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princess of cannes, please come home ; george russell.

George's girlfriend is going viral because of her immaculate princess aura at Cannes Festival.

🏁: george russell x actress! girlfriend reader. (fc: elle fanning)

🏁: SMAU + written. reader uses she/her pronouns. use of Y/N. Intense making out session on the kitchen counter (nothing crazy, just them being chaotically sexy? idk if that's a real concept).

🪻: HI I'M BACK. I'm trying to use any free time I have from college and work to write down some ideas because doing this really relaxes me lol. elle's cannes pics started it all, what a woman. short and sweet because i really wanted to post something for george hehe. Hope you enjoy it 💙.

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vogue The Cannes enchantress: Actress Y/N Y/L/N stuns in a custom Armani Privé gown at the premiere of “Mon Amour”. Effortless. Elegant. Ethereal.

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lovelyyn: she floated not walked omg

georgerussell63: 🤩🫠

yngeorgelovechild: couldn’t believe my eyes when i saw this for the first time earlier today

user18: george must be suffering in silence I fear

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filmfestsource Y/N Y/L/N has officially entered her PRINCESS ERA at Cannes. Let’s talk about how she looks like she stepped out of a fairytale book.

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georgerussellgirly: she’s not real

cannesupdates: even the paparazzi clapped??

justyn63: george is pacing the floor somewhere I just know it

George Russell's Instagram story.

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↪️ alex_albon: just text her mate

georgerussell63: shut up, I'm being dramatic on purpose

↪️ yourusername: damn gorgeous boy, I'm on my way 😩

georgerussell63: thank you ma'am 🫡

↪️ lando: get a room

georgerussell63: planning on it, thank you very much

lando: i hate you

The front door clicked softly, and he didn’t even have to turn around to know it was her.

He was leaning against the kitchen island in sweatpants and a hoodie, pretending to scroll on his phone but really listening like a hawk. The minute her heels clicked against the wood floor, he glanced up—

—and forgot how to breathe.

She still hadn’t changed. That divine Armani Privé gown was still hugging her in all the ways that made him go feral. The soft shimmer of the fabric, the open back, her hair still swept up like she’d just stepped off the red carpet and into his flat.

She smiled at him. Tired. Radiant. Dangerous.

“Hi, baby.”

George raised an eyebrow. “Princess.”

“Oh god,” she laughed, stepping closer. “You saw the internet.”

“I am the internet right now.” He tossed his phone onto the counter. “Do you have any idea what you did to me? Those slow-mo videos all over Twitter?, Pictures of you laughing in the middle of the carpet"

She batted her lashes playfully. “You liked it?”

He stepped closer. “Liked it? I almost flew to Cannes mid-race weekend.”

She grinned, leaning her palms on the edge of the counter. “Jealous, Mr. Russell?”

George placed both hands beside hers, caging her in.

“Just a little. You were out there looking like royalty and I was stuck here imagining some French director trying to flirt with my girlfriend while I ate sad leftover pasta.”

“Well,” she said, voice low, “you don’t have to imagine anymore. I’m home.”

Silence pulsed. His gaze flicked down her face to her lips, then to the plunging neckline of her gown. Her breath hitched when his fingers brushed her waist.

“And you’re still in that dress,” he murmured.

“I didn’t have time to change.”

“I’m glad,” he whispered, before pulling her in by the waist and kissing her like the world had stopped spinning.

She gasped against his mouth, hands tangling in his hair, his grip tightening on her hips as he lifted her onto the kitchen counter without breaking the kiss. The gown pooled around her, glittering under the warm kitchen lights.

Her heels dug into the small of his back as his hands roamed up her thighs, over the fabric, under it. Their kisses turned hot, desperate—weeks of separation unraveling between lips and teeth and soft moans.

Somewhere between breathless giggles and wandering hands, she muttered, “We’re gonna wrinkle the dress—”

George pulled back just enough to smirk. “Let it wrinkle. Let the world know exactly why.”

And then he was kissing her again, and the counter creaked beneath them, and the internet had no idea what they’d unleashed.

“Okay wait—wait—George, this zipper is aggressive,” she wheezed mid-kiss as he fumbled with the back of her dress.

He was still half laughing, pressing kisses down her neck, voice muffled. “Why do dresses need engineering degrees to open?!”

“Because it’s Armani Privé, not H&M,” she snorted, clutching his jaw and pulling him back in for another kiss, even as he kept battling the invisible fortress that was her gown.

“I swear this zipper is judging me. It just judged me.”

She cackled, head thrown back, nearly tipping off the counter—he caught her just in time, one arm around her waist, the other still blindly fighting the zipper like it owed him money. “Don’t fall, Your Highness,” he teased, breath hot against her shoulder.

“Then hurry up, peasant,” she teased back.

He gasped. “Peasant?! You wound me.”

She shrugged innocently, then yelped when he bit gently at the skin just below her collarbone. “GEORGE!”

“That’s what you get for calling me a peasant,” he mumbled, finally managing to unzip the back with an exaggerated grunt of triumph.

The dress slithered down her chest and pooled around her waist like melted champagne.

George just stopped. Stared. “Jesus Christ.”

She wiggled her brows. “Do I pass inspection?”

He leaned in, voice low and unsteady. “You’re being arrested. Right now.”

“For what?”

“Being criminally hot in my kitchen.”

She dissolved into laughter, legs wrapping around his hips to pull him in again. “That’s not legally binding, Russell.”

“Oh, we’re gonna bind something, alright,” he whispered, palming the backs of her thighs and dragging her to the edge of the counter until she squeaked. “And it’s not legal. Or safe for the granite.”

“George,” she giggled, breathless as he kissed a trail down her sternum, “we are so getting noise complaints.”

“We’ll leave a slice of apology cake in front of their door later,” he mumbled against her skin.

“And what flavor is apology cake?”

“Whatever flavor I taste on you—”

She shrieked with laughter, thwacking his shoulder. “GEORGE!”

“You walked into that one, darling.”

Then his mouth was on hers again—deeper this time, slower, and she forgot about zippers and gowns and Cannes entirely.

Outside, the world still thought she was royalty.

But in George’s kitchen, barefoot on the counter, flushed and half-undressed, she was just his.

And god, she’d never felt more divine.

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tinumiel · 2 years ago

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Everyone: *shocked that Sihtric knocked out a ruthless man in like one punch*

Fighter!Sihtric, dumb of ass but stubborn of will:

Note: Fighter part 7. The end of the series???? earlier chapters are: here.

Warnings: fluff/light smut/suggestive. Mention of violence.

pairing: Modern!Sihtric x you (f)

summary: Sihtric was spending his days at training camp, preparing for his last ever fight. But everything was very different now that he was a married man.

wordcount: 4k

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'Have you seen the size of the spiders they got there, honey?'

'I miss you too,' you fought your tears as you held your phone, not wanting to cry during your video chat, which was nearly impossible as Sihtric, your husband, was already sobbing on screen.

'Fuck, bunny,' Sihtric exhaled sharply as he wiped his tears with his bruised hand, 'I used to love training camp,' he swallowed hard, 'but I really hate it now. I miss you, I just want to go home,' he said softly and started bawling all over again.

'Sihtric,' you sighed, 'it's… it's only two more weeks, honey, we're so close.'

You didn't know what to say. You already knew Sihtric was a softie at heart, but this took you by surprise. You had both been sad to kiss goodbye for several weeks, but you thought he would be fine, as he would go and do what he loved.

'I just need you,' Sihtric sniffled, 'please, love. Just… just come over, please, for the remaining weeks. I can arrange everything-'

'Darling, no,' you said as you wiped your own tears, 'we shouldn't. You know we shouldn't do that, don't tempt me, please.'

Your husband groaned and raked his fingers through his long, wet hair. Every night after training, when he was alone in his room and had taken a shower, he called you for hours until he almost fell asleep. Every night had been emotional, but tonight had to be the worst, and you didn't know why. And apparently, neither did Sihtric. He just missed you. All day of pretending to be a tough guy just got to him tonight, and he broke down only moments after you had picked up his late night video call.

'I know,' he said and tried to compose himself again, 'when all this is said and done, I never want to sleep without you anymore. Promise me you'll sleep beside me every night?' he asked, his big, teary eyes staring at you through your screen.

'I promise,' you smiled and sniffled, 'I don't want another night without you either. I… I don't like being here, on my own. In your house I mean,' you looked around as you laid all alone in Sihtric's huge bed, 'this house, it's just too big. Even when you're here I still feel… you know...'

'I know, baby,' Sihtric smiled softly, 'I want to move as well. Not because I think it's too big of a place, but I'm just tired of life there. It's still too close to the city for my liking and I just don't want to greet any more neighbours when I go for a jog. We'll start looking for a new place after the fight, I promise,' he said and puckered his lips to you, blowing you a kiss.

'You still want a big house like this?' you frowned.

'Well, yeah,' Sihtric chuckled, 'we'll need space for our future children,' he shrugged, 'and I want the house to be big enough so that I can still fuck you senseless, without having our kids hearing anything,' he laughed.

'Sihtric!' you yelled but had to laugh too, 'we'll see about that, tiger,' you hid your face half under your blanket.

'Not pregnant yet, honey?' he asked after a moment.

Sihtric had asked you that question every damn day since he last had sex with you, several weeks ago, early in the morning in the shower, before he had to leave for camp. But your tests were still negative.

'I don't think so, love,' you shook your head lightly, 'no positive tests yet.'

Sihtric smiled weakly and sighed, a little disappointed. 'We'll keep trying, baby,' he said.

'As if you mind,' you chuckled.

'As if you mind,' he laughed.

'I'm in no rush to have children, you know that. If it happens then it happens.'

'I know,' Sihtric sighed, 'I know there's no rush.'

'I think we should first get this fight done with. After that you need some time to calm down from everything,' you said, 'and then we should look for a new place to live and talk about the future.'

'I know,' Sihtric shrugged, 'I think we should take a trip after the fight. Somewhere warm.'

'Again? Babe, we just came back from-'

'That was only a weekend, bunny,' Sihtric interrupted you, 'I mean a proper trip. We already had to cut short our stay in Hawaii. We never really had a honeymoon, did we?'

'You just keep finding excuses to get away,' you chuckled.

'Hey, I don't need excuses to want to get away with my wife,' Sihtric laughed, 'what the fuck?'

You laughed at his playfully hurt face. 'Fine, where to?'

'I don't know yet,' Sihtric said, 'anywhere you want to go, my love. Maybe Australia?'

'Australia?!' you frowned, 'babe… I don't know.'

'What? Why not?'

'Have you seen the size of the spiders they got there, honey? Absolutely not,' you shook your head.

'Oh, come on. As if you'll encounter those,' Sihtric scoffed.

'And what if we do? Then what? You're going to challenge it to a fight?'

'Well, they're big enough, aren't they?' Sihtric laughed.

'Good night,' you hissed.

'No, no! Baby! Don't hang up!' Sihtric yelled, and he calmed down when he saw you were only joking.

'Look, let's first focus on this fight and see how you get out of it, okay?' you said, 'may the gods forbid, but maybe you come out all battered and bruised, then we won't be going anywhere for a while.'

'I know,' Sihtric sighed, and he stared at you with his big eyes for seconds, without saying a word.

You chuckled lightly, feeling yourself become a little shy suddenly. You couldn't believe he still had that effect on you after all this time.

'You're so beautiful,' he eventually said, with a shy smile on his own face. And you saw he teared up again. 'I miss you so much, baby,' he whispered, not even fighting his tears anymore, 'you're everything, bunny. I swear. You're everything I need in my life. I never…' he swallowed hard, 'I never thought someone could make me feel like this. So happy and complete yet so… so vulnerable. I can't fucking think straight when I'm with you or without you,' he chuckled, 'you don't know what you do to me, love.'

'And you don't know what you do to me either,' you smiled, teary eyed.

'Can't be good,' Sihtric smiled weakly as he looked away from his screen.

'It's not good,' you said, 'it's perfect, Sihtric. Look at me,' you said softly, waiting for him to look back at his phone again, 'I love you. Until the end of time. Nothing can get in between us, nothing. I mean, fuck,' you laughed, 'I had given up on love before I met you. I never even had dreams of getting married, or to have a family. Until you came around. You and your stupid cocky attitude, and that pretty scarred face,' you smiled, 'you turned my goddamn world upside down. And we've been through hell but we got out, only to be dragged back into hell again, but we're still here. You're still with me despite the trouble our relationship has caused you, and the amount of pretty ladies and men throwing themselves at you. And you get me, you never tried to change me. And you just make me feel loved, and safe…'

'Baby, stop,' Sihtric said, almost inaudible as he was a snotty, blubbering mess. And he needed a minute to pull himself back together again.

'No one ever…,' he took a deep breath, 'no one in my life ever made me feel loved,' he said softly, 'and I know that sometimes I react too heavily. Too overprotective and too angry at little things when it comes to you, but it's just because I- I am terrified of losing you. No one ever loved me. Not my family. Not my brother or my father, maybe my mother but I don't even remember her. Everyone in my life has been temporary or were only there to hurt me. And you… you heal me. And sometimes I hold onto you too much, I know that, but you are all that matters to me. The only thing that truly matters. And I'm so sorry that I've handled a lot of things the wrong way, my love. I'm still learning how to… be a… to be someone's o-other half, because I never thought I would be someone's half.'

Two weeks later you were in New York. It was fight night and you couldn't wait to wish your man good luck before he had to walk out. But due to some security issues, you weren't allowed to see him before his fight. Finan argued with everyone in charge, but it didn't change a single thing. No one that was part of the fighter's training team was allowed to meet up, and this wasn't just for Sihtric, it was the same for Sigtryggr.

You were upset but you knew you couldn't change the rules, you just had to wait until after the fight.

Sihtric was furious that he couldn't see you and it almost got out of hand in his dressing room. Luckily Uhtred managed to talk some sense into him, which withheld him from punching everyone in the face that kept you away from him.

But Sihtric was fueled with rage, and sexual frustration, by the time he had to walk out.

'There he is,' Erik, one of the fight commentators said as your Dane walked out to the cage, 'Sihtric Kjartansson. I didn't think he'd be here, to be honest.'

'Really?' Sigefrid, the other commentator said, 'he's had a rough time, but he is a man of his word.'

'That is true,' Erik agreed, 'but no one would have blamed him if he had completely pulled out of the fight after everything.'

Sihtric entered the cage and he immediately paced around the octagon like a wild, vicious beast, baring his mouthpiece-covered teeth occasionally as his eyes scanned the crowd on the floor, looking for you.

'Look at him' Sigefrid said, 'what an impressive body. And we already know he is an insanely skilled fighter!'

'But so is Sigtryggr,' Erik said, 'we can't underestimate either one of them, as this is not just boxing. This fight will not be easy.'

'It won't be,' Sigefrid laughed, 'I hope we'll see loads of blood!'

The crowd was loud an excited at the sight of your husband, and you couldn't keep your eyes off him either.

'What is he doing?' Erik asked as they saw Sihtric kept pacing around, 'is he looking for someone?'

'Oh!' Sigefrid said, when he followed Sihtric's gaze, 'his wife! His wife is here!'

'Oh, right, amidst all the chaos surrounding him I forgot he got married,' Erik laughed.

Sihtric walked over to the side you were at, and he leaned against the fence. He stared into your eyes with such intensity, you felt completely flushed and even shy at your husband's gaze. You wanted to look away, but you couldn't, because this was the first time you saw him again after weeks of being apart. And he looked so damn good. His body was ripped, in impressive shape, and his long hair was braided again.

'Baby!' Sihtric shouted, but the crowd was too loud and you could barely hear him. He gestured for you to come over, but Finan was quick to hold you back when you got up from your chair.

'What… what is he doing?' Sigefrid commented, and Erik shrugged, confused.

'No, weetheart,' Finan said as he held your arm, 'you can't go to him, not now. And he knows that bloody well himself,' Finan huffed, knowing Sihtric could get disqualified if he got close to someone that was not part of his team right now.

You sighed and looked back at your husband, you weakly threw your hands up, gesturing that you couldn't just get over to him now. And Sihtric angrily slammed his gloved palms against the black metal chain-link fence before he paced back and forth again. His eyes were full of fire as he kept staring at you, like a tiger in a cage, eyeing his prey. Except he didn't want to harm you, he just desperately wanted to love you. And you were so close to him now, but he still wasn't allowed to be near you, and it infuriated him. Sihtric kept walking back and forth, occasionally stopping to lean against the fence again, mouthing I love you's and blowing kisses at you.

'I mean, there's alot we can say about Sihtric,' Erik said, 'but his loyalty and undying love for his wife is incredible and genuine.'

'That is true,' Sigefrid said, 'but we can't forget to give her credit too. Because if all those stories are true, she he has truly stuck with him, and that is worth a lot these days.'

'Absolutely,' Erik said.

'And she's a beauty!' Sigefrid laughed.

'I wouldn't let Sihtric hear that,' Erik snorted.

The commentators laughed while you stared at your husband, terrified, because he wasn't calm. Sihtric wasn't clear headed right now, and this could be his downfall. This could get him severely injured, again. You knew Sigtryggr was a ruthless fighter, and you didn't need to be a fighter yourself to see that Sihtric was taken by weakness right now.

You watched how Sihtric and Sigtryggr touched gloves and then walked back to their respective corners.

And then the dreaded sound of the bell echoed through the arena. The crowd roared and you felt sick to your stomach. You were absolutely terrified for your man's wellbeing right now, and you held your breath when both men approached each other at the centre of the cage.

You clung onto Finan when Sigtryggr threw a fake punch, trying to catch Sihtric off guard, but it didn't work. Instead, about 15 seconds into the fight, Sihtric suddenly caught Sigtryggr in the face with a brutal high kick. And Sigtryggr fell down to the canvas within a split second, knocked out.

The crowd erupted in baffled screams and shouts, Erik and Sigefrid also broke out in loud shouting as they jumped up, and you just stared at the cage in disbelief. Finan shook you as he jumped with happiness next to you, but you couldn't believe it. You were nailed to the ground as you watched Sihtric jump up the fence and climb over, throwing out his mouthpiece before he jumped upon the commentators table.

'I'll fucking have you for talking about my wife, don't think I didn't hear you,' Sihtric grinned at Sigefrid, and both men laughed before Sihtric leaped off the table, running over to you.

'Love!' he yelled, but you were still frozen as he ran up to you.

Finan pushed you towards your husband, as you still couldn't grasp it, and just like that first fight you had been at, Sihtric picked you up in his arms and he kissed you as if there was no tomorrow.

'I can't believe this!' Erik yelled, 'this is unreal! Absolutely unreal!'

'I… I have no words,' Sigefrid smiled, 'and look at him! He hasn't wasted a single breath in that cage, it's like there never was any fight. He has zero damage to himself. Amazing. Just amazing.'

'It's a shame he retires,' Erik shook his head, smiling, 'I mean, technically, this fight was his UFC debut, and look what he did. Look what he did! If he decided to continue within the UFC, his payslip would be insane!'

'Yeah, but he's not in it for the money,' Sigefrid shrugged, 'I doubt he'll make a return, but you never know,' he said, and both men smiled as they saw history repeat itself when Sihtric kissed you, in the middle of the crowd.

As soon as you felt his lips pressed onto yours, you snapped out of your dream-like state. You took his face in your hands as he held you, and you kissed him back, eagerly.

'I missed you so much,' Sihtric sighed, and he kissed you again.

You were both deaf to the excited cheers around you, you only had eyes and ears for each other.

'I missed you too,' you sniffled, and Sihtric put you back down on your feet, 'I'm sorry I couldn't see you before the fight, they wouldn't let us.'

'I know,' Sihtric said, clearly annoyed again when he remembered it, 'it was the same for every other fighter, fucking bullshit,' he huffed and pulled you in for another kiss.

'I can't believe you won,' you said, suddenly realising what just happened, 'and so… so fast?!'

'I was fucking fuming, love,' Sihtric said as he looked down at you, 'I knew the sooner I'd finish that fight the sooner I could be with you,' he shrugged.

You laughed and shook your head, and then Finan said that Sihtric had to get back into the octagon, as they still had to officially announce the winner, and it looked like Sigtryggr had regained consciousness again.

'Come,' Sihtric said and pulled your arm.

'Wait,' you said, 'am I allowed to go there?' you asked and looked at Finan, knowing that he would tell you the truth, whereas Sihtric would just say 'yes' even if you weren't allowed to go there.

'Yeah, partners, friends, family… they are allowed to get in the cage now,' Finan smiled, and he followed the two of you as Sihtric walked you to the cage, with his arm around waist.

Sihtric kept holding your hand inside the octagon as Sigefrid wanted to announce the winner, to make it official, and he kept telling Sihtric he had to let go of you, but your husband refused.

After the announcement he shook hands with Sigtryggr, paying quick respect to him while he still held your hand in his other. And when Erik went to interview Sigtryggr, drawing all eyes on them for a moment, Sihtric turned to you and gently pushed you towards the metal fence.

'Hey,' he smiled, his hands settled on your waist as he had you cornered.

'Hey,' you chuckled, your hands slowly moving up his insanely toned chest.

'Kiss?' Sihtric asked, almost looking shy.

You smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck as he leaned in. You kissed, hot and heavy, and for a moment it seemed that Sihtric would tear your clothes off right there in that cage. He didn't care that the whole world could see him claim you as he kissed you desperately. And you reluctantly broke the kiss and took his hands while he leaned his forehead against yours.

'Easy, tiger,' you smiled, breathless.

'Waited so long for you,' Sihtric said, sounding desperate, 'don't make me wait any longer.'

'It's not my choice, Sihtric,' you chuckled, 'hey,' you said as you saw Erik approach, 'you gotta do your interview now.'

Sihtric groaned. He didn't want to do the stupid interview, because he had to do another one in about an hour, together with Sigtryggr for their last press moment. So Sihtric already knew he didn't have much time for what he wanted right now. He first had to do this short interview, then he had to get you alone in his dressing room, where he'd fuck you as soon as that door closed behind him, and then he still had to shower, dress up decently and make his way to the last press conference, and who knows for how long he'd have to answer questions, before he could finally take you back to his hotelroom.

You grinned at Sihtric's annoyed face, because you knew what he desperately wanted, and you took a step back when Erik congratulated Sihtric once again.

'So, we know you are officially retired now,' Erik said as he pulled Sihtric to the centre of the octagon, in front of a dozen cameras, 'but I don't believe we've seen the last of you here, Sihtric. This was such a promising finish to a highly anticipated fight, we would be shocked if you'd never return to the game. So tell us, what future plans do you have? What will you do next?'

Sihtric grabbed Erik's hand to pull the microphone towards him, and he stared at Erik.

'I'm gonna do my wife next,' Sihtric said, completely deadpan, and let go of Erik's hand before he turned and walked back over to you.

Sihtric took your hand and helped you down the short stairs, out of the cage, and before your feet could touch the concrete arena floor, Sihtric picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. And with a grin on his face he carried you all the way backstage, to his dressing room.

'What do you mean there's no lock on the door?' you hissed as Sihtric struggled with his dressing room door.

'Well there is a lock,' Sihtric said, agitated, 'but it won't lock!'

He fought with the key for another second and then just kicked the door.

'Calm down, Sihtric,' you rolled your eyes at your hot headed husband as you sat down on the comfy sofa.

'Whatever,' Sihtric muttered and turned to you.

With two big steps he made his way over and climbed on top of you, after he had pushed you down on the sofa. He pulled down your jeans and your panties before you even realised it, and you laughed.

'I missed your eagerness,' you smiled as Sihtric took off his fightshorts and threw them along with his groin protector cup on the floor.

'That all you missed?' Sihtric grinned as he lowered his body down onto yours, and he nuzzled your nose, 'hm?'

'You know what else I missed,' you gave him a cheeky smile and wrapped your arms around his neck.

'Mhm,' Sihtric hummed, 'my wife missed my cock, didn't she?'

'I did,' you breathed when you felt him slowly enter you, 'I missed my husband's cock,' you hissed with a smile.

'Oh, gods,' Sihtric sighed desperately as he felt your walls clench around him, 'I bet you did,' he chuckled mischievously and kissed your lips, 'I love you, baby,' he whispered.

'I love you too,' you whispered and closed your eyes as he bucked his hips into you.

Slowly at first, but Sihtric quickly lost his self control. He had been desperate for you ever since he last saw you, nearly two months ago, and he couldn't hold himself back anymore. He fucked you fast, hard, deep and… short.

'Oh, fuck!' Sihtric growled as he came, only minutes after you just got started, and your eyes shot open in surprise.

'Fuck,' Sihtric hissed, 'fuck, I'm so sorry, baby,' he moaned, 'oh, gods,' he said out of breath, 'I- I didn't mean to finish already, babe… I… I'm sorry.'

He pushed himself up to look at you, a little embarrassed. You stared at him, wide-eyed and open mouthed, completely bewildered.

Sihtric could keep it up for at least an hour with you. He could do it quickly too, but then he still wanted to enjoy you and he'd last at least 20 minutes. Him not even lasting three whole minutes was something you didn't expect to ever happen.

'Shit,' he sighed and pulled out of you.

He sat back on the sofa and buried his face in his gloved hands. You had both been so eager, neither of you had bothered to take off his fingerless gloves or handwraps. Sihtric looked at you, as you still laid there, and you started to laugh.

'What the fuck was that?' you laughed.

Sihtric shrugged and his cheeks turned a deep shade of red.

'I'm really sorry, love,' he said softly and hid his face again.

'Babe,' you snorted and pushed yourself up, pulling him in for a hug, 'it's fine,' you chuckled and kissed his cheek, 'I guess you were just really excited, huh? You're doing everything fast tonight it seems.'

'I guess,' Sihtric chuckled, relieved that you weren't upset or worse; disappointed.

Well, you were a little disappointed, as you had been looking forward to this moment all the same. But you knew Sihtric would make it up to you later that night, in his hotel room on the top floor, overlooking the entire city, where he'd fuck you in front of the window. And in the morning, he'd have his way with you again; in bed, and later once more in the bathroom.

And maybe, if he wasn't too rough with you, he'd have you again after lunch, on the table, before you'd go sightseeing the city. Because Sihtric was determined to get you pregnant as soon as possible, and you both enjoyed the process of trying.

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#he really went: to everyone who believed thinking with my d!ck would backfire JOKES ON YOU #entering his elle woods era

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selfhelpforstudents · 11 months ago

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✨In my Elle Woods Era ✨

#studyblr #motivation to study #studygram #study notes #study tips #study motivation #studying #quotes #studyspo #books and libraries

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cressidagrey · 2 months ago

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assuming you’re a swiftie, what’s your favorite song or era? did you go to the eras tour? 🪩

& do you get your inspiration from music or how do you create these beautiful characters and story lines?

I did not go to the eras tour! I am a broke uni student and tickets were like 370 bucks around here which is literally what stabling my horse costs for a months, so I had priorities 😂

Favourite song: You're On Your Own, Kid

I do get a lot of inspiration from music, but also from stuff I read or I see on TV or a movie I watched. I pick up pieces and characteristics of other characters an then mesh them together to my own.

Like for example, I have this story idea in my head where Max gets obsessed with this anonymous sim racer that keeps beating him. So then I was like, okay, who do I want this girl to be, which character I have seen in media that is kinda like her in some way?

And my choices don't make sense to anybody but me, but they were: Elle Woods (Legally Blonde), Felicity Smoak (Arrow) and Penelope Garcia (Criminal Minds). Now you probably think I am insane. But for me, it's really easy to take a bunch of character and like pick and chose their characteristics to fit what I need story wise.

So for that story, which currently only lives in my head, I knew I wanted her to be a Leclerc!Sister. And I wanted like the complete opposite to Belle in White Horse, aka her brothers absolutely doting on her.

So she's the youngest. She's like the most "stereotypical" girly girl, you can imagine (aka Elle Woods), loves pink, has a spoiled Persian cat name Bijou, but is actually also pretty damn smart as well (Felicity Smoak) and never apologises for being herself (Penelope Garcia).

#c answers #white horse

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agirlwithglam · 1 year ago

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Hi!! I hope I'm not disturbing you but I wanted to ask how do I work hard. Because when I was younger I got really good marks without trying and now the subjects are hard and social media is distracting but I can't seem to delete it. This is also why my grades are even low then before and I'm really afraid to disappoint my parents (being the eldest daughter doesn't help). So can you please just give me some pointers on how can I actually study and not just cry because I don't know how to. Have a great day!! <3

literally omg. is this past me asking me a question?? like actually u have no idea how much i relate and understand this. the "gifted child" who always got good grades without needing to study now finds things more difficult. i know many people have said this, but i actually have been through this not too long ago. i hope these tips help <3

how to work hard + actually study (realistic)

forget hard work. at least do the work! (its so funny because i literally had a post about this all ready in my drafts about to get posted, so i'll keep this short and link the post.) stop focussing on doing hard work like studying 24/7. just put in the basic necessities you need to get a better grade. hard work post link

use the disappointment and embarrassment as fuel. (basically find a very strong why) (mini story-ish thing coming up, skip to the blue text for the actual advice) i still remember the day i got such a bad score on my math and science test, i was FURIOUS at myself and i cried about it! telling it to my parents was one of the hardest things i had to do and feeling their disappointment was even worse. but that became my turning point. i was so ashamed of myself and i resented me so much that i basically just told myself "i dont freaking care what you feel *with distaste*. you brought this on yourself you failure" (a bit very harsh, yes i know) but the way i studied that week- i studied more than i every had before! also doing this doesnt really lower my self esteem a whole lot, but if it does with you, please be gentle with yourself. : so what i'm trying to say it; use that feeling of shame and disapointment as a fuel, a motivation. The big “why”.

ALTER EGOOOSSSS. this helps SOOOO MUCH its so underrated. embody the energy of your fav people who are the academic inspiration you wanna be! example: rory gilmore, paris geller, elle woods, blair waldorf, etc etc! not only is this so helpful but it also makes it so much more fun and easier!!

parent yourself. i used to tell myself to do stuff like "go study now!" or "get up lazy-butt" but in my mind. but what if you tried to say those stuff out loud to yourself? it just creates a whole new level of real. So start telling yourself to do stuff out loud.

honestly just start. stop letting yourself think about how "uncomfortable" and how "annoying" it will be. All you need to know is that you need to get it done. Right? Ok. So now what’s the next smallest step you can take to getting to do the unwanted task? It may be taking out your material, opening your book, etc.

( !! tough love, but very important rant coming up)

You privileged brat. Your parents gave up EVERYTHING so you could have the education that you are having. They worked so so hard for YOU. So YOU can have the life you want. And all for what? Just for you to throw it all away and say “oh im lazy”. HELL NAH.

And also, do you realise how fortunate you are to be even living in such a time/ era where you have access to basically EVERYTHING? You’re stuck on something? You could easily search it up!! And whats more is that you can further learn. You can search up and find out more about the thing that you’re studying, become the smartest person in your class, get so ahead in life. I hope you realise that if you do use all the resources and materials and help that’s been given to you, just imagine how far you could go! Further than Albert Einstine, Elon Musk, etc. you may be like “what! No that’s gonna be too hard!” But did they have the tools that you have right at your hand? No! They made it all the way with just simple stuff and having to work super hard. But you live in a time where you can do TWICE as much without working as hard!!

And one more thing, QUIT WHINING. “Oh school is so hard!” “Oh school is so boring!” Like whattt???? You are so FORTUNATE and LUCKY to be even getting access to such education! MILLIONS of kids out there would kill to be able to learn what you are so easily dismissing right now. So TAKE ADVANTAGE OF WHAT YOU HAVE. Put your ALL, your very BEST into studying and getting good grades because THAT is whats gonna take you so SO far in life.

Thank you very much, *mic drop*. (i still ly pookie)

dealing with social media:

put the screen time widget on your phone home screen. i did this, and i became so embarrassed by the amount of screen time i had in one day (*cough* 12 hours *cough*) that i made certain to stop using it as much.

screen time limits. this may or may not help you, bc i know that when i knew the screen time password, it didn't do a lot of help but when someone else did (like parents or someone you trust), then it definitely worked. this is probably only best if you're a child around under 14 ish bc thats around the age when most parents put screen time limits + after that age you're gonna be a lot more independent.

more *extremely* helpful resourses:

tips to decrease your phone screen time by @imbusystudying

how to reduce your screen time in the digital age? (an article)

studying tips from a straight-A student by @universalitgirlsblog2

how to study like paris geller by @4theitgirls

more blogs i recomend:

@elonomhblog @mindfulstudyquest @study-diaries @thatbitchery

xoxo, vanilla

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suzieloveships · 1 year ago

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Marauders era's girls x girl childhood

Lily - Strawberry Shortcake girl first, human second, collected greeting cards and watched the cartoon religiously. Loves Barbie, had few dolls and watched every movie with Petunia, her favorite ones are Magic of Pegasus and Princess Charm School. Watched Winx, her favorite was Bloom. Favorite Disney Princesses are Belle and Cinderella, Twilight is her favorite out of Mane6 from MLP. One of 10 people on the planet that read Star Darlings.

Marlene - Polly Pocket girl, had a dozen of those tiny boxes. Adores Monster High, got atleast 2 dolls for every birthday, seen every movie. Watched og He-man and She-ra with her brothers and was super hype once the reboot came out. Made James and Peter watch Barbie movies and W.I.T.C.H., they made her watch TMNT and Transformers. Her favorite Barbie movies are Mermaid Tale and Diamond Castle, favorite pony is Rainbow Dash and favorite Disney Princesses are Mulan and Merida

Mary - dances ballet since she was 10, watched Angelina Ballerina almost every day and read as many Angelina books as she could. Collected LPS since she was 6, has two shelfs in her room just for the figurines. Favorite Barbie movie is Nutcracker and Swan Lake, mostly because of the real ballet dances in those movies. Her favorite Disney Princesses are Tiana and Rapunzel and Rarity is her favorite pony. Elle Woods and Cher Horowitz are her heroes

Dorcas - she is Tiana and Tiana is she, she owns colour green, as a kid definitly tried to kiss a frog atleast once and she and Pandora dressed up as Tiana and Lottie for Halloween 2 years in a row. Adored My scene, had many dolls, watched all movies and cartoon episodes and played all of the flash games. Also watched Winx and listened to Winx's albums so often I started to drive her family insine. Was also obsessed with PowerPuff Girls. Watches Sofia the First and Elena of Avalor with her younger sister. Mariposa duology are her favorite Barbie movies, Applejack is her favorite pony

Pandora - W.I.T.C.H. girl, collected comics as they were coming out, still has a box with accessories that came with each issue, rewatched the whole show every year, probably forced Regulus watch with her. Watched all of Disney Fairies movies and read all of the books, forever mad that Rani was not in the movies. Fairytopia trilogy stan, had a Bibble plushie. Pinkie Pie is her favorite pony and Aurora and Ariel are her favorite Disney Princesses. Watches Enchanted atleast 3 time per year

Sybill - One of 5 people that remembers Bratzillaz, but never really got into a Bratz. She just really likes a cartoon where a main character is a seer. She also likes Barbie, Rapunzel is her favorite. Religiously watched Addams family cartoon and Laika's movie. Had all 3 MLP G3 movies on DVD and later got obsessed with Friendship is Magic, her favorite is Fluttershy. Her favorite Disney Princesses are Snow White and Aurora. Practical magic is her comfort movie

Emma - Bratz girl, bought many dolls, watched all of the movies, even the live action one and listen to every album. Was also obsessed with Totally spies and Kim Possible, wanted to be a spy until she was 10. Despite being Bratz girl she did seen few Barbie movies, 3 musketeers is probably her favorite. Will unironically say that Kuzco is her favorite Disney Princess, it's actually Jasmine. Also a big fan of Jem and the holograms. Can quote Mean Girls so well it's actually scary

Amelia - one of those Barbie scholars. Not only has she see all of the movies she also knows deep lore of the toy. Don't ask her which movie is her favorite, she cannot choose. Adores Legally Blonde, movie and the musical. Hello Kitty aesthetic. Favorite Disney Princess is Rapunzel. Read Princess Diaries serie and hates to movie for completly ruining the story

Emmeline - MLP stan, can sing every song on Rainbow Rocks soundtrack, her favorite is Twilight, og LyraBon shipper. Also loves Care Bears, definetly annoys everyone by yelling Care Bear Stare while throwing thing at people. Had a massive crush on David Bowie and watch Labyrinth over and over again. Favorite Disney Princess are Ariel and Mulan and favorite Barbie movie is Princess and the Pauper

Lucinda - Evar After High girl, watch the whole show, bought many dolls and had a diary with a key. Thought Somebody to Love was written for Ella Enchanted. Favorite Barbie movie is Thumbelina. Got really into Buffy as she grew older. Grew up with DreamWorks rather than Disney, but Jasmin is probably her favorite princess

Hestia - lived near sea and had a mermaid phase. Watched H2O and Aquamarine almost every day. Marmaid Tale duology stan. Favorite Disney Princess is obviously Ariel and favorite pony is Pinkie Pie. Had a small Sylvanian Families collection. Was also a big Sailor Moon fan. Adores studio ghiblie movies, especially Ponyo. Actually owned the 13th year on DVD, that's how big her obsession with mermaid was

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