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Hello, friends!

It was requested more than once so here it is: my YouTube channel!

I’ll be posting a variety of content: speed drawing videos (both digital and traditional), tutorials, art tips, drawing challenges, q&a videos in my pajamas, etc. Maybe even a random vlog here and there. And, of course, suggestions are always welcome!

So please do subscribe if this sounds appealing at all :D

And enjoy this simple self portrait speed drawing video!

going up north ❄

hi guys! my best friend (@justlickthedrumstick), who is also an amazing writer, is writing a phanfic that i absolutely adored and i decided to draw this lil thing inspired by it 
here you can read the first chapter: We can start it all over again// What a feeling 
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       i couldn’t resist waiting alright? i just HAD to make it 221, y’all know that i had. either way, i’m still so utterly surprised by the support and warmth i keep getting form all of my followers. never before, in my approx eight years of role-playing did i feel as welcome as i am in this community. and for that i want to thank all of you. you made my experience here the most incredible one and just thinking about it makes me feel a bit chocked up. and i simply can’t believe how many amazing friends i found here. i hope things remain like that for the entirety of time i am in this community. i love you all and i’m sorry if i forget to include you, i’m doing this by mind, so if i skip anyone it’s because my mind is crap. 

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Holy crap snacks, there are a lot of you! Thank you all for the follows and putting up my shenanigans. As always, feel free to ask me anything. Whether or not I’ll know the answer or reply seriously is another matter, but you can ask anyway haha. 

Life permitting I’ll do something big when we hit 30k. Maybe another 80% lower give away or something like that.

OH, and I’ve been kicking around the idea of maybe making some shirts and patches here in the not too distant future.

Anyway cheers and lots of love! Stay awesome my friends

-Todd, your friendly neighborhood funsmith

35 Prompts :)

So here is my new prompt list!! Leave requests! I now accept under the Riverdale fandom!! The others I also accept is Hamilton, Supernatural, Sherlock, and My Candy Love!

1.“That’s starting to get annoying”
2.“Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.”
3.“You can’t just sit there all day.”
4.“I’m not here to make friends.”
5.“I need a place to stay.”
6.“Well, that’s tragic.”
7.“You’re seriously like a man-child.”
8.“You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!”
9.“I lost our baby.”
10.“Sorry isn’t going to help when I kick your ass!!!”
11.“Stop being so cute.”
12.“I feel like I can’t breathe.”
13.“You need to see a doctor.”
14.“You’re getting a vasectomy. That’s final.”
15.“This is girl talk, so leave.”
16.“I could punch you right now.”
17.“Are you going to talk to me?”
18.“Welcome back. Now fucking help me.”
19.“Here, take my blanket.”
20.“I don’t want you to stop.”
21.“How could I ever forget about you?”
22.“You’re bleeding all over my carpet.”
23.“We need to talk.”
24.“I want a pet.”
25.“Just smile, I really need to see you smile right now.”
26.“I’m not wearing a dress.”
27.“I’m not wearing a tie.”
28.“I hope I’m never stuck with you on a deserted island.”
29.“Does he know about the baby?”
30.“Hold still.”
31.“I’m not going to be sympathetic until you go to a doctor.”
32.“Fine, don’t say anything and make me worry.”
33.“Tell me you need me.”
34.“Oh honey, I’d never be jealous of you.”
35.“I had a bad dream again.”

anonymous asked:

Hi, can I request some Dudley/Pansy headcanons? Thanks!

this is a muggle au for the @hprarepairnet trope challenge! this is for the trope “childhood marriage promise” from this list

  • pansy parkinson had been best friends with dudley dursley since her parents moved into his neighborhood when she was only four years old.
  • she remembered poking his chubby cheeks and giggling as he chased her around her backyard.
  • they did everything together up until middle school.
  • and now, one night stood out in her memory.
  • they were ten years old.
  • they climbed onto pansy’s roof after dudley protested for a good twenty minutes to star gaze.
  • she was drinking a grape soda, and he nervously picked at his finger nails as they laid there.
  • “are you even looking at the stars, dud?” she teased, “i don’t see why you’re so nervous.”
  • “i’m not rebellious like you, pans,” he explained to her, “i’m pretty sure i’m going to fall off the roof.”
  • she scoffed and rolled her eyes, “whatever you say, duddikins.”
  • “you promised you would never call me that!”
  • “your mom always calls you that.”
  • “and i hate it.”
  • “it’s cute.”
  • “shut up, pansy.”
  • she smirked.
  • but she turned her head to the side to examine dudley’s profile.
  • his cheeks were getting chubbier, and she felt the great urge to poke his dimple.
  • but she didn’t.
  • he turned his head over and caught her staring. for some reason, she blushed.
  • “what is it?” he asked her.
  • “nothing, i was just thinking.”
  • “thinking about what?”
  • “the future.”
  • he crossed his right foot over his left ankle and put his hands behind his head.
  • “i’m always thinking about it,” he confessed, “i’m determined i will be alone forever.”
  • “we’re only ten years old, dudley. you don’t know that.”
  • “i’m ugly.
  • “no, you’re not,” she said fiercely, “you’re like a teddy bear.”
  • he grunted.
  • “promise me,” he said, “that if i’m still single by the time i’m twenty-five, we will get married.”
  • she chuckled and rolled her eyes, “okay dudley, sure.
  • he gazed at her for a little too long after that, but pansy tried to forget.
  • they lost touch once they got into middle school, even though they lived 100 feet away from each other.
  • pansy became that popular bitch, and dudley became the chubby weird kid.
  • but pansy told herself that was life. it was a way of coping.
  • she came home to visit her parents after her college graduation. 
  • she was twenty-four, almost twenty-five, and she could not get the promise she made dudley out of her head.
  • she climbed to the top of her roof with a cigarette and a six pack of beer.
  • she took a deep breath as she leaned back and lit her cigarette.
  • the smoke swirled out of her mouth, and she was startled by someone climbing onto the roof next to her.
  • it was dudley; she hadn’t seen him since she was 18.
  • she swallowed roughly but did not look toward him.
  • he laid next to her, and she watched as he took a beer from her six pack.
  • “so you’re home visiting too, huh?” he asked.
  • she nodded and took another swig of her beer.
  • “mom wouldn’t leave me alone,” she told him, “she insisted i came back while i looked for a design job in the city.”
  • she felt him gazing at her, and she tried to force herself not look over.
  • but she did.
  • he had lost his baby fat, but his dimples were still there.
  • she gulped.
  • “what happened to us, pans?” he asked her seriously, “where did it all go wrong?”
  • i-i don’t know. you were my best friend, and you suddenly weren’t anymore. i’m sorry, dudley.
  • pansy never apologized, and dudley knew this.
  • she watched as his face registered her words, and she turned her head up toward the sky again. 
  • he took a sip of his beer, and they were silent for awhile.
  • until he whispered, “do you remember our promise we made up here fifteen years ago? if i was still single, you would marry me.”
  • she smiled slightly to herself, “yeah, we were a crazy bunch of kids.”
  • “i’m still single, and i feel like we should test the waters to see if that promise should not be broken.”
  • it was blunt of dudley; dudley never used to be blunt.
  • he was now rebellious; he was brave.
  • pansy felt her cheeks heat up, but she responded to him by turning her head over and poking his dimple with her left index finger.
  • he smirked knowingly, and she rolled her eyes. 
Dedicate a Story to All My Close Friends.💗

I really just want to make and dedicate a story to all the friends I’ve made on here. Why you say? Because, I have a problem making friends, I have the biggest insecurity issue I wish would just go away. I’m always thinking when I talk to someone that I’m annoying or bothering them. It absolutely sucks, really, it fucks up with my self-esteem (which I really don’t have any) and I basically wanna thank those who’ve become my friend and made me feel loved. (I’m so crying as I write this, god I’m cheesy) To name a few @thelittlestkitsune @nothisisstiles @dumbass-stilinski @dylan-ohbrien @sarcasticallystilinski @stilinski-jpeg @writing-obrien @rememberstilinski @smutandahalf I truly seriously think all of you are amazing and sorry I tagged you in such a thing but I just wanted to thank you really. 😌

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Dealing with Doctors When You Have a Chronic Illness

When you have a chronic illness, or deal with chronic pain, you learn pretty quickly that you are your best and only advocate. Doctors can often be rude, dismissive, and distrustful. They may make you feel like you’re unimportant, or imply your symptoms aren’t as bad as they really are. They may even accuse you of lying. 

It took two years, and six doctors, to finally have my endometriosis taken seriously. It was frustrating, and I often felt like maybe I was going crazy. Like maybe the pain really was all in my head. 

Here are a few things I’ve found helpful, and some advice from a friend of mine who is a doctor. Please feel free to add to them in reblogs or messages, I’d like this to be comprehensive. 

Some helpful phrases:

I’m not happy with my current method of treatment because…

I no longer feel my symptoms are manageable.

I want to trust your expertise, but I don’t feel that I’m being taken seriously.

I’m confused, can you repeat that?

I don’t understand, can you simplify that?

That will help with the pain. Is there anything that can help with…?

When going to see a doctor about a diagnosis


Make a list of your symptoms, medications (including supplements), medical history, and family medical history before going in.

Be firm and clear about how your symptoms have affected your life, and what you would like from any possible treatment (for example, is it more important to you that you are able to work full time, or that you are completely free of pain?)

Tell your doctor all your symptoms, but make sure they know which ones are the most severe, and which ones affect your life the most.

If you have a uterus, tell your doctor if you plan to have children someday.

If you don’t plan to have children, ask your doctor if the treatment would be different for someone without a uterus, or who they considered old enough to decide not to have children. Ask why they have chosen the current method of treatment instead.

Ask your doctor to repeat any instructions they have for you, and write them down. Speak up if you’re confused, and follow the instructions carefully.


Exaggerate any of your symptoms in order to be taken more seriously.

Downplay any of your symptoms because you don’t want to seem annoying or attention-seeking.

Leave anything out because it’s embarrassing or difficult to talk about. I can guarantee your doctor has heard and seen worse.

Lie to your doctor about your diet, exercise, or drug and alcohol use. They won’t judge you, or report you to the police, and it could be relevant.

Leave the appointment without a solution, prescription, or avenue of further research (eg blood tests, or a referral to a specialist).

Get angry or feel ripped off if the doctor has to google a few things. GPs are general practitioners, and it would be impossible for them to know everything about every pill and illness on earth. They’ll still get more out of a google search than you will, because they have a much better understanding of medicine and the human body.

Edit: Just to clarify, because I made someone really angry because I think I wasn’t clear on this point. If you go to a specialist, and they type all your symptoms into google and base your diagnosis off of that, of course you have every right to be angry. I’m talking about a GP checking side effects or contraindications before prescribing you something, or quickly checking to see if there’s any new information about your condition since the last time they learned about it. It would be impossible for them to know everything about every illness and medication ever, and I would personally rather they checked before prescribing me something. Doctors have access to medical journals and information that we don’t have access to, and in general they know a lot more about bodies than the average person. 

Of course, your doctor should listen to you, and talk to you about your symptoms. That’s kind of the whole point of this entire post. I just don’t think you should automatically dismiss a doctor as an incompetent idiot just because they might want to double check something before tell you.

How to talk about fatigue with your doctor

Fatigue or exhaustion can be hard to describe, and just saying you’re tired all the time can be misleading.

Write down the times of day you feel most tired for at least a few weeks before going in. Also write down what you eat, and any exercise you do. This may be helpful to the doctor, and even if it isn’t, you may be able to find some patterns that help you manage your fatigue on your own.

The doctor may ask you to rate the feeling of fatigue on a scale of 1 - 10. This can be helpful, but is also subjective. Make sure you also communicate how the fatigue has affected your life. Is it preventing you from going to work? Have you had to give up the things you love because you feel too tired to do them? Has it affected your relationships?

How to talk about pain with your doctor

Describe the physical sensation. Just saying it hurts doesn’t help the doctor figure out what’s going on, so you need to be specific.

You can use words like constant, intermittent, throbbing, acute, aching, dull, sharp, burning, stabbing, stiff or tight.

You can describe your pain by comparing it to other things. For example, my pain feels like needles, being squeezed too hard, a broken bone, a toothache, a cut from a knife, an electric shock, waves that come and go, a bad sunburn, banging my elbow etc

Describe where the pain is taking place. Be specific, but try not to guess at a particular organ or muscle, even if you’re very familiar with the human body. 

If it’s helpful, you can print out this chart, and colour in the areas that hurt.

Make sure you specify whether the pain is deep inside your body, or superficial (on or just under the skin).

Tell your doctor what effect the pain is having on your life. This is extremely important. They may ask you to rate your pain on a scale of 1 - 10, which can be helpful, but pain is subjective. One person’s 8 might be another person’s 4. 

It is much more informative in the case of chronic pain to tell your doctor things like: My pain stops me from going to work on a regular basis; my pain prevents me from doing the things that I love, my pain makes me irritable, depressed, anxious, or short tempered; my pain is unbearable; I am no longer able to work full time as a result of my pain; my pain stops me from having sex; my pain has affected my relationships; I no longer feel I can manage my pain.

You may think your doctor is only interested in physical symptoms, but in reality telling them the ways your illness has affected your life gives them a much clearer idea of the severity of the symptoms, and of what treatments are necessary. 

I hope this is helpful.

(Let Me Be Your Last) First

I’ve mentioned in fic before that Satya & Mei seem like a perfect couple to Angela so… lmao here I am putting my money where my mouth is and writing them.  Seriously though I love them as a pairing & they need more attention.

Crossposted to AO3.

They have met, time and again, by name and by reputation, as coworkers, as people, and as friends, and now, they find themselves meeting in a way which is entirely new.


Through a series of introductions, Satya and Mei find themselves, and one another.

Rating: G

Warnings: N/A

Words: 3k+

Categories: Mei/Satya

Series: Plighted Hands verse

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anonymous asked:

Poe Dameron x reader at their wedding for fluff to smut please!

Wasn’t really feeling like writing smut. sorry. but here ya go.

You and Poe had just gotten married. The ceremony seemed to go by quickly and the reception was here. You two waited outside of the dining hall waiting for your DJ of choice aka Poe’s friend, Snap, to announce you two.

Poe couldn’t stop kissing you, “Poe! Seriously, stop it! I keep having to re-apply my lipstick.”

Poe gave you that goofy grin that you loved so much, “I can’t help it! I need to keep kissing you to make sure this is all real. We’re married. Us! I’m married to my best friend and person I love so much! Obviously, I’m dreaming.” He lifted up your intertwined hands and kissed the back of your hand, “I love you, Mrs. Dameron.”

“And I love you, Mr. Dameron.” 

“Now let’s all give a round of applause to the newlyweds: Poe and Y/N Dameron!”

You and Poe strolled into the dining hall holding hands and dancing to Snap’s song of choice: Marry You by Bruno Mars. Poe twirled you around and carried you bridal style to the head table. You laughed all the way. 

After the speeches, parent dances, and the first dance as husband and wife, it was officially party time. You had changed into a shorter white dress that allowed you to move a lot more freely.

“Damn, baby! Why couldn’t this be your wedding dress?” Poe asked as he pulled you to him onto the dance floor. 

You giggled, “Because I’m pretty sure you’d want to rip this dress off me right at the alter.”

“Who says I don’t wanna do that now?” Poe smirked at you. 

Suddenly, like he knew, Snap put on the song “Versace on the Floor” by Bruno Mars. Poe smirked at you again. He held you tight against him, chest to chest. Your hands rested behind his head and your played with his hair at the nape of his neck knowing it’ll rile him up.

Poe leaned and whispered, “You’re playing a dangerous game right now, baby girl.” He kissed you right under your year. 

You pulled back from him, “It’s getting a little hot in here. I think I’m gonna go to the room and freshen up.” You gave him a wink hinting at what you wanted to do.

He watched you walk away with an extra sway in your hips, “She’s gonna be the death of me.” He followed you out of the hall and into the elevator. Poe leaned against the back wall and pulled you to him. You could feel the hard on pressing against you, “See what you do to me, Y/N? Can’t wait to get inside you.” Poe growled as you pushed against him.

Poe dragged you to the room and pulled the key card out of his pocket. you pushed him inside attacking his lips once the door opened.

Poe darkly chuckled, “So eager. You know, people usually wait ‘til the reception is over before they consummate the marriage.”

You began unbutton his dress shirt, “I don’t care. I want you to take me now, my dear husband.”

“Oh, I will definitely take you, my dear wife.”

  • Seriously guys everybody here talks about their tc and all and its amazing but id like to talk about how the tcc makes me feel.
  • It makes me feel understood.
  • Human.
  • Normal.
  • Happy.
  • Friendly.
  • Seriously, like if I talked about this to my real life friends they'd be like
  • "omg not again B!"
  • and here,
  • Everybody feels the same way.
  • Everybody understand the way I've been feeling for the two past years.
  • Guys I feel so good here like I feel like this is where I belong.
  • THANKS TO EVERYONE IN THE TCC! Reblog if you think the same way!

was tagged by @onward-to-victuuri to post my lockscreen, home screen, last song I listened to and…well, it’s not a full selfie but I’m cool with compromising, and it would probably hurt y'alls eyes anyway

I’m not gonna tag anyone because I don’t actually have that many friends on here lol sorry guys (babe seriously did you have to tag queen-dominant you know she’s like my only other friend uggghhhhhh)

anonymous asked:

If you feel like it, please respond with five things that make you happy when you get this. Then, send to the last ten people in your notifications anonymously. You never know who might benefit from spreading positivity!❤️

thank you :) *hugs*
well~ first my family (I hate my bro, he’s so naughty lol😁 I’m a only woman in my family OTL) bahaha and my friends ( I love all my friends including here♡ they so sweet and really good persons♡) and good music🎧 and sims ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) I know I’m addicted to this game. seriously xD  and last! coffee ( I can’t stop drinking -,.- my friends call me a coffee worm. lol )
thanks for sending to me♡ hope you have a nice day :) ☕

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i dont feel like im taken seriously and i mean, its all my fault for kinda just, letting people do w/e they want to me, but like, especially irl w some of my friends , bc i dont rly show negative emotions, when i do, i feel like no one rly takes me seriously. and it sucks. makes me never wanna show emotions again. 

Spent all day at the Sydney Royal Easter Show with my mum and it was such a blast- I’ve been going since I was a super duper tiny tot (like, 2 years old) and I’m turning 23 this year and have not missed one year! It’s always great to see the fantastic work out farmers and general primary industry people do and I just really love getting a taste of country New South Wales during Easter 💚 This picture is of the beginning of the amazing fireworks display at the end of the show! Omg- look how beautiful the colours are!!! (My photography skills are not even level 1 soooo it probably doesn’t look like much 😅). I just wanted to share a bit of this precious day with all of you wonderful people who read my silly little writings because you guys have truly accepted me into such a wonderful fandom community full of the most beautiful souls I have ever come across and I just want to spread the love in the spirit of Easter 💚😇 Anyways, I’ll be back to writing tomorrow after getting a good night’s rest because I am absolutely pooped right now! Hope ya’ll are having great days/nights- take care and I adore you all! 💚💚💚

tayswiftnation  asked:

Jess, I don't even know what to say or how to even comfort you in these hard times. Im actually in tears writing this because I felt like we were all here fighting for your dad to beat this cancer. I was so upset when I read the news, I was shocked and I still am. I wish I could do something to make the pain all go away but im just going to let you know this... You're amazing, you inspire me, you make me laugh and you always know what to say to make anyone feel better. Keep being amazing ❤️❤️❤️

Natalliya my dear friend, I seriously choked up when reading this. You are someone I have always looked up to on here and you are so inspirational and one hell of a remarkable young woman. You, and so many on here gave me such hope and strength throughout this whole ordeal. For months and months on end, when I felt like I wasn’t strong enough, you and everyone on here, without even realizing it, would pick me back up. You guys have all been here for me the last year, always putting a smile on my face, making me laugh and giving me strength. And I am so, truly grateful to you all for that and I will never be able to thank you enough for it. Thank you Nat, your kindness and your words do so much more for me than you realize. Just, thank you my friend, I love you

No More, "Just Best Friends"

Author’s Note: Things get “heated” toward the end, but no smut!

Back Story:
You met Chris back when the two of you were rehearsing for Winter Soldier, and the two of you instantly clicked. It was not long before you two became best friends. It’s been a few years since the two of you met, and it has been driving the fans and People Magazine crazy to see the two of you not dating yet. Always hanging out off and on set, the Evans family invited you to go to Disney World with them a few months ago. You had a blast with them, even if you, Scott, Chris, little Miles and Stella got stuck on “It’s a Small World”. Thing is, during that trip that best friend feelings toward Chris slightly shifted, it happened when the famous Disney firework show began, you glanced over at your best friend to see his big grin on his face as he watched the fireworks. Something slowly felt different when he looked back at you smiling. “We were in Disney World watching fireworks, of course a spark would go off. It’s nothing.” You thought to yourself as you laid in bed that night.

Your phone rings as you just got of the shower, your best friend’s name on the screen, “Hey Meatball!” , “Hey (y/n)!” He said laughing, “What are you doing this Sunday night?” You told him you were planning on catching up on your favorite show on Netflix, since you got behind due to the reshooting of some scenes for Civil War. Those plans quickly changed when he asked you if you’d go to the Oscars with him.

You weren’t able to go to the Night Before party due to your flight getting delayed. You arrived at the air port greeted by Chris, wearing a baseball cap, solid black t-shirt, jeans, and his favorite pair of sneakers. “Chris? I thought you would be at the party?” You said as you hugged him. He shrugs his shoulders after he hugs you, “Nah, I would rather give you a ride to your hotel. I don’t trust taxi drivers…” You smiled and gave him a play push, “Your Captain America protectiveness is coming out!” Winking at him as he took some of your bags heading toward his car. He walked you all the way to your hotel room, “Room 202, that’s me!” You said as you opened the door, “Thanks again for dropping me off. Where are you staying?” You dropped your bags on the bed, grabbing your pajamas out of them. “Room 201..” He said smirking at you, “right next door!” You quickly looked at him, “What? Don’t trust hotels either?” Smiling at him, “I don’t like you being alone, this world is crazy.” He said looking out the window overlooking the city, with his hands in his pockets. You were not sure how to respond to that, “What time are we leaving for the Oscars?” Trying to change the subject. “Well, it starts at 7, I can pick you up at 5:30.” He turned back around walking toward you. “Sounds like a–plan!” You could feel those sparks slowly coming back. Chris told you good night and walked next door to his room, and you crawled into bed thinking about all these new feelings you have toward your best friend.
“Come on!! Seriously!?!” You said trying to finish up the final touches on your hair, “5:20! Chris will be here in 10 minutes to leave, and I am still doing my hair!” You were trying to do a cute up-do you seen on Pinterest, but it was not as easy as it looked. “Screw it! I will just leave it down!” You can your fingers through your curls, spraying some light hairspray and rushing to get changed. You just finished putting on your heels when you heard the knock on the door. “5:30 exactly..typical Chris.” You thought to yourself, giving one final spin checking yourself over in the mirror. You took a deep breath and opened the door, your heart instantly began beating like a bass drum. He stood there in his suit, holding a bouquet of (your favorite flower). You have seen him dressed up before, but tonight it was different.

It was probably a good ten seconds before Chris finally broke the silence, he cleared his throat, “H-hey!” He said softly, “I bought you these.” He handed you over the flowers. “Aww! You even put them in a vase for me! Thank you! They’re beautiful!” You smelt them smiling as you walked over to put them on the dresser, “Like you..” Chris responded, you looked over at him and you could see his face turning red beneath his beard, as if the words slipped out. “Umm..th-thank you. You look, handsome..” You could barely get the words out without stuttering, you can feel your face heating up with redness. “Thank you!” Chris said rubbing the back of his neck, “ready to go?” You nodded and the two of you walked out the door.
The night was everything you thought it would be, people snapping over a thousand pictures of you and Chris walking down the red carpet, being interviewed and the most commonly asked question was asked every time, “Is this a date?” , “Are you two finally dating?” Each time the two of you would smile and laugh responding with its just a friendly outing. One thing was for sure, you wished it was a date. When Chris went up on stage to present the Oscars, you couldn’t take your eyes off him. He even smiled at you a few times when he was suppose to be staring into the camera. Each time he did, your heart would beat harder and faster, as your face blushed. After the party, Chris walked you to your room and walked inside, the two of you talked for a little while about the events that took place at the Oscars. When he got up to leave the two of you hugged, neither of you would let go. The hug lasted for a good ten to fifteen seconds, that’s when it happened, you noticed you could hear Chris’ heart pounding in his chest. He slid is hand slowly down your back to lower lower back area and rubbed the area slowly with his thumb as he held you tighter. After a few more moments Chris finally let go and the two of you stared into each other’s eyes, “Good night (y/n)” , “Good night Chris..” He walked out the door, and you shut it behind him. You turned to walk to the bathroom to change, and you heard a knock on the door. You looked through the peep hole to see Chris standing there looking at his feet. You opened the door and he looked at you with his blue eyes, “I love you.” Hearing those words made your mouth drop, “I have loved you for a while now, but I didn’t think you would feel the same way. Plus, I was afraid it would ruin our friendship. If you don’t feel the–” you cut him off, “I love you too Chris..” His eyes lit up, “I was afraid of the same thing.” Chris stepped back into your room, put his hand on your cheek as he used his foot to shut the door. You used one hand to slide up his chest and around his neck, the other gripping his suit jacket. He pulled you close to him with his other hand as he slowly leaned in, you shut your eyes just as the two of you’s lips met. The kiss ignited a flame inside of you, as it must have in Chris as well as he deepened the kiss by pulling you closer, turning the kiss into a make out. You walked backwards pulling Chris by his jacket, not breaking the make out, and pushing him on the couch in the room. He fell onto the couch and smirked as you sat down on his lap continuing to kiss him. He ran his fingers through your hair, making you thankful that, that up-do you were trying to do didn’t work. You took off his suit jacket throwing it across the room, he shifted to the side laying down on his back on the couch as he pulled you on top of him. That morning you woke up in the arms of your best friend who is now, also the love of your life.

I want to apologize to all my beautiful followers and friends and partners… And everyone in general. It’s been a rough time and I have actually 0 excuse for my lack of activity. I’ve been sick, depressed and most of the time I feel inadequate. All of you are like super amazing people and writers and seriously I don’t feel myself fitting a bit in here sometimes. That’s why I don’t answer most of the time, I get super anxious and all I do is stare and stalk and… Yeah. Sorry :(


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