buddy again.”

“Yeah. I do.” He goes quiet, but he remains looking at you. “I’ll be home sooner this week. We can go back to planning our vacation.”

“That’ll be nice.”

“Mm hm.”

He stares for a few moments and it slowly dawns on you as to why. You sigh. “Bucky’s a snitch,” you grumble and flop face-first into the pillow.

“A real double-crosser,” Steve agrees lightly and continues stroking your back. Well…it does feel nice, so you fold your arms under your head and look at him again. “You feeling all right, sweetheart?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” you say. At his raised eyebrows you flop your face back into your arms. You peek, though, and Steve has changed to a gentle expression that breaks your heart.

“A strategist through and through,” you huff and turn your head back to the side. He chuckles and you try to relax. “I’m…better, I think; I’ve just been a little off lately.”

“If you’ve noticed anything–”

“I haven’t,” you say. “I’m just being paranoid. Honest.”

He studies you for a few moments more, as though he can see whether or not you’re telling the truth. Foolish, considering you once hid a mountainous chocolate cake practically right under his very nose, but you let him have a few moments to determine your sincerity until he comes down on the right side and settles in. He shuts his eyes and you follow suit.

“I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again,” he says, his arm laying across you. “And neither will our boyfriend.”

You’re just about to drift off when you catch his wording and you crack open your eye. “Your boyfriend.”

“Mm hm,” he says, already well on his way to sleep. You smile to yourself and follow. You can needle him about his slip of the tongue later.

~

It has been another long day, but when you come home at the end of it, Steve is home, and making dinner with Bucky in the kitchen. They don’t acknowledge you at first, too caught up in a conversation obviously well-established, and you take a moment to watch Steve shoulder-check Bucky and get cursed out before he turns his head to you, smiling and laughing. He brightens even more when he sees you, though he then takes in all of you. “Hey sweetheart,” he says warmly. “Rough day?”

You don’t respond with words, instead going up to him and flopping your forehead right onto his shoulder. He shifts to circle an arm around you, and brings you in between him and Bucky.

Bucky lifts a spoon filled with steaming sauce up to your face. “Try this,” he says.

You blow a bit and then have a taste. “Mm,” you say. “Just a little more salt?”

“Told you,” Bucky says and Steve moves as if to hip-check him, before remembering you are in between. Steve ducks sheepishly and you roll your eyes before you hip-check him.

“That’s my cue to get out of here,” you say and step back, giving Steve a little kiss on the cheek before you go. Instinctively you turn towards Bucky and– stop, because you can’t kiss him, he’s not your boyfriend, he’s Steve’s boyfriend, that would be weird, but oh no, now he’s staring at you, and Steve is staring at you (and smirking, like he knows how you almost slipped,) and it’s getting a little awkward so you do the only thing you can think of.

You kiss two fingers and press them to Bucky’s cheek.

Steve snorts, and Bucky looks bewildered. He then looks so offended that you ask, “What?”

“I don’t have fucking cooties,” he says, sounding a bit sour, and turns back to the pot.

You smirk, and then start drawing on his flesh arm. “Circle, circle–” You lose all pretense of gentility and jab his arm a couple of times, which makes him jump and swear which you ignore to finish, “–dot, dot, now you’ve had your cooties sh– ack!”

Bucky has you in a gentle headlock and Steve, your husband, love of your life, apple of your eye, supposedly devoted, there through sickness and health, or so he has lied, does absolutely nothing to help you. “If you two are going to roughhouse, can you do it away from dinner?” he says.

You and Bucky stop and share a look.

Soon Steve is rubbing his arm and muttering under his breath and giving the both of you dirty looks as Bucky goes back to calmly stirring the sauce. You smile sweetly and give your husband a kiss that seems to mollify him a little– and then, you figure, what the hell, and you give Bucky an exaggerated kiss to the back of his head. “Mwah!”

“Inoculation working great, doc,” he says without turning around. “I don’t feel even a little queasy.”

You roll your eyes over to Steve. “I’m going to murder your boyfriend.”

Steve snorts and then, in unison, they both say, “Good luck.”

You mutter and retreat to the bedroom to change into more comfortable clothes. And call Natasha to see if she can help make you a widow.

~

“What do you think of this one, Bucky?”

“I think it’s your vacation,” he says and continues to read his book.

You’re laying across the couch and, by association, Steve and Bucky, who sit on it properly– poor suckers they are. Your legs are draped across Steve’s lap and your head is on Bucky’s thigh, and though you can’t read whatever language the spine of his book is in, you’re pretty sure it’s boring and not as nice as the pretty pictures you’re perusing on your tablet.

You poke the book just above your face. He somehow keeps it completely still so you poke it harder, and he retaliates by bopping your nose with it. “Ow,” you say mostly on reflex. Steve chuckles and pats your feet but otherwise keeps reading his boring reports. He’d humor you if you asked, but in all honesty you’ve made your decision already, and it’s more fun to bother Bucky.

“Come on,” you say. Maybe you whine. Just a little. “When’s the last time you sat on a beach for hours doing nothing?”

The way he goes still make you think he’s thinking– and you suddenly realize, yeah, assassin who was an exceptional sniper even before the bad guys got their hands on him, that’s probably not something you want him to delve too deep into, so you quickly amend, “When’s the last time you laid on a beach for a vacation?”

He moves his book just so he can give you an incredulous look. You grin and move your tablet in front of your face, image-side up. “So you’re overdue!” you say proudly.

He, somehow, bops you with your own tablet. “Ow.”

You lay the tablet on your lap and rub your nose, and you’re back to staring at the spine of his book. However, he says, “I’m not crashing your vacation.”

You roll your eyes. “You followed us close enough to give me your jacket when I was cold. You really expect me to believe you weren’t planning on following us?”

Unfortunately, you are not fast enough to put your hand up before he gets you again. Next time you’ll forgo the leg rub and keep your head closer to Steve; you’re pretty sure he’s smart enough not to provoke you.

“I don’t know if you need protection from Bucky or protection from yourself.”

Then again, maybe not.

~

Bucky slots into your life with Steve even better than you had hoped. He’s handy around the house, considerate, and always fun to bug when you need some quick entertainment. It’s really quite…nice. You had worried about the potential awkwardness– a lot, actually; more than either Steve or Bucky would likely ever give you credit for. However, the only uncomfortable moments come when Bucky is trying to be too polite (in your ever un-humble opinion) and you’ve found you can easily diffuse said moments by being very rude, which has the intended effect of making Bucky more comfortable around you, and the unintended-but-still-pleasurable side-effect of making Steve very red. Every time.

Bucky even eventually gets used to you throwing an arm around him, or giving him a hug, to the point where he starts to relax, and lean in, and one day, miracle of miracles, even reflexively puts an arm around you in return. He’s busy (because the best hugs are given randomly) but he squeezes you, rubs your shoulder, and lets his arm drop, but he’s only handling the TV remote and so it just kind of curls partly behind you on the sofa. You smile proudly at Steve to find him already watching the both of you with undeniable love in his eyes. It’s…nice. It’s nice how happy Steve is, and how well you get on with Bucky, to the point where you’re happy to see him and sit with him and spend time with both him and Steve. It’s nice. You should be friends with your husband’s boyfriend. This is totally appropriate. This is completely fine.

~

What’s not completely fine, is that you weren’t just paranoid. Somebody has been watching you, and now you’re in a derelict factory, on the run from a maniac who wants to hurt Steve by proxy, which is gross and offensive and if you weren’t so tragically allergic to pain you’d take this large plank of wood you’re holding and go give him a good whack with it. You almost had when the guy had actually done a little sing-song “Come out, come out, wherever you are.” There’s a level of pathetic you’ll allow in your kidnapping/murder attempts and you have far, far surpassed it.

You sigh heavily. Kidnapping/murder attempts. Plural. Seriously, what is your life.

A body suddenly comes from around a corner and you shriek and bring up the flimsy piece of wood to bring it down as hard as you possibly can. The man holds up his arm defensively and the fucking thing breaks the goddamn cheap piece of–

Wait. Arm.

“Bucky!” you gasp, toss the broken piece of wood down, and leap onto him to cling like a koala.

“Are you hurt?” he asks, holding you easily even as he feels you over for injuries, and then immediately wraps both his arms around you. “That was a good swing, doll.”

“You have no idea how glad I am to see you,” you say into his chest. Your heart starts to return to normal. You can breathe. Steve isn’t here, and you do desperately want to see him, but seeing Bucky is good too.

“I think I can imagine,” Bucky says and doesn’t let go even as you set your feet down and loosen your grip to give him a chance. You pull your face back to look at him and…oh dear; you suddenly feel very, very grateful. His hair is a little windswept, and he’s looking at you just as intensely, and you wonder if maybe, possibly, perhaps, you need to have a conversation with Steve about how sharing is caring. As Bucky puts his hand on your cheek and presses his forehead to yours, but does not move to do anything else, you…

“Bucky?” you say, nearly breathless and very, very much restraining yourself.

“Yeah Doll?” he says, sounding just as hard-pressed as you not to move forward.

“We…” You lick your lips and his eyes immediately flick down and damn it, when they flick back up there’s an intensity there that nearly makes you weak in the knees. “We should talk to Steve.”

He swallows and your eyes flick down to his throat before you make eye contact again. He opens his mouth.

“Steve is going to be damned glad to see the two of you stop dancing around each other.”

You gasp and try to jerk away but Bucky reacts by hugging you tight with one arm while the other brings up his gun and the two of you look to a walkway just a level up to see–

“Steve!” you breathe in relief, happy to see him safe.

He grins, and before you can remind him for the umpteenth time to stop testing the limits of his poor knees, he grips the railing with one hand and leaps down. Bucky exhales heavily and slips his gun back into place, letting you go for Steve to come over and check that you’re all right for himself.

“Wait,” you say and pull back from him. He looks like the cat that got the cream, looking between you and Bucky. “You’re smug.”

“I am,” he says and flashes you a little grin. “You two finally got a goddamn clue. So can you just kiss already?”

“You knew?” you– and Bucky– say in unison.

Steve rolls his eyes like the know-it-all little shit he is (seriously, you love him, but some of his past ass-kickings must have been deserved), but his gaze softens when he looks at you again. “Yeah, I knew. Serum gave me perfect vision, you know,” he says. “And it’s plain common-sense. Knew it was only a matter of time before the two most charming people in my life charmed the socks off each other too.”

You roll your eyes and look at Bucky, but instead of shared exasperation, you find his gaze very firmly settled on you. You don’t know what to do at first, but you smile and eventually say, “Your boyfriend’s a pain in the ass.”

“Been that way for a century now,” Bucky says, cracking a smile and sliding an arm behind you. You take a step, and he slowly pulls you in. “It’s good to have backup for a punk like him.”

“Mm hm,” you say, because there’s nothing else to say, and you and Bucky continue your slow trajectory into each other, until your lips finally meet, and it feels natural and good and right to kiss your husband’s boyfriend. And…yours now too.

You get about ten seconds of peace before said husband ruins the mood. “Finally. I can’t believe it took you two so long though do you know how many times I’ve wanted to take both your heads and just knock them toge–”

Bucky yanks him in by the shirt collar and Steve reflexively steadies himself with one hand on Bucky’s shoulder and the other hand on yours. A three-way kiss is as awkward as you would have assumed, but that’s all right. You have plenty of time to figure it out.

[aleena-malik]

Best Travel Country for Vacation in May 2024

While selecting the ideal holiday spot might occasionally feel stressful, planning a trip is always an enjoyable experience.

You want to make sure you choose a location that offers fantastic weather, breathtaking sights to view, and unforgettable experiences, especially if you plan to travel in May 2024.

In the process of choosing the ideal destination for your May 2024 vacation, let's examine some commonly asked questions and break down the selection process.

Factors to Consider When Choosing a Travel Country

It's important to think about a number of variables before focusing on any one country, as they may affect your choice:

1. Weather and Climate: In many regions of the world, May is a month of transition. While some countries are entering summer, others are either in the process of moving from fall to winter in the Southern Hemisphere, or from spring to summer. Think about the weather conditions that you like for your vacation activities.

2. Tourist Attractions: Which attractions and events are a must-see for you? Make sure the nation you select gives the experiences you want, whether they are natural wonders, historical sites, or exciting cities life.

3. Safety and Security: Traveling safely is of the utmost importance. Examine the safety conditions at prospective trip locations, taking note of any travel warnings that your government or respectable foreign organizations may have issued.

4. Budget-Friendly Options: Although traveling can be costly, there are methods to travel on a tighter budget. Search for nations where you can get more for your money in terms of meals, accommodation, and transportation.

5. Cultural Events and Festivals: Plan your vacation to coincide with festivals or other cultural events taking place in your destination to fully immerse yourself in the local way of life.

Top Travel Countries for Vacation in May 2024

After discussing the crucial elements to take into account, let's look at some of the best places to visit for your May 2024 vacation:

1. Greece

Weather and Climate: Greece is most pleasant in May, and tour to greece attractions is always relaxing. When there is an abundance of sunshine and pleasant temperatures. It's ideal for taking in mouthwatering Greek cuisine, relaxing on gorgeous beaches, and touring historic sites.

Must-See Attractions: Don't miss famous locations like Delphi's ancient sites, Santorini's breathtaking sunsets, and Athens' Acropolis.

Safety Information: While most travelers find Greece to be safe, be on the lookout for thieves in crowded areas.

Budget-Friendly Tips: If you're looking for less expensive hotel and dining options, think about traveling to less visited islands like Milos or Naxos. Also there are world luxurious hotels that are cheap and comfortable.

Cultural Events and Festivals: Take in the lively mood of the Greek Easter celebrations, which frequently continue into May with customary feasts and events.

2. Japan

Weather and Climate: With pleasant temperatures and gorgeous cherry blossoms that are still in bloom in some areas, May is a great time to visit Japan. Discover the peaceful temples of Kyoto, the bustling streets of Tokyo, and the breathtaking scenery of Hokkaido.

Must-See Attractions: From the recognizable Mount Fuji to the ancient streets of Kyoto's Gion neighborhood, there are plenty of traveler attractions in Japan. Started with Tokyo National Museum,

Safety Information: Japan is considered by many as a safe travel destination due to its low crime rate.

Budget-Friendly Tips: Choose low-cost places to stay like guesthouses or capsule hotels, and take advantage of the cheap meals at neighborhood restaurants and food sellers.

Cultural Events and Festivals: In Japan, May symbolizes the beginning of Golden Week, a period of national celebrations marked by fairs, parades, and other cultural activities all throughout the nation.

Interesting fact: There are more than 6,800 islands in Japan! That's a lot of opportunity for beach selfies right there. 🏝️📸

3. Costa Rica

Weather and Climate: Costa Rica's green season, which spans from May to June, offers gorgeous scenery, less tourists, and cheaper costs. Tour to Cosata Rica attractions savor the remarkable diversity of the nation, ranging from gorgeous shores to lush rainforests.

Must-See Attractions: See animals in the Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve, relax on the beaches of Manuel Antonio National Park, and hike up the Arenal Volcano.

Safety Information: While travel to Costa Rica is typically safe, keep an eye out for small-time theft, particularly in popular tourist locations.

Budget-Friendly Tips: Benefit from cheap hotel choices such as eco-lodges and hostels, and enjoy authentic and reasonably priced meals at neighborhood cafes (small eateries).

Cultural Events and Festivals: Enjoy the festive Fiesta de los Diablitos events in the native towns of Rey Curre and Boruca.

Conclusion:

When selecting the ideal destination for your May 2024 trip, While most people dream of traveling to an exotic location for their fantasy vacation, very few really accomplish this. Most struggle to decide where and how long to spend our valuable vacation time.

Too many people end up stuck in this process of consideration and opt to visit the same spot year after year. While there are numerous considerations when picking a vacation spot, cost is always the primary one. 

Luckily for you, if you've read this article, the only thing left to worry about is obtaining enough scheduled time off to visit all of these reasonably priced locations.😀

[larabiatasstuff]

Hey bestie 😁 I was hoping to make a request please? Please could you write a scenario where CK Terry surprises you for your anniversary by taking you to Greece, Santorini. He has his own little villa there with a hot tub on the balcony with drinks and a beautiful view. Maybe ending in some sweet romance? Take your time bestie, love you 💚💚💚

That's a wonderful request Bestie 🖤 Of course I write that for you 🤗

It was a nice Sunday evening, Terry and I were sitting on the terrace, talking about our anniversary in a week. We were married for almost two years and he was just the best husband I could ever wish for."Any ideas for our anniversary honey? I thought we could maybe make a little weekend trip or something." I said my head leaning against his shoulder. "Oh sweetheart I forgot to tell you. I have a very important business trip to Greece , I tried to reschedule everything but there's no chance." "Oh okay, so I'm all alone here?" I asked a bit disappointed. "No I actually thought you'd come with me. Maybe doing some sightseeing while I work." "That's not the same but better than being here all by myself." So the day of the trip came, we drove to the airport and and got into Terry's private jet. Terry was constantly typing on his phone so I decided to listen some music. I must have fallen asleep cause I woke up to Terry's voice." Hey my love,wake up we're here." I stretched myself, took my bag and got out of the jet. Terry took my hand and we went to a large limousine that was already waiting for us. The weather was amazing and Greece was just beautiful and I just saw the airport but I was still sad that Terry had to work all the time. We got into the car and I looked out of the window, the landscape was breathtaking. After twenty minutes the car stopped in front of a beautiful little villa. I turned to look at Terry. "You booked a whole house for our stay?" he gave me a soft smile "Actually my love I own this house." we got out of the car and I just stood there frozen in place. "You never told me you own a house in Greece." "Well there are a few things I didn't tell you about. That this isn't a business trip for example." "What do you mean?" he pulled me into his arms and kissed me on the lips. "I don't have to work sweetheart. I wanted to surprise you with this for our anniversary. You always talked about how you never left the country or had a real holiday. So I wanted to do this for you." I felt tears welling in my eyes. "Oh my god Terry that's wonderful. Thank you so much. I don't know what to say." "I do anything to make my beautiful wife smile. Let's go inside I show you around okay?" I just nodded, I was so happy and excited. After our tour around the house we were standing in the living room. "I have one more thing to show you, ready?" "Yes." he took me by the hand and guided me on the balcony. There was a large hot tub and a small table with some drinks. "Terry that's wonderful, no one did something like that for me before." "They obviously didn't treat you like the queen you are my love. How about this we both change into something more comfortable and having a good time in the hot tub together?" "I'd love that honey." So I changed into a very nice bathing suit and went back to the balcony where Terry was already waiting. He helped me into the hot tub and pulled me into his lap, his arms around my body and his head resting on my shoulder. "God the view is beautiful honey."I said leaning back against his chest "Not as beautiful as you my love. I could spend hours just looking at you and I would never get tired of it. You make me the happiest man alive do you know that? And I can't wait to start a family with you. " he placed feather light kisses on my neck. " Well Mr Silver we have the whole week, maybe we can practice a bit?"I said turning to look at him " What are you waiting for my love? " with that he pulled me into a passionate and loving kiss.

[rosefrancaise8]

While I lay beside the pool this afternoon, glancing up occasionally from my engrossing book to take in the startling blue of the South Aegean Sea, I thought ‘I have fallen into an alternate universe’. My beloved partner is basking in dappled shade beside me on a lounge chair drinking a Gin and Tonic, which is something that has never happened in 23 years. No holiday has ever looked like this. Not the swimming pool and lounge chairs anyway.

We could have found ourselves at a different island that is not nearly so perfect and quiet - at Paros perhaps where we stopped en route for 6 hours with hundreds of fellow travellers all taking in the sun, the cocktails and the techno music. That was quite an experience - one that we wouldn’t have had if we had booked our ferry direct from Athens to Sifnos before it was booked out. We also wouldn’t have seen that giant ferry to Santorini disgorge hundreds of jostling people (David and I among them) at Paros while it took on new queues and huge cargo. We could have ended up in a hotel that is not this one, with its private spacious and simply furnished rooms, its spectacular views, it’s wonderful food and its next-level friendly and hospitable staff. Hats off to Michelle from the Travel Notebook because this recommendation was hers.

Before settling in beside the pool, we had walked down unending squiggly roads to the beautiful village of Kastro, which we can see from our hotel room, and which was the capital of Sifnos in its hay day in the second half of the 6th Century. We had not been idle! It is hard to know whether these picture postcard traditional villages sustain ordinary daily life. We thought we saw evidence of people actually living and working there but those that boasted the credentials of interior designers were definitely for fine weather holiday makers. There was one in particular that captured our eye - it was a renovator’s delight with an uninterrupted view of the Aegean Sea and it was for sale.

David is usually first to cry when the situation demands it. At the Acropolis in Athens more recently, but at so many other versions of stirring things. Today as I walked the long and winding descent to the Epya Martyres (Seven Martyrs) chapel perched way out on a limb of this beautiful coast I could feel the beginnings of a sob. I got over myself of course - I had many concentrative steps ahead of me before I would rejoin David in his sketching vantage point further up.

The chapel is apparently one of the most photographed sights on Sifnos and a favourite of brides and grooms everywhere - but it would be much less accessible were it not for Nike from Sifnos (of mum and dad’s vintage) who funded the construction of the sturdy path we walked down. Two little peep holes on one side of the chapel allow you to see just how very small this ancient church is. In a non-Pandemic year, it could fit maybe 10 at a pinch. There are no windows to show off the sea at its back - almost no windows at all, in fact. Just these little round holes. It is both totally exposed and very private. Its interior was similar to the churches we visited in Paros but even simpler. There was also a deep functioning well at its front, with a hinged blue timber lid below which you can see water stored in terracotta. We saw people swimming off the rocks below into a crystal clear acqua blue sea. I hope I have the courage to do that before we leave.

We couldn’t find steps to the Acropolis above us and the Museum was closed when we arrived - but we did find a lovely meal and a taxi to take us back to our hotel. I don’t know what part of this Island we will be visiting tomorrow. We will decide over dinner I guess.

[mushfiqur]

Santorini in October

Santorini in October, Santorini is known for its charming villages with white-washed buildings and blue-domed churches. In October, you can explore Oia, Fira, and Pyrgos without the crowds, taking in the local culture and stunning architecture.

Enjoy the local cuisine

Savor traditional Greek dishes in cozy tavernas. Don't miss out on the local wines and seafood. October is the harvest season, making it an excellent time for fresh produce.

Beach activities

While swimming might be a bit chilly, you can still sunbathe, take long walks on the beaches, and enjoy water sports.

Winery visits

Santorini is famous for its wineries, and October is the grape harvest season. Take a wine tour and taste some of the finest local wines.

Special Events and Festivals

In October, Santorini hosts two exciting events:

Santorini Arts Factory

This event showcases art exhibitions, music performances, and cultural activities, giving you a taste of the island's artistic side.

Santorini Experience

A swimming and running race with distances for all levels, set against the backdrop of Santorini's stunning scenery.

Where to Stay

Santorini offers various accommodation options, from luxury resorts to cozy guesthouses. October is an excellent time to find great deals on accommodation due to lower demand.

Transportation in Santorini

Getting to Santorini is easy, with direct flights from major European cities. Once on the island, you can use buses, taxis, or rental cars to explore its attractions.

Benefits of Visiting in October

October provides several advantages for travelers:

Fewer crowds

With fewer tourists, you can enjoy the island's beauty at your own pace.

Affordable prices

Accommodation, food, and activities often come at a lower cost during October.

Local Culture and Traditions

Immerse yourself in the local culture by witnessing traditional celebrations and events during your visit.

The Breathtaking Sunsets

Santorini is famous for its stunning sunsets. Visit Oia for an unforgettable experience.

Hiking and Outdoor Activities

Explore the island's trails and enjoy outdoor adventures in October's pleasant weather.

Health and Safety Tips

Stay hydrated, wear sunscreen, and be cautious while swimming. Also, be mindful of your belongings to avoid theft.

Capturing the Beauty

Santorini's picturesque landscapes make it a photographer's paradise. Don't forget your camera!

Shopping in Santorini

Take home souvenirs like local wines, olive oil, and handcrafted jewelry.

Nightlife in Santorini

Enjoy the island's vibrant nightlife in Fira and Kamari, with bars and clubs that stay open until the early hours of the morning.

Conclusion

Santorini in October is a hidden gem for travelers seeking a more relaxed and authentic Greek experience. With pleasant weather, fewer crowds, and a wealth of activities, it's the perfect time to explore this beautiful island

FAQs

Is Santorini in October a good time for a honeymoon?

Absolutely! The romantic ambiance and pleasant weather make it an ideal honeymoon destination.

What are the must-visit wineries in Santorini? 

Don't miss out on Santo Wines, Venetsanos Winery, and Domaine Sigalas for a wine-tasting experience.

Can I still enjoy the beach in October? 

While swimming might be a bit chilly, you can still relax on the beaches and enjoy the beautiful coastal scenery.

Are there any water sports available in October? 

Yes, some water sports are still available, so you can enjoy activities like paddleboarding and kayaking.

[valkilmerr]

Tag Game

tagged by @mackwinnon (thanks for the tag)

rules: tag 10 (or less) people you want to get to know better

relationship status: single

favourite colours: teal

song stuck in my head: Girlfriend by Avril Lavigne (I'm thinking of making an icemav gifset with that song idk)

three favourite foods: Pasta, tacos, cookies

last song I listened to: I ain't worried one republic

dream trip: Italy/ Santorini Greece

last thing(s) i googled: weather/ thunderstorm warning

tagging: @xhardyshuckleberriesx @calkale @narcobarbies @scottishaccentsareawesome @willaferreyras (only if you want)

[sterekfests]

Welcome to our Summer round of Sterek Fests! Sterek Summer Fest will run from May 28th - August 5th in celebration of Summer, whether you’re getting out for school at the end of the school year and have two months to travel, or love the heat and spending it locally with your pack, enjoying a staycation. There’s a little something for everyone!

Check out our Rules and FAQs. 

We also have a Discord you can join that has events running such as @sterekbingo and @sterekweekly.

How to Participate:

Participating in Sterek Summer Fest is easy and stress-free! This is a no-commitment fest where you can participate as little or as much as you want. Participate in one week and none of the others if you so fancy, or participate in all of them!

We have an AO3 Collection for you to post all of your creations in! 

This fest is open to both Fic and Art, so create to your heart's content!

How to post:

You can post your creations to any website that you want, as long as they are viewable to the public, whether that’s Tumblr, LiveJournal, DreamWidth, or our AO3 Collection.

@sterekfests so we see your creations to reblog them.

Use the tags #sterekfestssummer2023, and #sterekfests for generic tags.

For weekly tags: #sterekfestsbreak, #sterekfestscoastal, #sterekfestsstay, #sterekfestscamp, #sterekfeststent, #sterekfestslake, #sterekfestsroad, #sterekfestseuro, #sterekfestsisland, #sterekfestsBTS

Late Posting:

Late posting is always welcomed! The collection will stay open for late submissions.

If you have any questions, feel free to send us an ask!

- Liam (@sterekbros) & Dori (@evanesdust) 

Keep reading to see all the awesome theme weeks ahead!

May 28-June 3: School is out for the summer!  

School is out for the summer! It's time to relax, have fun, and enjoy the warm weather. Are Stiles and Derek looking forward to swimming, surfing, visiting friends, or just taking some time off? No matter what they do, it’s sure to be a summer to remember. 

June 4-10: Coastal Celebration

What better way to celebrate the summer than hitting the beach? Are Stiles and Derek watching the sunset in Santorini, Greece? Swimming in the clear waters of Hawaii? Maybe they’re taking a pack trip or sailing around the world together for the summer. Take us on their coastal celebration!

June 11-17: Staycation

It’s summertime in Beacon Hills! From the bowling alley to the indoor ice rink, there are a lot of fun places to hang out and explore. Will Stiles and Derek dance the night away at one of the local clubs? Or maybe they spend their time walking through the preserve, taking in all nature has to give. Who knows! It’s up to you to decide how Stiles and Derek spend their staycation.

June 18-24: Camping Anywhere

Stiles and Derek are going on a camping trip! Are they going to a National Park? Hiding out in the preserve in a den? Sleeping in the Jeep because the rain flooded them out of their undisclosed campsite? Maybe they’re taking a pack trip during the full moon to run under the moonlight together, hunting deer while Stiles and Derek renew their mating bond. Only you can tell us where their camping adventure will take us! 

June 25-July 1: Tented Elegance

It’s that time of the year when fabulous parties happen in large, elegant tents! Maybe Stiles and Derek are having a summer wedding on their property at the rebuilt Hale house, renewing their vows; or they’re having a pack get-together escaping the heat in style. Wherever they decide to spend their time, it’s under a large, elegant tent! Take us on their adventure this summer!

July 2-8: Luxe Lakeside

It’s time to hit the lake! Lydia Martin is known to throw the best parties at her lake house! But this one is going to last all summer. Is it pack party time? Or are Derek and Stiles alone at the lake house after everyone left the party? Maybe Stiles borrowed the key from Lydia and there is no party, so the mated couple is getting away and spending time alone. Or they’re taking a trip out of town to visit a lake house in a beautiful secluded place that is owned by Derek’s family. Only your imagination can tell us! 

July 9-15: Road Trip to Anywhere

Pack your bags for a road trip to anywhere! Stiles and Derek are getting the heck out of Beacon Hills this summer. Pick a destination, whether by Camaro or Jeep and show us their journey! Are they going to a state or national park? Visiting the hot springs in Yellowstone? Hitting all the cheesy roadside attractions with no destination in mind? Only you can show us! 

July 16-22: Backpacking Europe

Grab your backpack and your passports! Stiles and Derek are trekking across Europe this summer! Croatia, Hungary, Ireland, France, Spain, Portugal, Belgium, Germany, Greece… there are so many beautiful places the boys can visit this summer! Take us on your fantasy trip, or give us some insight if you live or have visited European destinations! 

July 23-29: Island Getaway 

Stiles and Derek are heading to an island getaway! It sounds like a great time to visit Cancun for the first time. Jamaica, The Bahamas, Puerto Rico, Barbados, Cuba, Honduras, the British Virgin Islands, Bora Bora, Fiji, Greece, Italy… There are so many places to visit, laying on a beach, catching some sun! What are Derek and Stiles doing on their island getaway? Are they on their honeymoon? Taking a pack trip? Take us away to their island getaway!

July 30-August 5: Back to School

Summer is over and it’s time to head back to school! Are Stiles and Derek the same age and in high school together? Are they attending the same university? Maybe they’re pledging the same fraternity or they are freshman roommates away for the first time at school. Maybe they met at summer camp and have to leave since summer is over and find out they don't live that far from each other. After all, it’s a small world! Take us back to school with Stiles and Derek!

[lukeevangelista]

Ooooo congrats on 600!! Can you do a vacation with jay? Like to a tropical place?

Ooo yes

I’d say it’d be in his mind to go somewhere like Santorini or Greece, ya know, the basic places.

Like he’d take it upon himself to plan the entire trip, telling you to just pack a weeks worth of weather appropriate clothes and some swim suits.

“Why?”

“Because. Just do it. And get your passport!” He’d shout as he walked backwards, shooting you a wink as he left your apartment.

“This boy.”

——

“I should listen to you more often.” You grinned over at Jay, who just had a smirk on his face.

“You should.” He agreed as he stood up, “I also think it’s time for you to go into the water!” He winked as he picked you up, tossing you over his shoulder.

[iannageorge]

Not an update, but…

As I try not to feel guilty missing a personal update deadline in my cozy but drab home, dreaming of warmer weather, I shall be honest.

I had been on a roll with writing… and then I decided to go to Greece with my friends a while back. (!!!)

Let’s call it fic research, shall we? 😉 (It wasn’t really. If anything, my writing prepared me for the trip, not the opposite.)

So instead of feeling bad for the delay in writing, I’ll choose today to celebrate this pretty big milestone. Without further ado, some fic-relevant stuff. 👀

The Acropolis in Athens!

View of the Acropolis from the Acropolis Museum!

Statues of Athena and Poseidon from the roof part of the Parthenon. In the Acropolis Museum. (Some missing parts in the British Museum. 🙄)

Aaand….

RHODES!!!!!! Yes! I went to Rhodos! I wouldn’t come back lol, but it’s like a dream come true to have been there!

To be honest, Athens is also… not what I expected. There’s probably a reason the only photos you really see are of the Acropolis. Sorry, I said it. 🙈 The islands are cute though. I have also learned that Mykonos and Santorini are gorgeous but drain your wallet. 💀 Would love to go to Crete in the future. Been hearing amazing things about it. And in general, avoid going to Greece in the beginning of September. It is just way too hot! Lastly, even if COVID isn’t a thing in the future, masks are helpful for exhaust and smoke. Still, I really loved Greece.

But anyway, the fic is also taking a while to update because I’ve been writing and editing 4+ chapters simultaneously to make things neater and really just editing whichever other of the 30-something chapters I’m in the mood for. See you when I see you. 😌